It's past midnight and the night is getting dark.
The warm fragrance fell softly, the emperor's chest rose and fell, and his breathing was even, showing that he was still asleep.
But maybe it was because he was so panicked that he was tossing and turning frequently.
I don't know how long it took, Zhu Yijun's heart felt hot for a long time, and he finally opened his eyes in a daze.
Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to the side and hugged her, only to realize that he was the only one on the bed.
He raised his head and glanced outside. He saw that the sky was dark and there were no ministers or maids waiting outside the palace with lanterns. He knew that he had woken up early.
Zhu Yijun turned his attention back to the palace, where Concubine Li was wearing obscene clothes, quietly wiping her face and gargling her mouth.
The latter seemed to hear the movement, turned around and said cautiously: "Wake up your majesty?"
After that, she rinsed her mouth and slowly stood up and walked over.
Li Baiyang is twenty years old this year. Although his face that originally had some baby fat has grown out, he still retains some lively and cute temperament, adding a bit of feminine charm.
The emperor yawned and propped himself up, half lying down, and rubbed his eyes: "Is there something important in the harem today that makes me get up so early?"
He glanced at Li Baiyang a few more times, but unfortunately, except for his calves, there was nothing extra.
"Indecent clothes" does not just refer to bellybands, it probably means something similar to pajamas. Just like when Wang Qiong, Minister of the Ministry of War, "sneaked into the leopard room wearing obscene clothes and drank with him all night long", it was obviously not Wang Qiong who wore a bellyband to enter the palace, otherwise Emperor Wuzong would have
The short composition should be more outrageous than the current one.
Concubine Li approached and sat on the edge of the bed: "Nothing happens today. Your Majesty's yang energy was too strong, and I was awakened by the burn in my dream."
This term is more euphemistic. To put it bluntly, it means being woken up.
Zhu Yijun picked up the quilt, glanced down at his lower body, and said helplessly: "I returned to the palace late last night. I saw you were asleep, so I didn't wake you up."
"I never thought that it would disturb your peaceful dream in the end."
Li Baiyang didn't mind. She pushed her hair behind her ears and was about to lean down.
Zhu Yijun took her hand: "It's cold outside."
"It's still early, so come up and take a break. I just have something to discuss with you."
Li Baiyang nodded.
The obscene clothes fell to the ground, just covering her ankles.
Then, he was caught off guard and pulled into bed by the emperor.
Zhu Yijun stroked Li Baiyang's hair and spoke carefully: "I entrusted the shipping business of Jiangnan Weaving Bureau to the queen. Although she claimed that she was too busy and asked you to help, in fact it was because of her soft temper that she showed you
That’s fine, don’t really interfere.”
After he took office, more and more things happened.
Zhu Yijun handed over all the matters concerning the harem that could be entrusted to him, and only controlled the general direction.
Li Baiyang hid under the quilt and said vaguely: "I know that the concubines are different. How can I dare to be arrogant because of my favor?"
Zhu Yijun breathed out a sigh of satisfaction and relief: "Also, after the recent start of the land transfer, all the bald wives have been running to the two palaces and you. If you encounter people lobbying for the land transfer in the future, just agree to it.
, come and talk to me secretly."
In all aspects of the New Deal's pressure, there are always unsighted associational forces getting involved.
In particular, the Empress Dowager Cisheng is a devout believer in Buddhism, and there have been quite a few bald heads lobbying for her recently.
After Li Baiyang opened his mouth, he hesitated a little: "I'm going to pay my respects at the rear, please keep an eye on me."
Zhu Yijun touched Li Baiyang's head, pondered for a moment, and continued: "There is one more thing. I discussed it with the Queen the day before yesterday. I wanted to tell you last night about the heir..."
Li Baiyang replied softly: "Your Majesty and sister will just make up their minds."
His words were careless, but his movements immediately slowed down, obviously because he was talking about something he cared about.
Zhu Yijun helped Li Baiyang push away his wet hair and said softly: "Husband and wife are one, don't always be so scrupulous."
