, the court couldn't make a big move, but the siblings infiltrated into the rivers and lakes.

In his opinion, Zhu Ting is a talented and interesting person, but there are many skilled craftsmen in the world, and there is no shortage of such people in the palace. For some reason, the emperor was able to hand over the jade pendant bestowed by the former emperor.

Even though he was curious in every possible way, Hua Yulou would not rush to ask if the emperor didn't say anything. Sometimes knowing more is not a good thing.

Zhu Yijun was in a good mood. It was a surprise to meet Zhu Ting. He didn't want to go to Zhu Ting so early. Although Zhu Ting is a bit famous now, he is not as famous as he was ten years later.The tin bird that flies in the sky, and a cabinet that can automatically wash dishes are all things he will make in the future.

How far the far west has developed is already on par with ours.Today, the national power of Ming Dynasty is not enough to allow the navy to go to sea, but one day, the army of Ming Dynasty will once again ride the wind and waves on this vast sea. Regardless of whether it is import or export, Zhu Ting's creativity and imagination will be indispensable to Zhu Yijun s things.

When Zhu Yijun was still happy to add another skilled fighter to his ambitious hegemony, a man in red casual clothes with an embroidered spring knife on his waist was walking quickly in this direction.

This person looks majestic, upright and awe-inspiring, with a handsome and firm face, but there is a trace of anxiety between his brows.

The crowd was crowded, but he was able to walk like flying, dodging the crowd one by one.

Zhu Yijun saw the person who came, it was Zhu Xixiao, the commander of Jinyiwei.

Huayulou saw Zhu Xixiao from a long distance away, and saw that he was in a hurry, with a strange expression on his face, and he was able to work for the leader of Jin Yiwei to come out to look for him in person, fearing that something serious would happen.

Sure enough, Hubu Shangshu Wang Guoguang was beaten.

Also, Li Gao fought with the guards of the storage warehouse and killed the ambassador of the storage warehouse.

Zhu Yijun's heart skipped a beat when he heard the news.

He wished to bring Li Gao out to see where he got the 'Shangfang Sword', even the imperial court ordered him to kill him, and he wanted to make an example to others who would dare to make trouble.

Wang Guoguang was a first-rank member of the dynasty, and he was the one who came up with the idea of ​​folding the seal. Now he would be beaten when he walked on the street, and Zhang Juzheng even hid at home when he heard the news.

Zhu Yijun thought that those officials and soldiers probably wanted to beat him up too.

Li Gao panicked when he accidentally killed someone, and hid in Beizhen Fusi when something happened.Due to his status as 'National Uncle', no one dared to drive him out.

By the time Zhu Yijun returned to the palace, important officials from various yamen had already passed in and out of the cabinet.

The fighting in the storage warehouse resulted in a murder case, which can be regarded as a major event that shocked the government and the public.It took only two hours for the incident to spread throughout the capital.Nine out of ten Beijing officials have opinions on the matter of the pepper sumu discount, but they are afraid of Zhu Yijun's order and Zhang Juzheng's power, and dare not speak out.

Li Gao's status is unusual, and they couldn't wish for him to provoke trouble.

The current Beijing official.Be cautious and gloat.Those who are a little tricky will use the topic to play around and fan the flames.They naturally thought of Uncle Wu Qing from Li Gao, and from Uncle Wu Qing on Empress Dowager Li.

Zhu Yijun asked Hua Yulou to check on Wang Guoguang's situation. He was smashed in the head by an officer of the capital camp and bled a lot.

He also asked Liang Yong to find Zhang Juzheng and Yang Bo. It was Yang Bo's job to make troubles for officers.

Mother and child

The Empress Dowager Cisheng was indeed frightened, and she kept emphasizing that someone was going to harm her, and Zhu Yijun was asked to catch the mastermind. After he was relieved, he relaxed and went to bed early.

Zhu Yijun was not in such a good mood, the Forbidden City was his territory, and the Qianqing Palace was his den.Now someone can walk around on his territory without his permission, and even break into the place where he sleeps. This person is still an assassin, which Zhu Yijun cannot tolerate.

In the bedroom of the Qianqing Palace, bright candle lamps have been lit, and the flames dance and dance, adding a touch of warmth to this exquisitely laid out, gorgeous and elegant inner hall. Ambergris is burning in the furnace, and the fragrance is overflowing, calming the nerves sleep aid.

All the servants and servants who usually stood in the hall had retreated, only Liang Yong was still standing aside.

