Chapter 4 Royal Charter
The Ming Dynasty Palace has air leakage everywhere, no different from a sieve.
The longest living emperor of the Ming Dynasty was Emperor Taizu Gao Zhu Yuanzhang, who was seventy-one years old, the second was Emperor Chengzuwen Zhu Di, who was sixty-five years old, and the third was Zhu Yijun’s grandfather, Emperor Xiuxian of the Ming Dynasty. Emperor Jiajing, who took various elixirs all day long, was sixty years old.
None of the other emperors lived past the age of sixty.
With the level of palace fighting between Emperor Jiajing and the old Taoist priest, there was also an attempted assassination of the old Taoist priest by a palace maid.
What kind of dangerous place is this palace?
Other emperors had their own ways of dying. Either they drank the tiger and wolf medicine with wine, or they fell into the water because they couldn’t swim, or they died inexplicably, and few died happily. Emperor Ming Is it so ridiculous that it can’t even end well?
There are also those that even historians cannot write down, such as the Ming Dynasty Zong Zhu Qiyu. The history books can only give a word of death and leave it alone.
It is not unusual for anything strange to happen in the Ming Dynasty Palace.
"Mother, mother, it's getting late, the children are sleepy, and there are lessons and a feast tomorrow." Zhu Yijun's eyes were pure, and he motioned to the two queen mothers to continue chatting, it would be dawn.
After hearing this, Queen Mother Li and Queen Mother Chen both stood up. Queen Mother Li looked at Zhu Yijun's forehead again, and then said with red eyes: "I have to do my homework, and I have to go to the Sutra banquet. It's hard for my son. Go to sleep." "
Mother Chen said with an unbearable expression: "Why don't we stop for a day tomorrow? The prince is so frightened, it won't be a big deal if he takes a day off, and the ministers in the DPRK can still use this matter to criticize. Isn't it possible for the emperor to do this? There are a lot of people who know what to do all day long, and they can't do this or that."
Empress Dowager Li was silent for a long time. Looking at Zhu Yijun, he said helplessly: "Sister, I can't rest."
Hearing this, the Queen Mother Chen also said nothing. She knew that Queen Mother Li was telling the truth. The young master was suspicious of this little emperor. How could it be that easy?
"Alas." The two queen mothers looked at each other speechlessly, and could only sigh twice. Even if they suffered such a misfortune, the young emperor still had to do his homework and feast every day.
Zhu Yijun still has a face full of innocence. This little skin is very disguised. In this Ming Dynasty where there are evildoers everywhere, you have to be cautious in everything.
Actually, he has another way of living, which is to take everything for granted like the Wanli Emperor in history.
Zhu Yijun is not willing to settle down, and he is not willing to settle down. He is bullied by eunuchs, bullied by civil servants, and especially bullied by slaves. He is not an emperor.
If he doesn’t want to, he just doesn’t want to, and his thoughts are unclear.
After the two queen mothers left, Zhu Yijun stared at the plaque hanging high in the Qianqing Palace. On it were written the four characters "Respect Heaven and Fa Zu", which were the ancestral mottos left by the Ming Dynasty.
The four words "reverence", "respect", "dharma", and "imitation" mean: practicing the way of heaven is called respecting heaven; practicing the wisdom of one's ancestors is called Dharma ancestor.
Zhu Yijun's study of martial arts was naturally uneducated and incompetent, and was not the right path. However, he applied the methods of his ancestors and finally touched every corner of military power.
It’s just that this sign of respecting Heaven and the Patriarch will be replaced by “upright and bright” written by the Tatar slaves in both Manchu and Chinese in a few decades.
Zhu Yijun stood upright, staring at the sign.
Calculating the time, there are still forty-one years left in the Battle of Saarhu. There is enough time. He accepted his identity as a little emperor and set a lower limit for himself. He was the only one left. In one breath, even if he crawls or bites with his teeth, Jiannu can be bitten to pieces.