Li Baiyang took a breath, looked up at the emperor, and asked seriously: "Isn't your majesty planning to get rid of the prince in the next few years?"
With the emperor's strong command over the inner court, naturally no minister would dare to help him regardless of life and death.
Whether or not to have an heir was always the emperor's decision.
Zhu Yijun pinched her face and pressed her head back: "It's not that I won't let you get pregnant, but I'm going to follow the rules."
Probably, from barbaric sowing to high-quality breeding.
After he said this, he explained: "This time I deliberately let it go. I have already seen the situation. After I walk to the southern suburbs tomorrow, I won't let you be scolded in vain."
"Besides, there are many courtiers who have bet their fortunes and lives on me, and there are even more who are swaying. There must be a prince first to make these people feel at ease."
Even if you are an emperor, you will inevitably need to exclude dissidents.
Now that the heat is almost over, it is natural to consider smoothing these waves.
While Li Baiyang was hesitating, he raised his eyes and looked at the emperor: "Then what plan is your Majesty going to follow?"
Zhu Yijun looked at Li Baiyang's eyes and couldn't help but press it hard: "My father and his descendants often died in infancy. I read through medical books and found out that it is best for a woman to conceive at around the age of twenty-four."
"Now, for the sake of the government, I have to do something, but I still pity you concubines..."
"After compromise, I decided to wrong Wu Jieyu and Wang Guiren first."
He paused: "The queen has agreed, what do you think, sister?"
Since Zhu Yijun is already seventeen, he must show off his fertility for the sake of court affairs.
But at the same time, he didn't want the substitutes to enter the field too early, lest there be any scenes of fatherly kindness and filial piety in the future.
It is best for the first concubine and the third concubine who have high status to wait.
It is most suitable to choose Jieyu, who has the lowest status, to break through the Nascent Soul.
Of course, he also spoke sincerely about the age of pregnancy. If a woman is twenty-three or four years old, the survival rate of her children will be one or two points higher.
In such a way to get the best of both worlds, Wu Jieyu's appearance is actually secondary.
As soon as Zhu Yijun finished speaking, he felt lightly scraped by a tiger's tooth, and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
I saw Li Baiyang raise his head, a little resentful: "Your Majesty takes pity on me, I am naturally happy before it is too late."
"It's just that Wu Jieyu is too beautiful. Your Majesty should pay attention to moderation."
During these years in the palace, she knew the emperor well.
The emperor said that she had read all the medical books, so she didn't have to believe it, but the emperor said that because of the court's consideration, she would not have the slightest doubt.
In this situation, she had no other thoughts besides nodding.
Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Zhu Yijun began to coax and persuade her again: "Has there ever been an emperor as restrained as me in all dynasties?"
"If I had even the slightest bit of indulgence, how could I have only started to understand my sister this year? How could I always withdraw at critical moments?"
"I love my sister the most. How can my sister still accuse me so unjustly?"
When Concubine Li heard the word "retreat", she subconsciously made a swallowing motion and her pretty face turned red.
She suddenly let go of the emperor and went down, lying on his chest: "Your Majesty, I am my concubine..."
When Zhu Yijun saw her like this, he understood.
He stretched out his hand and patted Concubine Li gently, frowned and scolded: "Why are you talking to Mr. Jun?"
Li Baiyang's eyes were a little confused: "Father, my daughter's legs are weak..."
The stars are swaying and the evening breeze is floating.
…
The seventeen-year-old emperor is full of energy.
I woke up earlier and felt more refreshed.
Zhu Yijun opened his arms and allowed the palace maid to change his clothes. He asked Zhang Hong: "Is the Ministry of Rites ready for Bu Qi's southern suburbs?"
The latter hurriedly said: "In reply to your Majesty, I will burn incense, bring in silk, and present three offerings. The Ministry of Ceremonies has prepared them early in the morning, and the court officials are already on duty on the platform."
"However... after hearing the news, Grand Uncle Zong insisted on serving as a salute officer for His Majesty and accompanying him around. Now he is waiting for His Majesty outside the Xiyuan."