Zhu Yijun was wearing bright yellow pajamas, sitting on a soft couch.

"Tell me, what's going on today."

Liang Yong took a peek at the emperor, not knowing whether His Majesty is in a good mood or not, if this fire burns on me, it will be very bad.

"If you go back to the emperor, the servant girl is not very clear about the specific situation, but the servant girl heard from the little eunuch of the Qianqing Palace that the assassin went all the way to the side hall, and I didn't want to meet the queen mother on the way, and was caught by the guards just after he started. I was arrested, but there was no resistance."

Zhu Yijun's eyebrows gathered slightly, thoughtful.Liang Yong's words were very vague and had a lot of loopholes.

Why did the assassin go to the side hall? Could it be that a queen mother is more valuable than an emperor.Is it a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement to meet my mother's queen?The most important thing is that most of the assassins are desperadoes, how could they be arrested willingly without seeing any action.

He can only say that if this is a conspiracy, it is also a big conspiracy

"The guards caught him, how did that person get into Dongchang's hands?"

Liang Yong lowered his head, "The Empress Dowager ordered it."

Oh, Zhu Yijun squinted his eyes, lay on the bed and yawned lazily, and said lightly, "Feng Bao is here?"

"not in"

After Liang Yong finished speaking, seeing that the emperor had closed his eyes and was breathing calmly, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, stepped forward and lowered the bed curtain, covered him tightly, and retreated lightly.

The thick bed curtain covered the entire dragon couch, as well as the slender figure on the bed.

Zhu Xixiao is ashamed of his dereliction of duty and will definitely take action. No matter how the Ministry of Criminal Justice's trial is, he will definitely find out tomorrow.

Thinking of this, he fell asleep in a daze.

Hua Gai Dian

Wu Tongchun was very distressed. As the minister of punishment, he was a third-rank official.The level is neither high nor low, and there is nothing to worry about when the sky is falling and there are tall ones standing against it.

However, yesterday the Ministry of Punishment entered the Yamen.

This person's name is Minister Wang, he is a deserter, or Qi Jiguang, a deserter under Qi Zongbing, oh, this is amazing.

What's even more remarkable is that it was none other than the former chief minister, Gao Gong, who made him enter the palace to assassinate.

This Minister Wang recruited, but within half a day.The frontier soldier didn't want to be a spineless bastard, so he was scared when he said he wanted to fight, and he said it all.It was Gao Gong who ordered him to do this, and Meng Chong and Chen Hong were his counterparts who brought him into the palace.Every word he said was reasonable, how did he come in, when, and why did he do it, Wu Tongchun was taken aback for a while.

When he heard the result, cold sweat broke out down his back, and he found that he seemed to be involved in a terrible conspiracy.He hurriedly told his immediate superior, Shangshu Wang Shizhen of the Ministry of Punishment.

Unlike Wu Tongchun who is timid and afraid of getting into trouble, Wang Shizhen is a remarkable person.He has scolded many people in his life, Zhang Juzheng is his favorite.

Sometimes scolding lasts for a month, and the memorials are handed out one by one. Recently, Zhang Ju is tossing those barbarians, and he has nothing to do to make him open his mouth, so he feels a little lonely.

Unexpectedly, a Minister Wang was sent to him at this time.Wang Shizhen is so smart, he has scolded both Yan Song and Zhang Juzheng, they are all first-class savages, but he can still be active in the court, holding the first-rank Hualing.

This confession, I am afraid that even a fool can see that there is something wrong.

But he still had to hand it in, and he had to hand it in at the court meeting.Why?Isn't Qi Jiguang someone from Zhang Juzheng?Isn't Gao Gong your deadly enemy?I said it's not impossible for you to frame him.

When the results of the interrogation came out, the courtiers looked at Zhang Juzheng very delicately when they knew that it was the person who ran away from Qi Jiguang. The ministers who used to quarrel for a day over trivial matters had an unprecedentedly fierce response and formed an unprecedented unanimity. Viewpoint - framed.

Zhu Yijun is not in a good mood every morning, because he always looks like a vegetable market.The Ming Dynasty was a very miraculous dynasty, both academicians and military officials were very active, and they could argue for a long time about something as big as a fart.

The Ministry of Criminal Justice came up with this garbage-like confession in one night. If you don't go back and start the trial again, you dare to show this thing to me, which is extremely ridiculous.

Wang Shizhen is not a good person either. He is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and he thinks that the water in this pool is not muddy, so he wants to pull Zhang Juzheng into the water.

