Zhang Juzheng's father is seventy-two years old this year and suffers from chronic diseases. When he dies, it is beyond the control of classical medicine.
According to historical records, longevity is only three years later.
Therefore, Zhu Yijun must plan in advance - what will happen when Zhang Juzheng retires from office during his filial piety?
It certainly can no longer be as simple as issuing an edict to seize love as it was in history.
What was the situation at that time?
The disciples blocked the door and scolded Zhang Juzheng for being unfilial.
Recommended old officials repeatedly betrayed him.
Even the officials who were regarded as comrades kept silent and did not dare to support him. They all resigned and took up their posts.
The world was in an uproar and the sky was filled with anger. The students in the Imperial Academy mocked the scholars and scholars, the storytellers and actors ridiculed in the streets and marketplaces, and even the merchants stepped in and spread the propaganda.
Ma Ziqiang, Shen Shenxiao, Ai Mu, Wu Zhongxing, Zhang Han, Wang Shizhen... there are too many to mention - even the unofficial historian said that Mr. Shofu was so anxious that he drew his sword and killed himself, crying out of helplessness to the Taoist priest who came to the door to insult him.
In short, with people with ulterior motives as the backbone and the moral guardians coerced, countless people stepped on Zhang Juzheng. The drama of teachers and students turning against each other, and embellished with unofficial history, instantly led the trend and directly put Zhang Juzheng into the moral trap. Bottomless abyss.
A unique drama of the feudal dynasty, the simplest and most effective way to defeat a person is to discredit him morally.
When a person stinks, everything related to him also stinks. New policies, ideas, and even the people who write poems and say good things about them all stink.
Taking Zhang Juzheng's love affair as a dividing point, his prestige declined sharply, and some of his original comrades either resigned and returned home, or simply became strangers to each other.
Correspondingly, the cost of the cabinet's governance has risen instantly and is increasing day by day - if the chief minister's moral corruption is so bad, what good new policies can he come up with?
Let alone being united, it is difficult to achieve even if the face and heart are not in harmony.
At the same time, Zhang Juzheng's mentality and behavior also changed drastically after encountering this incident - Juzheng became more and more unruly after seizing his love.
After each has gone to extremes, how can the state affairs continue to go as planned?
Keep filial piety, keep filial piety.
Even Zhu Yijun found it extremely difficult as an emperor.
Didn't Wanli support Zhang Juzheng's love in history?
The left sentence "It is better to think of me today, suppress your sorrow, and achieve great filial piety", and the right sentence "Yuan Fu relies on me so much, how can he leave me for a day? Patriarchy must be upheld, and kings and fathers are especially important." This is fair. Not enough?
Useless.
How can the emperor be more powerful than etiquette? You have swords, weapons, court and staff, and I also have Qing Shi Zhaozhao.
Does that mean there is no story about the imperial dynasty? There are too many resurrected bachelors.
In the sixth month of the sixth year of Yongle, Yang Rong and Ding You were worried, and they came back in October; in the first month of the first year of Xuande, Jin Youzi and Ding were worried, and they came back immediately; in the fifth month of the fourth year of Jingtai, Wang Wending was worried, and they came back in September; in March of the second year of Chenghua, Li Xian and Ding were worried, and they came back in May. It's everywhere.
Also useless.
The ancestral law is not easy to use at this time, and we have to look at the fundamentalism of the "Book of Rites".
Therefore, Zhu Yijun must prepare for a rainy day.
The foreshadowing of this matter must be subtle and silent. Starting from the junior officials, as the saying goes, there are no rules from the past. From the time you apply for military service, you must serve and keep filial piety for a hundred days, and then you can go out to work.
As for the future? The Ming Dynasty was worried about internal and external troubles, and was it afraid of losing foreign enemies?
The inertia of the human heart has infinite power, and Zhu Yijun naturally wanted to make good use of it.
After a few years of seizing love, everyone will have developed a habit. By then, Zhang Juzheng will be able to silence the Taoist priests if he seizes love again.
If the remaining people with ulterior motives cannot coerce the feudal defenders, how much momentum can they have?