Zhu Yijun frowned: "He is too old to bother with anything."
His name was not Gaoyi or Ma Ziqiang at all.
Even the emperor walked to pray to heaven in the southern suburbs, so naturally the courtiers did not sit shoulder to shoulder.
Walking all the way through the Meridian Gate is not friendly to old people.
Zhang Hong carefully replied: "Your Majesty, the eldest uncle said that he doesn't have much time left and wants to show his face one last time."
Zhu Yijun shook his head helplessly. This boy became more and more naughty as he got older, and now he started to act willful.
But for this reason, it is impossible for him to be driven back.
He had no choice but to tell Zhang Hong: "You will arrange for someone to help some veterans along the way."
Zhang Hong bowed and said yes.
Zhu Yijun lowered his head and asked the palace attendant who was not tall enough to put the crown on him, and asked: "What's the excitement after yesterday's horoscope?"
If the etiquette and law had their own restraints on the emperor and the scholars, then the zodiac sign was a targeted weapon against the emperor.
No matter how useful it is, someone will definitely want to use it.
Zhang Hong seemed to have a lot to say. He thought for a moment before speaking: "Your Majesty, after the comet invaded Ziwei last night, Zhao Yongxian, the right staff officer of the Beijing camp, secretly went to Shi Maohua's house."
When Zhu Yijun heard Zhao Yongxian's name, he felt regretful in his heart and sighed: "Why is it that Zhao Yongxian, who was entrusted with such an important task by Wu Zhongxing, was indifferent to him?"
He had already abandoned the Ministry of War in the Beijing camp and took back all the personnel and military pay.
Now the actual situation is that the governor Gu Huan, the left staff officer Zheng Zongxue, and the right staff officer Zhao Yongxian are in charge of military affairs and political affairs.
Zhao Yongxian has a low position but a powerful position. He has such an important position, but he didn't expect that he would still oppose him.
Li Jin on the side suddenly said: "Your Majesty, perhaps it is because Chen Wenzhou was promoted to the Secretary of Salt Affairs in Guangdong. Zhao Yongxian's father-in-law has frequently sent people to send jewelry and property to his daughter in the past two years."
Zhu Yijun couldn't help but shook his head.
This is the distinctive feature of the feudal bureaucratic class of the Ming Dynasty, where central officials were married to local officials and gentry.
The latter delivers benefits to the former, and the former provides exploitation and protection to the latter in terms of policy.
Things are going wrong in the world right here.
There is me in you and you in me.
Zhu Yijun waved his hand: "Ask Wen Chun from the Metropolitan Procuratorate to send a letter to Yin Zhengmao, the Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, to punish Chen Wenzhou."
Zhang Hong wrote it down.
Then he spoke again: "In addition, Yuan Fu's student Yu Shi Liu Tai went to court this morning to impeach Yuan Fu."
"It listed Yuan Fu's expulsion of the former emperor's auxiliary minister Ding Anbo, arbitrary promotion of close confidants Shen Shixing and Zhang Han, using the imperial examination method to intimidate his colleagues, building a palace in Huguang, raising thousands of beautiful concubines, etc."
"Even though the Secretary of General Affairs has pressed the memorial, it has still spread outside."
Zhang Hong took a cautious look at the emperor and concealed the rumors about Zhang Juzheng and Empress Dowager Li.
Zhu Yijun naturally didn't notice, and just sneered: "The story about the chief assistant Li Xian's love-stealing was just mentioned before. Today we will follow the same example. Let's have a student impeaching a teacher, great!"
The situation of Li Xian, the first assistant, was similar to that of Zhang Juzheng.
Although the cabinet at that time was not as strong as it is now, Li Xian also had great power by virtue of winning the emperor's trust - "Whenever the left and right recommend people, they must call for virtuous people and ask how they are doing. Those who are virtuous will be used immediately;
If it doesn’t, it won’t work.”
When Li Xian was in love, he was impeached by his protégé Luo Lun.
It was also from then on that seizing love was no longer the "routine" of the Ming Dynasty.
