After Xu Wenbi heard the emperor's harsh words, he was stunned on the spot and forgot to reply for a moment.
After he came back to his senses, his body trembled unconsciously: "Your Majesty..."
Zhu Yijun blew what he had just written and raised his hand to interrupt Xu Wenbi: "I have already written a memorial to the suburban temple and community to express my gratitude and blame myself."
"When the time comes, you will burn it with your ancestors. Remember to mention that I wrote it myself, so that I can convey my helpless sincerity."
After that, he asked Jiang Keqian to hand over the memorial text to Xu Wenbi.
Xu Wenbi didn't accept the offer, nor did he accept it. He was hesitant.
He lowered his head and said sadly: "Why is Your Majesty like this?"
At first he thought the emperor was trying to persuade him not to covet the position of commander of the Imperial Guard.
He was about to defend himself, saying that he had never had a crush on Jin Yiwei.
Before the words were spoken, I realized that the emperor was actually serious and had even written a memorial letter to his ancestors acknowledging his mistake!
No one would set fire to their own home!
Zhu Yijun looked up at Xu Wenbi and said seriously: "Since I have asked you to be in charge of the Imperial Guard, you should ask me questions after you submit your name."
"Tell me, is this true?"
Xu Wenbi's expression froze, and he calmed down his exaggerated expression.
This was the first time he met the emperor. He didn't expect that the king would speak so directly, which was completely different from what he said in private.
Jiang Keqian on the side looked at this scene, but couldn't help but feel emotional in his heart.
He has been following the emperor since before he ascended the throne.
From his characteristic posturing when summoning his ministers to the present, he is now calm and unhurried.
The changes are really obvious.
Xu Wenbi was silent for a long time, and then he spoke with difficulty: "Your Majesty, I am so incompetent and mediocre that I may not be able to take charge of the Imperial Guard."
Not to mention coveting the job of Jinyiwei, even if it is delivered to your door, it is too hot.
Those who have done well in each position will inevitably be hated by others, and it is common for them to die and lose their family.
Those who have no sense of existence are often regarded as incompetent and disliked by the emperor.
Xu Wenbi's ancestor's background as one of the founding fathers of the country made him understand how rare it is to be rich and idle, so he really didn't want to take over Jin Yiwei's business.
Zhu Yijun moved his wrist, shook his head, and said casually: "Xu Qing, when Duke Cheng Guo first granted the title of three princes, and then took charge of the Jin Yiwei, he couldn't say a few words."
"It wasn't until last year that I allowed them to rest in peace and retire with success."
"Now it's your turn to take over, how can I just let you resign?"
It's okay for civil servants to resign at every turn. Where do nobles and nobles get this right?
There are not many capable people in the royal family. Since you, Xu Wenbi, have some talents, if you don't come to take charge of the Imperial Guard and make a name for yourself, will you be allowed to sit in the Duke's Mansion and play hawks?
You can stop doing it if you want to. What about dreams?
Xu Wenbi was silenced by the emperor and suddenly wanted to rip off the heads of those who had praised the emperor's kindness in the past.
Where is the benevolence in this? He only sees domineering!
It makes no sense at all!
It's just that he was really a little confused as to why he found him.
Xu Wenbi smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty ordered me to take over this class, which really scares me."
How could such a wealthy and idle man be appointed the commander of the Imperial Guard?
Zhu Yijun shook his head: "Because I intend to support you nobles and let you live a decent life."
"Since the reign of Emperor Jiajing, only five princes have survived in the world."
"The traitor has offended my Duke of Wei in Nanjing, and regardless of the Duke of Qian in Yunnan, those in Beijing can only become Ying Ding."
"Now that Duke Chengguo has retired after having achieved great success, and Duke Britain's life is short, if I don't let you take over the position of Imperial Guard, who else can you turn to? I don't have any royal palace to be young."
You can't say that your kid has performed well in history and worked hard at his grave, right?
However, the reason mentioned by Zhu Yijun is indeed sincere.
After hearing this, Xu Wenbi had no choice but to accept his fate. Since the emperor had already mentioned this, there was really no reason to shirk it anymore.
He sighed secretly and bowed slowly: "I am willing to do my best for the sake of the country and Your Majesty."
Zhu Yijun smiled: "My hands were tied before and after I ascended the throne. Zhu Xizhong died as a last resort. The situation will eventually get better and better in the future. Please don't ridicule me."
"It will kill you."
Xu Wenbi is only in his forties this year, so it’s understandable that he doesn’t want to follow in Zhu Xizhong’s footsteps.