Zhu Yijun smiled confidently.
but……
He had calculated everything, but he didn't expect that Zhang Juzheng shook his head: "Your Majesty also said that a gentleman does not take away people's relatives, nor can they take away relatives."
"My father worked hard to raise me. Now that I have left my hometown, it's fine that I can't meet him again. How can I even plan for my death?"
Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Juzheng in astonishment.
kindness?
What's going on.
This old man has never had this attitude historically.
Zhang Juzheng looked at the emperor and smiled happily: "As for the new policy... Your Majesty will be able to take care of it at that time. If you are still willing to return to the throne, I will continue to serve your Majesty with all my heart."
Zhu Yijun took a breath of cold air silently.
bad thing.
It seems that it is not a good thing to make people feel too reassured.
He shook his head.
"Sir, please don't joke. In the cabinet now, Mr. Gao is weak and sick and finds it difficult to do hard work; Mr. Lu is weak in character and cannot stand alone; Wang Chonggu is good at military affairs but has too much selfishness."
"It is because of my presence that the cabinet can take charge of six ministries, five prefectures, nine borders and thirteen provinces on my behalf, implement the law of examination, and plan for land reclamation. This is something that cannot be done without Mr. I may not be able to suppress my emotions internally, and I can’t express myself alone.”
"Don't say three years, even one year, I can't live without my husband."
"It is important to be filial when it comes to national affairs!"
Zhu Yijun grabbed Zhang Juzheng's wrist and immediately uttered a long paragraph.
When Zhang Juzheng heard the emperor raise the hidden dangers of the cabinet dispute, he couldn't help but cast a glance at the emperor - So you know that the cabinet responsibilities are unknown to the six ministries, so why didn't you say a word before? Now it has become the emperor's excuse.
He shook his head: "Your Majesty, I do not intend to quarrel with you, but please understand the relationship between father and son."
Seeing that Zhang Juzheng's words came from his heart, Zhu Yijun couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
This is what the First Assistant said in history. I will go back first to observe my filial piety, and then come back after I have finished my work - "I will repay my father with twenty-seven months, so that I can finally serve the Emperor."
After that, although he was in love with her, he immediately petitioned for his mother to be brought to the capital to support her.
Emotions are obviously not plastic.
If loyalty and filial piety can be balanced, no one would want their loved ones to be left alone.
Zhu Yijun considered for a moment and sincerely advised: "Sir, instead of crying at the grave for three years, why not bring your parents to the capital in advance to raise them as filial piety, and then return home with coffins and observe filial piety for a hundred days? Wouldn't it be better to preserve your family ties? ?”
After saying this, Zhang Juzheng smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty's words are reasonable, but it is obvious that he does not understand rural people."
"I have sent my parents to the capital several times before. Either because they had no one to feed the chickens or ducks at home, or because they complained that there were no familiar people in the city and it was boring. After staying there for less than half a month, they would clamor to go back."
"I have no way of fulfilling my filial piety."
The climate and money were secondary. With Zhang Juzheng's net worth, it was not difficult to build a manor that was warm in winter and cool in summer. The main reason was that his parents couldn't stay here.
Zhu Yijun scratched his head.
Zhang Juzheng's description gives an inexplicably strong sense of déjà vu.
However, the meaning behind the words is obviously still somewhat loosened.
If his parents can be brought to the capital, the matter of observing filial piety is not out of the question - the main thing is to fulfill his filial piety for his parents, so that he can overcome the hurdle in his heart. As for the form, it is secondary.
Zhu Yijun thought for a moment, and immediately came up with an idea. He muttered: "I heard that your husband often takes big medicine, which makes him powerful. How about having another child?"
"Just say that you are more busy with government affairs now than before, and let them come to Beijing to take care of your one or two grandchildren..."
Zhang Juzheng's current youngest son, Zhang Yunxiu, is only seven years old. It is normal to have multiple younger brothers and sisters.
Zhu Yijun met Zhang Juzheng's stunned eyes and said confidently: "Just listen to my method and keep it safe so that you can support your parents in Beijing and be loyal and filial."
