Chapter 126 Don’t take the usual path "Uncle, Duoduo refuses to pay attention to me." It was a rare occasion today that my little niece came to the Jiang family alone, and she went after Duoduo as soon as she arrived. It was so comfortable for Duoduo to lie on the roof and bask in the morning sun. "Duoduo." Jiang Qingzhi waved his hand. Duoduo hesitated proudly for a moment, then stood up and relaxed. "Duoduo, I brought you some dried fish!" Zhu Shou'an took out the dried fish, and Jiang Qingzhi asked the accompanying female official, "Where did the palace get the dried fish?" The lady-in-waiting said, "For this dried fish, the eldest princess accompanied His Majesty for a long time yesterday." The Taoist priest closed his eyes and meditated. The little girl beside him held her chin with one hand, looking at the jade chimes, whisks, statues, and incense sticks... Poor emperor, poor baby.
King Jing came, looking a little unhappy. "Uncle, someone has submitted a memorial mentioning Zhao Wenhua's so-called contributions over the years." King Jing sneered, "What contributions? He is just flattering father and obeying his orders." But Emperor Jiajing just liked this kind of thing. "This is Yan Song's method." Jiang Qingzhi said. "Uncle, are we just going to sit back and watch Zhao Wenhua escape easily?" King Jing said unwillingly. "The overall situation is more important." Jiang Qingzhi patted King Jing on the shoulder. "By the way, have you done morning exercises recently?" "I have practiced." King Jing smiled bitterly, "I walk with a limp." "No stretching?" “What is stretching?” "Come, I'll teach you..." After some stretching, Jiang Qingzhi asked King Jing to run again. After running, King Jing moved his body in surprise, "Uncle, I'm not sore anymore. What's the trick?" "Why, do you think stretching is too boring and simple, and you think it can't possibly have such an effect?" "Yes." Jiang Qingzhi said: "Doctors have always been curious about the human skeleton and skin, but the dead are the greatest, so few doctors can understand the mysteries of the human body." "My uncle knows?" "I know a little bit." Jiang Qingzhi said, "The human body has countless muscle fibers, and each inch has its own function. For example, if I stretch out my hand at this moment, which muscles do I need to cooperate in order to perform this seemingly simple action..." He taught his nephew casually, and King Jing's eyes showed more longing. "Wonderful!"
Why don't you try dissection? Jiang Qingzhi shuddered. …… "Zhao Wenhua..." Emperor Jiajing looked at the memorial and thought of Zhao Wenhua's obedience and understanding towards him. Yan Song stood by, seemingly respectful, but he was actually trying to spy on Emperor Jiajing's expression. After returning to Zhilu, Yan Shifan asked, "How is it?" Yan Song sat down and pounded his thigh a few times, "It's done." Yan Shifan smiled and said, "That's what I said. By the way, after Zhao Wenhua comes out, let him deliberately go to the alley of Jiang's house a few times." "You want to humiliate him?" "I don't have the time." Yan Shifan said, "Dad, Jiang Qingzhi is now in close contact with the two princes. Think about it, isn't he afraid that the prince will be wary?" "You mean, he wants to participate in the fight for the throne?" Yan Song's eyes changed. "Yes." Yan Shifan nodded, "Dad, we are His Majesty's people. His Majesty thinks highly of the Crown Prince, which shows that he has no intention of replacing him. In other words, we are the Crown Prince's people." Yan Song understood, "Let Wenhua go to the Jiang family to take a look, which is to tell the prince that we and Jiang Qingzhi..." "Irreconcilable!" Yan Shifan rubbed his eyes and put down his brush, "Dad, you have to follow the dragon as soon as possible!" "That's right." Yan Song nodded, "Jiang Qingzhi's move is stupid..." "He's not stupid, but when he first arrived in the capital, Prince Yu became close to him. After that, it became difficult for him to get rid of Prince Yu and get close to the Crown Prince." Yan Shifan said confidently: "At that time, everyone in the world will say that Jiang Qingzhi betrayed Prince Yu for wealth and honor. He, a royal relative, is most afraid of having a bad reputation, so he has to stand with Prince Yu even if he has to bite the bullet." "The prince is in good health." "And quite stable." "Then let Jiang Qingzhi continue!" …… "Not taking your Majesty's path?" Outside the back door of the Xiao family, Xu Wei sat on the steps in shock. Outside the back door of the Jiang family, Hu Zongxian sat on the steps and nodded, "My uncle said this is not difficult." "Haha!" Xu Wei took a sip of wine. "I, Xu Wei, can't think of any other way. Can he find another way? Then I will wait and see." …… A man dressed in jailer's clothes walked to Zhao Wenhua's cell and said, "Tongzhengshi." Zhao Wenhua was thinking about how to escape, feeling anxious. He looked up when he heard the voice and asked, "Is it you?"
