I'm really not doing business

Chapter 4 Royal Charter
This Daming Imperial Palace has air leaks everywhere, no different from a sieve.

The longest living emperor of the Ming Dynasty is Taizu Gao Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, 71 years old, the second is Chengzu Wen Emperor Zhu Di, 65 years old, and the third is Zhu Yijun’s grandfather, Emperor Xiuxian of Ming Dynasty, Emperor Jiajing who took all kinds of pills all day long ,60 years old.

None of the other emperors lived past the age of 60.

With Emperor Jiajing, the old Taoist priests were at the same level of palace fighting, and the maidservant attempted to assassinate the old Taoist priest.

What kind of dangerous place is this palace?
The other emperors had their own ways of dying. They either took medicine from tigers and wolves with wine, or fell into the water because they couldn't swim, or they just didn't know why. Few of them died well. The Ming emperor was so ridiculous that even one Can't let go of a good death?

There are also those who can't even write down the official historians, such as Zhu Qiyu, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the history books can only give a dead word, let it go.

It is not unusual for any strange things to happen in this Daming Imperial Palace.

"Mother, mother, it's getting late, the child is sleepy, and there will be a homework feast tomorrow." Zhu Yijun looked innocently, and motioned to the two queen mothers to talk again, and it would be dawn soon.

Empress Dowager Li and Empress Dowager Chen both stood up when they heard the words. Empress Dowager Li looked at Zhu Yijun's forehead again, and then said with rosy eyes: "I have to do my homework, and I have to go to the banquet. It's hard for my son. Go to sleep." .”

Empress Dowager Chen couldn't bear it and said: "Why don't you just stop for a day tomorrow, the emperor is so frightened, it will be fine if you rest for a day, can the ministers of the court take this matter and criticize the emperor? All day long, I know what to do, and I can’t do this and I can’t do that if I keep the emperor in those rules and regulations.”

Empress Dowager Li was silent for a long time, looked at Zhu Yijun, and said helplessly, "Sister, I can't rest."

When Empress Dowager Chen heard the words, she didn't say a word. She knew that what Empress Dowager Li said was true, and the Lord Shaoguo doubted that this little emperor would be so easy to be.

"Alas." The two empress dowagers looked at each other speechlessly, only sighed twice, even if they suffered such unforeseen misfortunes, the young emperor still had to study and feast every day.

Zhu Yijun's face is still full of innocence, this little skin is very disguised, this Ming Dynasty is full of monsters, so one has to be more cautious in everything.

In fact, he has another way of living, that is, like the Wanli Emperor in history, he just caress about everything.

Zhu Yijun didn't want to let it go, and he didn't want to let it go. He was bullied by eunuchs, civil servants, and frankly, Jiannu. This is not the right emperor.

If he doesn't want to, he just doesn't want to, and his thoughts are not clear.

After the two empress dowagers left, Zhu Yijun stared at the tablet hung high in the Qianqing Palace, on which were written four big characters "Respect Heaven and Fazu", which was the ancestral motto left by the Ming Dynasty.

Respect, respect, law, and imitation, these four words mean: to practice the way of heaven is called respecting heaven;

Zhu Yijun's learning of martial arts is of course ignorant and incompetent, and he does not do his job properly, which is not the right path, but he has moved out of the method of his ancestors, and he has touched the corners of military power after all.

It's just that this signboard of respecting the heaven and the ancestors will be replaced by the "righteousness" written in Manchu and Chinese by the slaves of the Tartar and Qing Dynasties in a few decades.

Zhu Yijun stood straight, staring at the sign.

Calculating the time, there are still 41 years left in the Battle of Salhu, which is enough time. He accepted his status as a little emperor, and set a lower limit for himself. If you bite your teeth, you will smash Jiannu to pieces.

This Ming Dynasty can be sacrificed to the common people, but not to the slaves.

To make Daming great again, the road is long and stumbling, the road has to be taken step by step, and the meal has to be eaten bite by bite. Compared with the grand goal of making Daming great again, first of all, we must clean up around ourselves.

"Zhang Hong." Zhu Yijun looked at the four big characters Jingtian Fazu and said suddenly.

"The minister is here." Zhang Hong replied hastily.

The performance of the little emperor today is all in the eyes of Zhang Hong. Feng Bao, who is quite trusted on weekdays, actually beat up like that, and even passed the test by chance when he was about to be knocked to death. Feng Bao was seriously injured. With some strength, I'm afraid he will die directly.

The Empress Dowager Li has always trusted Feng Bao. Whatever Feng Bao says, the Empress Dowager Li will believe. If there are only Feng Bao and the Empress Dowager Li, Feng Bao is so eloquent that he might be able to get away with it with just a few slaps.

What happened today obviously has a lot to do with the little emperor in front of him. There are some submissive little emperors on weekdays, but today is very different from the past.

"Wipe the floor, it's full of blood." Zhu Yijun said indifferently.

A few young eunuchs behind Zhang Hong immediately began to wipe the floor, eager to lick the blood on the ground with their tongues. These young eunuchs all worshiped Zhang Hong's adoptive father, and their surname was Zhang.

Zhu Yijun looked at the card of King Jingtian Fazu, and said coldly: "You purposely endured the pain and refused to bandage up to face the saint, just to gain a chance to get ahead, and you won it."

Zhang Hong's heart trembled, and he said more respectfully: "Your Majesty Tianhui, the minister's small actions cannot escape His Majesty's insightful eyes!"

Although the little emperor is small, it doesn't 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 see it too. Now that you are an eunuch of the Qianqing Palace, it is equivalent to fighting Feng Daban with swords and guns. That is his right. Captured the assassin and took a big piece from him, can he spare you afterwards?"