Not to mention whether it works well or not.
Zhang Juzheng couldn't help but feel gratified when the emperor tried so hard to persuade him to stay.
Thinking of this, Zhang Juzheng's attitude relaxed a little.
He hesitated for a moment: "My lord... go back and try, go back and try."
Zhu Yijun smiled in approval: "This year, I will first give a small reward to my husband's parents and let them go to Beijing to receive the decree and stay there for some time."
Zhang Juzheng nodded helplessly.
The two also discussed in detail the matter of Jin Gewusha's resumption.
Some officials were selected, and during the war between the country and the army, after a hundred days of mourning, the plan was successively launched in Jiliao, the Military Department of the Ministry of War, the Huke Department of the Ministry of Hubu, the barbarian halls of Honglu Temple in the Ministry of Rites, and Jingying, etc.
There is always a process to changing customs.
…
The sun gradually rose and reached the top position.
It gives a touch of warmth inside and outside Huangji Gate in early spring.
Qi Jiguang followed a group of officials from outside the capital and stood up in order, standing and bathing in the sun. He felt that after the winter passed, his waist and legs, which had been scarred by many years of fighting, felt much better.
Of course, it’s definitely not as comfortable as kneeling and waiting while wearing knee pads.
It is a pity that this time the emperor showed favor to others and did not have to kneel down - according to the regulations, when a general is present before the court, those who are in the capital do not appreciate kneeling, but those who are outside do.
Qi Jiguang was used to kneeling every time he came to Beijing to meet the emperor, but he felt a little uncomfortable when he was suddenly not allowed to kneel.
This time, the Central Committee summoned him to Beijing alone, but ignored Governor Liu Yingjie, which made Qi Jiguang a little worried.
He actually doesn't care about these extra rewards and vanity.
What Qi Jiguang valued more was whether the military campaign could go smoothly and whether the Jiliao border could be opened with a punch.
In December of the second year of Longqing's reign, Dong Hu gathered 30,000 troops and invaded Qingshan Pass and Tiemen Pass.
In the fourth year of Longqing's reign, another ten thousand troops invaded Yumudian.
In February last year, he led more than a thousand cavalry to invade Nazig Valley.
In April, driven by the Tuman Khan, they invaded Jielingkou.
In June, more than a hundred cavalry invaded Kuquetai and other places.
In September, troops were sent to Dongjiakou to show off their power.
It wasn't until the weather got colder that things started to calm down. Now that the snow has melted, I'm afraid it will cause chaos again.
Whether this kind of personal trouble can be eliminated in one fell swoop is much more important than Qi Jiguang's personal honor and disgrace.
It would be heartbreaking if he got some inconsequential benefits in the officialdom but affected Liu Yingjie's attitude and ruined major events.
It is not my intention to be granted the title of Marquis, but I hope the sea will be peaceful.
He had the same attitude when facing the Japanese pirates in the southeast, and when facing the Tatars in Jiliao, Qi Jiguang had the same attitude.
At that time, everyone said that he had a youthful spirit, and they said it casually, but little did they know that this was the essence of his psychology.
When he was in Jiliao, he had a feeling and said, "We should always make the achievements of hard work lead to our own fame. It is better to develop late and have many setbacks. Even if it is not used for ourselves, it will be used for our descendants. If others have merit, others will praise it." If you want to take advantage of me, give it to me."
This is not only a soft statement towards Liu Yingjie, but also isn’t it his sincerity?
It is unwise to influence the overall situation for the sake of temporary benefits.
He and his subordinate generals often taught by words and deeds, "A man has his share of merit and fame, and the most forbidden thing in heaven and earth is to take too much." Isn't this the truth?
If the actual work is only 10%, but the fame is only 70% or 80%, then you can accept it calmly and there will not be too much trouble.
This is Qi Jiguang's way of being an official - "As a general, you may perform meritorious service without receiving reward, or you may do good deeds without being noticed."
Because of this, he appealed to his old boss, Tan Lun, and repeatedly requested to leave the gilded springboard of Jingying and go to the border.
