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

Chapter 82: Shoot the first bird! 【Please subscribe! ! 】

"So fast?"

Zhang Yunxiu was shocked for a moment, and then he thought that seven years had passed and he was almost twenty-five years old, so he felt that it was not too soon.

The desire for revenge in his eyes gradually ignited, and Zhang Yunxiu's gaze became firmer. He said to Zhang Chonghui:

"What should I do next? I'll listen to you!"

"Next..." Zhang Chonghui looked at Zhang Yunxiu with some embarrassment, but hesitated to speak.

Zhang Yunxiu knew what Zhang Chonghui meant. The other party was afraid that he would shrink from the battle next, so he promised: "Don't worry, I dare to do it even if it means going up mountains of swords and seas of fire!"

Zhang Chonghui thought for a while and said: "I know your determination, but I still have to tell you that this road will be long, because our enemy is the emperor, and he hates our Zhang family to the core."

"I know this is difficult! But I'm not afraid!" Zhang Yunxiu was still very determined. With murderous intent rising in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "It doesn't matter even if it costs me my life! I want them to die!"

"Okay!" Zhang Chonghui nodded with satisfaction. What he wanted was a positive answer.

This road is not easy to walk. Zhang Chonghui is only thirteen years old now. Although he is taller and stronger than his peers, he is ultimately weak.

Therefore, he must have someone to help him! A willing one! And those who are not afraid of death!

"What should we do?" Zhang Yunxiu asked eagerly. He wanted to let those people die right away!
  Zhang Chonghui smiled and decided jokingly: "Of course I will go to Beijing and join my father-in-law."

……

Shuntian Mansion, Forbidden City, Wenyuan Pavilion.

In the cabinet at this time, there were only two cabinet ministers, Wang Jiaping, who had served Xu Guo and Ding You, who had returned.

Wang Xijue has completely resigned and returned home, while Chief Assistant Shen Shixing fell ill due to the recent pressure and is recuperating at home.

It is worth mentioning that Shen Shixing's "leave request note" has been submitted, but Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun still cannot read it back.

At this time, Xu Guo and Wang Jiaping were having a heated discussion about Zhang Youde, the head of the Ministry of Industry, asking the emperor to appoint a prince.

Xu Guoxian expressed his opinion very angrily and said:
  "The canonization of the crown prince is obviously a matter of the Ministry of Rites, so why is Zhang Youde, the head of the Ministry of Works, meddling in it when he has nothing to do?

Now it's better, the emperor was so angry that he wanted to wait until the eldest son turned fifteen before he could establish a crown prince!
  Fifteen years old! The eldest son of the emperor is ten years old this year and has not left the palace to study. Children of ordinary families should study at such an old age! "

Wang Jiaping was also very angry, but his position was different from Xu Guo. He did not think Zhang Youde was wrong, so he said:
  "It's already August, but the emperor has not mentioned a word about the appointment of the crown prince as agreed last year. Although Zhang Youde is an official in the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Rites, we are all ministers of the same court and we are all of the same mind. We are all for the emperor and our father. It was established early for the sake of the country’s foundation and to reassure the people.”

Seeing that Wang Jiaping's opinions and positions were different from his own, Xu Guo turned around and said, "That's right. It's already August and the emperor hasn't mentioned a word about appointing a prince. Could he be deliberately tempting us and other ministers to take the initiative?" Shangshu, it seems that he is so angry now and refuses to register him, right?"

"Otherwise?" Wang Jiaping smiled helplessly: "The emperor has dug a hole for us to jump out of. Now it is us, the ministers, who have violated the 'agreement' first. The emperor is furious, and we can only be helpless. There’s nothing to say.”

"Do we really have to wait until the emperor's eldest son turns fifteen before discussing the matter of establishing a heir?" Xu Guo asked dissatisfied.

"Absolutely not!" Wang Jiaping shook his head firmly and said: "The emperor is determined not to make the eldest son the prince, and wants to force us to agree to make the third son the prince, but this is against etiquette and rules! Absolutely not!"

"But..." Xu Guo hesitated and tried carefully: "If the third son of the emperor is adopted into the name of the queen, the third son of the emperor will be the legitimate son. In this case, according to the ancestral system of direct succession, it seems that Wouldn’t it be against etiquette and rules?”

"This is even more unacceptable!" Wang Jiaping objected more firmly this time and said very seriously:

"The Emperor loves Concubine Zheng so much that even if the Emperor's third son is adopted under the Queen's name, it will only be in name only.

In time, if the third son of the emperor really ascends the throne and becomes emperor, Concubine Zheng will become the empress dowager. Have you forgotten how Gao Gong was squeezed out by Zhang Juzheng?
  To take a step back, even if such a thing does not happen, Concubine Zheng has bad morals and is charming and charming. If she becomes the Queen Mother, the Ming Dynasty will be in chaos! "

Wang Jiaping's words seemed to have alerted Xu Guo, causing him to nod his head and say, "That's true..."

