Ming Dynasty: At the beginning, the house was ransacked and the ancestral temple was burned down.

Chapter 55 You will forgive me, right?
  "Go back to Your Highness." Luo Sigong replied truthfully: "That boy mixed the truth with lies. Forgive me for your incompetence. I really can't find out without punishment."

"Damn..." When he heard that even Jin Yiwei was unable to do anything to Zhang Chonghui, Zhu Yili couldn't help laughing.

"Forget it, you can't ask if you can't ask. Anyway, everything is left to you. By the way, I am sick now, you know that, right?" Zhu Yiliu asked meaningfully.

"I understand." Luo Sigong understood that Zhu Yiliu wanted to dump everything on him, but the young prince himself was pretending to be ill to escape responsibility.

"As long as you understand." Zhu Yili showed a satisfied smile and added: "In the final analysis, we are all working for the emperor. Now the inspector is dead, Qiu Shilang is crazy, and the king is sick again. In this way , it will be much harder for you and Eunuch Zhang to confiscate your home."

Luo Sigong smiled and cupped his hands and replied: "Your Highness is joking. You are right. We all work for the emperor. It is the duty of ministers to serve the emperor and father. Why bother to work hard? I just feel like eating sweet wine."

Both of them said they were "doing things for the emperor", but in fact they both knew very well that they were just looking for a high-sounding reason to "disband" for their short-term "cooperation".

"Hahaha." Zhu Yili laughed a few times and said, "I like smart people like you."

Luo Sigong was actually not happy about being praised, but he still smiled brightly, as if he was extremely happy, and said flatteringly: "I am very happy to receive your highness's praise."

"Okay, okay." Zhu Yiliu smiled, waved his hand, and said, "I'm tired, please step back."

"Yes." Luo Sigong bowed his hands, bowed his head and backed away step by step. He didn't turn around until he reached the door.

Luo Sigong left, but Zhu Yixuan, who had stayed up all night, did not go to rest immediately. Instead, he picked up the memorial he had written all night on the table and worked up his energy to check it carefully.

Zhu Yiliu wrote this memorial all night long, with thousands of words in length. It was an "application letter" he wrote to his brother, Emperor Wanli Zhu Yijun.

The content in the memorial can be said to be completely opposite to Zhu Yili's actual practice.

In reality, Zhu Yiliu pulled everyone into his 'pit', and eventually dumped all the shit on others.

However, in the memorial, Zhu Yili changed from his usual habit of blaming the blame. Instead, he took all the blame for the raid on the Zhang family on himself.

It ranges from not being able to make money, Ren Yangxin dying, Qiu Li going crazy; down to all kinds of trivial matters. All in all, as long as there was something 'not', it was all taken over by Zhu Yili.

The words are very sincere and full of the meaning of 'self-blame'. Those who don't know better think that this is a loyal prince who is willing to sacrifice himself just to preserve the overall situation.

It is worth mentioning that at the end of this "pleasure letter", Zhu Yili begged his brother the emperor to remove him from the throne as punishment.

Did Zhu Yili really admit his mistake?
  How can it be! He is the prince of the Zhu family who has been pampered by his family since childhood. In his opinion, he cannot be wrong!
  Does Zhu Yili really want the emperor to depose him from the throne as punishment?
  Less likely! He was just gambling! He bet that his brother would not dare to dethrone his only brother from the throne!

Zhu Yili made a bet that not only did his brother Zhu Yijun not dare to dethrone him! They will even try their best to help him cover up his mistakes! He even took the blame for his mistakes!

"Queen Mother, Queen Mother." Zhu Yiyi yawned again, wiping his tears and smiling to himself: "This time, I will definitely be able to beat you in the bet!"

While smiling, Zhu Yili felt a rare feeling of guilt, because he suddenly thought of his unlucky brother Zhu Yijun who was thousands of miles away.