But I still have to make it clear that I am not an evil king who sacrifices a minister for just one thing.
Xu Wenbi quickly explained: "I don't dare, I have no such intention."
Zhu Yijun waved his hand and said indifferently: "You are a responsible person, and I have nothing to tell you. When you gain power, you should first restrain your family."
"Go find Zhu Xixiao. I'll walk you through the process after completing the mission."
Xu Wenbi raised his eyes and looked at the emperor for a moment, then a thought suddenly popped into his mind.
I am afraid that the days when I will accompany you like a tiger are about to begin.
Feeling uneasy in my heart, I tried my best to show a grateful look on my face and bowed respectfully.
Then he slowly withdrew.
After Xu Wenbi left, Zhu Yijun leaned back on the chair and murmured: "You said, how come everyone is reluctant when huge power comes to their door?"
At this time, there were only Jiang Keqian's guards in the palace, but he didn't know whether the emperor was talking to him or to himself.
After Jiang Keqian thought for a moment, he said: "That's because they don't know that His Majesty is wise and powerful."
Zhu Yijun looked at Jiang Keqian and said meaningfully: "If I no longer have the title of Lord Yutian after I take charge, I'm afraid you won't speak like this, and you will strangle my neck even if you don't even say it."
After all, Jiang Keqian had served the emperor for a long time and was very familiar with the emperor's character.
After hearing the emperor's sensational words, he did not panic to apologize. Instead, he whispered softly: "Your Majesty, there is no one around at this time. As a relative, I dare to express my condolences to Your Majesty."
"Your Majesty is a little depressed after being affected today."
"Actually, this matter may not be someone secretly plotting against Your Majesty. To say the least, even if someone plots against Your Majesty, there are still people like me, whose wealth and life are tied to Your Majesty. It is precisely because our generation occupies the majority, and they are
Talents can only crawl in darkness."
"His Majesty just mentioned me. Your Majesty must know very well how coldly I will be treated after my descending rank, and how proud I will be when I become your Majesty's closest minister."
"Your Majesty no longer has the title of minister. I have all received the same favor from the emperor. How can I still resent your Majesty?"
"Your Majesty, although it is true that people's hearts are unpredictable, they still have an innocent heart."
The emperor was obviously suspicious today and acted differently than usual.
Whether it was meeting the Empress Dowager Chen during the day, when Li Xuanshi asked the imperial guards to stay outside the door, or tonight when he met Xu Wenbi for a private duet, even Zhang Hong was not in the palace.
All showed that the emperor was never at peace in his heart.
Because of this, Jiang Keqian rarely moved out of his relative's identity and expressed relief.
Zhu Yijun slowly sat up with his upturned body.
He looked at Jiang Keqian quietly, then suddenly shook his head and laughed: "He is indeed a relative of his, and my cousin taught him the right lesson."
"I'm really not in a good mood today, but after you said that, I feel much better."
Jiang Keqian was obviously in a better mood when he saw the emperor joking about his seniority.
He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Majesty has defeated your minister."
Zhu Yijun put his hands on his face and rubbed it, and said curiously: "Jiang Qing seems to have read a lot in the past two years, and his speech and conversation have made great progress."
"I remember that when Depingbo Li Ming passed away, Zhang Hong and even the eunuchs knew that it was the old man, but you just made such a stupid statement, which made me laugh for a long time."
Jiang Keqian showed a trace of embarrassment and explained: "In the past, there was no place for studying in the place where we hung out. In the past two years, I have served His Majesty and my status has increased. I at least want to pry out the door."
"Furthermore, in the past two years, I have been compiling and collecting piano scores, and I have interacted with many literati and scholars, so I have been influenced by it."
He had a former relative who was demoted for committing adultery. Few people were willing to interact with him, and his words were just without a sense of occasion.
But after serving the emperor, if you still don't learn and have no skills, then it's really God's will.
Zhu Yijun nodded happily: "Remember, after you compile the score, leave the manuscript to the National History Museum."
Jiang Keqian responded obediently.
Then he suddenly suggested: "Your Majesty, I have recently collected a lost piece of guqin music. The tune is gentle and delicate, and it has the effect of calming the mind and concentrating the mind. Would you like to listen to it?"
Zhu Yijun nodded happily: "Cousin, please quickly get the piano and wash my ears."
After a while.
From the Wanshou Palace, the melodious sound of the piano is heard, like silk threads, and the strings and songs are endless, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
…
The first month of the first month passed quietly, and the time came to the first day of February.
The official Shen Li gave him a leave of absence due to illness, gave him travel expenses, and ordered him to go by post.
