After Jiajing finished speaking, he immediately took the memorial from Lu Fang and began to read the contents carefully.
After a long time, Jiajing put aside the memorial in his hand, turned his eyes to Lu Fang, and said slowly.
"This Yan Song is very anxious, but I have to let him go for a few days!"
Seeing this situation, Lu Fang chose to remain silent.
Then, Jiajing was seen gently stroking the dragon head carved on the dragon chair with his hand, changing the subject and asking.
"Lu Fang, if I remember correctly, Eunuch Shi seems to be leaving the palace soon, right?"
When Lu Fang heard this, she immediately looked stern and respectfully reported.
"Yes, Your Majesty, in a while, Eunuch Shi will officially leave the palace."
After receiving this answer from Lu Fang, Jiajing thought for a moment and sighed.
"This Eunuch Shi is an old man in the palace. He has been in the palace since I can remember."
"Now, it's actually time for him to take care of himself."
Lu Fang felt the loneliness in Jiajing's words very keenly. Just when she was about to offer words of comfort, Jiajing changed the subject and continued.
"After Eunuch Shi leaves, your godson Feng Bao will take his place."
"This Feng Bao, hehe, is quite good and decisive. Lu Fang, you have gained a good son."
"I hope you two won't disappoint me!"
After Jiajing finished speaking, he immediately turned his gaze to the memorials stacked on the desk beside him and said quietly.
Lu Fang on the side quickly realized that this was the emperor reminding himself not to forget his identity.
Later, Lu Fang was seen kneeling on the ground respectfully and made a promise to Jiajing.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, no matter what happens, I will stand on your side!"
Hearing this, Jiajing looked away from Lu Fang, nodded slightly, and asked.
"By the way, what's going on with Hai Rui?"
When Lu Fang saw this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After a moment of pause, she answered.
"Your Majesty, Hai Rui has obtained a dossier containing information about local officials in Henan from Zhao Zhenji. In recent days, he has been staying at home to understand the specific situation."
After Jiajing learned the news from Lu Fang, he nodded and gave instructions in a deep voice.
"When the time comes, in addition to the normal bodyguards, we will send a few more royal guards to secretly protect Hai Rui's safety."
"As you command, Your Majesty!"
Seeing this, Lu Fang suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her heart and immediately responded in a deep voice.
Then, as if he suddenly remembered, Jiajing took out a letter from his arms and gave instructions.
"As usual, send this letter to Hai Rui's ship!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
…
Night, Yan Mansion.
Since being reprimanded by Yan Song last time, Yan Shifan has refused all social activities, locked himself in his room, and studied hard.
At this moment, Yan Shifan put down the book in his hand and rubbed his tired eyes.
Outside the window, the bright moonlight is shining all over the place, and combined with the occasional breeze, it makes people feel even more comfortable.
"It's getting dark so soon?"
Yan Shifan looked at the night scene outside the window and muttered silently to himself.
At this moment, the butler's voice came from outside the door: "Mr. Xiaoge, Mr. Yange asked you to go to the study. He has something to ask you."
Yan Shifan nodded when he heard this, then stood up from his seat and said loudly.
"I know, I'll be there right now!"
Then, Yan Shifan opened the door and walked towards the study where Yan Song was. After walking through a long corridor, Yan Shifan came to the study where Yan Song was and pushed the door straight in.
"Father, are you looking for me?"
"Well, here you are, sit down!"
When Yan Song saw Yan Shifan come in, he took off his reading glasses, pointed to the empty seat beside him, and said.
After Yan Shifan sat down in his seat, Yan Song asked.
"When you were in the cabinet today, did you see the memorial I submitted to His Majesty?"
When Yan Shifan heard this, he didn't hesitate at all and quickly gave the answer.
"Father, as far as the boy knows, your memorial has been sent to the Supervisor of Ceremonies a long time ago!"
Yan Song couldn't help but frown when he heard this, and then spoke.
"If that's the case, then why haven't I received a reply from His Majesty until now?"
"Is it possible that His Majesty did not see my memorial at all, or is there something wrong with the Supervisor of Ceremonies?"
Just when Yan Song was thinking wildly, Yan Shifan saw this and immediately spoke to comfort him.
"Father, don't panic. Maybe His Majesty was too busy and didn't notice the memorial you submitted to him. Just wait a little longer!"
After listening to Yan Shifan's comfort, Yan Song gradually felt relieved and said silently to himself.
"Yes, that must be the case. His Majesty can't do without me for the time being. His Majesty must have not seen the memorial I handed over yet. Just wait until tomorrow!"
…
Hangzhou, Zhejiang.
In the largest restaurant in Hangzhou City, at this moment, He Maocai had opened a private room early and was waiting for Zheng Michang's arrival.
"Why isn't this Zheng Michang here? Is there something that delayed him on the way?"
He Maocai finished speaking and waited for a long time. When he was bored, he picked up the wine glass on the side and drank the wine in one gulp.
At this moment, a burst of footsteps was heard outside the door, the door of the box was pushed open, and Zheng Michang entered the box dusty.
Seeing this, He Maocai breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of blame on his face, and then spoke.
"Old Zheng, what's going on? Why are you here at this time?"
Hearing this, Zheng Michang sighed helplessly and complained to He Maocai.
"Oh, don't mention it. There have been a lot of affairs in the Chief Envoy's Department recently. I haven't had a good rest for several days!"
When He Maocai heard this, a look of curiosity appeared on his face, and he immediately asked.
"There hasn't been anything major happening in the DPRK in recent times. What do you have to do?"
When Zheng Michang heard this, he drank all the wine in his glass and complained.
"Recently, I don't know what the Governor and the others are doing, but they have actually begun to train the surrendered Japanese pirates!"
"What, did I hear that right? Training those Japanese pirates!"
When He Maocai learned the news from Zheng Michang, his face was full of surprise and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Shh, keep your voice down!"
When Zheng Michang saw this, he immediately panicked and quickly motioned to He Maocai to keep his voice down.
"Yeah, Old Zheng, keep talking."
Upon seeing this, He Maocai lowered his voice and motioned for Zheng Michang to continue.
Seeing this situation, Zheng Michang paused for a moment before continuing.
"Old He, do you still remember that last time the Governor said that when you meet Japanese pirates, you can no longer simply and brutally execute them all as in the past, but you must select those who are willing to be loyal to me, the Ming Dynasty."
After hearing this, He Maocai thought about it for a long time before speaking.
"It seems that there is such a thing, what's wrong?"
Then, Zheng Michang picked up the chopsticks, picked up the dishes, put them in his mouth and tasted them carefully.
When He Maocai saw this, he immediately became anxious and quickly urged: "Old Zheng, don't wait so long, tell me quickly!"
Zheng Michang put down his chopsticks, turned his eyes to He Maocai, and said in a deep voice.
"I asked Mr. Xiao Ge for confirmation on this matter, but he didn't answer directly. He just said that this is what the above said!"
"In the entire Ming Dynasty, besides His Majesty, who else..."
Before Zheng Michang finished speaking, he was interrupted by He Maocai.
"You mean that the imperial court is currently preparing to attack Japan?"
When Zheng Michang heard this, he shook his head like a rattle and immediately spoke.
"That's what you said, I didn't say anything."
(End of chapter)
