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

Chapter 75 Wanli panicked!

The officers and soldiers cleared the way, and Emperor Zhu Yijun walked in the center of the crowd, followed by his ministers.

Many common people in the capital saw their emperor and their father's face on this day.

The people thought to themselves: "It turns out that the emperor is just an ordinary young man who is not very tall and a little fat. There is nothing special about him."

Yes, the Emperor is just an ordinary person, and it is such an ordinary person who sits on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven.

It is about ten miles from the palace to the Temple of Heaven. Ten miles is not that far. However, for those ministers who have not worked for a long time and go out to ride in sedan chairs, it is a long life.

Along the way, Zhu Yijun was also very tired.

After an extremely complicated sacrificial ceremony, Zhu Yijun, who did not want to offend himself, still said to his ministers at the Temple of Heaven:
  "There is a severe drought in the weather. Although I am not a good person, it is also because there are officials in the world who are corrupt and bend the law, exploiting the common people and refusing to care for and support the people, which leads to the harmony of heaven and earth. From now on, I hope that all ministries will choose carefully."

Zhu Yijun finally "admitted his mistake" to his ministers, but this time, not only did he not issue an edict like the last time he "sinned himself", but he also shifted more responsibility to the ministers who were corrupt and violated the law.

Zhu Yijun once again felt that he had 'progressed' again, although he still compromised.

……

After the sacrificial ceremony was over, it was time to drive back to the palace. The dragon carriage for the return trip had already been prepared, waiting for His Majesty the Emperor to get on the carriage.

However, this time Zhu Yijun still refused to take the dragon chariot back to the palace. He said that he would walk back to the palace with all the officials.

The ministers are unable to express their sorrow, let alone dare to express it...

On the way back to Beijing.

As the chief minister of the cabinet, Shen Shixing was naturally the first person to follow the emperor.

In May, summer has already entered the capital. Everyone was sweating profusely along the way, including Shen Shixing, but he didn't even dare to wipe the sweat from his face and just let it drip.

Behind Shen Shixing are Xu Guo, the second assistant in the cabinet, and Wang Xijue and Wang Jiaping, who just joined the cabinet at the end of last year.

As for Yu Youding, he passed away in December last year.

This road was quiet and dull, no one dared to chat, after all, His Majesty the Emperor was just ahead.

Shen Shixing looked at the back of Emperor Zhu Yijun and fell into a trance.

The emperor had grown up, but for some reason, the back view in front of him gave him the illusion that the emperor was still a ten-year-old child.

In a daze, he recalled a conversation he had with 'someone' many years ago.

"Uncle, it seems like you shouldn't have reprimanded the emperor like that just now, right? He is the emperor, you have to save some face for him."

"It is precisely because he is the emperor that I have to reprimand him like that! He is the emperor, and he has the entire Ming Dynasty on his shoulders! If he is always such a child, if I am no longer here, what will happen to him? How can we withstand this huge Ming Dynasty!"

"But……"

"Not that much! Rumo, let me tell you the truth. I have a hunch that my time may be running out. The country is currently undergoing restructuring, and the emperor is still so young. I'm afraid..."

"Stop talking nonsense! You are not yet sixty! Xu Jiedu is still alive and well. Why are you saying such unlucky words!"

"Oh... I hope... I hope I can help the emperor for a few more years... When he grows up... I can rest assured..."

Along the way, Shen Shixing was in a daze. He is already fifty years old this year, and most of his hair has turned gray. His handsome appearance, which he could still brag about, has now been enhanced with a not-so-obvious, but visible aspect. scar.

He used to be able to tease Wang Xijue with his appearance, but now he can only be teased by Wang Xijue in turn.

This ten-mile journey is not far, but it is quite difficult. By the time we reach Daming Gate, many people are out of breath.

Emperor Zhu Yijun entered the palace first. According to the rules, he had to go to Fengxian Hall to report to his ancestors. After the report, he had to go to Cining Palace to meet his biological mother, Empress Dowager Cisheng.

Now that the emperor is gone, the officials can finally disperse and go back to their homes and find their mothers.

But not long before the team was disbanded, a director of the Ministry of War couldn't bear the heat, so he took out a fan from somewhere and fanned himself.