It was also true that whenever he saw someone coming from the central government, no matter who was inspecting the minister, patrolling the censor, or doing military affairs, he always accompanied them carefully.
Please do whatever you want to please him, and if you want to be knelt down, he will just kneel down and do it.
Master Wang said it well: Conscience is ready, and even if outsiders ridicule and belittle you, it is nothing more than a fleeting moment.
Well... Li Zhi's theory recently is also very good. He did it for the improvement of the situation in the Ming Dynasty. It was just a small detail, but it was not important.
All in all, what Qi Jiguang cared about the most was the military affairs at the frontier, and he could tolerate all other grievances.
What a pity.
There are some things that he cannot easily refuse if he wants to.
Even though the Central Committee called him to come to Beijing, he couldn't lick his face and let the envoy call Liu Yingjie along with him.
Even yesterday, he went to Zhang Juzheng's mansion to seek an audience, but was turned away. He immediately understood the meaning - it was not the custom, nor the cabinet, nor the Ministry of War, but the emperor who summoned him to Beijing.
This leaves no room for Qi Jiguang to make his own decisions.
The emperor was still young, so Qi Jiguang didn't know that the emperor suddenly resumed the system of receiving foreign officials, nor did he know why the emperor favored him, let alone what the emperor did.
Now he can only think about how to explain the Tatar situation in a simple and in-depth way when he confronts the emperor; how to convince the emperor that this battle will be won; and how to put all the merits and abilities on the Governor Liu Yingjie, and how to
It is better to ease and make up for the relationship with him.
While thinking.
A canopy slowly appeared on the Huangji Gate.
Inside the left and right gates, the foreign officials of the preface class, who were separated into the east and west, immediately looked solemn and serious, without squinting their eyes.
The bells and drums were not ringing, and the eunuchs, Zhongshu Sheren, Hanlin bachelors and other close officials filed out of the canopy.
Under the canopy, there is a bright yellow figure that looks like a young man, surrounded by stars and the moon.
Qi Jiguang took one look and didn't dare to look more, and quickly lowered his head.
At this time, the ceremonial officer in front of and behind the queue sounded a reminder again and looked directly at Tianyan.
Qi Jiguang followed the flow again and looked up.
It was seen that the young emperor in military uniform did not sit down, but stood against the city gate tower, as if to allow the outsiders to see his face clearly.
"During the time of Taizu, whenever foreign officials came to Beijing to perform affairs, they would often summon them to give them food and visit the people's sufferings."
"Although there are people in the county's official history who are honest and can love the people, they may be rewarded by imperial edicts, or they may be given gold coins as a reward."
"In the midst of Xuan, Cheng, and Hong, he set an example, summoned foreign officials, and was interested in peace. This is the real reason."
"Since I ascended to the throne, I have admired Yu and Shun's spirit of counseling and shepherding and caring for the people, and admired my ancestors for comprehensively reviewing the track of official governance..."
The voice was clear and hoarse.
Seeing the emperor's mature demeanor and movements, Qi Jiguang forgot for a moment that he was a young emperor. At this time, he came to his senses when he heard that the tone of the voice had not completely changed.
As the second-rank left governor, he was positioned in the front, so he could clearly see the emperor's figure and face.
Although he is not very old, his figure is particularly harmonious, his arms and shoulders are plump and healthy, and there are no traces of the late emperor being hollowed out by wine and sex.
Qi Jiguang still remembers the time when the late emperor was forced out of the palace by Zhang Juzheng for a military parade, and he looked trembling while holding the horse between his legs.
On the contrary, this young emperor probably really did not neglect his riding and archery lessons.
Qi Jiguang looked at the emperor's arms and shoulders and nodded frequently.
The emperor said a few words and then went down from the tower.
At the same time, the guide led a group of foreign officials to the Huangji Hall in batches to meet the Holy Spirit.
Qi Jiguang was assigned to the last group, followed by some unfamiliar faces, and followed the guide, walking towards the Huangji Palace step by step.
