[Ming History + Legend of Lu Xiaofeng] Ninety-five Supreme

Emperor Mu Zong did this too, even though his relationship with Emperor Jiajing was not as good as that of Zhu Yijun.

Zhu Yijun thought a lot. He not only thought about Emperor Mu Zong, but also his parents.

When he first arrived in another world, he cried.Without him, I miss my parents.It's very sad that there is only one child left, what should they cry like!

Zhu Yijun had been suppressed for a long time, and finally he was able to vent once, howling so loudly that people looked sideways.

The Xiaoshizi beside him was extremely powerful, and the corners of his mouth twitched from the shock.

Zhu Yijun slowed down, and his grief had almost subsided. He was about to have another round, but he was braked unexpectedly.

Ascend to the throne as the emperor, ninety-five supreme.

emperor!

This is what Zhu Yijun wants most.

However, perhaps Zhu Yijun was most worried about Emperor Mu Zong's death.

Since ancient times, the master and young ministers must be strong.Too young, doomed to be manipulated by others, this court that has to think twice when it takes a breath, this Ming Dynasty that even Emperor Mu Zong is somewhat difficult to control, how can this ten-year-old child be an emperor!

Enthroned

June of the sixth year of Longqing

The clear blue sky is cloudless, as clear as jasper, untouched by clouds, the distant mountains are covered with daisy, and the gentle breeze brings warmth.

Today is a big day.

Qianqing Palace

"Your Majesty, it's time to go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony."

A young man in a bright yellow uniform stood in the center, tugging at his clothes in a tangle.

Zhu Yijun straightened his back and walked back and forth several times before he was relieved. The pearl in front of the dragon crown was unstable and kept shaking, and he really wanted to tear it.

A little eunuch came in and handed Zhu Yijun a piece of paper.

"what"

Liang Yong replied, "Master Zhang sent someone to deliver it."

The so-called one person attains the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.At this time, Liang Yong was the eunuch of the inner court.

Unfold the note, it is full of words.An eloquent oath, inspirational essay.

I didn't expect the bachelor to cheat.

Zhu Yijun folded the treasure into his arms, maybe it will be needed later.

After a while, a group of well-dressed Empress Chen and Concubine Li Gui came together to visit the emperor who was about to be enthroned as the Great Treasure.

Empress Chen stood aside dignifiedly, while Concubine Li Gui stepped forward to adjust Zhu Yijun's dress, helped the Fulong Mian, and confirmed that it was all right, she couldn't help but turn red-eyed.

When Zhu Yijun saw it, he couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry, "Mother, concubine, don't cry. You are going to cry on the day of great joy, and I don't know whether to cry or laugh."

Concubine Li brushed the corners of her eyes with a brocade handkerchief, and when she heard Zhu Yijun's words, she said seriously, "Don't talk nonsense, you are the emperor, you should neither cry nor laugh later, don't let others see the joke."

Zhu Yijun's face tightened, and he hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, my son knows, but I just said it casually, just said it casually."

Empress Chen met at the side, "Don't talk about my sister, let the emperor go earlier."

Concubine Li Gui nodded slightly, then stood aside and stopped talking.

As soon as the funeral is over, the princes and kings will leave the capital to return to their fiefdoms. If they are honest, they will go back early, and if they are interested, they will stick around in the name of doing a little favor.

After the funeral of King Yi's son, he returned to Taiping with King Yi.

King Yi was in a hurry to return to the camp. Unexpectedly, it was raining heavily during his journey for several days. Yi Nian had not been with his son for many years, so he rested at the post station.

King Yi looked at his son with starry eyes, studied it for a while, and then said, "How are you doing in the palace?"

Xiao Shizi smiled kindly, and said, "It's okay."

King Yi carefully looked at Xiao Shizi, and he really didn't look wronged, so he said in relief, "We get along well with the emperor."

Xiao Shizi said, "That's good." Seeing that King Yi frowned, he smiled again and said, "Father, don't worry, my cousin is not Zheng Gong, so I am very lenient."

King Yi didn't believe it, he sighed and said, "You should call him the emperor."

Xiao Shizi didn't answer, but smiled politely.

King Yi felt that he was unfamiliar with his son, and there was no trace of intimacy, so he was very moved.

That night, white doves flew in from outside the station, and then someone jumped out, and the white shadow disappeared into the night sky like a sky eagle.

*

The auspicious time has come, and Zhu Yijun sits on the dragon chariot outside the gate of Qianqing Palace.A group of people marched forward in a mighty way, and before they reached the Hall of Supreme Harmony, they heard the bells and drums on the tower ringing at the right time.