In addition to impeachment, this is also playing the historical origin card.
Zhang Hong hurriedly explained the follow-up: "Zou Yuanbiao, Shen Shenxiao, and today's Liu Tai and others have all been summoned to the platform to work on duty. Later, they will pray together with the courtiers in the southern suburbs."
Zhu Yijun smiled, saying this as if there was a swordsman in the southern suburbs.
Now the emperor was finally dressed.
Now that Zhu Yijun is wearing the imperial robes again, he can finally maintain his momentum and is no longer like the little pony pulling a big cart like before.
Zhu Yijun lowered his head, looked at the slightly mottled glass mirror, and nodded with satisfaction: "Let's go."
After that, he turned around and walked out of the palace.
The ministers quickly followed.
The group of people came out of Wanshou Palace.
Xu Wenbi, the commander of the Jinyi Guards who was guarding outside the palace, saw the emperor traveling and immediately greeted him: "Your Majesty."
Seeing the emperor's chin move slightly, he reported the matter: "Your Majesty, the reason for the announcement in the city has been found out. It should be Tan Yao, the censor."
Zhu Yijun was stunned: "One of the fourteen people who passed the magistrate examination last year?"
Zhang Hong on the side affirmed the emperor's memory: "Former magistrate of Jiaxing County, Zhejiang Province, Ding Chou passed the Fujian Taoist Censorship Examination in October last year."
Zhu Yijun sighed inwardly.
In addition to relying on political affairs to rise to the state capital, county magistrates also have the selection of public officials who can pass the examination.
This kind of official position, which is obtained based on merit, is often a minister who handles common affairs.
Unexpectedly, even such grassroots officials did not support the new law and went out to spread propaganda, calling the emperor a single husband and the chief minister an inhumane person.
When the foundation is shaken, demons and monsters will jump out!
Xu Wenbi followed the emperor and followed suit: "Recently, the courtiers have been very careful in private. The Jin Yiwei did not detect any gathering last night, but..."
"Chen Yan, the right minister of the Ministry of Personnel, Zhao Jin, the left minister of the Ministry of Rites, and Chen Yubi, the minister of Dali Temple, were not in the house after the starry night last night. They only saw people in the house late at night."
Zhu Yijun nodded and said nothing more.
The New Deal is like this, and it would be strange if there is no opposition.
When it comes to Dutian, everyone is unhappy.
After all, real estate tax collection is very difficult everywhere, and there will be no results if there is no distinction between the left and right central authorities.
To put it bluntly, the emperor and the cabinet are in the minority on this matter.
Not to mention seven years of emperor and assistant, even if it is more than ten years of prestige, it may not be able to be implemented.
This is also the reason why Zhu Yijun did not hesitate to deliberately indulge - only by intensifying conflicts can we begin to resolve them.
Monsters, ghosts, and snakes all jumped out, and the wind became strong.
When the wind is strong, there is a reason to straighten it out.
Zhu Yijun walked out of Xiyuan with a lot of thoughts.
At this time, a group of people from the bookstore, the Ministry of Rites, and other officials were already waiting here.
Seeing the emperor's honor guard, they all saluted.
"His Majesty."
"His Majesty."
Zhu Yijun looked at Ma Ziqiang first.
He sighed in his heart that this guy was much older. He stretched out his hand to help him up and complained: "Today is the time when I am alone. Why would Ma Qing step in to steal my limelight?"
Zhang Juzheng lost his father and has stayed at home until now; Gao Yi suffered a stroke and his lower limbs were paralyzed; Lu Tiaoyang suffered from phlegm disease after entering winter; Wang Chonggu has never participated in political affairs, and today he also complained of illness; Shen Shixing took office less than a year ago,
If he doesn't have enough prestige, he can only follow the emperor's butt.
In this way, it is natural to be on its own.
It's a pity that although Ma Ziqiang is seriously ill, he still refuses to be lonely.
Mr. Ma Ge is sixty-seven years old. Even if the emperor helps him up, his back is still a little rickety.