Zhu Yijun disliked these courtiers in every possible way, and degraded them to nothing in his heart.

Zhang Juzheng's rank is much higher, and he looks at all this as a joke.Although Qi Jiguang was a little dissatisfied when the matter was involved, it was still a trivial matter, and it was just a trick of a group of clowns.It was even more impossible for Wang Shizhen to splash dirty water on him, because he really didn't have anything to do with it.

Zhang Juzheng is very busy, very busy.Recently, several places refused to accept his whipping method and caused chaos again. Qi Jiguang, the most capable man, was sent by him to guard Liaodong.There are also some problems with the feedback of the examination method recently. The thorns in the court have not been cleared, so he has no spare time to do this.

Wang Shizhen's trick really made Zhang Juzheng a mess, and many people in the next court hinted that Zhang Juzheng is almost finished, and everyone has been driven back to his hometown by you, what else do you want, don't make things big, it will not end well at that time up.

Who is Zhang Juzheng, he will care about this.

Why don't you doubt Gao Gong?Come on, even Gao Gong's character ghost can see that there is no play.Zhang Juzheng is different, he has too many political enemies, he is too fierce and tough.Not to mention the deep scheming, the methods are extremely insidious.Civil officials in the Ming Dynasty had a common problem. They all liked to pick hard bones to chew on.

But some people don't think so.

Zhu Yijun didn't sit in a chariot today and walked back to Qianqing Palace. He watched the sunlight cast a little halo on the branches. Most of the leaves had turned yellow, and some of them fell to the ground slowly. He was fascinated.

He walked casually, but the thoughts in his heart were endless. This was a very simple matter, but he didn't expect it to be so magnified.This is a conspiracy, Zhu Yijun is very clear about his original intention.This majestic and magnificent palace is very empty and boring, and everything is dull.

It was rare for Zhu Yijun to be sentimental, but he didn't keep his emotions for long, and the Empress Dowager Cisheng sent someone to look for him.

Can't escape.Zhu Yijun has a headache, the last person he wants to see now is the Empress Dowager Cisheng.

When Zhu Yijun stepped into the palace gate, he saw a screen with a picture of spring farming embroidered on it. Not only did he know that it was embroidered by the Empress Dowager Cisheng, but he also knew that Zhang Juzheng liked it very much.

The interior of the house is still as simple and warm as ever. The Empress Dowager Cisheng is still beautiful, with dignified attire, wearing a pair of phoenix walkers on her head, and holding Bodhi Buddha beads, but she is sitting on the couch with an ugly face.

Zhu Yijun looked up and saw Lu Dynasty winking, his heart softened.

Unexpectedly, there are so many people here today, even Feng Bao is here.

Zhu Yijun saluted, but the Empress Dowager Cisheng didn't seem to hear or scream, so she let him bend like this.

King Lu couldn't see it, so he reminded Empress Dowager Cisheng to let go.

"The Ai family didn't let the emperor get up just now, is the emperor complaining about the Ai family?"

The Empress Dowager Cisheng picked up the bead string in her hand, and looked at Zhu Yijun's faint opening.

"I dare not"

"Although you say you don't dare, you still think about Aijia in your heart. You just don't pay attention to my queen mother."

Although there was no anger on the Empress Dowager Cisheng's face, Feng Bao knew that the Empress Dowager was angry.

"Why would the queen mother think so, the world is filial, the son of heaven has a mother, how could the emperor disobey the queen mother."

Although King Lu liked to watch Zhu Yijun's excitement on weekdays, it would be disrespectful if this word got out, so he quickly opened his mouth to excuse him.

"If he really wants to be filial to me, why hasn't Gao Gong been arrested and punished?"

Empress Dowager Cisheng said to King Lu, staring straight at Zhu Yijun.She comes from a humble background, and she is a blessed woman who can sit from a businesswoman to a queen mother of a country. It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but it is difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.Once you get used to enjoying it, you don't want to lose it. It is the nature of a businessman to be greedy for life and afraid of death.

However, the reason why Gao Gong must die is not all because she is afraid of death.

"Mother, this case has not been clarified yet, there is no evidence at all, and it cannot be easily determined that it was Elder Gao Ge."

The Empress Dowager Cisheng was very annoyed seeing his tepid appearance, but Zhu Yijun's disobedience made her even more concerned.

"The assassin has already confessed, Gao Gong did it, what is unclear, Aijia is a woman in the deep palace, and has no enemies, who will assassinate Aijia except Gao Gong." The Empress Dowager Cisheng said in a very sharp tone at the end .

