Night slowly fell, and the entire capital seemed to be in a splash-ink landscape painting, slowly being hidden by the ink. In the deep ink-colored Linhuai Marquis Mansion, red lanterns were hung one after another, and the maids and servants were serving the masters to rest in an orderly manner.
"In a few days, the old ancestor will be able to eat more meals. I would like to thank you on behalf of the entire marquis's mansion." Zijuan thanked him profusely and said goodbye, taking the little loli Niuniu and the naughty child back to the backyard to rest.
"You guys go down and have a rest too. I don't need anyone to serve me."
After Zijuan and the others left, Zhu Ping'an asked the two little maids in Tingyuxuan to go downstairs and rest as well, as he did not have the hobby of having maids warm his bed.
He lit the oil lamp, placed the books he had brought back from the Hanlin Academy on the table one by one, and began to study them slowly. As he read, he wrote down some sentences and listed them in different categories on a piece of rice paper.
As the night deepened, the entire Linhuai Marquis Mansion fell into a deep sleep. Only Zhu Ping'an's room was still lit. The occasional sound of turning pages of a book seemed somewhat clear in the silent night.
In the middle of the night, the little girl from Tingyuxuan got up to urinate and found that the light in her uncle's room was still on. If she hadn't seen her uncle flipping through a book from the window, the little girl would have thought that her uncle forgot to turn off the light when he went to bed...
After getting up to urinate, the son-in-law was still reading. The two little girls returned to the side room, lying on the bed, staring at the star-like lights in the master bedroom opposite, in a daze.
Why is my son-in-law sleeping so late again... It seems like I have never seen my son-in-law go to bed early... I really can't understand it. My son-in-law is the top scholar, the master of the Hanlin Academy, and the son-in-law of a marquis. He has such good things, why is he still working so hard
"If I were the son-in-law..." a little girl murmured.
"What's wrong with you?" another little girl came over and asked.
"I just want to eat whatever is delicious and play whatever is fun every day. I don't want to stay up late reading books like an idiot." The little girl stuck out her tongue.
"So you are not the son-in-law..." The other little girl rolled her eyes.
The two little girls exchanged a few words in private, then fell asleep again, laughing. The bright light in the master bedroom outside the window was still on...
In fact, at this time, Zhu Pingan was not the only one who had not slept. There were many people in Xiyuan, which was far away from the Marquis' Mansion, who were still awake.
Deep in the Western Garden Palace, the Emperor Jiajing, the ruler of a country, had not slept yet.
Emperor Jiajing, who usually wore a blue Bagua Taoist robe, was wearing a plain white Bagua Taoist robe today.
At this time, Emperor Jiajing, who was wearing a plain white Bagua Taoist robe, looked a little pale, his eyebrows were deeply twisted together, and his eyes were staring blankly at a small golden coffin in front of the Two Dragons Playing with a Pearl Bagua Alchemy Furnace not far away, revealing a hint of sorrow.
On the table in front of Emperor Jiajing, there was a table of vegetarian dishes. Every dish was carefully prepared by the imperial kitchen. Although they were vegetarian dishes, the whole hall was filled with fragrance, and anyone who smelled them would be salivating.
But at this moment, this table of delicious vegetarian dishes was placed intact on the table. It had been reheated three times, but it was obvious that no one had touched it.
"Your Majesty, I beg you, please have some food. Even if you don't care about your health, you should think about the country and the people. You haven't eaten or drunk anything since noon today, Your Majesty, even if you have a body of iron, you can't bear it..." Huang Jin knelt in front of Emperor Jiajing and persuaded him with tears in his eyes, his eyes were red and swollen, his eyes were full of concern, and his face was full of worry.
"Let's withdraw. I... have no appetite..." Emperor Jiajing sighed and waved his hand.
"Your Majesty, please have your meal. If you don't eat or drink, General Huwei won't be able to die in peace." Huang Jin knelt on the ground, pointing at the exquisite golden coffin under the alchemy furnace, and advised earnestly.
The golden coffin was open, and inside lay a cat with yellow and white stripes. Its fur was bright and it was plump, but unfortunately it looked lifeless and lifeless.
"My General Huwei..." Upon hearing this, Emperor Jiajing's expression became even more serious, and his voice was hoarse as if he had not slept for several days and nights.
Huang Jin tried his best but failed to persuade Emperor Jiajing to have dinner.
Alas, how could General Huwei leave so suddenly? Huang Jin sighed deeply. Huang Jin often served beside Emperor Jiajing and knew that his master was a cat lover, and this cat named General Huwei was the most favored cat.
This cat is very psychic. When its master goes out, this cat always leads the way, whether it is to the concubines or to fasting and offering sacrifices, this cat always leads the right way. The reason why it is most favored is that it is not only loyal but also accompanies its master to make elixirs. Whenever its master is making elixirs, this cat always lies beside the elixir furnace, just like a white tiger guarding the elixir furnace.
Oddly enough, when the cat is guarding the furnace, alchemy can always be successful.
The tiger is so powerful that it will punish evildoers!
That's why he was named General Huwei by his master.
General Huwei had a very good relationship with his master and was very favored. It was common for them to eat, live and sleep together. The palace provided General Huwei with ten chickens, five fish and a sheep every day. For the chickens, only the most delicious livers and hearts were used. For the fish, only the brains and roe were used. For the sheep, only the heart was used... ...
In the palace, General Huwei was pampered and favored just like a prince. To put it bluntly, even Prince Yu and Prince Jing were not as favored as General Huwei.
Now that General Hu Wei is gone, how could his master not be sad
However, seeing how sad Emperor Jiajing was, Huang Jin was very worried, because Emperor Jiajing had not eaten for two meals, and it was late at night, and he had not even had lunch yet. If this continued, how could his body bear it
If His Majesty's health collapsed... Huang Jin broke out in a cold sweat just thinking about it.
what to do
what to do
Suddenly, Huang Jin glanced at the stack of poems on the table. Yes, how could he have forgotten these poems? These were all poems written to commemorate General Hu Wei. If there were good poems among these poems, which comforted His Majesty and resolved His Majesty's knot... then wouldn't the problem be solved? !
Thinking of this, Huang Jin felt warmed in his heart.
Whether Your Majesty can have a meal depends on these poems. I hope you won’t disappoint me, my Lords.
"Your Majesty, General Huwei passed away today. I, Lord Yan and others are very sad. Lord Yan and others have presented the Qingci. General Huwei practiced with Your Majesty during his lifetime and was extremely loyal. He will be buried tomorrow. Your Majesty, please select a Qingci so that we can see General Huwei off." Huang Jin presented the Qingci and said mournfully.
"Yes, I almost forgot..." Upon hearing this, Emperor Jiajing took a deep breath and nodded, then took the Qingci and perked up.