In this Ming Dynasty, it is okay to die for the common people, but not for the slaves.
To make the Ming Dynasty great again, there are many obstacles. The road must be walked step by step, and the food must be eaten bite by bite. Compared with the grand goal of making the Ming Dynasty great again, first of all, we must clean up around ourselves.
"Zhang Hong." Zhu Yijun looked at the four characters of Jingtian Dharma Patriarch and suddenly said.
"I am here." Zhang Hong replied quickly.
The performance of the little emperor today is all in Zhang Hong's eyes. Feng Bao, who is usually quite trusted, was beaten like that, and even managed to survive by being knocked to death. Feng Bao was injured. It's very heavy, if I use any more strength, I'm afraid I'll die immediately.
Empress Dowager Li has always trusted Feng Bao. Empress Dowager Li will believe whatever Feng Bao says. If there were only Feng Bao and Empress Dowager Li, Feng Bao would be able to get away with a few slaps because of Feng Bao's eloquent tongue.
What happened today obviously has a lot to do with the little emperor in front of him. There are some submissive little emperors in normal times, but today is very different from the past.
"Wipe the floor, there is blood." Zhu Yijun said slightly nonchalantly.
The few young eunuchs behind Zhang Hong immediately started mopping the floor, wanting to lick the blood on the floor clean with their tongues. These young eunuchs all worshiped Zhang Hong's adoptive father, and they all had the surname Zhang.
Zhu Yijun looked at the card number of Patriarch Jingtian and said coldly: "You deliberately endured the pain and refused to bandage to meet the saint, just to gain a chance to get ahead, and you got it."
Zhang Hong's heart shivered, and he said more respectfully: "Your Majesty is so wise, my little moves cannot escape your Majesty's discerning eyes!"
Although the little emperor is young, it does not mean that the little emperor is easy to fool.
Zhu Yijun continued: "I can see it, the Queen Mother can see it, and Feng Daban can naturally see it. You are now the eunuch of Qianqing Palace, which is equivalent to fighting Feng Daban with swords and guns. That is him By catching the assassin, you took away a large chunk of his power. Can he spare you afterwards?” One of his great companions, Feng Daban, is the lord of the palace. You are also the lord. Feng Daban is currently in the Qing Palace, and I have sent you to Qing Palace.”
“You have received my emperor’s order, do you know what to do? "The master is a political relationship, similar to the master. To put it more popularly, the master in the palace is the elder eunuch who acts as the father of the younger eunuch. They are a community of interests maintained by interests. Everyone is prosperous and everyone suffers. Zhang Hong is the latent one. Di Jiuying, naturally someone will take refuge.
"I know, but if the Queen Mother finds out, I'm afraid..." Zhang Hong hesitated for a moment, obviously still worried about the Queen Mother's reaction.
Zhu Yijun interrupted Zhang Hong and asked quite calmly: "Whose minion are you?"
"His Majesty's minion." Zhang Hong replied immediately without any hesitation, His Majesty is still young, but his back looks particularly stable.
You have ambitions at a young age. Empress Dowager Li also told Zhang Hong to follow the emperor in the future. Then Zhang Hong only had one master, and that was His Majesty the Emperor in front of him.
Zhu Yijun turned around, looked at Zhang Hong, and said very solemnly: "If the Queen Mother is to blame, I will tell the Queen Mother separately that you are my minion. Even if the Queen Mother is to blame, she will blame me first. Come up, I will be scolded first, and then you will be beaten. Do you understand?”
“I understand!” Only then did Zhang Hong understand what his majesty meant by “whose minions.”
His Majesty is not too old, but he sees more clearly than him. Zhang Hong understands his identity. He is the emperor's minion. This is a subordinate relationship.
The emperor's meaning is very clear. If the Queen Mother is really blamed, the emperor will come forward and say something. Regardless of whether the emperor will come forward or not, the emperor has said it, and that is enough.