"Feng Daban is my great companion, and you are also an old man in Qiandi, and one of my great companions. Feng Daban is the head of the palace, and you are also the head of the palace. Feng Daban is currently in the Qing Palace, and I will also send you to Qing Palace."

"You take the emperor's order, do you know what to do?"

The seat master is a kind of political relationship, similar to the seat master. More generally speaking, the seat master in the palace is the big eunuch who becomes the father of the little eunuch, and a community of interests maintained by interests. All prosperity and all losses, Zhang Hong is the hidden mansion. If you are old, it is natural that someone will take refuge in you.

"I know, but if the queen mother knows, I'm afraid..." Zhang Hong hesitated for a while, apparently still worried about the queen mother's reaction.

Zhu Yijun interrupted Zhang Hong, and asked quite calmly, "Whose minion are you?"

"Your Majesty's minions." Zhang Hong replied without any hesitation. His Majesty is still young, but his back looks extraordinarily stable.

The ambition is not young, and Queen Mother Li also said that Zhang Hong will follow the emperor in the future. That Zhang Hong has only one master, and that is 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, and if the queen mother is to blame, it will be on my head first, and I will suffer first. If you scold, you will be beaten, do you understand?"

"Your Majesty understands!" Only then did Zhang Hong understand the meaning of His Majesty's words, who is the minion.

His majesty is not too old, but he sees it more clearly than him. Zhang Hong knows his identity. He is the emperor's minion, which is a kind of subordinate relationship.

The emperor's meaning was very clear. If the empress dowager really blamed her, the emperor would come forward and say it. Regardless of whether the emperor would come forward, the emperor had already said it, and that was enough.

At least His Majesty is willing to promise and speak up.

As for whether it will be fulfilled, Zhang Hong has never expected his master to fulfill his promise.

Zhu Yijun walked up to the bed, flipped it over, handed a letter card to Zhang Hong and said, "I don't want the palace maid who will wash me up tomorrow, the eunuch who will serve me in my daily life and study, and the little yellow gate who will guide me. It's Feng Daban's person, do you understand?"

"You go to my martial arts teacher, Ti Commander Zhu Xixiao, and transfer Fifty Ti to ride the Qing Palace. Whoever dares to disobey his order will be convicted of treason and will not be pardoned! Do you understand?"

"I understand! I understand!" Zhang Hong said forcefully as he gripped the letter card tightly.

Only then did Zhang Hong know why his master insisted on finding Tishuai Zhu Xixiao to learn martial arts from his teacher. It turned out that he wanted to use it here!
Holding the letter card in his hand, Zhang Hong took the order and left. He was a good master, willing to take responsibility, and he also gave specific and clear goals, and also gave specific implementation methods, all he needed was to implement them. .

Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Hong's back with a pensive look on his face.

Zhang Hongneng endured the severe pain, dripping blood all the way from his house in the corridor to Qianqing Palace. He is a ruthless man. With his own backing, it is not difficult to do things. If he holds the emperor's letter card, such things can't be done well. , that Zhang Hong should stop thinking about fighting Feng Bao, stop thinking about being an ancestor, go to the back mountain to find a rope and hang himself.

As for the scope of the Qing Palace, it was not too big or too small, it was only the people around him, if the Queen Mother Li refused to allow this, Zhu Yijun would have to make another plan.

Standing behind the indestructible shield of imperial power, Zhu Yijun carefully tested the limits of his own power.

He must take the initiative and must fight.

If there is no dispute, there is only one end, that is, after Zhang Juzheng's death, the officials will counterattack Zhang Juzheng, and he, the supreme emperor of Ming Dynasty, can only follow the opinions of the officials to liquidate Zhang Juzheng and his New Deal, and then wait The courtiers threw a copy of "Drinking Qi, Wealth and Sex" on their faces, helpless.

In the 15th year of Wanli, Luo Yuren, the left commentator of Dali Temple, said that he was drunk, rich and lustful, and scolded Emperor Wanli for being full of five poisons.

Does Emperor Wanli have a solution?

No.

Indisputable, the consequence is: become a marionette, sit on the Fengtian Temple where the artifact of the world is located, and act as a rubber stamp.

If you don't argue, the consequence is: Facing the crumbling Ming Dynasty, you will be helpless and become a coward, hiding in the harem without saying a word.

Indisputable, the consequence is: Daming's dogs dare to bark their teeth at Daming, and the people of Daming are willing to be bullied.

He wants to fight.

He also wanted to see whether Zhang Juzheng, Feng Bao, and Empress Dowager Li, the Iron Triangle, dared to risk the world's disgrace and abolish himself as the emperor!
Zhang Hong brought his adopted sons to the Wufeng Building of Chengtian Gate, found the commander-in-chief Zhu Xixiao, showed his letter card, and said: "Your Majesty has a decree to transfer fifty Tiqi to clear Qianqing Palace!"

"How dare you?" Zhu Xixiao was taken aback, and asked with a drastic change in expression.

Only then did he know that the little emperor's apprenticeship was intended to drag him into trouble.

When Zhu Xixiao realized that he had boarded a pirate ship, it was too late to regret it. He thought that His Majesty wanted to practice martial arts simply because of the assassination. Why is he thinking so much at such a young age!

This Tiqi, tune or not?
Zhang Hong held up the emperor's letter card with his injured hand and said sharply: "How dare you? Imperial power charter!"

"Ti Shuai, are you planning to resist the decree!"

Does Zhu Xixiao dare to resist the edict?
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