Supplemented by Zuo Chunfang, Zuo Yude and Hanlin editor Wang Jiaping were in charge of the Wenhua Hall.
He ordered Gao Yi, the bachelor of the university, and Ma Ziqiang, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, to serve as examiners for the general examination; he ordered Zuo Chunfang, left middle, Yun Fan Yingqi, and You Chunfang, right Zanshan Xu Guo, to serve as examiners for the military examination.
On that day, the emperor and the two palaces sent an order to the cabinet and the Ministry of Rites.
There is a Li family in the imperial court, with a gentle and kind nature, a respectful and cautious body, and a fine quality. He is a simple servant of the emperor, and his name is not against the etiquette. It has been distinguished by Yan Wan. He was appointed as a servant, and he was ordered to move to Wanshou Palace.
Kedao, censor, or remonstrances and criticisms that are inconsistent with the ancestral system.
Within half a day, the emperor gave his approval and dismissed it with "I like it."
He also ordered the General Administration Department to stop accepting such remonstrances.
On the same day, Ma Ziqiang, the Minister of Rites, Wen Chun, the minister of the Ministry of Personnel, Chen Dong, the minister of Dali Temple, etc., petitioned the emperor to choose a concubine for him.
Stay in the middle without sending out.
It's the first watch of the night, the Qianqing palace is on fire, the bachelor Zhang Juzheng, the bachelor Gao Yi, are on duty at the cabinet at night.
The next day, hundreds of officials came to visit and express their condolences.
The Ministry of Rites investigated the incident of disaster in three palaces in April of the 36th year of Jiajing period, and asked for the aftermath.
Summon officials from the Ministry of Rites and other officials to Huiji Gate.
Zhang Hong, the Supervisor of Ceremonies, and others passed on the holy edict and reported to the suburban temple community. They thanked themselves for their faults and chose auspicious circumstances to send Duke Xu Wenbi, Hou Guo Dacheng, Prince Consort Xu Congcheng, and Bo Wang Xueli to worship the gods on their behalf. To begin, all civil and military officials were ordered to spend seven days in painstaking repairs.
…
The third day of February.
A quarrel broke out in Chengguang Hall - it was not so much a quarrel, but more of one party blaming someone and the other accepting it calmly.
Zhu Yijun was supposed to be sitting behind the imperial court, talking condescendingly to his ministers, but at this time he avoided his seat and walked down half the imperial steps, standing in a position neither above nor below.
Zhang Juzheng stood in the hall with a respectful attitude, but his face was not pretty.
His tone was stiff and he replied to the emperor: "Since your Majesty is the master of destiny, why do you need to act in a sneaky way? If you act in a sneaky way, why do you need to tell me again?"
When Zhu Yijun faced Mr. Chief Assistant's criticism, he accepted all of it and even performed a half-disciple salute to show that he had been trained.
"Sir, the lesson is that this is indeed a sneaky act."
"However, I still told Sir, naturally because on June 18, the sixth year of Longqing, I promised Sir that the monarch and his ministers would see each other candidly and live together in a prosperous age."
"How can I break my promise just because I have done something bad?"
Zhang Juzheng was still angry that the emperor burned down the Qianqing Palace.
Hearing this, he couldn't help but respond with a cold face: "What you say must be done, and what you do must be resounding. You are such a villain!"
"Only benevolence? Only righteousness? Only conscience?"
"Your Majesty, it would be better for your Majesty to hide the truth from me. It would be kind to me, and it would be better for me to lose my mind."
You must keep your word when you say something, and you must have results when doing things. This attitude is just the behavior of a stubborn villain.
Rather than emphasizing superficial words and deeds, it is more important to consider the deeper moral cultivation of benevolence, righteousness and conscience.
Zhang Juzheng was using the Analects of Confucius to scorn the emperor, and he was obviously extremely dissatisfied with the emperor's actions - it was precisely because the emperor said he was honest that he would argue with the emperor in this way.
Zhu Yijun sighed.
Logically speaking, he should not tell Zhang Juzheng.
But as he said, political mutual trust is a rare thing and should not be broken easily.
At the same time, based on his understanding of Zhang Juzheng, he was not afraid to let Zhang Juzheng know.
But what follows is naturally unavoidable criticism and remonstrance.
At this time, Zhang Juzheng stopped competing for the white spot, and Zhu Yijun finally had the opportunity to explain the reason: "Sir, I am not sentimental about the scenery of Xiyuan, that's why I acted like this."
"There are reasons behind this, and I really had no choice but to do it."
Zhu Yijun responded sincerely and explained patiently.