After a while, the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty were all dressed in court uniforms and stayed in the square outside the Meridian Gate.

Zhu Yijun couldn't help being moved when he saw the black crowd.Under the guidance of the servant, he came to Taihe Gate and prayed.

It took him half an hour to finish the long prayer. The content in it was extremely cumbersome, and there were a lot of things, big and small, including praying for the subjects of Daming, praying for good weather and so on. trivia.

After a while, Zhu Yijun finally walked around again amidst the civil and military welcome of the Manchu Dynasty, stepped through the magnificent and tall arches, and stepped into the legendary Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Zhu Yijun's goal was the golden Kowloon chair in the middle of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Eyes still couldn't help secretly looking at the resplendent Jinluan Palace, only to see the golden glazed tiles on the top of the palace, shining brightly.Below is the gold brick floor, as flat as a mirror, smooth and delicate, as if sprinkled with a layer of water, emitting a dim light. The majestic Hall of Supreme Harmony is shining with golden light, which is very dazzling.

Zhu Yijun glanced at the gold bricks under his feet, and secretly swallowed.

At this time, after he took his seat, the ministers began to file in according to their ranks.

"I wish my emperor, my emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

The officials lined up, and the civil and military courts were divided into courts, knelt and bowed in unison, and praised loudly in unison.There are hundreds of people doing the same movement in unison, the scene is extremely spectacular and shocking.

In the quiet main hall, there are civil servants and generals, and the civil servants are led by Gao Gong, the chief assistant.Second, Zhang Juzheng, Yang Bo, Gao Yi.

The generals are Qi Jiguang, Li Chengliang, and Yu Dayou, all of whom are famous generals of a generation.

It was Zhu Yijun's first meeting with the Anti-Japanese General, and the national hero was still a little excited.

360 days a year, Heng Gema is on the move.

Idol, really an idol this time.

Seeing the idol kneeling down made me even more excited.

"Everyone's family is flat."

He raised his lips and said loudly.Although the voice is a little immature and high-pitched, it is louder and louder, echoing in the majestic Hall of Supreme Harmony.

This time he stood firmly on the high platform, he was no longer under one person and above ten thousand people, and the timidity in his heart gradually subsided.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The ministers hurriedly responded respectfully.

According to the rules, after the courtesies between the monarch and his ministers are over, the ascension ceremony will officially begin.In the hymn played by the gongs and drums in the Jiaofang, Feng Bao read it again, the edict of Emperor Mu Zong's succession to the throne.

Feng Bao read the will again, his voice was high-pitched and shrill, Zhu Yijun heard the old god, but gradually he felt something wrong, and after thinking about it for a while, he couldn't tell where it was.I thought to myself that my big companion was too close, and my ears were deafened by him.

After the edict was read out, the officials bowed four more times.

At this time, the faces of some civil servants were not very good-looking. Gao Gong was the most stinky, staring at Feng Bao, wishing he could rush to the stage and bite him to death.

When Zhu Yijun saw that the scene was cooling down, his blood dropped a little, and he wiped his sweat quietly. The clothes are too hot, and it's time for prickly heat, so he changed them as soon as he went back.

At this time, it basically officially recognized his status as emperor, which also meant that the era of Emperor Muzong had passed away, and a new generation of dynasty had begun.

After a while, Zhu Yijun sat on the glittering golden dragon chair quietly, quietly took out the paper from his sleeve, folded it in two, stuck it between his fingers, and posed in a more upright posture.

He said in a loud voice, "The first emperor passed away. I am the crown prince, and I should take the throne. On June [-]th of this year, I prayed to the ancestral temple, ascended the throne to Kaiyuan, and established the Yuan Wanli. The next year will be the first year of Wanli. After I ascend the throne, I will follow the example of the Tang Dynasty. Zong Songzu, ruled the Tang and Song Dynasties, and traveled far to the Han and Tang Dynasties, and continued to speak well with goodness, but it is based on sincerity, upholding integrity, and being lenient and benevolent, so as to promote peace.

It relies on all ministers, ministers and workers, working together, to assist me if I can't catch it.Faner is close to the virtuous, civil and military, each loses his mind, covers the target with sincerity, uses the boundless career of Shaoxing, and shares the blessing of peace, forever solidifying the peace of Qingshi.Since my ascension to the throne, I have created a foundation, amnesty the world, to show the grace of heaven, and to show the heavenly power of the new dynasty Kaiyuan.Today, recruit sages, gather good talents, princes and generals, add officials to ranks, and great achievements will be made. All the merits of the ministers will go down in history forever and show future generations.The title of duke and marquis, the heir of Yin, is hereditary.Together, protect the boundless empire of the Ming Dynasty and pass it on forever. "

Zhu Yijun's voice echoed in the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Although the officials knew that this might not be what the little emperor had thought, they were still relieved when they heard it at first.

