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"Why is Your Highness in such a good mood today?"

When Chen Ju was tutoring Zhu Changluo in his studies, he clearly saw the smile on Zhu Changluo's lips from time to time.

Zhu Changluo smiled and said: "Of course people feel refreshed when happy events happen. My mother and concubine stayed away all night last night and did not return to Jingyang Palace until early in the morning."

After Chen Ju heard what Zhu Changluo said, he also laughed.

Chen Ju never thought that Concubine Gong would go to Qianqing Palace to sleep one day. In Chen Ju's impression, since Concubine Zheng's son Zhu Changxun was born, Emperor Wanli had become even more indifferent towards Concubine Gong. Not only did he reduce his Jingyang Palace had never summoned Concubine Gong even once. The situation of Jingyang Palace at that time was like becoming a cold palace.

But strangely enough, starting from this year, for some unknown reason, Emperor Wanli began to slowly pay attention to the unpopular eldest son of the emperor. After half a year, Emperor Wanli actually got closer and closer to this son, faintly The affection for her is also evident. Now she even allows Concubine Gong to sleep with her. This world is really amazing.

Chen Ju said: "Your Highness, the Queen Mother is here to urge me again. How many times have you prepared?"

When Zhu Changluo heard Chen Ju talking about "A Dream of Red Mansions", Zhu Changluo also felt a headache. Empress Dowager Li was really urging her too hard.

In the past two months, Zhu Changluo racked his brains and painstaking efforts to write the content of the twenty-seventh chapter. Every time Zhu Changluo wrote it, he handed it over to Chen Ju for polishing and revision. Although Chen Ju did not dare to slack off, but at this speed, It's not too fast. Every time, it takes Chen Ju almost seven to eight days and even more than ten days to polish the content that Zhu Changluo gave him.

During this period of time, Zhu Changluo had been thinking about making baking soda, so he forgot to update the content of "Dream of Red Mansions" to Chen Ju. Unexpectedly, it had only been a few days before Queen Mother Li started to urge the update again.

Zhu Changluo said with a headache: "Don't worry, I want to recall it carefully. What if I make a mistake? Just wait a few more days."

When Chen Ju heard Zhu Changluo's words, he felt secretly disappointed. He was also looking forward to the content after the twenty-seventh chapter. Especially when he saw the plot of Daiyu burying flowers in the twenty-seventh chapter, Chen Ju shed tears at that time. , I feel very sorry for this arrogant and pitiful sister Lin.

Reading the sentences of "Burning Flowers", Chen Ju felt that he could feel Sister Lin's pain. Every sentence was full of tears and sorrow, and every word was filled with blood and tears. Every word in the whole article was not spoken from the heart! Not a single word was spoken from the heart! Words are not made of blood and tears! The story of Sister Lin’s experiences and laments about her life experience is very penetrating.

Seeing Chen Ju's disappointed look, Zhu Changluo also felt quite embarrassed. Zhu Changluo said: "I also have a music score, which is the song "Burning Flowers" specially composed, but I don't understand the music theory, so I can only hum it. How is your music theory? Can you please memorize the score?"

Chen Ju immediately said: "I am familiar with music theory and can describe a few things. Your Highness, wait a moment, I will prepare my pen and ink right now."

Zhu Changluo began to recall the tune of the Burial of the Flowers in the old version of Dream of Red Mansions. Zhu Changluo had heard this tune countless times when he was reading "Dream of Red Mansions". Therefore, he still remembered this melodious, desolate and tragic tune.

Chen Ju prepared his pen and ink and waited for Zhu Changluo to hum the tune while he recorded the music theory.

When Zhu Changluo saw that Chen Ju was ready, he cleared his throat to get a feel for it, and then began to hum the tune of "Burning Flowers".

The melody of "Flower Burial Song" is both euphemistic and desolate, but also like singing when crying. It really sounds like hearing Sister Lin's tragic lamentations. At the climax, the strong emotional expression,

It was as if I really saw Sister Lin slowly walking over with a flower hoe in hand, which was heartbreaking.

Just listening to the tune hummed by Zhu Changluo, Chen Ju couldn't help but burst into tears, and the pen in his hand trembled. He really felt sorry for Sister Lin. God was so unfair to Sister Lin.

When Zhu Changluo finished humming the song, Chen Ju was still in that sad and helpless mood. The old eunuch burst into touching tears on the spot, and it took him a long time to calm down.

Chen Ju wiped his tears and then confessed to Zhu Changluo, "Your Highness, this old slave has lost his composure."

Zhu Changluo helped Chen Ju up and said: "My father-in-law is also a kind-hearted person. How can I blame him? Seeing my father-in-law crying, Chang Luo also lamented what happened to sister Lin."

Listening to Zhu Changluo's words, Chen Ju felt as if he had found a soulmate. He couldn't help but shed tears again. He didn't know whether they were shed for Sister Lin or for himself.

Zhu Changluo said: "My father-in-law's song should be played with a flute at the beginning, and the essence of the whole song should be played by the erhu. As the saying goes, 'Half a piece of the setting sun calls out the new moon, and a piece of erhu breaks the heart.' Only the tactful and desolate erhu can do it."

It shows Sister Lin’s miserable state of mind. There are also a variety of musical instruments used in this. I can’t explain it in detail at the moment, so I asked my father-in-law to carefully arrange the music and arrange the musical instruments for performance.”

Chen Ju said: "I have taken note of it. I will definitely arrange the music well and compose and perform the song "Burial of Flowers".

Zhu Changluo said: "Please, father-in-law. When the music is rehearsed, you must ask me to enjoy it."

Chen Ju said: "Old slave, I have written it down."

Then Chen Ju put the music score he had recorded into his arms as if it were a treasure, for fear that it would disappear all of a sudden.

Zhu Changluo felt that he had done another evil thing. After all, it was always not good to plagiarize the knowledge of future generations. Although future generations may not know this, Zhu Changluo still felt full of guilt.

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When Chen Ju went to study the music score, Zhu Changluo had nothing to do and began to open the excerpts sent by the Cabinet of the Supervisor of Ceremonies. Zhu Changluo would usually read these excerpts, and no one in the Supervisor of Ceremonies would accuse him or hold him accountable.

, so Zhu Changluo just watched it.

When Zhu Changluo looked at these excerpts, Zhu Changluo saw that epidemics had occurred again in some places. There was a drought in the north for two months, while in the south it rained continuously and seemed to cause floods. Zhu Changluo lamented in his heart, "The Little Ice Age should not be underestimated."

Yeah, this is so abnormal from the beginning. How terrifying it will be if it evolves to the end, it’s really time and time!”

Then, Zhu Changluo then opened the memorial, and Zhu Changluo saw another unusual but ordinary memorial. This memorial was submitted by Henan. The content of the memorial is that the flood season of the Yellow River is approaching, the river water has surged, and the Yellow River embankment is in danger of breaking.

!The Kaifeng area is now in danger. The Chief Secretary of Henan Province requested the imperial court's support to control floods in the Yellow River.

Then, Zhu Changluo read the draft of the memorial. The draft only stated that the imperial court would arrange for the river censor to inspect the water conditions in person, but it did not mention a word about the candidates and strategies for river management.

Let Henan take precautions and prevent the Yellow River from bursting its banks.

After reading this, Zhu Changluo suddenly became angry. This is simply a waste of human life! During the flood season of the Yellow River, the water level rises sharply. What a terrible thing! The cabinet draft is so calm, as if the river embankment only needs to be seen by the censor.
Chapter completed!