Then he told Zhang Juzheng about the cinnabar incident from beginning to end in detail.
At the end, he added: "The poison of cinnabar and mercury was passed down by word of mouth from the emperor's grandfather to me. I can't be wrong."
After talking, Zhang Juzheng finally regained some composure.
But he turned from being dissatisfied with the emperor to lowering his head and frowning in thought.
After a long while, Zhang Juzheng raised his head and asked the emperor some more details.
The two had another conversation, and Zhang Juzheng finally understood why the emperor did what he did.
Previously, he came to the Chengguang Palace to comfort the emperor about the fire in the Qing Palace. Unexpectedly, the emperor told him that the matter was done under his orders, which shocked Zhang Juzheng.
I thought the emperor was just coveting the scenery of Xiyuan, so he did this kind of thing.
Looking at this matter now that I have understood it, it is finally within the scope of human nature and can be understood.
But Zhang Juzheng still had some grudges: "Even so, why don't your Majesty discuss it with your ministers?"
"If Your Majesty wants to conduct a thorough investigation, will the ministers stand in the way of His Majesty's investigation?"
Although it happened for a reason, Zhang Juzheng still cared about it.
The reason why conspirators can only play conspiracies is because they have no power.
But the emperor occupies the greatest power in the world, so why should he also engage in conspiracy and be defeated in vain?
Doesn’t this mean that you have lost your dignity?
Zhu Yijun slowly walked down the imperial steps, shook his head and said: "It is precisely because I don't want to do anything conspiratorial that I decided to do something else. Otherwise, I will replace all the Wenhua Hall and the six government offices with cinnabar. Let's see who can do it."
Something happened."
Zhang Juzheng felt an inexplicable chill in his heart when he heard this and didn't know how to react for a moment.
Isn't this the way Shizong used to refine elixirs and give medicines to his ministers?
What on earth did the emperor’s grandfather pass down through word of mouth!
Zhu Yijun explained: "If I inform the foreign court and discuss it together, I will be known as suspicious. I am afraid that someone will flatter me and use this to set off a big case."
"The journey that has lasted for hundreds of years has passed. This is my magnanimity."
"But it only involves me. This time, my chosen attendants and my mother-in-law almost suffered..."
"Sir, I'm still scared!"
Zhang Juzheng was silent for a long time, and finally sighed and said with relief: "I have lived through the Jiajing, Longqing, and Wanli dynasties, and there were no less than ten palace fires."
"In my humble opinion, it may not be intentional."
Take the fire that occurred in the 36th year of Jiajing.
The three main halls were burned down at the same time. It was because of this incident that the outer court was forced to use the Wenhua Hall of the Prince's subordinate council.
After that, the three main halls were rebuilt, and no one knew whether they would be moved back after the repairs were completed. Didn't they also use cinnabar to paint the walls at that time?
Zhang Juzheng glanced at the emperor with some worry.
Don't be frightened by this, that would be a bad thing.
Zhu Yijun nodded: "I know, it's just that the son of a rich man cannot sit down in court."
"Now that I have met him, I have no choice but to believe that he is there and ask him to take care of the lives of my orphans and widowed mother."
For this reason, Zhang Juzheng couldn't be more reprimanding.
He had no choice but to bow to the emperor in response.
After a heart-to-heart talk, the two finally got rid of their grudges and brought the matter to light.
After appeasing the first assistant, Zhu Yijun smiled and said casually: "As soon as the teacher heard about this, he scolded the student."
"Then I chose Li Baiyang as my attendant and did not discuss it with the foreign court. Why didn't you mention it, sir?"
Zhang Juzheng glanced at the emperor and said: "The queen is on the throne, the mother of the world. State affairs come first, then family affairs. That is the room for discussion by the foreign court. The selection of servants is a family matter of your majesty, and the two palaces can decide on it themselves."
At this point, Zhang Juzheng's tone suddenly became extremely complicated: "I have watched His Majesty grow up from Prince Yu's Mansion, and saw that it was time for His Majesty to open a harem."
"This is a sign of growing up. I am only happy for you, but I have no other dissatisfaction."
To put it bluntly, when the emperor was in Prince Yu's Mansion, Zhang Juzheng and Chen Yiqin initiated the three- or four-year-old Zhu Yijun, and spent much more time with the emperor than Mu Zong did.
After the emperor held the Sutra feast, Zhang Juzheng spent more time teaching in person than taking care of his own children.
In addition to being on duty at the government office, most of the day was spent giving lessons to the emperor.
Even when I went home, I was writing textbooks for the emperor.