Find a wise ruler, assist the ruler, and regulate the country.All are the highest wishes of the ministers of all dynasties in their lives.

"I will bear in mind Your Majesty's teachings, and will do my best for my Ming Dynasty until after my death. Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

Zhu Yijun laughed again, he has been laughing recently.Even if Concubine Li Gui said that the emperor should be steady and introverted, not showing his face.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a dense crowd of people, some he knew and saw, and some he didn't know and hadn't seen.

Zhu Yijun has self-knowledge. As the emperor, not everyone in the palace will obey him. Great Confucianism respects the king and despises children.His arched eyes were higher than the top, and as a minister of Tuogu, he might not take the little emperor seriously.The parties and factions in the court have always been complicated. The Ming court has always only recognized the ranks, the civil official group, and the six relatives did not recognize it.

Only Zhang Juzheng, Feng Bao, and Yang Bo, who are close to Zhu Yijun, hold high positions.

It's a pity that the command can't move.

After a while, my thoughts changed, thinking that the people I could use were either too low-status, or the young vegetables were growing, and my chest felt a little congested.

In a blink of an eye, I saw the leading generals again, with eyes like wolves and tigers, and evil thoughts. When I control thousands of troops in the future, let's see if any of you dare not listen to my command.

Xinghua Prefecture

The summer is scorching hot, the sun is in the sky, and the sound of bamboo chairs swaying under the big banyan tree "creaks".After a while, the old man on the rocking chair raised his hand to take a shoe, threw it forward, and hit a young man in the distance.

"Don't be lazy on me."

The boy made a distressed expression, and said lazily, "No, I closed my eyes and thought about things, and I was still squatting."

"Little brat, I'm thinking about which girl doll." The old man took a sip of his wine.Then said, "In a few days, you will go to Beijing."

The young man opened his eyes, turned his head, and said, "Shangjing? Are you looking for your friend who is a descendant of Luban again?"

"My old friend has been going to two places all his life. He can't find anyone in Henan, so he must be nesting in the capital."

The boy beamed with joy when he heard that.

Stealing a glance at the old man who was dozing off with his eyes closed, he kicked his legs and flew away immediately with strength in his feet.

"Then what are you waiting for, I'll find someone for you now."

As soon as the words came out, they disappeared in the wind.

The old man's face was flushed, and he was so drunk that it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Come back. Who told you to leave now, it's still an hour away."

"..."

日常

In autumn and September, there are few shadows of flowers, only fruitful fruits are left.

Zhu Yijun was the emperor at the beginning, and he was not familiar with the business. Although no one asked for anything, he is now familiar with the state affairs.

The Qianqing Palace has corridors on all sides, a floor of gold bricks, a gilded copper dome hanging in the middle of the roof, colored paintings of golden dragons and seals on the roof beams, and various auspicious patterns carved on the surroundings, such as dragons, cranes, and turtles. , phoenix, etc., the doors and windows are decorated with patterns of three-crossing and six-ling flowers. Now these doors and windows are wide open, and the lighting is sufficient. The inside of the hall is as bright as the outside of the hall.

Zhu Yijun was leaning on the soft couch, holding the memorial in his hand, his face wrinkled into a ball.

There are a few notebooks on the small case, which are obviously read.After a while, he put away the memorial in his hand and read another one.

He has a good ability to adapt, and he has read the scriptures in the past.However, just looking at this point in the morning is too inefficient.The words are crowded together, and the translation will waste time. He still can't get used to classical Chinese.

At this time, Zhu Yijun thought of something, looked up against the sun, "I'm hungry, I'll worry about it when I'm full."

"Liang Yong, go to the side hall to find the queen mother."

On the day Zhu Yijun moved into the Qianqing Palace, the Empress Dowager Cisheng also came with her and occupied a side hall of the Qianqing Palace. She was more able to take care of the little emperor and took care of her more closely.

"Emperor Brother~"

When Zhu Yijun walked to the side hall, he saw the palace maid leading a group of people walking out of the palace holding a pink and jade-carved milk doll.

"Hey, Yongning is so obedient and has such a sweet mouth."

"Call the emperor brother again, brother will take you out of the palace tomorrow to play."