"How can the mother convict Gao Ge based on his one-sided words? Gao Gong's two generations of important ministers, he is a man who even trusts his father, how can he do such a thing, the mother must not listen to the sidelines."

Zhu Yijun looked up at the Empress Dowager Cisheng, her cold words and sharp eyes, the gentle and graceful Concubine Li Gui in his memory hadn't appeared for a long time, now what the Empress Dowager Cisheng cares about the most, and who will she care about the most.

"Are you blaming Aijia? If he is credible, who is not? Zhang Juzheng? Feng Bao, do you think Zhang Juzheng sent people to assassinate Aijia?"

Pa, the Empress Dowager Cisheng slapped the string of beads on the table, it was her favorite thing on weekdays.But at this moment, she was looking at Zhu Yijun, her favorite son in the past, with furious eyebrows.The words were said so urgently and quickly that the voice sounded harsh.

"I don't know, this old slave, but it was Lord Wang Shizhen who said that Mr. Zhang framed Gao Gong to frame you, the Empress Dowager."

Feng Bao lowered his head, he seemed to have known the Empress Dowager would ask questions, and he answered them cleverly.They didn't say that Gao Gong did it, nor did they say that the assassin belonged to Zhang Juzheng, so Dangdang mentioned it as a frame.

The Empress Dowager Cisheng was dissatisfied with this answer, she frowned and said, "Wang Shizhen? Aijia heard that the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty said that Mr. Zhang asked someone to assassinate Aijia. Does the emperor also think it is Mr. Zhang?"

Zhu Yijun lowered his expression and said calmly, "The teacher respects the queen mother the most, so why would he assassinate the queen mother?"

The Empress Dowager Cisheng felt a little less angry when she heard the words, she pursed her lips, "Of course he won't do it."

"You believe in Mr. Zhang, but Manchu civil and military officials don't. The Ai family also knows that you are difficult to deal with, so let's take down Gao Gong."

She suddenly spoke softly, not seeing the stern voice just now, but her tone was unquestionable.

Zhu Yijun sighed in his heart, usually he would be happy if the Empress Dowager Cisheng was like this, but now he is not so interested.He simply said, 'I have my own conclusions on this matter, and the queen mother does not need to worry too much. There are still government affairs in the Qianqing palace that have not been dealt with, so please forgive me and leave first. '

He saluted and was about to leave, and said to Feng Bao, if there is nothing wrong with my big companion, let's go with me.

The Empress Dowager Cisheng was stunned, she didn't expect Zhu Yijun to leave so simply, if in the past his son would stay with her, and finally agreed to her.

"This is the good son of the Ai family, and now he is starting to disgrace the Ai family. Will he still put the Ai family in limbo in the future. The Ai family..."

The Empress Dowager Cisheng was crying, and King Lu carefully consoled her.

Although she shouted her eyes, she looked at the figure that never stayed outside, following him away.My heart sank slowly.

If her son would come back in the past, it would be wrong to give her this empress.

Thinking about this, the Empress Dowager Cisheng was shocked, she suddenly found that his son was no longer the childish child who obeyed her every word.That figure was slender and tall, with an unusually handsome face. It was unknown when his son had already become an emperor who was able to act alone and act decisively.

She was flustered, and she didn't have any joy of "my family has a child who has just grown up".

She vaguely heard Feng Bao tell her last time that the emperor has grown up, and some things can be decided by herself, and now there is no need for the empress to worry.

What did she think at that time, Aijia was his mother, even when he grew up, I was still his mother, and the son wanted to obey his mother, but she forgot that his son was still the emperor.

Lu Wang looked at the queen mother in a daze, a trace of sarcasm flashed across his eyes, he stepped forward to support the queen mother, and said softly, "Mother, don't be sad, the emperor's brother is just like this for a while, and he will come to the mother after a while, please Mother forgives me."

The Empress Dowager Cisheng looked back at her youngest son and murmured, "Yes, yes."

"The queen mother really doesn't like Gao Gong, the emperor couldn't bear to do it, so the son sent someone to kill him."

Lu Wang raised his head, his eyes were clear, Tong Yan Wuji seemed to be really like Tao's mother and said happily.

The Empress Dowager Cisheng looked at him, he was also at the same age, she seemed to see the delicate and lovely boy back then, and he was also pleasing her in the same way.

Good son, my good son. "If your brother can listen to the Ai family like this, why should the Ai family worry about everything?"