The wrinkles on his face relaxed a little, and he said with a smile: "After today, I will take up my official position, and I want to meet Your Majesty again."
Zhu Yijun did not try to persuade him anymore, but looked at Ma Ziqiang with a questioning look: "After Ma Qing takes office, is he going to return to his hometown, or should he stay in Beijing and let me give him a ride?"
Life and death are fateful, and there is nothing to avoid. The imperial doctor said that as long as Ma Ziqiang survives this winter, he may get better after spring.
But now it looks like this winter may not be easy.
While the emperor was talking to Ma Ziqiang, he led a group of Zhongshushe people, courtesy officers, and Jinwu guards to the Huangji Palace.
Ma Ziqiang followed the emperor's right side and replied: "Your Majesty, I still want to return to my roots after falling leaves."
Originally, he wanted the emperor to give him a ride and complete this story of emperor and minister.
But his condition worsened after winter, and he was on the verge of death several times. He suddenly thought of his hometown again.
After much deliberation, Ma Ziqiang finally decided to return to his roots.
After Zhu Yijun heard this, his heart softened. Yu Zun supported the old man and said, "I know, I will give you the title of Grand Master when the time comes, and you will return to your hometown with honor."
Ma Ziqiang was startled, with a slight twist on his face: "No... not very good..."
Zhu Yijun couldn't help but feel a little funny when he saw the old man's face suddenly turn rosy.
Seeing that they were approaching the big platform, the emperor turned his attention to Wang Shizhen again: "Wang Qing, today's history will be recorded by you yourself."
When Wang Shizhen heard this, she couldn't help but feel shocked.
In his current capacity, he usually only does daily review and modification, and does not need to do it himself.
Only when there was a big event, the emperor would let him write.
It's time for him to shine again!
Wang Shizhen was also unambiguous, and immediately took the pen and paper from the hand of He Luoshu, the master of the middle school room.
He looked at the sentence above, "The great scholar Ma Ziqiang died of illness, and the doctor gave him warm words of comfort" and couldn't help but shook his head.
He stood there and casually changed the period recently implemented by the Ministry of Rites into a comma, and added at the end "holding hands and walking hand in hand, as they have for seven years, moving hand in hand, the monarch and his ministers choked with emotion."
Wang Shizhen put down her pen with satisfaction and quickly caught up with the emperor.
…
"When the stars see something different, I blame myself..."
In front of Huangji Palace.
All officials were present, with the emperor at the top, speaking loudly about the origin and destination of today's gathering.
The courtiers looked at the emperor with different expressions.
This is the first time that the emperor blames himself because of the astrology.
There have been celestial warnings in the past.
There were two in the six years of Longqing.
At that time, Hu Chui was talking about astrology, and the grass on his grave was already three feet high.
There was also one in the second year of Wanli.
However, the emperor directly used his status as a master to suppress Dong Zhongshu and criticized Dong Zhongshu's telepathy.
The censor who was mentioned above was even pressed on his head and worshiped as a disciple of Li Zhi, where he has been studying till now.
There was also a comet streaking across the sky in the fourth year of Wanli. This time Yu Shixue was clever and no longer came forward. Instead, he asked Qin Tianjian to perform divination and interpret the prophecies.
Of course, we have also seen the fate of Qin Tianjian. The hereditary job was ruined and turned into the establishment of examinations.
It is really puzzling that the emperor who despises the will of heaven should pray to heaven for the first time.
It wasn't until the emperor set off and led the ministers to the southern suburbs that everyone finally couldn't hold back anymore and began to whisper to each other in secret.
When the group of people walked out of the Meridian Gate and walked to the Qianbu Royal Road outside the Liubu Yamen, Shen Shenxiao pulled Aimu to the side slightly.
"Your Majesty, you have finally found your way back, and you want to take this opportunity to show your good will?" Shen Shenxiao almost pressed his face against Aimu's neck, and his voice was very low.
Both of them are heads of the Criminal Department, low-level officials, and they are inconspicuous at the end of the queue.
Aimu felt a blast of hot air blowing on his neck and shrank his neck.