Huangji Hall is the seat of the Imperial Court. It is located on the central axis of the Forbidden City, facing the Meridian Gate, and is magnificent.
Qi Jiguang had been here three times and was not a stranger, but he still took in its atmosphere and followed the guide cautiously, for fear of making a mistake.
Enter the palace.
Just now, the guide was the first to salute: "The palace is strictly forbidden, and the ministers and ministers are so close to the sky. I can only see His Majesty's divine appearance and divine appearance. Do you dare not to worship me?"
After saying that, he bowed his body and bowed to the ground.
As a Confucian general, Qi Jiguang knew a thing or two about these red tapes.
The main reason is that many foreign officials are small officials such as county magistrates and chief registrars. They have never seen the emperor, so it is necessary for someone to set an example for them.
Several officials who followed him into the palace followed suit and saluted the emperor, repeating the words of the usher in confusion.
Qi Jiguang was among them, not conspicuous.
The person in the middle of the book is holding a daily note, standing on the side of the imperial steps, which takes the meaning of the ancient Chi head carrying a pen.
Zhu Yijun sat on the throne, looked at the people entering the palace, and recognized their faces first.
He called people one by one according to the list given by the Second Department of Officials and Soldiers: "Where is Chang Chunqiao, the magistrate of Jiangyou County, Sichuan?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an official in his early twenties and early twenties came out of the queue with an uneasy expression: "Your Majesty, I... I am here!"
Zhu Yijun smiled: "Don't be nervous, you have done a good job this year."
Chang Chunqiao wiped his sweat and said, "It's all a matter within the minister's duty."
Zhu Yijun opened this person's resume and said: "Your predecessor, Zhao Zuo, bought grain from the warehouse and deducted four cents of silver from the price of each stone. A total of 2,244 taels of silver were stolen. There are surprises; apportionment
To increase taxes, the imperial court has set a quota of ten cents, but it only charges three cents, leaving a tax debt of thirty-one thousand four hundred and fifty taels."
"You got these back within a year. What do you think?"
Zhu Yijun had a pleasant look on his face and his warm voice led the magistrate to speak.
It is normal for predecessors to have holes in them - of course, Zhao Zuo has been executed for invading more than two taels of grain and silver from the border and stealing from the border - but the successor usually spreads his hands, rolls his eyes, and says that the remnants of the predecessor are none of my business.
.
It is really rare for people like Changzhi County to recover money for the imperial court.
Chang Chunqiao tried hard to control her accent, and it was really hard for her to speak in her mind: "Your Majesty, all the money Zhao Zuo owes is hidden in the house. I saw it as soon as I opened the cellar."
"There is nothing to say about the taxes owed. They are all owed by a few big households, but it was shielded by Magistrate He. I settled the accounts for Magistrate He, and he left several big households to me as a lamb. The tax
So I collected it."
Zhu Yijun's expression changed, he shook his head and said: "Changzhi County has actually filed an imperial petition."
He said that this guy was so nervous because he was doing some psychological training for petitioning.
Chang Chunqiao frankly admitted: "Sun Dai, the censor of Sichuan Province, refused to accept the case, so I had no choice but to tell His Majesty."
Zhu Yijun smiled: "I understand."
After that, he made a gesture to Zheng Zongxue and asked him to tell the Procuratorate.
Then he turned to the next page: "Where is Wang Xuanshou, the chief secretary of Ruian?"
Immediately, a middle-aged official in his forties came out: "Your Majesty, I am here."
Except for the counties in the two capitals, which are one level higher, the county chief registrars elsewhere are all official officials of the eighth rank.
Zhu Yijun gave a gentle smile as usual: "The officials' evaluation of you is that you have outstanding talents and noble moral character. They plan to promote you to the county magistrate. What do you think?"
Wang Xuanshou was caught off guard by the sudden good news.
He raised his head and glanced at the emperor, and declined tentatively: "My merits are not obvious, so I'm afraid I don't deserve this promotion."