The Empress Dowager Cisheng rubbed him, her expression was complicated, but she said lightly.

"Son is the most obedient mother."

Lu Wang spoke briskly, his eyes were flat, his lips curled up happily, revealing a pair of lovely dimples.

Zhu Yijun has a bad temper.

He will be angry.But Zhang Juzheng said that when the emperor was angry, he laid down millions of corpses.He can't be angry.

He will be impetuous.But Zhang Juzheng said, saving time is useless, nothing is true, and if the law does not exist, the world will be in chaos.He can't be impetuous.

He will be sad.But Zhang Juzheng said that the emperor has no worries about the people, and the emperor is worried about Kyushu.He can't worry.

So he has a good temper.

He can bear the vexatious and innocuous demands of the Empress Dowager Cisheng.But if it endangered his world and his kingdom, he didn't want to buy it. It was expected to push away the Cisheng Empress Dowager, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

And Zhu Yijun's further retreat also hurt a mother's heart, so that...

Feng Bao

Autumn flowers are bleak, autumn grass is yellow, frost leaves are red in February flowers.

In the golden autumn season, the flowers withered and the greenness of the trees faded, but the warm air carried a strong fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Different from the blooming flowers in summer, the autumn sun and golden phoenix in the imperial garden in autumn make people feel refreshed and happy.

Zhu Yijun strolled leisurely on the stone road, Feng Bao followed closely behind.However, Liang Yong led the maids and servants at a distance.

He didn't speak, neither did Feng Bao.One after the other, it seems that they are really just walking around.

Not far away is the Chengrui Pavilion. There is a willow tree beside the pavilion, which is not as emerald green as before. Now the branches are covered with dark green leaves. The branches hang down. When the autumn wind hits, the willow leaves flutter with the wind, swaying gracefully, Like a graceful girl, as gentle as water.

Zhu Yijun stopped, pointed to the front, and said with a smile, "Dear companion, do you still remember this willow tree?"

Feng Bao raised his eyes, pursed his lips, and said with nostalgia, "How can this old slave forget? I still remember that time when the emperor heard the stories in the market and clamored for this old slave to take you to pull the willow tree. At that time, the emperor was so naughty. Well, this old servant has nothing to do, it was Mr. Zhang who came forward to calm you down."

This happened when Emperor Mu Zong had not yet died and Zhu Yijun was still the little prince.

At that time, Zhu Yijun pestered Feng Bao every day, asking him to find something to play with, but Feng Bao would not dare to give it to him. It is a serious crime to spoil the crown prince and lose his mind by playing with things.I have no choice but to talk about some short passages in the market. One section is "Water Margin", where Lu Zhishen pulls out the weeping willow.It is said that there are people with high martial arts skills in the East Factory, and it is easy to pull up a willow tree. Zhu Yijun was curious and asked Feng Bao to find someone to pull up a willow tree.

He thought very lightly, he just wanted to pull it out and then plant it back. At that time, Feng Bao was only a celebrity beside Li Guifei, and he was not the eunuch in charge of the chief of ceremonies. How could he have the courage to pull up the tree in the imperial garden? It was Zhang Juzheng who heard about it This matter felt absurd, and Zhu Yijun was punished to give up thinking about it.

Feng Bao didn't say that although the matter was settled in a hurry, he was still beaten by Emperor Mu Zong for peeking at idle books for the prince.

Recalling the past, Zhu Yijun was also very funny, and shook his head, "At that time, I was terrified of Yuanfu, and if I was sloppy, I would reprimand Moshu."

Feng Bao stood respectfully behind him, with his head bowed and his face full of cruising, as if he and Zhu Yijun had fallen into memories together.

"Only Mr. Zhang can discipline the emperor." Feng Bao sighed.

"I'm also afraid of my companion."

Zhu Yijun turned his back and spoke calmly.

Hearing this, Feng Bao lowered his eyelids and said softly, "Your Majesty has grown up." He is no longer afraid of the old slave.

A group of people stopped here, there are no flowers here, it is not a good view.They stopped here for a while.

After a while, Feng Bao thought that the emperor was not going to speak anymore, but he didn't want the cold voice to sound again.

"It's been a long time since I've heard my big companion tell a story, and I'm rarely free today, so I'll tell me an interesting one."

When Feng Bao heard this, his eyes darkened, he wondered what the emperor wanted to do when he treated me like this.

Although he had doubts in his heart, he still opened his mouth to answer.