His move was discovered by an "enthusiastic" censor, who immediately went to the Emperor's Majesty's discretion. The head of the Ministry of War in Shanliang was also fined for half a year because of this incident.

Ever since Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun personally went to the Temple of Heaven to offer sacrifices, every day that followed was very painful for Zhu Yijun.

He, the emperor, has personally walked to pray for rain. If it doesn't rain again, it means that he, the emperor, is useless! Time passes day by day, and May is here again in the blink of an eye.

It has been nine months since the last time it rained in the capital.

Zhu Yijun became more and more panicked, and the officials' voices getting louder and louder to ask him to punish himself, but he still insisted not to admit this unwarranted crime.

Qianqing Palace.

Zhu Yijun, who was already agitated because of the lack of rain, has become even more agitated recently.

I don’t know if it was because he was overtired from walking to pray for rain last time or something else. Ever since he came back from that walk to pray for rain, Zhu Yijun has always felt uncomfortable in his feet.

A few days ago, he even developed a sore on the sole of his right foot. After several days of treatment, not only did it show no improvement, but now it hurts even to walk.

"Those trash from Tai Hospital!" Zhu Yijun couldn't help but cursed.

However, this was nothing. What made Zhu Yijun even more angry was that the emperor's feet were so painful that he could not walk, so he ordered to skip several morning court meetings, that is, to ask for sick leave.

However, after only taking sick leave a few times, Zhu Yijun was impeached by the ministers!

The words of impeachment were even more filthy. They pointed out that the emperor's sore feet were due to his insufficiency of kidney energy due to his addiction to women in the harem. They also told him to stay away from women in the harem and take care of his health.

Not to mention the emperor Zhu Yijun, even ordinary people couldn't bear this. He immediately ordered the man to be demoted to Yingtian to do a casual job, so as not to be upset.

"Zhang Jing, what day is today?"

When Zhu Yijun was upset, he asked this question by mistake.

Zhang Jing, who had had "experience", was frightened and trembled all over after hearing such a question. He then breathed a sigh of relief when he thought that today was not "June 20th".

"To tell you the truth, today is the seventh day of May, so it's not a big day." Zhang Jing replied.

Zhu Yijun was confused again like last time: "Isn't it right? I remember you told me that today seems to be someone's birthday."

Zhang Jing was really speechless. He really didn't know how His Majesty the Emperor's memory could be so bad. The key was to always put the blame on him...

Just when Zhang Jing was speechless, Zhang Cheng came to change his shift.

Zhang Jing hurriedly retreated as he was about to receive a general amnesty.

"Zhang Cheng, what day is today?"

Zhu Yijun turned to ask about Zhang Cheng. For some reason, he always felt that something was not right today.

Although Zhang Cheng had no 'experience', he had brains. He guessed that His Majesty the Emperor wanted to 'overturn an old case'!
  While thinking, Zhang Cheng presented a freshly brewed tea cup to Zhu Yijun, lowered his eyebrows and replied carefully and tentatively:
  "Returning to your Majesty, I only remember that on this day last year, the Zhang Family Ancestral Hall mysteriously caught fire."

While answering, Zhang Cheng quietly observed Zhu Yijun's expression. When he saw that the other party accepted the tea cup safely and showed no signs of anger, he dared to continue speaking.

"Strange to say, the cases last year all pointed at Zhang Jingxiu's eldest son, Zhang Chonghui.

The six-year-old boy said that he had killed someone and set a fire. He also said that he killed Ren Yangxin and drove Qiu Li crazy.

Oh, by the way, I heard from Dongchang fanzi that he also claimed that it was Zhang Juzheng who had taken over the house, which scared Yu Shenxing into confusion. "

"Clap!"

The tea cup in Zhu Yijun's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the tea cup shattered on the ground! Looking at his face again, panic and fear were written all over!
  The next moment, Zhu Yijun suddenly became furious and yelled:

"Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing earlier!?"

　Suddenly I found that all the books of the same period were on the shelves. I asked the editor again to read more, and all I could say was that it was hard to explain...

　　Other authors in the author group also said that if I delay putting it on the shelves, the results will only be worse.

　　Therefore, I will also publish the next chapter.

　　The time is tomorrow (Wednesday) at 12 noon. I ask the bosses who like this book to support it. If not...

　　Don't make me kneel down to beg you! !
  　　"thump!"

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)