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But as far as he knows, Wang Jin does not understand medical skills and is even more unemployed in the Imperial Hospital all day.

"He said something right at the beginning! I am the body of an immortal. If I have any health, only spiritual objects such as colorful Ganoderma lucidum can be cured!" Jiajing revealed the answer and left the quiet room like an immortal.

Huang Jin then suddenly realized that it was because of this statement that Wang Jin touched the current emperor, who gave Wang Jin the title of imperial physician who did not understand medicine.

When Jiajing came to the hall, the memorials here were piled up like mountains.

Although he was addicted to Xiu Xuan and just gave up the morning court, he had always insisted on making decisions on important matters in the court, and even entrusted important tasks to officials through his loyalty, which made the entire court under his control.

Just as he was dealing with the piles of memorials, an eunuch came in and said that Mr. Xu was asking for a meeting, while Jiajing nodded softly.

"I Xu Jie pays homage to the emperor, long live my emperor!" Xu Jie came to the front of the hall and politely saluted respectfully.

Jiajing put down a memorial, but asked with emotion: "I had a dream last night. Master Yan came to tell me that it was leaking when I was in the house, but I didn't know if this happened?"

As Jiajing moved to Xiyuan, the ministers of the cabinet followed him to Wuyi Hall, and they fought to stay here to write Qingci and participate in the fasting and ceremonial activities. At the beginning, there were only two or three cabinet ministers living there, but then the ministers who wrote Qingci joined, making it very nervous to go to the wing room of Wuyi Hall.

Because the place is narrow and the wings are all east-west, it is very hot in summer. Jiajing specially built a courtyard for Yan Song to the east of Wuyi Hall, and now the occupants of the courtyard are already Xu Jie.

Xu Jie and Yan Song have been together for more than ten years. It is not that they often dream about Yan Song, but his dream is not dared to mention it to others. They responded calmly on their faces: "Report to the emperor, the time for the time being was built very densely, and they have never leaked!"

"No! I remember that in the 38th year of Jiajing, it was a heavy rainy night, and Ge Yan was soaked in the rain. He did not report to me that I learned about this matter later, so I sent someone to help him repair the roof!" Jiajing remembered that past event and said enthusiastically.

Xu Jie used to go through time, the emperor would slowly forget that person, but he didn't know that the emperor hadn't forgotten at all. His heart couldn't help but roll, and his face kept calm and responded: "It turns out that there is still this matter, but I have never seen any leakage since I moved in!"

"Oh... this is really a dream! I just don't know, but I live in Jiangxi and it's safe!" Jiajing knew that the things in this dream should not be taken seriously, and his eyes were filled with gentleness and looked at the south.

Xu Jie was shocked and comforted him optimistically: "Yan Ge Lao was sincerely grateful to the emperor. He retired as the prince's tutor and received generous gifts from the emperor. Local officials must be respectful to Yan Ge Lao!"

This is indeed the truth. In order to successfully renew, the court sent some elderly officials away and retained their ranks from the retired officials, so that they were not restricted by local officials at all, but enjoyed various benefits.

Although Yan Song fell down because of Yan Shifan's affairs and Yan Shifan was even sentenced to exile, Yan Song retired as an official, so local officials still very flattered and flattered him.

Jiajing sighed. If Yan Song hadn't been too old, he really wanted to recall the old friend, looked up and asked Xu Jie, "Xu Aiqing, I wonder what's going on?"
Chapter completed!