Ming Dynasty 1566

Chapter 151

Huang Jin held a full bowl of decoction in both hands. In order not to let the decoction spill out, his lame foot walked more carefully, and slowly carried it to the side of the bed, and then slowly handed it to Jiajing's mouth leaning on the head of the bed. At the side, Jiajing leaned over and took a big sip first, then stretched out two dry stick-like hands to take the medicine bowl, took a deep breath, and drank the big bowl of medicine in one gulp.

Huang Jinhong took the medicine bowl with eyes wide open, and hastily picked up the wet cotton towel from the bedside table to wipe Jiajing's mouth and beard.

"Help me up and wash me up." Jiajing looked at Huang Jin.

"Master." Huang Jin looked at him bitterly, "Seeing that my children and grandchildren are not outsiders, just lie down on the bed."

"They are your future masters, I have to give them a good look. Look for them, and help me find that set of court clothes." Jiajing looked deeply at Huang Jin.

"Yes. The slave understands." Huang Jin swallowed silently.As he spoke, he turned his back, wiped his tears, and limped to the big wardrobes by the wall. After thinking for a while, he lifted the cover of the innermost cabinet and took away a piece of bright yellow satin brocade. Arriving at the crown and the dragon robe at the bottom.

Huang Jin buried himself in it, took out the dragon robe and the crown with both hands, walked to the side of the bed, and put it on the other bed.

Jiajing: "Take the futon away and tell them to bring in that chair from the temple."

Huang Jin walked to the door of the jingshe: "Bring the throne in the main hall to the jingshe!"

Immediately, two eunuchs on duty in the hall responded first to lift the circle-backed dragon chair, and then carefully carried it towards the Abode.

Both King Yu and Shizi were wearing formal dresses, and they were kneeling on the kneeling mat outside the hall.Chen Hong bowed and waited beside him, waiting for the summons all the time.

Behind them was the gilt-bronze vat containing the tortoise.

The two eunuchs on duty placed the dragon chair where the futon had been, and immediately bowed and retreated.

Huang Jin leaned over and put Jiajing's boots on on the bed first, then limped to the head of the bed, put one of Jiajing's arms on the back of his neck, and half-carried and half-supported him out of the bed , helped him to the armchair and sat down.

Then he combed his hair, put it in a bun, twisted a face towel to clean his face, and took another comb and dipped it in a golden basin to comb his beard.

Only then did he pick up the dragon robe, and was wondering how to put it on for him, when he turned around, he found that Jiajing had straightened his back and was standing there by himself.

Huang Jin hurried over with a limp, shook off the dragon robe and squatted down behind his back, pointed the inner cuffs at his hands and lifted them up, and hurriedly walked around to him to fasten the buttons for him , fastened the jade belt, helped him to sit down, then went to hold the crown and put it on for him on the back of the chair, slowly inserted the long jade hairpin through the hole on the left side of the hat, and through the right side of the hat Through the hole on the side.

After washing and dressing, Huang Jin's tears dripped down like beads. For more than 20 years, he looked at the master who suddenly put on the crown and dragon robe in front of him, it was so strange, like a dream.

Jiajing: "Is it ugly?"

Huang Jin: "Returning to the master, it is the watch of the sun."

Jiajing: "Then why are you crying?"

Huang Jin: "The slave is the joy in my heart."

Jiajing: "Bring a mirror."

Huang Jin immediately limped to the desk and took a mirror, and squatted halfway to look at Jiajing.

Jiajing also saw a strange self in the mirror, a self who seemed to have passed away and revealed the next life, and said slowly: "'Three flowers gathering on the top is an illusion, and the clouds under the feet are not real.' Let them come in." .”

Huang Jin went to put the mirror first, and then limped to the door of the jingshe: "There is a decree, and it is said that King Yu and the son will have an audience!"

King Yu led the eldest son to appear outside the door of the jingshe, and the elder and younger knelt down outside the threshold.

Yu Wang: "My son Zhu Zaihou led his son Zhu Yijun to kowtow to the father!"

Looking at his son, Jiajing looked sad. Seeing his grandson, his eyes lit up: "Come in."

King Yu: "Yes." Immediately stood up, pulled the prince and walked in.

An embroidered pier was already placed beside Jiajing, Huang Jin moved the embroidered pier with both hands: "The emperor gave Prince Yu a seat."

King Yu gave another long bow to his father, and sat down next to Xiudun.

The son was born with a deep affection for this grandfather who was feared by everyone, but today he suddenly saw him sitting upright in the crown and dragon robe, and felt timid for a moment, standing there and not daring to go over.

Jiajing smiled weakly, then clapped his hands weakly: "Zhu Yijun, come here."

Only then did Shizi walk over, Jiajing stretched out his hand, and Shizi also stretched out his hand for Grandpa to hold.

Jiajing looked at his grandson: "There is a saying in the "Book of Rites", which says that a gentleman should hold what he doesn't hold. Has the master taught you that?"

Prince: "Returning to the words of the emperor's grandfather, the master taught that it is 'a gentleman embraces a grandson but not a son'."

