If you want to be a diligent emperor, it is actually quite tiring. In addition to the morning and afternoon dynasties, there are endless political affairs and endless memorials every day. As of now, Jiajing is still very diligent. Although he is not as good as the workaholic Zhu Yuanzhang, he is also diligent and reviews the daily memorials in a timely manner.

Just now, Jiajing, who had just rested for a while in the afternoon, reviewed the memorial in the Hall of Yangxin. The memorial was sent by the Tongzheng Department. After the emperor took a look, it would be distributed to various departments for processing. Major matters that need to be discussed by the cabinet will be sent to the cabinet, and the cabinet's auxiliary ministers will discuss and issue handling opinions, which is called a pledge.

After the cabinet gave the handling opinions, the Silijian sent it back to the emperor for instructions. In this process, the Silijian acted as a link between the cabinet and the emperor. The Silijian also had the power to approve the pen of the pen, so it was very powerful and had always been known as the Minister of Internal Affairs.

For example, Liu Jin, the eunuch of the Zhengde Dynasty, was the eunuch of Silijianbing. Zhengde favored him very much and even allowed him to review memorials on his behalf. However, Jiajing was just the opposite. He was very strict with the eunuch behind him. In his eyes, the eunuch was positioned as a slave and prohibited from interfering in any form of politics. Therefore, the current eunuch of Silijianbing had no glory as Liu Jin, and could only be a errand.

The weather is cold, and the charcoal fire in the large copper furnace in the Yangxin Hall is raging, emitting heat in all directions, dispelling the coldness of the deep winter.

"It's outrageous. All trivial matters must be reported. Do these mediocre officials want to exhaust me? I have to squeeze out time to go to the military battle to see Sister Zhier? If you have time to care about your bullshit things...!"

Jiajing sat upright behind the imperial desk, muttering to read the memoir, almost looking at it. As long as it felt irrelevant, he threw it aside.

"Hey, Yan Song!" Jiajing suddenly exclaimed lightly, picked up a memorial and read it carefully. The more he read, the brighter his eyes became. Finally, he even slapped the imperial desk and blurted out: "This method is extremely wonderful!"

Several small yellow gates standing in the hall couldn't help but look at each other in surprise. The emperor was so happy. It seemed that the memorial of the Imperial Supervisor Ye Yan Song had touched the emperor's itch again.

This memorial was indeed submitted by Yan Song. The title is "Please give me a memorial to the four seasons", which is in line with the morning court's "Please give me a memorial to the ceremony of Silkworms". It is simply a sister chapter published in two consecutive times.

Yan Song's early morning court "Commentary on the Ceremony of Guests to Give Silkworms" was an open call for the emperor to farm in the southern suburbs, and the queen to take care of silkworms in the northern suburbs, but in fact, he welcomed the idea of ​​Jiajing's north and south to sacrifice to heaven and earth.

But now, this "Please give the Four Seasons and Sacrifice Commentary" is a frank statement that it requests the emperor to sacrifice to heaven and earth, and even makes further progress, asking the emperor to build an altar in the suburbs to sacrifice to heaven, earth, sun, and moon.

In other words, Yan Song's proposal was to build the Temple of Heaven in the south suburbs of the city to worship the sky; to build the Ditan in the north suburbs of the city to worship the earth; to build the Sun in the east suburbs of the city to worship the sun; to build the Moon in the west suburbs of the city to worship the moon. (Note: The four altars of Heaven, Earth, Sun and Moon in Beijing were built by the Jiajing Dynasty.)

Moreover, Yan Song's claims were not imagined out of thin air. He quoted a lot of records from the Zhou Li, which was very convincing, full of style and quite convincing.

For example, the summer solstice is the day when the yang energy is the most prosperous in the year, and all things are thriving. At this time, it is suitable to worship the sky at the Temple of Heaven. At this time, it is suitable to worship the earth at the Earth Altar. At this time, it is suitable to worship the sun at the Sun Altar, and at the Autumnal Equinox is suitable to worship the moon at the Moon Altar. In this way, the four seasons are reincarnated to worship the heaven, earth, sun and moon, and in accordance with the right time and place, the country will inevitably be in good weather and prosperity!