He pretended to yawn and covered his mouth, letting the sound pass behind him, and whispered: "It seems, I'm afraid the emperor also understands what it means to be irreversible."
Shen Shenxiao nodded happily: "It's time to strike while the iron is hot. Let's all play together later and let Yuan Fu return to Huguang to guard the system."
Aimu turned his head and pointed forward: "There are also people like Gao Yi, Lu Tiaoyang, and Ma Ziqiang."
"The old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled still hang around the cabinet. What else is this but a love for power? We just took advantage of this opportunity to have His Majesty depose him altogether."
In recent years, it is not that no one has impeached those who were obsessed with power and refused to serve in official positions. However, they were all retained by the emperor.
It's time for the emperor to bring order to the chaos.
Shen Shenxiao nodded with deep approval: "When the cabinet ministers are elected, as long as they are not these flattering ministers, the government will be back on track."
Ai Mu pondered for a moment: "Mr. Zhao Jin is a filial friend by nature, and he is well-versed in knowledge. I hope Shen Shixing can discern pearls with his sharp eyes."
Zhao Jin Dunhou is an elder, gentle in behavior, and has a sufficient position as Zuo Shilang in the Ministry of Rites.
Shen Shenxiao followed: "There is also Lu Guangzu, Duke Lu. He is a talented official and has the integrity of the ancient masters. He can be recommended by the cabinet ministers."
Lu Guangzu was the left minister of the Ministry of Punishment. He had already suppressed Zhang Han, an incompetent person, and had no choice but to follow the law in the Ministry of Punishment.
The two of them talked in a low voice, so outsiders could not hear.
After all, there were thousands of people in the sacrificial team.
In addition to more than 600 court officials, there were also ceremonial guards of jade, gold, elephant, leather, and wood, as well as drums and music from the Sijiao Square, military flags from Jinwu Guards, painters and craftsmen from the inner court, etc.
It stretches for several miles and is grand and impressive.
A group of people walked across the overpass - Wang Liang's Five Stars, in the north of Kui, in the middle of the river... Also called a beam, it is an overpass that controls wind and rain. The overpass is a dedicated passage for emperors to offer sacrifices and was first built in the Yuan Dynasty.
Zhao Jin, who was walking in the front line, looked at the emperor's back and thought it was a pity.
He originally planned to report the celestial phenomena to the emperor today.
As an official of the Liubu Hall, the emperor could not fool him with ease like the imperial censor. He had to respond - he had used a solar eclipse to remonstrate King Sejong, which also caused an uproar in the court.
As for the consequences?
Either he joins the cabinet or he is hated by the emperor.
The former is naturally good, and the latter is nothing to be afraid of.
At first, Shizong was so angry that he scolded Zhao Jin for "deceiving heaven and slandering the emperor", looking like he was about to kill him and then kill him.
The result? In the end, he was dismissed hastily.
Once the limelight is over, some court officials will naturally remember his efforts and fame and revive him.
Although the current emperor is somewhat headstrong, he is not as ruthless as Emperor Sejong.
He had everything planned out, even the memorials were still in his sleeves.
Who knows, before he exerts his strength, the emperor bows his head early in the morning and plans to pray in the southern suburbs.
It is a pity that this opportunity has been planned for a long time and is a good example for scholars all over the world.
I'm afraid there may not be such a good opportunity in the future to be able to represent the world's officials and gentry.
Zhao Jin couldn't help but shook his head when he thought of this.
Alas, no matter what, the emperor is now willing to ease his attitude with the courtiers, so he must give up his position in the cabinet - otherwise, if it has been stolen by sycophants such as Zhang Juzheng and Gao Yi and isolated from above and below, how can he ease the situation in the court?
Cabinet ministers...
Zhao Jin glanced at Wang Xijue who had entered the capital, and then shook his head.
This person's qualifications are too low. Even if he is given a cabinet recommendation, he will not be able to compete with himself in court discussions.
He turned his attention to Chen Yan, the right servant of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and shook his head again.