Zhu Yijun never embarrasses an honest man. He comforted him and said: "Whether your merits are obvious or not, there are official records to check. Your reputation among the people is also known to be secretly visited by the imperial censor and the royal guards. You don't have to refuse."
"On the contrary, Kechen Wang Xiyuan argued that officials with swords and pens cannot be Zhengyin Yousi. What do you think?"
Wang Xiyuan was a Jinshi in the fifth year of Longqing's reign, and he was elected to the civil service department last year.
The county magistrate is a county official, with a subordinate in the official seal, commonly known as the top leader.
Wang Xiyuan's meaning is also very clear.
A mere business editor, who does not even have a Imperial College degree, should not be selected to the top position - no matter how good the performance of the clerk is, his ceiling must be firmly welded shut.
After hearing this, Wang Xuanshou suddenly straightened his chest for some unknown reason: "Your Majesty, I think I have done a good job as the chief official of this county!"
Zhu Yijun smiled with satisfaction: "After you return, you will continue to work hard."
After that, he waved his hand, indicating that he could follow the ministers and leave.
Afterwards, Zhu Yijun named a few more people one after another, all saying a few words.
Either encouragement, comfort, praise, and of course, criticism.
For example, Huang Xuehai, the prefect of Ganzhou Prefecture, originally came to receive a reward. However, after entering the capital, he was discovered by Yan Ruhuan, the censor who inspected Jiangxi Province. He handed over more than 9,000 taels of silver in the treasury and found out that it was stolen by Yang Yuguang, the treasury servant.
Zhu Yijun naturally dismissed Huang Xuehai's merits and sent him back to cooperate with the investigation.
There are also those that are built beyond specifications.
For example, the magistrate of Fengcheng County, Nanchang Prefecture, as a model tax collector, was sent to Beijing to receive rewards. However, as soon as he left, on the night of December 13th, bandits crossed the city and robbed the treasury.
According to the report from Jiangxi Governor Ling Yunyi, the county reported that the initial loss of silver was more than 2,700 taels, and later increased to more than 6,000 taels, 80% of which was caused by internal collusion with bandits.
When Zhu Yijun was in court, he promoted the county magistrate to the prefect and asked him to go back and clean up the mess immediately. Don't be afraid of this kind of revenge. If you have a grudge, continue to collect taxes well. I am very optimistic about you.
Qi Jiguang watched with great interest.
I don’t know if the emperor had practiced it beforehand, but his speech and contingency were very methodical.
Not to mention whether the talisman conforms to folk rumors, at least in Qi Jiguang's eyes, he is truly wise, wise and a genius.
Qi Jiguang was not so much surprised as he was a little hopeful.
Military affairs, after all, are national strength, involving food, official administration, weapons, and all aspects of the system.
An emperor who cares about national affairs will naturally be of incomparable help in military affairs.
He was very high-spirited in his early years, but in recent years he has gradually realized that whether the sea wave can be calmed and whether the Tatars can be destroyed is not a matter of wishful thinking of the generals, but whether the person on the throne can do a good job.
Qi Jiguang silently observed the emperor, with many thoughts.
The emperor continued to talk one by one, and before he knew it, Qi Jiguang realized that he was the only one left in the palace.
Sure enough, the emperor on the throne turned to the last page and asked in the palace: "Where is Qi Jiguang, the prime minister's military training affairs officer in the four towns and the general guarding the mountains and seas, the left commander?"
Qi Jiguang hurriedly stepped out of the queue, subconsciously kneeling down.
Then I remembered the instructions given by the usher today, and changed my position to bowing to the ground: "Your Majesty, Qi Jiguang, pays homage to your Majesty."
After the salute, Qi Jiguang suddenly saw the emperor standing up from the throne and slowly walking down the imperial steps out of the corner of his eye.
Just as he was wondering, he suddenly found that his hands were being held.
Qi Jiguang was helped up in astonishment, and saw the emperor smiling at him and saying: "Qing Qing, Tan Lun entrusted you to me with great pains and tears, so I will no longer be estranged from you."
"Let's go, I have two hundred thousand silver taels, which I want to hand over to you as military pay."
Chapter completed!