Unfortunately, I didn't understand.Yijun didn't care too much, reached out to take Yongning from the hand of the maid, put it on the cushion, and said with a smile, "It's heavy again, this body is like a ball, Concubine Yang is not as fat as you, she is really a little fat girl."

Yongning pointed his fingers, but didn't answer, apparently still didn't understand what Zhu Yijun was saying.

The maid at the side understood, she wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, her face turned red.

The efficiency of the Shangshan Supervisor is very fast, and the imperial meal is ready at about the same time.In the palace, there are eight boiled dishes, four side dishes, and two soups on the dining table.

The Empress Dowager Cisheng wore a jade-white plain long dress trimmed with scarlet silk, and on her neatly coiled hair, there were palace accessories in the style of "catching butterflies", as if she had been carefully dressed.This attire is elegant and dignified, with a very dignified manner.

He saluted, took a stool and sat down at the table, boasting, "The queen mother is so beautiful today, I am dazzled by it."

The Empress Dowager Cisheng was originally in her prime of life, even after experiencing the sudden change of "the westerly wind withered the green trees last night", although her complexion was somewhat haggard, she still had a beautiful appearance.

Women can't help boasting about their appearance, let alone this woman is a widow.

When the Empress Dowager Cisheng heard this, she was slick and nonsense, and she kept picking vegetables for Zhu Yijun, smiling happily.

The Empress Dowager Cisheng came from the common people, and was born as a court lady with a humble status.After Zhu Yijun ascended the throne, she should have been conferred the title of Empress Dowager by the Jin Dynasty, but now she can be granted the honorary title like Empress Chen. Feng Bao and Zhang Juzheng have contributed a lot in becoming the Empress Dowager of Mercy.

"My mother, I seem to have seen Mr. Zhang just now. What is he doing here?"

The Empress Dowager Cisheng clapped her hands, and said slowly, "It's nothing, I'm just asking how your studies have been lately, you may be lazy."

After Zhu Yijun heard "Oh", he stopped talking.

After a while, the Empress Dowager Cisheng asked, "It's good to stay in Qianqing Palace, can those elders make things difficult for you?"

Zhu Yijun smiled and said, "Don't worry, Empress Mother, I will do as long as I don't make things difficult for them. Can you make things difficult for me?"

This is true, Zhu Yijun does have many problems, one is cumbersome etiquette, one is too thick clothes, another is ugly memorial, if you want to point out all of them, the noses of those scholar-bureaucrats will be crooked.

The Empress Dowager Cisheng glanced at Zhu Yijun and thought he was planning some bad idea, she said sternly: "Don't be foolish, listen to Mr. Zhang in everything, if you dare to do something out of the cabinet, I will definitely not forgive you."

Zhu Yijun hurriedly said that he didn't dare, but now the Empress Dowager Cisheng is not like the Empress Dowager Chen, she is a caring person. After looking at Zhu Yijun for a long time, she slowly said, "You are now the emperor, and your brother is still young. Take care."

"Yes, don't worry, Queen Mother."

"You two brothers must live in harmony and have one heart."

"My son understands"

The Empress Dowager Cisheng looked at Zhu Yijun and said seriously: "You must really understand."

Zhu Yijun nodded.He understood what the Empress Dowager Cisheng meant. She wanted to keep King Lu by her side for a few more days, but she was afraid that Zhu Yijun would be unhappy and would become suspicious and not wait to see King Lu, so she asked him to make a promise.

Zhu Yijun sighed, he always thought that the Empress Dowager Cisheng was a very scheming person, but she was a good mother.The harem is full of flowers, but she can be proud of all the concubines, and all the heirs of Emperor Mu Zong are born of her.He should be thankful that the Empress Dowager Chen is pure-hearted and ascetic, and the Empress Dowager Cisheng did not have the idea of ​​listening to politics behind the curtain.

Zhu Yijun is a person with a lot of ideas, and he will live with many different possibilities, and now he is a little worried that the scheming of the Empress Dowager Cisheng will one day retribution on him.

The most brilliant thing the Empress Dowager Cisheng has done since she ascended the throne is to live in the Qianqing Palace with him, which stabilized the Empress Dowager's position.Another thing is to change generals and let Feng Bao become the chief inspector of ceremonies, which is equivalent to the chief steward of the inner court.

Zhu Yijun was also very happy to see Feng Bao become big. He had promised to let Feng Bao be the inner minister in the future and let Feng Bao support him.

*

Seeing that there was nothing to do in the afternoon, Zhu Yijun spared half a day, sneaked out of the palace and went to discuss swords with Yang Bohuashan again.