"I'm not afraid that the emperor will laugh, but this old slave has something to lose face. You might as well tell the emperor and make him smile." Feng Bao smiled kindly and said kindly.

"The old slave is an eunuch and has no children and grandchildren. Fortunately, there are a group of disciples and grandchildren, which can be regarded as filial to the elders of the old slave. Knowing that the old slave likes flowers and plants, he sent two pots of peonies from Luoyang. The old slave asked them, is it 'Yao Is Huang 'pretty' or 'Wei Zi' better? I don't want anyone with good eyesight to be able to tell for a long time. The old slave likes this 'Wei Zi'. The branches are not messy, the flowers are not profuse, the leaves are not noisy, and the momentum is not fading. I asked a lot of people and they said it looks good."

Feng Bao paused when he said this, and continued with a smile.

"I thought that Mr. Zhang would like it too, so I sent the pot rashly, but I didn't think that Mr. Zhang is an elegant person. Flowers should be looked down upon, and people should be elegant. I really don't like such gorgeous flowers as 'Wei Zi'. It was returned. Although I lost face, I also know that I have returned to Mr. Zhang. The old slave is a layman, and ordinary people want to see the vulgar, and the flowers look at the excitement."

After Feng Bao finished speaking, he closed his mouth and stood aside with his head down. The scene froze for a moment.

After a while, Zhu Yijun smiled. He didn't say the story was good or bad. He flicked the gold thread on his sleeve and said slowly, "I don't know that the teacher doesn't like 'Wei Zi'. I don't know I don't like these flowers, the branches are too noisy, I prefer the quiet ones, and the quiet ones can taste better."

Feng Bao was stunned, a little dazed, his heart was slightly cold, the palace servants stood behind without daring to breathe, it was Liang Yong who reminded him, and he was relieved, it turned out that the emperor started walking again at some point.

Feng Bao knew that the emperor understood what he meant, and he was sure that the emperor would not do anything to him if he could say such a thing so unscrupulously.At first he was the inner minister, Zhang Ju was the outer minister, and the entire Ming Dynasty was in his hands.But the emperor will grow up, he can't be a child forever, Feng Bao is not Zhang Juzheng, he can't stand in the court, and he doesn't have Zhang Juzheng's talent for governing the world.He is an eunuch, a servant who can be replaced by anyone.

He couldn't wait for that time, he had to take advantage of the current power fall and cut off the emperor's way.

Because he knew that if the emperor came to power, Zhang Juzheng would be the first to be tolerated, and Feng Bao would be the second.

Zhang Juzheng is not afraid of death, but it does not mean that Feng Bao is also not afraid of death.

In front is the main hall of Qianqing Palace, Feng Bao is about to leave.hear,

"I'm very worried about those guys from the Ministry of Criminal Justice. This case is still being tried by my companion. I trust my companion the most, and I believe that my companion will give a good result."

Feng Bao nodded.I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

"This case is very involved, so let Zhu Xixiao try it with you."

After Zhu Yijun finished speaking with a smile, seeing Feng Bao's appearance of "being loyal to His Majesty, seeing death as home", he turned around, turned cold, and walked into the Qianqing Palace.

*

As soon as Zhu Yijun entered the hall, he could smell the fragrance of tea.

The man was dressed in blue regular clothes, and his movements were smooth and flowing. He was brewing fragrant tea in front of the desk, and it had been a while since the fire was ready.

He took the wet handkerchief from the palace maid and wiped his hands, then walked to the soft couch in front of the case and sat down.

The man got up and saluted.

The "sitting" finger points to the other side of the couch.

The man was also not polite to the emperor, saying that he would just sit down.

Zhu Yijun saw that his arrangement was almost done, picked up the purple gold glazed porcelain cup, and found that the temperature was just right, smelling the fragrance, and taking a sip, it was even more mellow and refreshing.

He sighed, "Yulou's craftsmanship is really getting better and better, almost catching up with the masters in the palace."

"Weichen's skill is average. However, the seventh brother in Weichen's family is very good at making tea, especially scented tea, which has endless aftertaste."

The building is full of flowers. "Then I want to taste it, it's really as good as you said." Picking up the porcelain cup and drank it, he said, "Why did you come to the Qing Palace?"

Hua Yulou smiled slightly, the soft waves in his eyes were like the spring water in the south of the Yangtze River, he deliberately lowered his voice and approached it with a charming voice, "I know that the emperor needs humble ministers."

Pick up the teapot and refill him a cup.