When he was the censor of the capital, he caused a mess in the capital procuratorate. He was just an incompetent person. Now he is still in the staff department. It is more because the emperor wants him to occupy the pit, for fear that someone will divide the application.
right.
So, Chen Yubi, the minister of Dali Temple?
This guy is even worse. The third-grade official is still two steps away from the cabinet. He must at least be promoted to the position of sixth-grade minister.
I must have missed it this time.
so……
Zhao Jin slowly looked at Lu Guangzu.
It happened that Lu Guangzu also came over.
The two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes separated as soon as they touched each other, and their thoughts were unclear.
Lu Guangzu, who withdrew his gaze, shook his head secretly in his heart. Zhao Jin was an old man with stale ideas and an expression that looked like he was sure of victory. He didn't know how he would die by then.
Lu Guangzu returned his gaze to the emperor, his heart becoming more and more alarmed and uncertain.
This time the emperor prayed to heaven and blamed himself. Is it really because he wanted to allow Zhang Juzheng to serve as an official and to calm down the disputes in the court?
This is good, but it really doesn’t look like the emperor’s style!
The more he thought about it, the more he frowned.
Lu Guangzu actually didn't care too much about whether Zhang Juzheng abided by the system or not.
He only has extremely strong opinions on the new laws he implements, and he can't wait to get rid of them!
This new law is simply the medicine of a tiger or a wolf, a policy of quick death!
Toda Dingkou, is that something touchable?
If you don't pay attention, the whole world will turn against you! The whole world may be destroyed in the hands of these people!
Since he became an official, he has seen county magistrates who own hundreds of houses, governors who usurp thousands of acres of fertile land, and chief ministers who control half of the province's merchants and have hundreds of thousands of silver in their treasury.
After occupying a high position in the central government, he was surrounded by relatives of the country who were complicit in the evil, and even more noble and sanctimonious officials from the capital.
Not to mention the local squires who hid their acres and the wealthy businessmen who kept slaves.
From top to bottom, inside and out, he didn't know how this new method could be implemented!
Even if he is as incorruptible as Lu Guangzu, he has hid a few acres and a few people, let alone others?
The emperor and the cabinet have been aloof for too long and have no understanding of the local reality, and their government decrees are extremely childish.
How could these people be allowed to harm the Ming Dynasty?
To save the Ming Dynasty, the current plan is to recuperate and calm down!
When the Tatars and Japanese pirates are defeated, won't the situation gradually get better?
It's a pity that if the emperor doesn't really see the resistance, he won't realize his naivety.
He, Lu, had some good intentions, and he hoped that the emperor and the cabinet would understand.
Lu Guangzu's thoughts surged and he was moved by himself again.
The courage to face all the emperor's methods burst out in his heart.
Keep your head high and your chest high, and move forward.
…
As the group of people arrived at the southern suburbs, everyone stopped thinking one after another.
Station position.
Sweep the altar.
Slaughtering and setting up animals.
Each of them was busy with the matter of offering sacrifices.
The emperor stood in front of the altar and allowed the ceremony officer to arrange his appearance without any unnecessary expression.
Not long after.
Ma Ziqiang stepped forward and said: "Play music!"
A burst of music sounded, and they sang in unison: "The rituals and music have lasted for thousands of years, singing the praises of the world. The clothes and hats danced on the Nine Dragons..."
The music stops.
Ma Ziqiang held back his cough and went out again: "Zhi said, on Gengchen day in October of the seventh year of Wanli, His Majesty the Emperor will worship heaven and earth in the southern suburbs!"
As soon as the words fell.
The officials of the Ministry of Rites retired to their ministerial positions.
All the ceremonial guards, music officers, guards, etc., have to withdraw.
There were only over 600 civil and military officials, divided into two groups, facing the altar.
Zhu Yijun was originally facing the court official and the altar, but now he slowly turned around.
Under the attention of thousands of people, the emperor bowed slowly: "I, Emperor Jun, only go to the southern suburbs."
All the officials below lowered their heads and listened to the emperor reciting the sacrificial words.
Liu Tai, who was standing at the end of the train, felt relieved and nodded slowly.