The imperial capital is bustling and bustling. Walking around and looking around along the way, I bought a lot of things.Now, it would be even more wonderful if he could go shopping with a handsome young man.

As soon as he entered the gate of the mansion, he heard someone calling from behind.

"Uh, Ai, wait for me, stop and walk slowly."

Zhu Yijun heard the shout familiarly, and when he turned his head, he saw Yang Tingbao following up.

After a while, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, "What did you call me?"

Your Highness?Not anymore.emperor?Still on the street.It's still called... what is it called!

Yang Tingbao thought stupidly for a long time but couldn't figure out what to call Zhu Yijun now.

Zhu Yijun said with a smirk as he walked, "Don't think about it, the worst thing is to call Brother Sheng, I will definitely answer you." Pointing to the room in front, he said, "Go together?"

Yang Tingbao shook his head, not knowing whether to call or not to go.

After hesitating for a while, he murmured, "I still won't go, Grandpa is inside. You should scold me if you say something wrong later. I'll wait outside the door."

Zhu Yijun laughed for a while, knowing that Yang Bo always disliked Yang Tingbao's stupid grandson, and scolded him often, and said with a smile: "Look at your talent, I'm afraid that grandpa won't be able to become a general and win battles."

Then said, "Yes. Wait, I will play with you later."

Once the emperor and the courtiers, the new emperor came to the throne, everyone was busy trying to make connections, and their heads were burnt out.Yang Bo sat leisurely on the armchair drinking tea.

"What are you doing again, Bailongyufu, no one cares about you now."

After Zhu Yijun heard this, he didn't answer, knowing what he was talking about, it was nothing more than sarcastic.

Zhu Yijun sat down on the chair unceremoniously, poured a cup of tea, sipped his mouth, and found that the taste was mediocre.

See the memorial on the table, green leather.

"Sir, if you want to impeach someone, let me take a look for you first. Do you want to help you vent your anger?" Zhu Yijun couldn't help laughing when he opened it, "Oh, Grand Master Yang didn't expect that you were also corrupt, and dared to secretly send the memorial to you." Take it home and hide it, do you want to destroy the corpse?"

Yang Bo rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "Have you got the money to drink this?"

He added, "Bark scum."

Zhu Yijun laughed, you know it's the bark, but you still drink it with gusto.Throwing the book aside, he didn't take it seriously. There are many people in the court who don't see each other and impeach him randomly. Maybe there are some people who can't see Yang Bo and practice their hands.

After a while, Zhu Yijun thought of something. With a serious face, he said flatteringly, "The teacher is unparalleled in resourcefulness and wisdom. Is there a way to curb this trend of corruption and bribery?"

At this time in the Ming Dynasty, corruption and bribery were very popular, and there were both literati and military generals.Even the scholar-bureaucrats who claim to be clean are not allowed to stretch out their hands and bow for the five buckets of rice at home.

Yang Bo's eyelids moved slightly, revealing a smile, and said slowly, "There is a law. If there is no other way, let's punish the officials severely."

Zhu Yijun shook his head when he heard the words, obviously there was some deviation between the answer and what he thought in his heart.After thinking for a moment, he opened his mouth with a hint of giving advice.

"One method, heavy salary and humiliation, how about it?"

"Well, it's a good method. But now that the national treasury is empty, the ancients once said that greed is not enough to swallow an elephant, and the time will be beyond control, and there will be no increase."

"The second method, what if the minister directly uses it?"

"It's also a good method. However, it must be known that the direct ministers ignore and insist on their own opinions. They can only be used as remonstrance and should not be used too much."

Zhu Yijun opened his mouth to say more, but found that he was out of ideas. Thinking about Yang Bo admitting that it was a good idea, but he didn't support him, he was a little annoyed and depressed, and lay down on the chair like a dead fish, panting.

Yang Bo looked at it with a smile, shook his head, and said: "The boy is still a little tender, don't think too much, now it's time to cultivate your character and cultivate your heart."

Zhu Yijun ignored it.

He felt that although his method was simple, it was not bad. The salaries of officials in the Ming Dynasty were low, and the literati and bureaucrats liked to pretend to be elephants and talk about ostentation when they had no money.It makes life messy, and you don't need to be corrupt to help people run errands for a little salary, and then find some top-notch people to put in the fattest land, and wink at the blind. Who knows if it will work.

A hint of cunning flashed in Yang Bo's eyes, and he said with a smile, "I'm not your Mr. Zhang. Don't act like this. If you want to know why, just ask your Mr. Zhang."

Hearing the words, Zhu Yijun sat up "scramblingly", and took a closer look at Yang Bo, wanting to see some clues, whether he was playing tricks again.