Zhu Yijun squinted his eyes, looked up and down at the approaching handsome face, finally pursed his lips, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that the appearance is too ordinary, otherwise I will consider it."

Hua Yulou is good, but he is too fond of electric discharges to seduce people, so he doesn't mind playing along.

"Haven't taken it out yet."

Hua Yulou shrugged in frustration, took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, and handed it to him.

Then, he opened his mouth and said, "The assassin is a deserter under Qi Zongbing as the Ministry of Punishment has investigated. The Jin Yiwei at the south gate once saw the guards in the palace bringing him into the palace. As for the guards..."

"died"

Hua Yulou nodded, and said again, "However, some people have seen people from Dongchang go to the Yamen of the Ministry of Punishment."

"Is it Ma Tang?"

Hua Yulou nodded again.

Zhu Yijun exhaled and crushed the paper in his hand. Since he already knew the answer, it was useless.

I didn't expect it was really him.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Hua Yulou smiled unkindly, "What is the emperor planning to do? The mastermind is easy to investigate, but not easy to catch. That person will not let it go."

As soon as he saw that Zhu Yijun was in a bad mood, he knew that it might be the Empress Dowager Cisheng who was making a big fuss.

The slender and fair fingers twirled along the rim of the cup, and did not refute Hua Yulou's words.It still depends on him now.

"Then I will trouble Mrs. Hua to visit Mrs. Lu."

When Hua Yulou heard this, he thought about it for a moment. He was so smart, so why didn't he understand the truth of "the person who untied the bell must tie the bell".

Lu Tiaoyang is a cabinet minister, a first-rank official, he is upright and unbiased, and he does not follow the ups and downs. It is best for him to mediate this matter.However, he had a better candidate in mind.

"The emperor thinks, how is it compared to Lu Taifu's Minister of War, Yang Bo, Lord Yang?"

Zhu Yijun raised his eyebrows. It's not that he hadn't considered Yang Bo, but he couldn't be more suitable than Lu Tiaoyang.Because Zhang Juzheng respects him very much.However, Zhu Yijun also knew his character, that is, the kind of person who sweeps the door by himself and will not reach out to anyone who is unlucky.It's not easy for him to find out with his conscience.

Zhu Yijun looked at him suspiciously.

Hua Yulou is confident, with a calm face and a little smile on his face.

Since he opened his mouth, he must have made up his mind.

"Your Majesty, let's look at the means of the humble minister, but if it is successful or not, the Emperor needs to write a few words."

Zhu Yijun walked up to the desk, asked him what to write, and picked up a pen to write it down, with powerful handwriting and elegant charm.

Putting it in Hua Yulou's arms, she sat down for a while, then left.

Teenagers don't know what it's like to be sad, and fall in love with upper floors.Now that I know all the sorrow, I want to say it.I want to say goodbye, but I say it's a cool autumn.

Zhu Yijun was sitting by the window, and when he looked up, he saw a layer of lead-colored clouds low in the blue sky, a ray of sunlight pushed through the clouds, and the scorching sun shone down.

Huayulou went out of the palace gate and went to the Ministry of War Shangshu's mansion. She came to argue with Yang Bo under the pretense of being famous for a long time, and came here to ask for advice.Yang Bo shrewdly played sloppy all the time, pretending to be ignorant with his understanding.That's right, he has nothing to do with Gao Gong, and there's no reason to save him now that he could watch him fall from power.

Hua Yulou was not easy to dismiss either, Yang Bo's reaction was within his expectation and he didn't care.He talked about the affairs of the court for a while, and talked about the place for a while, which made Yang Bo a little confused.When he saw that it was about the same time, he said that he got a couplet of characters today, and asked him to appreciate it.

Yang Bo thought he was carrying some famous brush and ink, and he became interested. After seeing it, he got it, isn't this the emperor's calligraphy?It was still taught by him.

However, if recent events are chaotic, disasters will surely arise.

Yang Bo still didn't understand what the Hua family boy was doing, although he still didn't let go, he was secretly thinking about how to pry Zhang Juzheng, a stubborn rock.

Seeing that things were similar, Hua Yulou didn't want to stay any longer, so she said goodbye and said that she had a good chat with the adults and would come back as a guest next time.

Yang Bo was upset and told him to leave immediately.

Next time, I want to have a next time.

Sure enough, Zhang Juzheng entered the palace in just two days, went to the side hall of Qianqing Palace, and found the Empress Dowager Cisheng.