"Brother, I'm sorry. Brother, I didn't mean it. You will forgive me, right?"

"Well, I know you do."

Zhu Yili asked and answered himself with great certainty, and finished checking the memorial in his hand.

After being handed over to his servants for urgent dispatch to the capital, Zhu Yili fell into a deep sleep after being sleepy all night.

Zhu Yili slept very peacefully. He even dreamed of Princess Li, who was about to marry him. In the dream, the two of them were getting married. He watched the girl he fell in love with at first sight finally marry him as his wife. Even in his sleep, the little girl The prince couldn't help but giggle so much that he drooled... At the same time, thousands of miles away in the capital, in the Forbidden City, Zhu Yijun, Zhu Yijun's brother, the Wanli Emperor...

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Huangji Palace.

Zhu Yijun had not slept well for two nights in a row. At this moment, his complexion was extremely poor, and the bags under his eyes were so dark and purple.

But even if the situation of him, the emperor and the father, has reached this point, the ministers under him still refuse to give up and pester him!
  The condition of these ministers was not good either. They had knelt outside Huangji Gate all night and waited for their emperor and father all night. The emperor was not willing to show up until dawn.

As a result, these ministers changed from kneeling outside Huangji Hall to kneeling inside Huangji Hall.

"Awesome, you are really awesome." Zhu Yijun walked directly to the ministers who were kneeling on the ground and sneered:
  "Under the guise of not letting me train my troops, you actually dare to force me into the palace! What? Do you want to drive me, the emperor, off the dragon throne, and then sit on it yourself?"

The ministers hurriedly shouted: "Your Majesty, calm down!"

"Calm down?" Zhu Yijun seemed to have heard a big joke. Before he could say anything, the people below him couldn't hold it back.

"Your Majesty, I have been kneeling outside the Huangji Gate all night, all because I am worried about your health.

The wind, frost, and dew are heavy, and the biting night wind is not enough evidence! But the ministers' concern for you is overwhelming, but you think they are trying to force you into the palace!

If the scholars in the world knew that the emperor was so indifferent, who would dare to become an official and serve the Ming Dynasty? "

This man who spoke without risking his life was called Wang Jiaping, who was the right minister of the Ministry of Rites at the time.

None of the ministers expected that the first person to fire at His Majesty the Emperor was the usually quiet Wang Jiaping!
  Not to mention that the ministers did not expect that even Zhu Yijun himself did not expect that someone would dare to scold him, the emperor, so bluntly, and even dare to say such words as "indifferent"!
  What's the difference between pointing at his nose and scolding him for having no conscience?
  Zhu Yijun was angry and was about to argue with this old guy, but he underestimated the fighting power of these ministers.

Wang Jiaping just opened the door, and the ministers behind him just poured out like a flood gate.

One person said "Your Majesty, please calm down", the other person said "Please think twice", and finally the other person said "Your Majesty is wise"!
  The sonorous and powerful words of advice, crackling like big hailstones, hit Zhu Yijun hard. The emperor, whom the world looked up to, didn't even have a chance to refute at this moment!
  Zhu Yijun had been the emperor for twelve years, and this was the first time he encountered such a situation. Unconsciously, he took several steps back.

The emperor, who was so high-spirited just a moment ago, now feels like retreating.

In panic, Zhu Yijun even wanted to ask someone to block him. He habitually looked at the place where he often looked in the past.

However, at that position at this time, the familiar figure in Zhu Yijun's memory was no longer there.

Some just put their foreheads on the ground and said nothing.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Yijun felt as if his heart and lungs were suddenly ripped out, and his entire chest felt empty...

At this time, Zhu Yijun didn't know that this terrible situation was just the beginning.

Soon, this young emperor, who was experiencing trouble for the first time, was about to experience firsthand the plight of his 'Mr. Zhang' back then!

　Please, please, please read! Don’t keep books, guys! I look forward to reading the new book, and I beg to read it...

　　
  　
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