At least His Majesty is willing to make a promise and speak out.
As for whether to fulfill his promise, Zhang Hong never expected his master to fulfill his promise.
Zhu Yijun walked to the bed, flipped it over, handed a letter card to Zhang Hong, and said: "I don't want the palace maids who will wash me tomorrow, the eunuchs who will serve me in my daily life and study, and the eunuchs who will serve me tomorrow. The little yellow gate that leads the way is from Feng Daban, do you understand?”
“You go to my martial arts teacher, Ti Commander Zhu Xixiao, and mobilize fifty ti cavalry to clear the palace. Who dares to disobey and seek great cause? "I understand, I understand!" Zhang Hong tightened his grip on the letter and said forcefully.
Only then did Zhang Hong know why his master insisted on learning martial arts from Tishuai Zhu Xixiao. It turned out that he wanted to use it here!
Zhang Hong held the letter in his hand and took the order. He was a good master and was willing to take responsibility. He also gave specific and clear goals and specific implementation methods. He just needs to execute it.
Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Hong's back with a thoughtful look on his face.
Zhang Hong was able to endure the severe pain and came to Qianqing Palace dripping with blood all the way from Langxia's home. He was a ruthless man. With his own support, it was not difficult for him to do things. If he had the emperor's letter card, it would be so difficult. If things still don't go well, then Zhang Hong should stop thinking about fighting Feng Bao, don't think about becoming an ancestor, and just go to the back mountain to find a rope to hang himself.
As for the scope of the Qing Palace, it is neither big nor small, just the people around him. If Empress Dowager Li does not allow this, Zhu Yijun will make other plans.
Zhu Yijun stood behind the indestructible shield of imperial power and carefully tested the limits of his power.
He must take the initiative and fight.
There is only one outcome if there is no dispute, that is, after Zhang Juzheng dies, the officials will counterattack Zhang Juzheng. As the supreme emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he can only follow the opinions of the officials and destroy Zhang Juzheng and his New Deal. Clean it up, and then wait for the courtiers to throw a copy of "Drunk, Wealth, and Sex" in their faces, helpless.
In the 15th year of Wanli, Luo Yuren, the left judge of Dali Temple, was a drunkard, poor in wealth and sex, and angrily scolded the Wanli Emperor for being possessed of the five poisons.
Does Emperor Wanli have any solution?
No.
If you don’t argue, the consequences will be: becoming a puppet on strings, sitting in the Huangji Palace where the artifacts of the world are, and acting as a rubber stamp.
If you don’t fight, the consequences will be: Facing the crumbling Ming Dynasty, you will be helpless and become a coward, hiding in the harem without saying a word.
If you don’t fight, the consequences will be: the dogs of the Ming Dynasty dare to show their teeth at the Ming Dynasty, and the people of the Ming Dynasty will be bullied by others.
He wants to fight.
He also wanted to see if the iron triangle of Zhang Juzheng, Feng Bao, and Queen Mother Li dared to risk the disapproval of the world and depose himself as the emperor!
Zhang Hong took several of his adopted sons to the Wufeng Tower of Chengtianmen, found Ti Commander Zhu Xixiao, showed the letter sign, and said: "Your Majesty has a decree to mobilize fifty Ti cavalry to clear the Qianqing Palace!"
"How dare you?" Zhu Xixiao was stunned and asked with a drastic change in his expression.
Only then did he realize that the little emperor's intention to become a disciple was to drag him into trouble.
When Zhu Xixiao realized that he had boarded the pirate ship, he regretted it too late. He thought that His Majesty simply wanted to practice martial arts because of the assassination. Why did he have so many thoughts at such a young age!
Is this Tiqi tuned or not?
Zhang Hong used his injured hand to hold up the emperor's letter and said sternly: "How dare you? Imperial authority!"
"Tishuai, are you planning to resist the decree!"
Does Zhu Xixiao dare to resist the decree?
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