The emperor was not hopeless, at least he did not go as far as Jie and Zhou.
This situation is the best outcome.
The emperor on the altar bowed once again.
His voice was clear and clear, and he continued to pray: "The comet appears in the night and robs the purple sky. I am worried about it all night long."
When Zou Yuanbiao heard this, his thoughts wandered, and he just felt that this astrological sign came at the right time.
Otherwise, if the emperor is rebellious and cannot find a way out, he may never repent.
It's fine now, everyone just accepts it when they see fit. It can be regarded as a repeat of the old events in Xining, which will be remembered in the history books in the future.
Zhu Yijun's voice became louder: "Naiyin."
"There are local officials who are corrupt, corrupt the law, and cruelly harm the people. They want to be harmed by heaven..."
The courtiers were originally bowing down, but when they heard this sentence suddenly, many people suddenly raised their heads.
The expressions of the courtiers, who had only been pleased with themselves just now, suddenly changed their expressions.
Zhao Jin was shocked and opened his mouth wide to look at He Luowen of the Hanlin Academy who wrote Qing Ci, and Ma Ziqiang of the Ministry of Rites. Unfortunately, they lowered their heads and couldn't see their expressions clearly.
Lu Guangzu suddenly narrowed his eyes, and the last trace of luck in his heart disappeared. He looked at the emperor's back and sighed in disappointment.
Zhu Yijun, as if he didn't hear the movement behind him, recited loudly: "There are many officials in the capital who are disobeying the new policy, resisting the new policy, and harming the local morality..."
The head of the Ministry of Punishment, Shen Shenxiao, finally couldn't hold it in any longer and stepped forward boldly: "Your Majesty! The sacrificial words written by He Luowen contain evil intentions. Please suspend it for the time being!"
Censor Tan Yao became even more angry and reprimanded unabashedly: "Pushing your subordinates past you is definitely not the behavior of a holy king! Your Majesty, please think twice!"
Zhu Yijun was unaware of these strange noises.
He read the last sentence attentively: "I would like to bear the guilt on behalf of my ministers. I will use jade and silk, sacrifice them together, and rice to fill the common people's goods. I will be clear and clean. I will look up to you and learn from it, and I will bless the people."
The courtiers were all in an uproar.
The emperor looked at him in disbelief.
A cold east wind blew through, chilling my bones.
When Wang Shizhen saw this, his face turned rosy and he wrote as if he was inspired.
Shen Shixing shook his head slightly towards Wang Xijue, who looked puzzled, indicating that he would just watch.
At this time, the emperor, who was attracting everyone's attention, slowly put the incense on it and bowed three times.
Then Zhu Yijun turned around, swept across the courtiers, and calmly met all the eyes, which were either angry, stunned, disappointed, admired, or panicked...
Everything is under his eyes.
Zhu Yijun slowly walked to the edge of the Temple of Heaven and Earth, looked down at the ministers, and wrote lightly: "Since I came to power, I have promoted salt administration, cleared up the administration of officials, promoted the Pope's office, pacified Duoyan, suppressed Japanese pirates, regulated water conditions, promoted commerce and trade, and worked on agriculture.
mulberry……"
"It has been more than eight years now, and the long-standing decline of the country has been finally eliminated. His virtue has been admired throughout the world, and his achievements have been passed down to a hundred generations."
"On the other hand, among the ministers, there are Zhang Juzheng, Gao Yi and other loyal and patriotic mentors, and there are also rebellious ministers and traitors, such as Bo Xun who stole the Buddha, devoured the country's money, deceived the people, concealed the truth from the emperor, deceived the Holy Mother, and failed in the exams.
Consolidate the acres of land, hide the entrance, and block sea transportation..."
"All these people who have no king and no people, form cliques for personal gain, kill the people and bully the king."
"Now that there is a vision in the sky..."
Zhu Yijun lowered his head, looked at Zhao Jin, Liu Tai and the others, and said seriously: "If someone is not a sign, how can he still give me a sign?"
Chapter completed!