In short, after reading Yan Song's memorial, Jiajing was very moved and could not help but praise him.

Jiajing read Yan Song's memorial with love and said happily: "It seems that Yan Song is quite knowledgeable about ancient etiquette. He is a talented person in charge of the Imperial College. It is better to transfer to the Ministry of Rites to serve. He will preside over the spring festival next year."

Jiajing should bring Bi Yun, the eunuch in charge of the seal of the rituals, and specifically ordered the cabinet to issue an order to transfer Yan Song to the Ministry of Rites to be the doctor of the Ministry of Rites, responsible for preparing for the Spring Festival after the New Year.

After sending Eunuch Bi away, Jiajing continued to review the remaining memorials. At this time, a little yellow gate quickly walked in and reported: "Emperor, the Empress Dowager is here."

"Mom is here later!" Zhu Houcan put down his imperial pen in surprise and stood up subconsciously.

After a little leaning, Empress Dowager Jiang walked into the Palace of Yangxin with the help of the old eunuch Hu Dahai. Jiajing hurriedly went forward and saluted and said, "I wish my son and mother."

"The emperor is not a gift!" Empress Dowager Jiang glanced at the high-rise memorial on the imperial desk, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed: "Emperor, although the state is busy, you should also take care of yourself. It's cold and cold, so don't ruin yourself."

Jiajing smiled disapprovingly and said, "Don't worry, Mother, my son is in good health. Mother, sit down quickly. By the way, how can Mother's mother come to Qianqing Palace today?"

Empress Dowager Jiang said with a slight angrily: "If the emperor does not come to pay tribute to the Ai family, shouldn't the Ai family come to see the emperor?"

"My son dare not!" Jiajing said hurriedly.

Empress Dowager Jiang and Jiajing chatted for a while, then winked at the old eunuch Hu Taihai, who hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from the wooden box he was holding.

"Mother, what is this?" Jiajing asked in confusion.

Empress Dowager Jiang smiled and said, "This is the innate pure yang pill refined by Bingyi, which can strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence. The emperor works hard for state affairs day and night, and it is just for the body to nourish the body."

Jiajing was stunned for a moment and shook his head and said, "Mother, my son is in good health and energetic. He doesn't need to take the pills to strengthen the principal and cultivate the Yuan. Moreover, Xu Qing also said that medicine is three parts poisonous. If you can avoid taking medicine, it is best not to take it!"

Empress Dowager Jiang said at times, "Although Brother Jin is right to be polite and martial, he may not understand this aspect. He has mastered his master's magic power and has become a master of Taoism. The problem of Ai's family's insomnia and dreams in recent years was also cured by taking Taoist priest's pills. If the emperor doesn't take it, then Ai's family will take it back and eat it!"

Upon hearing this, Jiajing hurriedly smiled and said, "Don't be angry, my son won't be able to eat it." After that, he took the porcelain bottle in Hu Dahai's hand, opened the lid and smelled it, but it smelled the fragrance.

Seeing this, Empress Dowager Jiang turned anger and said, "This innate pure Yang Dan can only be taken one pill a day, and you cannot take it in excess."

"My son understand!" After Zhu Houguan said that, he poured out a pill and wanted to take it immediately.

Empress Dowager Jiang hurriedly stopped him and said, "Not busy now, it's not too late for the emperor to go to Kunning Palace tonight!"

Zhu Hou was stunned for a moment, and then he felt relieved. His face became hot and he put the pill back into the porcelain bottle with an unnatural expression.

Empress Dowager Jiang glanced at her silent son and said in a deep voice: "Emperor, mom knows that you don't like the queen, but because mom is old now, I just hope to hold my grandson quickly. Look at Brother Jin, you are not vague..."
Chapter completed!