The Retired Emperor didn't know what Emperor Wu Yun was thinking. He just picked up the letter and said to Emperor Wu Yun.
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"The memorial in your hand was not written by Jia Hu. Didn't I say before that it was written by the former commander of the capital camp, Jia Daihua? I asked you to compare it to see if you could distinguish it.”
"Father, this, this is too unbelievable. Different people have almost the same handwriting.”
Emperor Wu Yun said in surprise.
"Hahahaha!"
The Retired Emperor was amused by Emperor Wu Yun's words. After laughing for a while, he said,"
"Son, your words make zhen laugh so hard.”
Emperor Wu Yun's face darkened and he said unhappily,"
"Imperial Father, I don't know the reason. Is there a need to make Imperial Father laugh so happily?”
"Alright, the reason why my son is looking for zhen this time is definitely because he doesn't understand what Jia Hu wrote in the letter, right?”
Retired Emperor said to Emperor Wu Yun after he regained his composure.
"That's right, Imperial Father. Your son really can't understand Jia Hu's letter.”
"Zhen will translate it for you. Back then, Zhen could have pulled Jia Daihua to the hall and asked him to translate it for Zhen before Zhen could barely understand it.”
"I even scolded Jia Daihua at that time and ordered him to go back and practice his calligraphy. Guess how this stubborn donkey replied to me.”
The Retired Emperor looked at the Martial Luck Emperor, and Wu Yun Emperor showed his desire to learn.
Retired Emperor nodded in satisfaction.
When one grew old, they loved to nag. Usually, no one came to the Great Ming Palace. Even if they did, most of them came to ask for help. Besides, as the Retired Emperor, not everyone could chat with him. Only Emperor Wu Yun could talk to him.
"At that time, Jia Daihua sent me good news. However, at that time, I was the same as you. I could not understand what Jia Daihua wrote in the letter. At that time, Jia Daihua's handwriting was not even as good as Jia Hu's. When I looked at Jia Hu's letter, at least his name was written well.”
"Imperial Father, I've digressed. Your son came to ask Imperial Father to see what Jia Hu wrote?”
Emperor Wu Yun saw that the Retired Emperor was getting more and more ridiculous and reminded him.
"What are you panicking for?”
Retired Emperor looked at Wu Yun with dissatisfaction and said with disdain.
"Yes, yes. Father, please continue. Your son is listening.”
Emperor Wu Yun smiled apologetically.
"Hmph, what was I saying?"
"Jia Daihua will listen to your teachings.”
Dai Quan reminded Retired Emperor in a low voice.
"Oh, right, Jia Hu's name is also quite good now. It's just that Jia Daihua listened to Zhen's teachings back then."
Retired Emperor's thoughts returned to the time when he was still the Emperor.
"Bastard, look at what you wrote!”
The Retired Emperor threw the memorial to Jia Daihua, the commander of the capital camp.
Jia Daihua picked up the memorial and looked at it. There was no problem.
"Emperor, this is not a problem. This minister has just returned to the capital and your emperor called this minister over. This minister thought that there was something important?”
Jia Daihua said to the Retired Emperor with grievance.
"No problem. Take a good look. What are you writing? Who could recognize it? The commander of the capital camp of the Great Han Dynasty wrote these words. Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed if word gets out?”
Retired Emperor stared at Jia Daihua angrily.
"I didn't let anyone else read it. Besides, didn't the emperor insist that I write to you?”
Jia Daihua muttered softly. However, his body didn't seem to allow him to do so. He was about 2.3 meters tall and had a huge body. Jia Daihua thought that his whisper was as soft as a normal person's voice in the Retired Emperor's ears.
"What? You still dare to talk back?"
Retired Emperor said even more angrily.
"No, no, I didn't say anything, emperor.”
Jia Daihua quickly covered his mouth.
When the Retired Emperor saw this scene, he was so angry that he laughed.
"You stupid thing, get up. Who are you pretending to be for? Come over and recite your General Jia's masterpiece to Zhen.”
Jia Daihua chuckled and quickly got up to read it to the Retired Emperor.
After reading it, the emperor asked Jia Daihua.
"Beloved minister, it's not that I want to criticize you, but your calligraphy needs to be practiced. In the future, if you dare to send such a memorial to zhen, zhen will not forgive you.”
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Emperor Wu Yun was very curious about what happened next and asked the Retired Emperor.
"Father, what happened after that? Then Jia Daihua practiced his calligraphy well?”
"Hmph, what happened after that? Later on, you also saw that the memorial in your hand was written by him.”
Retired Emperor said angrily as he thought of this matter.
Wu Yun Emperor was speechless. He thought that this was an inspirational story.
"At that time, I had no choice but to let the Grand Secretary personally teach him how to write, but this guy drove him away in less than two days. Later, I slowly understood his memorial, but seeing that he really couldn't learn, I could only let him write his name. I also instructed Jia Daihua to let his son study hard and not write unsightly words like him. I just didn't expect him to remember one sentence.”
"What words?"
Emperor Wu Yun asked curiously.
"Hmph, what are you talking about? He wrote his own name, but fortunately, his son was quite capable. He seemed to be called Jia Jing and had even taken the Jinshi exam. Now that I see this letter, I miss it very much.”
Emperor Wu Yun didn't say anything when he saw how nostalgic the Retired Emperor was.
When the Retired Emperor came out of his reminiscence, he looked at Emperor Wu Yun and said,"
"When people are old, they love to reminisce about the past.”
"It's fine, Imperial Father. Your son is not in a hurry.”
Emperor Wu Yun didn't know what to say. Should the Retired Emperor hand over his military power as soon as he felt old? This wasn't appropriate, so he could only say it perfunctorily.
The Retired Emperor took Jia Hu's letter and read it. Just as he read the beginning, he laughed.
"Imperial Father, what did Jia Hu write to make Imperial Father laugh so happily?”
Emperor Wu Yun looked at the Retired Emperor in confusion.
"The beginning of this kid's writing is very interesting. I'll tell you in detail after I finish reading it.”
After a while, the Retired Emperor finished reading the letter and placed it in front of Emperor Wu Yun. He said to Emperor Wu Yun,"
"Son, look at the beginning. Zhen will read it to you.”
Emperor Wu Yun leaned over and the Retired Emperor said,"
"Emperor, how are you? I am Jia Hu. Thank you for making me a first class earl."
Emperor Wu Yun was both angry and amused.
This Jia Hu was really interesting. Emperor Wu Yun had ascended the throne for six years and had approved countless memorials. He had never seen such a straightforward letter at the beginning, and no one had ever dared to write to Emperor Wu Yun like this. This was the first time, so Emperor Wu Yun felt that it was very fresh. He became even more curious about Jia Hu.
Far away in Yanmen Pass, Jia Hu did not expect that the Martial Fate Emperor would be even more curious about him coming because of his letter.
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