They all knew how Gao Gong left. If Empress Dowager Li hadn't supported Zhang Juzheng, Zhang Juzheng would have left.

However, although Xu Guo was so useful on the surface, what he was actually thinking in his heart was: Why can't I be Zhang Juzheng?
  "So, if the emperor must make the third son of the emperor the prince, that's fine, then let Concubine Zheng die first! Then adopt the third son of the emperor to the queen as his legitimate son!" Wang Jiaping said coldly.

Xu Guo couldn't help but break into a cold sweat after hearing this. After all, no one knows how much His Majesty the Emperor loves Concubine Zheng. To directly force the Emperor to kill the person he loves is to seek death.

"Ahem..." Xu Guo coughed twice and hurriedly changed the topic away from Concubine Zheng and said:

"Now that Yuan Fu is ill and out of the cabinet, and the officials are in a heated mood, what should we do?"

Wang Jiaping thought for a while and said: "The establishment of a crown prince is a major matter for the family and the country. We must not let the emperor act so randomly! In my opinion, we should summon all the officials to jointly submit a petition and let the emperor give an explanation to the whole world!"

"But what if the emperor still ignores our superior?" Xu Guo asked.

After all, in recent years, except for military and state affairs, His Majesty has ignored the advice of his ministers for a long time.

Wang Jiaping looked like he was not afraid of power, raised his arms and shouted: "Then let's take off our hats and kneel outside Huangji Gate! Until the emperor gives us an explanation!"

"Okay!" Xu Guo was so excited that he immediately picked up a writing brush and drafted a joint memorial.

……

The joint memorial was quickly drawn up. After checking and copying it, it was time to give it to the officials to sign. After all, in a joint signature, everyone has to sign to represent their position.

Needless to say, the civil servants expressed their support after learning about this incident, and wrote their names in the joint memorial.

These civil servants were even prepared to be beaten by the emperor's order, and many of them had this idea in mind:
  "It would be great if I could be like Wang Shouren after being punished by Emperor Wu Zong's order, and he could also realize the great truth in the 'Dragon Field'!"

No one is Wang Shouren, but everyone wants to be Wang Shouren.

If Wang Yangming were still alive at this time, he would probably laugh when he saw this scene:
  "Everyone has a Zhongni in his heart, and he will cover up the misery he hears and sees. Now he is pointing out his true identity, but his conscience is even more doubtful."

The joint memorial was quickly signed, and even some military generals who had no real power were forced to sign on their heads.

The names have been signed, the cabinet has drawn up its own vote, and the next step is to hand it over to the Supervisor of Ceremonies. However, before handing it over, Xu Guo, who was the second assistant to the cabinet, hesitated.

Because he discovered that among the signatures of hundreds of officials, he, the second assistant to the cabinet, was actually ranked first and the one who took the lead.

As we all know, the first shot kills the first bird.

Xu Guo is almost certain that as soon as this joint memorial is presented, His Majesty the Emperor will be furious!
  When the time comes to calm down, the 'outstanding bird' will definitely be the first to be unlucky!
  Xu Guo had been working in the cabinet for almost ten years, and he knew that even Shen Shixing, the chief minister, was too timid to stand among the emperor and the officials, not to mention that he was only a second minister!
  But this joint memorial had to be submitted to the emperor, after all, all the officials signed it.

Xu Guo hesitated, but the current situation was such that he had to take action...

After struggling for a while, going back and forth, Xu Guo finally came up with a brilliant idea!

I saw him pick up the writing brush and sign the words "Shen Shixing" in front of his name.

After signing, Xu Guo smiled with satisfaction and said:
  "Ru Mo, you are the Yuan Fu of the Ming Dynasty, and I am only the second Fu. To show my respect for you as the Yuan Fu, my name has to be ranked behind yours. You are welcome, Lord Yuan Fu."

……

Qianqing Palace.

At this time, in the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Yijun was with his favorite woman Zheng Guifei and his favorite son Zhu Changxun.

Zhu Changxun is six years old this year. The child did not inherit his mother's good looks, but instead inherited his father's obesity.

Zhu Changxun, who is only six years old, is several times fatter than other children of the same age. He even has difficulty squatting down.

However, even so, in the eyes of Zhu Yijun and Zheng Mengjing, their precious son is not considered fat. On the contrary, they think it is better for the child to be fatter when he grows up.

"Ahhhh!! Dog slave!! I'm going to kill you!!"

The fat Zhu Changxun bared his teeth and lunged at a little palace maid because he wanted to reach out and grab her two protruding breasts, but the other party actually blocked her with her hands to prevent him from touching her.

The six-year-old mistress became angry. The little palace maid who had just entered the palace was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and did not dare to move. She allowed the fat six-year-old child to kick and spit at her.