After a while, he ran out again, this time without even saying thank you and goodbye.

Yang Bo looked at the little emperor's back and shook his head helplessly.

If you can’t figure it out, even your husband can’t help you.

Wenhua Hall

Where there is power, there is struggle!

From the first minister of the cabinet to the first-rank officials, all high-level officials gathered here, Wenhua Hall.

They were all headed by Gao Gong, talking about what happened in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, discussing Li Guifei becoming the empress dowager, discussing the last emperor's edict, but they talked more about eunuchs participating in politics and internal servants decentralizing power.

Since ancient times, non-Hanlin officials have not been included in the cabinet, and the ministers gathered here are all Jinshi and Hanlin backgrounds, and they have a common feature - they have something to do with Gao Gong.Scholar-bureaucrats think highly of themselves, and look down on eunuchs because of the spirit of literati. Now how can a mere servant divide the power of the cabinet.

What's more, Gao Gong, who is narrow-minded and has always been at odds with Feng Bao, is in the high position at the moment.

Zhu Yijun's idea of ​​showing his ambition was cut in half, and he was unwilling to make another plan, and his first battle since he took the throne also came against the wind.

Who are you fighting with, Gao Gong?Feng Bao?Or Zhang Juzheng?

Emperor?Puppet?

高拱

In the Ming Dynasty, schools of thought contended among a hundred schools of thought.

Everyone has ideas, and so does Yang Bo.His belief is meaningless, he studied Taoism and Zhuang Zhou.

The new emperor came to the throne, and the power changed.

At this moment, everyone is in a hurry, the emperor is anxious, the eunuch is anxious, the chief assistant is anxious, the ministers are anxious, and celebrities are also anxious, only Yang Bo is not in a hurry.He saw: The eunuchs are in a hurry, afraid that the scholar-bureaucrats will take the opportunity to seize power.The first assistant is in a hurry, afraid that the eunuch will confuse the middle palace.The minister was in a hurry, afraid of standing in the wrong team.Celebrities are in a hurry and want to stand out and be the boss.The emperor is in a hurry, he is in a hurry to find something to do.

Beijing is an eventful place.For example, the house of Minister of Rites was burned down a few days ago.

At noon, Gao Gong visited the Minister of Dali Temple. Now that he is a top-notch official, he will not be treated preferentially wherever he goes.

"Brother Zixiang, you are easy for me to find. I have been so busy recently that I didn't know that your house caught fire and you were sick in bed. I am ashamed and ashamed. I came to visit today."

Gao Yi was really sick, lying on the bed and struggling to get up, seeing Gao Gong was startled, and she didn't even dare to say it.Knowing that there are a lot of things going on recently, Gao Gong went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and hurriedly said: "Brother Suqing, but there is something important, you might as well talk about it, but now my body... hey..."

He has a good personal relationship with Gao Gong, and he admires his honesty and integrity. He has always been a kind person, and he will never refuse to help when he can.

Gao Gong saw that his face was pale and haggard, and after thinking about it, he said sincerely, "Brother Zixiang, help me!"

He spoke again, his tone filled with righteous indignation, and he said in an extremely unresponsive voice, "Now that the eunuchs are in trouble in the palace and have seized the power of the palm seal, why do you think the imperial concubine is the queen mother, but Feng Bao flatters you. The emperor is still young now, and he will be bewitched by the eunuchs in the future." , except for Feng Bao, the Eight Tigers are chaotic, just around the corner, you and I are both ministers of Tuogu, listed as auxiliary ministers, we should follow the right principles, preserve the righteous law, maintain the government guidelines, put life and death aside, and swear to serve the late emperor. Tomorrow we will gather your strength and the morning court I will definitely win Feng Bao."

When Gao Yi heard this, he always admired Gao Gong and his courage to do things, but he also knew that Gao Gong's character was resolute and Feng Bao was cunning, and he would definitely suffer if he was handed over to him.

"Brother Suqing, I also want to help you, but the court appearance is cumbersome, you know my body, I'm afraid it won't work."

Gao Gong couldn't hide his disappointment when he heard it.

He added, "However, I think one person can help you."

Gao Gong hurriedly said: "Who?"

"Uncle Zhang."

Gao Gong's face paled when he heard the words, he waved his hands, and said: "He has always had a close personal relationship with the eunuchs, and now I am afraid that the collusion has become established. Although I have some friendship with him in the past, now we have different ways and do not conspire with each other."

Gao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Brother Suqing, you can only rest assured, I have a way to make him and you work together again to fight against the enemy."