The person who came was one of Yan Shifan's staff. "Tongzhengshi, the Prime Minister asked you to write a letter of apology and write more about your obedience to His Majesty over the years." The conditions in Zhao Wenhua's cell were good, and he even had a desk and four study treasures. Zhao Wenhua nodded, "Tell my foster father and Donglou that I know about it." "As soon as possible." The visitor whispered, "Mr. Master said that the longer the night, the more trouble you will have." "rest assured." Zhao Wenhua felt relieved when he learned that someone was trying to rescue him. After the person left, he shouted, "Help!" The jailer came running over and asked with a flattering smile, "Did the Minister of Public Security have any instructions?" Other prisoners were terrified when they came in, and they would thank God they were not beaten, not to mention any orders. But after this gentleman came in, someone secretly told him that he would be treated preferentially and given whatever he wanted. But after Zhao Wenhua was imprisoned, he lost his appetite and made life much easier for the jailers. "Bring some wine and food." "Yes." The jailer went out with a gloomy face, wondering how to report the money to his superiors without offending them or mistreating himself. If things go well, maybe I can make some extra money. Yes, let’s go to the restaurant we are familiar with… …… "Sir, sir!" At the Xiao family, Xu Wei was teaching a female disciple today, but suddenly he became distracted. Behind the screen, Xiao Jin asked, "Sir, is there anything I can do for you?" Xu Wei held the scroll and asked, "If you want to punish someone, but this person is extremely powerful, what should you do?" Xiao Jin almost thought, "Have someone beat him up." "Why should I ask you?" Xu Wei smiled and felt that he was a little crazy. But he can't lose this secret battle. "I just can't figure out what other means that Lord has. Unless he can persuade Lu Bing... but how is that possible?" …… Spring makes people sleepy and autumn makes people tired. After the scorching heat of summer, people feel particularly exhausted. The cool climate of autumn is just right for recovery. So taking a nap in autumn is the most comfortable. After lunch, there was nothing to do in the imperial prison, so the jailers blatantly found a place to lie down. Even the most cautious ones found a place to lean back and take a nap.
If you say someone escaped from prison, don't be ridiculous. This is an imperial prison. Even if the prisoner can get out of the cell, the other prisoners are not vegetarians. "Someone escaped!" One shout can make all your efforts go to waste. People do not suffer from scarcity but from inequality. Why can you escape from prison while I have to continue to stay in jail? I can't go out, and you can't leave either. Some people say that prison is the place where human nature is at its ugliest. Here, everything that humans can imagine and cannot imagine happens... Zhao Wenhua drank from morning till lunchtime, then he put down his food and wine. When he was grinding ink by himself, he couldn't help missing his wife at home. Zhao Wenhua's restless heart made him finish the task in one stroke, and he immediately called the waiting jailer. "Give it to them." "Yes." The jailer was one of his own, and he took the memorial while holding back a yawn. According to the procedure, memorials must be submitted directly by the imperial prison and no one else can handle them in between. Therefore, the jailer usually asks for instructions. "understood." Deputy Captain Li Jing nodded. "It's noon now." The jailer said with a smile: "Captain..." "Don't get involved with me." Li Jing frowned and teased the thrush hanging on the wall. "Yes." The jailer took the memorial and went out, returned to his room, and sat down... Isn’t he beautiful when he takes a nap? A figure appeared quietly. Open the memorial. He got some things and quietly stuck them at the end of the memorial. He looked at it carefully and then left with satisfaction. The jailer woke up from his nap, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, picked up the memorial and went to look for the document. The clerk opened it and took a look at the front. "It's his petition of apology! I'll hand it in now." According to the procedures, memorials were not submitted through the Zhilu... This was to prevent the memorials from being lost in political struggles. Yan Song was old, and had just taken a nap. When he woke up, he asked, "Is Your Majesty awake yet?" Yesterday, Emperor Jiajing did not go to bed until the end of the morning, so Yan Song had no choice but to stay up too. "Wake up." Yan Song stood up and said, "Ask about Wenhua's situation."
"It is said that the memorial has been submitted to the palace." Yan Shifan said, "Dad, we need to do something about this matter." "Father will go and see His Majesty right away." Emperor Jiajing had just woken up and was squinting his eyes as various matters passed through his mind. "Your Majesty, would you like to eat?" Huang Jin asked. "Ok!" Emperor Jiajing said: "Um...get some chili peppers." "Yes." Huang Jin went to give the orders personally. Emperor Jiajing was sweating profusely during the meal. Huang Jin was curious and when the food was served, he quietly took a piece of red pepper to taste it. "Hiss..." Huang Jin took a breath of cold air. "Your Majesty, the Minister of Public Affairs Zhao Wenhua has submitted a petition to plead guilty." Hearing this, Huang Jin, who was outside the hall, hurried in. The memorial was delivered to Emperor Jiajing, who took it and read it. The first part is written very vividly, and Zhao Wenhua's loyalty to Emperor Jiajing is touching. Emperor Jiajing stroked his beard and squinted his eyes. Huang Jin could tell that he was in a good mood. There is no one who doesn't like to be praised and recognized. Emperors are no exception. After reading half of it, Emperor Jiajing was about to put the memorial aside, but he inadvertently saw a few ink marks underneath. The memorials submitted by ministers to the emperor must be neat and the handwriting must be neat. If they are dirty, it is an act of deceiving the emperor. Emperor Jiajing slowly opened the bottom... The characters at the end are written in a vigorous and lively style, which is quite good. It can be seen that the person who wrote was in a very happy mood. And the last signature is actually... Emperor Jiajing stretched out his fingers, picked up the tiny particle and sniffed it. look up.
He said expressionlessly, "It's beef!" …… "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Yan requests to see you." The eunuch came in to report. Outside the hall, Yan Song pounded his lower back a few times with his backhand, and when the eunuch came out, he quickly stood up straight and acted as if he was in high spirits. "Prime Minister Yan, please." Yan Song smiled and nodded, then walked in. A mass of something flew towards us... "Melon skin!" …… The first update is sent. (End of this chapter)