Zhu Yijun was in front of the case when he got the news. Looking at the latest memorial, it was a student unrest. Zhang Juzheng ordered the closure of academies across the country. There was a lot of trouble in various places. Some organized protests, and some planned to directly surround the government In order to speak, some gave lectures directly on the street, especially in Jiangxi.

Should it be said that Yang Bo really deserves to be Zhang Juzheng's idol?At this time, he can be drawn out and go to Qianqing Palace to do ideological work for the Empress Dowager Cisheng.

Zhu Yijun was holding the booklet in his hand, but his eyes were looking out of the window.At this time, the queen mother should be wearing a gorgeous cage skirt, cooking a table of dishes with her own hands, waiting for Zhang Juzheng.

She should be happy.

This farce, no matter how loud the movement is, it will end hastily.Minister Wang died in the cell, biting Meng Chong and Chen Hong as he died.

Feng Bao was a little unwilling, and only got rid of a few grasshoppers after autumn, but failed to pick off the old fox, but that was the only way to go, and he finally recognized it.

The courtiers were very dissatisfied with this result, Wang Shizhen being the most.

But Zhang Juzheng believed it.

The Queen Mother also believed it.

Even Feng Bao recognized it.What else could they do? It didn't look like a good show, but there was never a shortage of new things in the court, and they were forgotten after a while.

As for what Zhu Yijun thinks, that's unknown.

The moon and stars were scarce, and there was a courtyard in the northern suburbs of the capital. Its owner was not seen on weekdays, but today it was brightly lit. A black shadow flashed across the courtyard and entered one of the rooms.

There was only one person in the room, dressed in neat white clothes, lazily leaning on a chair. He was sitting on Vietnamese rosewood wood, holding a white jade cup, and drinking the good daughter red from Zuixianlou.

His leisurely sipping tea is elegant and pleasing to the eye, but unfortunately there is no second person here to appreciate it.

At this time, the man in black flashed into the room and said something in a low voice. The man frowned slightly, commanded with a blank face, and watched the person retreat.

He smiled lightly, gentle and elegant, but there was an indescribable arrogance between his brows.

chaos

When the midwinter comes, the traces of flowers are gone.

After the Double Ninth Festival, it will be winter in a blink of an eye.

The winter in the north is very cold, the wind is whistling, and there are still traces of snow from last night on the ground.The clouds as thick as cotton batts blocked the faint light of the sun, silver-gray clouds galloped in the sky, and the cold current was rolling, as if another heavy snow was brewing.

There are very few people on the street, everyone is hiding at home and rarely come out for activities.

Even so, Zuixianlou's business is still booming. The restaurant has already lit a stove, and the heating floods every corner. Compared with sitting at home, it is more interesting to gossip here.

Literati, chivalrous men, students, businessmen, and even porters and pawns.

They have their own circles, but they will talk about the interesting things around them loudly to attract the attention of others. When they are wonderful, they praise them again and again, and sometimes everyone sighs.

However, the ladies and chivalrous ladies didn't have time to listen to these elders talking about the mountains, their pretty faces flushed, and their eyes frequently turned to upstairs. After feasting their eyes, they immediately turned away pretending to be reserved, and then turned away after a while.

On the second floor, by the window, this is not the best seat, but it is the quietest place.A jug of wine and a cup of tea are on the table.

Flying snow is deserted, the cold wind is bleak, the man is dressed in light white clothes, spotless, handsome and extraordinary, his eyes are dark and deep, sharp like eagles, but the corners of his mouth are smiling, fading the edge, gentle and elegant, a gentleman like jade.

He raised his glass by the window, drank lightly and slowly, with an indescribable aura of nobility when he raised his hand.

"I'll go back tomorrow," he said lightly.

Hearing the words, the person sitting opposite was not surprised, and smiled instead of answering, "Yes, it will be New Year's Day in a few days."

This was originally a simple exclamation, but it was not understood in Gong Jiu's ears.

There was a war outside, and the king of Yi led his troops away, and he did not return to the palace all the year round.Gong Jiu is also a homeless person, and the days when father and son reunite are few and far between.

What's more, asking Gong Jiu to go home for the Spring Festival, thinking about it, feels wrong in his heart, isn't this intentional to choke others.

Gong Jiu narrowed his eyes, looking at the opposite person with unfriendly eyes.With his personality, if ordinary people talk to him like this, they might not know how he died.

"Don't look at me like that. I can't even find you these days. Hey, you're leaving now."

The man said with regret, picked up the teacup and took a sip, the warm tea poured into his stomach, and his stomach felt warm immediately.

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