When Gao Gong heard it, he said happily, "Is what brother Zixiang said true?"

Gao Yi nodded with a pale face.

Gao Gong was overjoyed, and didn't ask what was the solution.He had broken off friendship with Zhang Juzheng for a long time, and there were constant frictions.It would be nice not to stab a knife in the back now, and let him come to help. I'm afraid Gao Yi is holding onto Zhang Juzheng.

He tried to persuade Gao Yi to take care of his health and left. When he returned home, he felt that something was wrong. After much deliberation, he decided to write a memorial to the little emperor to let him know his loyalty and treachery, so that he would not spoil his affairs tomorrow.

The new emperor ascended the throne, and all the congratulatory gifts from the feudal lords have been delivered to the warehouse.

What Zhu Yijun likes most is a dagger presented by King Jing.

A dagger that cuts iron like mud.

The body of the dagger is short and thin, exquisite and small, and the blade is cold, even though there is no blood, it already has a murderous look.The half ring looks like a dagger held backwards, engraved with golden dragon-shaped patterns, decorated with gorgeous jewels, vulgar and graceful.

Zhu Yijun is good at martial arts, he prefers to do it directly, sharpen his gun and sword, rather than sit and meditate to improve his strength.

There were guns in the Ming Dynasty, but they were the earliest fool guns. They were long and big, and it was very troublesome to fill them with gunpowder.

He only knows about the shape and internal structure of modern guns, and he doesn't know anything about them. The people in the Shenji Military and Industrial Department have studied them for decades, but they are still fools to grab them.

Since he got this dagger, he asked the guards around him to teach him how to use it.Maybe it's because of some martial arts foundation, but in just a few days, he looks good.

Holding the dagger in his right hand, Zhu Yijun stabbed viciously to the left and right with his palm facing upwards, then his speed gradually slowed down and he stopped.

As soon as Liang Yong entered the hall, he hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, Lord Shoufu is here."

Zhu Yijun was still posing, but when he said these words, his whole body became agitated, and he threw the dagger at Liang Yong in a hurry.He hurriedly straightened his clothes, looked tidy, took out a notebook from his sleeve, and walked around pretending to look at it.

Liang Yongyi wanted to retreat when he saw the bladed knife hitting his body.Hearing the sound of footsteps outside the hall again, he was afraid that it would be too late, so he hurriedly kicked him into his arms.

When Zhu Yijun saw it, he quietly gave him a thumbs up, which is really amazing.

Liang Yong secretly exhaled, but luckily he didn't stab it.

Gao Gong saluted, and said slowly, "The emperor is watching." He was asking, but looked down at Zhu Yijun.

Zhu Yijun replied from the bottom of his heart, 'It's none of your business, when will your eyes stop looking at the ceiling'.

He said in his mouth, "It's the memorial to impeach Guangxi's chief envoy for corruption and bribery. Have you read it, sir?"

Gao Gong nodded when he heard the words, obviously he had seen this too, and said sternly: "Your Majesty, what should I do with the embezzler?"

Zhu Yijun also said seriously: "It should be killed!"

At this time, Gao Gong suddenly changed his face, and said solemnly: "Then kill!"

He has a tough and upright appearance, and he changes his face when he says he will. Now he is resolute and stern, with a black face and a murderous look.

Zhu Yijun was taken aback for a moment, almost being bluffed by him.

"Your Majesty has learned well, and this minister also has a memorial, why don't you take a look at it, Your Majesty."

Gao Gong slowed down, and opened his mouth expressionlessly.After finishing speaking, he bowed and handed Zhu Yijun a brochure.

On the light yellow silk cover, "Chen Wushishu" is written respectfully.Zhu Yijun glanced at the first line, his heart was awe-inspiring, and he wrote thousands of words, expressing everything in the words. Anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that he wanted to deprive the right of the Supervisor of Ceremonies and leave no room for Feng Baoqian to govern.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, the content is sharp and straightforward, and it is really a high-arch style.

Zhu Yijun read it twice to understand what it meant, his heart turned a thousand times, and he closed the memorial calmly.

"What do you mean, sir?"

Gao Gong sighed and said, "Does the emperor understand?"

Zhu Yijun nodded.

For a moment, Gao Gong's eyes sharpened, he stared at the little emperor, and said forcefully: "I don't want the emperor to understand now, and tomorrow he will not understand anything."

He was still as arrogant as ever, and his tone was blunt like an order.

Zhu Yijun was startled, arched high...the corners of his eyes were raised, and a flash of emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Yuanyun listens to Mr.