In the sixth year of Longqing's reign, when Zhu Yijun had just left the cabinet to study, Gao Gong was impeached by Cao Daye. As one of the admirals of the prince's studies, it was rare to see Gao Gong in Japanese lectures.
Why? Isn’t it because Zhang Juzheng was the one who was interfering with the emperor’s studies?
The hard work put into it is really not enough to be appreciated by outsiders.
This was also the reason why he was so anxious when he heard that the emperor had done something bad.
With such a state of mind, when the emperor ordered to choose a waiter, he only felt some unexplainable joy and satisfaction, as if he had drank a glass of good wine, with mixed flavors and full stamina.
As for dissatisfaction? When Li Chunfang wanted to send her granddaughter to the palace, it was Zhang Juzheng who persuaded the emperor to accept it.
As long as the emperor knows moderation, everything will be fine.
Thinking of this, Zhang Juzheng suddenly felt a little awkward.
The external living notes are subject to cabinet review, so you can read them if you want, but the internal living notes are not something they can just read.
It is better to find an opportunity to tactfully persuade the emperor to pay attention to moderation, so as not to be affected by the temperament left by the late emperor.
Zhu Yijun didn't know what strange thing Zhang Ju was thinking about.
He just smiled and dismissed the matter: "I'll go with you to see the ceremony of the noon dynasty at Yuhuang Jimen. I have one more thing to discuss with you."
Now that Qi Jiguang is here and back, there is no need for him to be too eager. Instead, he should calmly arrange the business.
Zhang Juzheng looked towards the emperor.
Zhu Yijun pondered for a moment and then said thoughtfully: "Sir, since the imperial court is determined to use troops against Duoyan Guard this year, Qi Jiguang is also waiting outside Huangji Gate."
"Can you take this opportunity to...rehabilitate officials whose funerals have passed a hundred days, as appropriate, and assign some related tasks?"
Zhang Juzheng was startled and immediately followed the emperor's train of thought: "Is there no escape from the golden revolution?"
Zhu Yijun nodded and confirmed: "There is no escape from golden leather."
When the mourning period comes, officials must obediently take up their posts to honor their parents. This is why Zhang Siwei returned to the Three Jin Dynasties.
But there are no exceptions.
For example, the emperor seizes love.
Ma Ziqiang's mother passed away, so he should go home to observe mourning, but the emperor said that the country and the court needed you to stay, so he refused in every possible way. He only went home to observe mourning for twenty-one days, and then hurried back to Beijing.
But Seizing Love is a special case after all, and its impact is not very good.
It is more likely to become a moral loophole for courtiers - if the emperor seizes his love, you will not be filial? Have you not read the petition? In the final analysis, you are still unfilial.
Therefore, no one makes trouble for Ma Ziqiang, and it does not mean that others who have been robbed of their love can do so with ease.
Especially for some officials who have offended many people, seizing love often causes uproar.
But it doesn't matter, there are special cases of internal recognition of Confucian ethics, such as the golden revolution without escaping, and the military following the authority.
The great officials of the Spring and Autumn Period joined the army in mourning, that is, they joined the army to fight during the period of mourning.
This is obviously not polite.
Then Zixia asked Confucius, "Three years after the funeral, the soldiers cried, and there was no improvement in the Jin Revolution. How should the etiquette be with you? At the beginning, there was a secretary with him?"
After the Death Cry (Hundred Days Sacrifice), the country called for war and could not refuse. Is this in line with Zhou etiquette? Or is it simply an expedient measure?
Confucius said, "In the past, Duke Lu of Qin had great ambitions."
There has been precedent for a long time. For the sake of state affairs, compromise can be made. As long as it is not for personal gain, official luck or other selfish interests, it does not violate etiquette.
This is what the Book of Rites says, and it is naturally very persuasive - "There are no rules and regulations from the past, and there are no trainings from the past. When you rise to the challenge, you must follow the example and march forward."
At this time, mourning does not need to last for three years. After one hundred days, the mourning can be resumed.
This is called the golden revolution without avoiding it, and the military following the power.
Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Juzheng and said bluntly: "I installed a warm house for my husband's hometown last year, but my husband's father unfortunately fell ill this year."
"Even though I sent an extra imperial doctor to visit, I still can't help but feel worried."
"Although it is said that a gentleman does not take away a person's relatives, he should not take away his relatives either."
“But it’s always necessary to prepare for a rainy day.”
He looked at Zhang Juzheng and said seriously: "Sir, you don't want me to lose your arm and bring the New Deal to an abrupt end, right?"
Chapter completed!