Jiajing's deep voice came from inside: "Three hours... If you're in a hurry, come in!"

Hu Zongxian pursed his lips. After returning to the Forbidden City, Jiajing still retained the habit of staying in Xiyuan, built a monastery, and practiced religious rituals.

In such a place, except for Taoist priests with special orders, only Lu Fang and Lu Bing could enter. Therefore, he bowed again and refused to enter: "I would like to remind you that the Jingshe is the place where Your Majesty cultivates immortals. Foreign ministers dare not enter without permission!"

Jiajing gave instructions in a low voice, and Lu Fang lifted up the curtain and said softly: "Long live the Lord said that only Governor Lu can enter here on weekdays, because he takes the overall situation into consideration and is dedicated to the country, the country, and the country. The same is true for Hu Butang

So... if he can enter, you can also enter, so hurry up and follow the order and enter!"

These words sounded kind and considerate, but they also contained a mystery. Hu Zongxian stood up and walked in slowly without any joy.

Jiajing sat cross-legged on the futon. He still looked like a pure man, but he was older and thinner. His eyes fell over with a bit of coldness: "Qi Jiguang has won again. You have good vision. He

He is a talented general!"

Hu Zongxian immediately said: "Qi Jiguang can win because of the great blessings of the emperor and the fate of the officers and men. If he has anything to do with me, I can only say one thing: serve the country with all my loyalty. This is the duty of ministers!"

"What a word!"

Jiajing stared at him closely: "Being loyal to the country and working with sincerity are your strengths! You do not form cliques for personal gain, and this is what makes you better than Yan Song and his son! I am very relieved to have you in the cabinet... What's the matter here?"

Hu Zongxian knew that his Majesty had been blocking his mouth since he entered the monastery. If he had known better, he would have made it a big deal and downplayed the disaster. However, he was unwilling to do that and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty,

The earthquake in Guanzhong is unprecedented and may affect several provinces. Please provide disaster relief!"

Jiajing suddenly fell silent, snorting faintly in his nose, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became depressed.

After a while, the ninth-five-year-old man finally spoke: "What do you want me to do?"

Hu Zongxian did not hesitate: "Relieve disasters first, postpone war!"

Jiajing's eyes revealed an uncontrollable disgust, and he commented: "You are stronger than Yan Song because you are loyal and outspoken..."

When Xia Yan was killed, Yan Song was instigating him step by step. On the other hand, Xia Yan was loyal and upright. He disobeyed him at every turn and said some unpleasant words of advice.

When Jiajing was young, apart from the principled issues related to who his biological father was, he could still listen to loyal advice in other aspects of government affairs. Therefore, he had the rule of the world in his early years and swept away the fatigue of the Zhengde period.

It is a pity that after more than 20 years as emperor, as he reached middle age, he became more and more headstrong and could not tolerate any disobedience. At this time, Hu Zongxian knowingly committed the crime, which made Jiajing even have the intention to kill.

But this person cannot be killed, at least not yet, otherwise the overall situation of counterattacking Mongolia and sweeping away the shame of the past will be ruined!

Jiajing endured it, suddenly frowned, and said coldly: "The Heavenly Master is at Wudang Mountain, praying for the blessing of Zhenwu Sheng to protect our Ming Dynasty and the peace of the people. Why are there such disasters?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hu Zongxian's heart sank, he never expected that the emperor would say such words.

Even thousands of years ago, when Shinto was flourishing, there were flash floods, earthquakes, and disasters from the sky. Obviously, gods could not stop such things. If the gods alone could make the country peaceful and the people safe, and the grains abundant, then why would six ministries and hundreds of officials do? ?

This Celestial Master who only cares about his own face and does not care about rescuing disasters and rescuing people actually wants to shirk responsibility and even vent his anger on the Celestial Master?

But the other party happened to be the emperor, so Hu Zongxian could only say slowly: "I don't know..."

Jiajing thought that the shock was effective, and he felt a little happier, and said calmly: "Stop kneeling all the time, get up!"

"Thank you!"

Hu Zongxian kowtowed and stood up with his hands on the ground, but his body swayed and he almost fell over.

He had also stood outside for three hours. At that time, he was not tired, but now he just felt tired. In addition, he was nearly fifty years old and was not a warrior who charged into battle. His blood was not flowing smoothly, so he could not stand steadily.

Jiajing said calmly: "I've been waiting outside the palace for so long and haven't eaten since noon. I'm hungry..."

With that said, he ordered Lu Fang: "Help him sit down and give him a pill!"

Lu Fang responded: "Yes."

But as he stretched out his hand, Hu Zongxian had already straightened up. Although his head was hanging down, his tone was extremely firm: "I thank your Majesty for your grace, but I dare not take the throne in this palace!"

Jiajing's eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "Those who command thousands of troops should stand and hold on!"

Lu Fang quickly stopped.

After following Jiajing for decades, he admired his master most in these details. There are different ways to control all kinds of people. For a courtier with Hu Zongxian's character, such a commendation is enough to dispel his previous dissatisfaction. Instill comfort and loyalty.

Everything was as expected. Hu Zongxian stood still again, took the elixir obediently, drank it after thanking him for his gratitude, and never mentioned the Guanzhong earthquake again until he left the monastery.

Jiajing raised his lips coldly, reviewed several memorials in person, and passed them on to the cabinet.

He was well aware of the seriousness of the Guanzhong earthquake, but not to mention that Guanzhong was not a taxing powerhouse of the Ming Dynasty and was not as important as Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Even if it was important, the timing of the outbreak was also very wrong.

Jiajing has been waiting for more than two years to wipe out the Ada Khan tribe and will never allow any further delay!

Therefore, for the sake of the overall situation, we can only suffer for the people. Guanzhong disaster relief is considered by the cabinet at its discretion. I believe Lu Ben knows how to choose.

In the past, it was a lot of experience to remotely control the Cabinet Secretary and the Supervisor of Ceremonies, but now it was a lot of fun to directly control the government. Jiajing arranged everything properly, stretched his brows, and prepared to meditate.

But at this moment, his ears suddenly moved, and he heard a strange friction, and his face changed slightly: "Lu Fang, what is that sound?"

Lu Fang hurriedly stepped forward: "Master?"

"Why did I hear...chains?"

Jiajing listened for a moment, but couldn't hear anything anymore. He shook his head, got rid of distracting thoughts, and began to meditate.

Gradually, he entered a state of "forgetting both things and myself" and snored lightly.

Lu Fang stayed by his side silently, keeping her spirits up and not daring to slack off for a moment.
Chapter completed!