He answered vaguely, Gao Gong was not familiar with Zhu Yijun, so he didn't know his cunning sophistry.

As soon as he said this, he saluted and retired in satisfaction, and went back to organize his troops and prepare to attack the bunker.

Zhu Yijun tilted his mouth, weighed the folder in his hand, his eyes flickered.I feel that Gao Gong's writing is not very good, the body is solid, square, and has no aesthetic feeling at all, not as elegant and handsome as his.

Gao Gong and Feng Bao met each other, how could it be so fast.Zhu Yijun had a premonition that Gao Gong would die in this battle, because there was Zhang Juzheng who was eyeing him, and the final victory was his.

Zhu Yijun had an unattractive idea in his mind, and when he first came up with the idea, he felt it was absurd and quickly overturned it.

In the end, it was brooding, and my heart was blocked.

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Zhu Yijun was confused by the authorities, and he had to rely on this peerless think tank, Yang Bo, in the end.

He wanted to ask Zhang Juzheng for help, but he didn't know what role Zhang Juzheng was playing in it, and he didn't want to ask rashly, but made a joke and made the situation worse.

Zhu Yijun led his people to the gate of the mansion on West Street, only then did he realize that Yang Bonian was homesick and went back to Shanxi on leave this morning, taking Yang Tingbao with him.

Zhu Yijun immediately knew that Yang Bo probably already knew, but he didn't say anything, and now he hid far away, letting him figure out a way.

In a short while, he greeted Yang Bo's eighteen generations of ancestors, and he was also the number one counselor.The chain is always lost at the critical moment, don't say it, just think about it.

Zhu Yijun was cursing and cursing in his heart as he walked, but he also understood what his husband meant.It is impossible for a person to rely on others for a lifetime, let alone the emperor.Yang Bo believers never follow suit, that would be lack of assertion.He is allowed to soar, the sea and the sky are open, and his imagination is free.Abbreviation, stocking.

He gave great hints, and let the little emperor think about the rest.

Gao Gong is still Feng Bao.

Feng Bao.

Zhu Yijun couldn't find anyone and planned to return to the palace.Unexpectedly, he was attracted by the scene on the side of the road. The man was dressed neatly, sitting on a small stool, eating meat, and started eating with a big bowl in his hand. He drank three bowls at a time. Depends on hunger.

This small stall was very popular and was full of people, so he sat down with his robe lifted up.

"Friend, I don't mind sharing a table with you." He said again, "Boss, just this little brother, give me a copy too."

The man let out a long breath, wiped his sweat and said, "Sit casually, I feel lonely eating alone."

Zhu Yijun found it interesting when he heard this.It's even better at first glance, bright eyebrows, bright eyes, very handsome, with a charming heroism between the eyebrows, really good looks.

Zhu Yijun was weird in his heart, but at first glance he looked familiar.

At this time, the boss had already brought the food to the table.

Pure white soybean juice that exudes heat.

good smell!

Zhu Yijun moved his index finger and drank half of the bowl in one gulp, his eyes lit up immediately, and he praised: "It's really good, rich in mellowness, sweet and delicious, the owner of this shop is a good crafter."

Hearing this, the man smiled and said, "Haha, I've been all over the alleys and streets in the capital, and this one's bean juice is the most delicious in the entire capital."

"My friend, I see that you have a kind face. Have we met? This is Li Yi, a native of the capital."

Hearing this, the man poured another bowl of bean juice, drank it all in one gulp, and said, "It's my first time in the capital, so I don't have much impression."

He said again: "My name is Lu Di, a prodigal son of unknown origin, and now his home is everywhere."

It was the first time Zhu Yijun saw a person from the Jianghu, his eyes lit up, and he felt how arrogant this person was.

"Brother Lu" boasted again, "Good name."

"Yours isn't bad either."

Zhu Yijun readily nodded and accepted, the name is of course good, my dad thought about it for a long time.

After a while, Lu Di was full, stood up casually, and stretched lazily.

Zhu Yijun also wanted to do this, and he did. He sighed: "If I hadn't seen Brother Lu eating happily from afar, I would not have known that there is such a restaurant in Beijing."

When Lu Di heard this, he was also very proud. He smiled heartily and said, "Boss, did you hear me? I've become a living sign. Shouldn't you treat me to a good meal?"

The boss said to Lu Di with a smile: "Even if Lu boy invites ten guests, it's still not worth eating as much as you alone."

The boss seems to have a good relationship with Lu Di, and he can chat a little while he's busy.

Lu Di narrowed his eyes and smiled confidently: "If you treat me to a meal, I will