No matter who sees such a naughty child, they will feel disgusted. However, in the eyes of the parents of these two naughty children, Zhu Yijun and Zheng Mengjing, they think: My son is so awesome!
  "Okay, okay, Xun'er, you're tired from playing. Come over to your father's place and take a rest."

Zheng Mengjing greeted her son with a smile, and at the same time winked at the chambermaid Cui Wensheng.

Cui Wensheng, the eunuch in the chamber, immediately understood and hurriedly pulled the little ancestor Zhu Changxun away gently. The next moment, he dragged the innocent little palace maid out to slap her.

"Hmph! You ignorant bitch slave! How dare you refuse to be touched by me!" Zhu Changxun cursed viciously, even in front of his emperor's father, he did not shy away from it.

Seeing his son acting like that at such a young age, Zhu Yijun, an old father, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, but he didn't scold his son, he just taught:

"Xun'er, you can't beat or scold your servants like this casually in the future, do you understand?"

How could Zhu Changxun, who was used to being pampered, listen to this kind of reasoning? He even said unconvinced: "Father, it was obviously that slave girl who was at fault first! It was obviously her fault! Why are you still speaking for her? !”

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Changxun felt like he hadn't bathed for hundreds of years and his body was itchy. He was squirming and squirming.

As the fat body twisted, the fat on his face was trembling. Ku Da Qiu Shen's expression is full of incomprehension and viciousness, and it's hard not to make people want to beat him.

However, in the eyes of Zhu Yijun, his father, his precious son is good at everything, he is just a little naughty. And children are cute when they are naughty.

Seeing that his son was so angry that his nose was running out, Zhu Yijun, who doted on his child, had no choice but to lower his voice and comfort him: "Okay, okay, my Xun'er is right. The fault is all that of the palace maid."

Zhu Changxun felt better now and stopped being so noisy. He threw himself into Zhu Yijun's arms, hugged his father and rubbed him until all the snot on his face touched his father's dragon robe. Let go.

Zhu Yijun, who had his nose covered in snot, was not annoyed. Instead, he smiled and said, "You are so naughty, kid. I have to change my clothes again."

Zhu Changxun didn't care at all that he soiled his father's dragon robe. In his eyes, he could do anything except ride on the emperor's father's head.

Because his mother, Concubine Zheng, told him that he would be the emperor in the future!
  Zhu Yijun went to change his clothes. While he was away, Zhang Cheng brought the memorial signed by Xu Guo and others with a look of panic on his face.

"Put it there." Zheng Mengjing casually ordered. She was already used to Zhang Cheng's frightened look.

In the past few years, she has become accustomed to the scoldings from the ministers of the DPRK and China because of the matter of establishing the crown prince. All she did was lecture her emperor husband with those stinky and long sage teachings, and then scold her as a demon concubine who brought disaster to the country and the people.

Zheng Mengjing has been scolded for so many years and has become numb to the scolding. In her eyes at this moment, this memorial is insignificant. On the contrary, the little palace maid who was almost grabbed by her son attracted her attention.

"Cui Wensheng." Zheng Mengjing said in a bad tone. She asked the personal maid on the side: "How come you are on duty? How dare you put that kind of little goblin in front of the emperor to serve you? No matter what good deeds you do, it makes His Highness angry and cry. Got it!"

Cui Wensheng immediately knelt down and admitted his mistake: "It's all my fault for being clumsy and not taking care of my servants! It's all my fault for not running my errand! I will immediately send this restless fox to Yongxiang to clean the toilet bowl!"

Cui Wensheng knew very well in his heart that Concubine Zheng said she was blaming him because of her 'little highness'. In fact, the real reason she blamed him was because she was afraid that the beautiful little maid would seduce His Majesty the Emperor.

Seeing that Cui Wensheng admitted his mistake so quickly, Zheng Mengjing was no longer angry and said: "Get up quickly. When the emperor sees it later, it's time to tell me that I treat my servants harshly."

"The Imperial Concubine is kind-hearted! My servant, thank the Imperial Concubine!" Cui Wensheng kowtowed as if he was pounding garlic. After hurriedly climbing to his feet, he was about to punish the little palace maid himself.

However, Zheng Mengjing stopped him again and asked, "What is the little fairy's name? How old is he this year?"

Cui Wensheng hurriedly replied: "Reporting to the imperial concubine, that little bitch's surname seems to be Wang, and his name... seems to be Youfu. He is fourteen years old this year."

"You've grown so big at fourteen?" Zheng Mengjing frowned slightly and looked down at her own. She felt a little unconvinced.

"For such a beautiful woman, who is as beautiful as a flower and has a "lucky" name, it would be a pity to go to Yongxiang to pay tribute." Zheng Mengjing said with a meaningful smile as if watching the fun:

"The emperor's eldest son is not young anymore, so let's send it to him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Yijun changed his clothes and came back.

(End of this chapter)