Jiajing smiled weakly again: "It seems that your master is still competent. But Grandpa Huang is sick now and can't hold you. Huang Jin, move another pier and let your little master sit next to me."

Huang Jin smiled compensatingly and immediately moved another embroidered pier next to Jiajing's dragon chair, and went to hold the prince.

Prince: "No, I can go up by myself." After saying that, he jumped onto the embroidered pier, straightened his back, with his two calves hanging in the air, and sat beside Jiajing.

Jiajing really laughed this time: "My grandson is more like me. I heard that you sent me something. What is it?"

"Royal father." Worried that his son might say something wrong, King Yu stared at him and took the words.

Jiajing: "I didn't ask you, let Zhu Yijun talk about it."

The prince didn't dare to speak anymore, he looked at his father.

King Yu: "Go back to Grandpa Huang."

"Yes." The son then turned to look at Jiajing again, "If you go back to the emperor's grandfather, what father and ministers offer to the emperor is auspiciousness from heaven, not things."

Jiajing: "Okay. Then offer it up."

Huang Jin immediately delivered an edict to the outside: "Please come in to present the auspiciousness of Prince Yu and the eldest son to the emperor!"

Chen Hong has been oppressed by Jiajing since he overdid things last time, and now he can't even enter the jingshe casually, especially today, when the three generations of masters are in power, he can only stand outside the main hall waiting for errands, that face He was gloomy all the time, dazed in a daze, at this moment he couldn't even respond to the summons inside.

The four eunuchs on duty who carried the copper vat all looked at him, but seeing that he still didn't respond, one of them could only call out softly: "Ancestor, an order has been delivered inside to bring Xiangrui inside."

Chen Hongmeng came to his senses: "Then don't carry it in!"

The four eunuchs on duty immediately raised the copper vat and stepped into the abode.Knowing that Jiajing couldn't get up, he lifted the copper vat only one foot away from him.

Everyone else withdrew again, and there were only Jiajing, King Yu, Shizi and Huang Jin in the monastery.

Jiajing looked at the tortoise in the copper vat.

During the illness, his eyes were dim, and Jiajing struggled to see the words on the tortoise shell, but he still couldn't see clearly, so he turned to the prince: "Zhu Yijun, tell the emperor, what are the words on the tortoise shell?"

The son had a chance to show off, and he replied loudly: "Yes. In the words of the emperor's grandfather, the words engraved on the tortoise shell are "Wuyin in the first year of the Yuan Dynasty after the emperor of Hanwen". year!"

"Oh?" Jiajing's eyes brightened, and then he looked at the tortoise in the copper vat.

The prince has been taught many times in the mansion, and at this time he didn't know when to say something and when not to say it, so he opened the chatterbox and started talking to himself: "Grandfather, it is said in the history books that Emperor Wenwen of Han is a virtuous emperor, and everyone in the world is a good man." It is said that Grandpa Huang is just like Emperor Wen of Han. That Hai Rui spoke ill of Emperor Wen of Han and Grandpa Huang, so the heavens sent down this tortoise to let them understand that what Hai Rui said was wrong."

King Yu, Shizi and Huang Jin all looked at Jiajing, waiting for the soon-to-be joyful appearance of Longyan.

But they didn't have the joy of waiting for Jiajing, all they saw was his blank eyes and pensive expression.

They couldn't hear it. A voice was ringing in Jiajing's ear. It was the voice of Hai Rui's words in the imperial prison: "Emperor Han Wen didn't respect Confucius and Mencius and advocated the ways of Huang and Lao. He ruled by doing nothing... There are still people who are close to the people The beauty, the virtue of mercy, generosity and frugality, taking the hearts of the people as the heart, recuperating with the people...The current emperor...uses the heart of one person to win the hearts of the people, and does nothing to recuperate with the people...It is far worse than Emperor Wen of Han!"

The most disappointed is the son, the childish nature, although he was a little scared at this time, he couldn't help but blurted out: "Grandfather, what I said is not right..."

Jiajing came over from his contemplation and found the disappointed expressions of several people, and he didn't want to sweep away their filial piety, so he forced a smile: "My grandson is right. Zhu Yijun, you have presented such a rare auspicious auspiciousness to Grandpa Huang, Grandpa Huang should How can I reward you?"

Prince: "Go back to Grandpa Huang. Grandpa Huang doesn't want to reward ministers. If he wants to reward him, he should reward that Hai Rui. Let him out!"

No one expected that the prince would suddenly say such ignorant words, and King Yu's face immediately changed: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Huang Jin, who had been flattered or humiliated these days, suddenly became nervous.

There was no expression on Jiajing's face at this moment.

He clearly agreed, but he had to find a way to get Grandpa Huang to pardon Hai Rui. He said it himself, so why was he wrong again?Seeing the expressions of the adults, the prince was also scared, and slowly slid off the embroidered pier, and knelt down in front of the emperor's grandfather.

Jiajing slowly looked at his little grandson who was kneeling at his feet: "'A bright moon rises above the sea, and the sky is at this moment.' Everyone thought in their hearts that I had pardoned that Hai Rui, but no one dared to say it, only my grandson Only one person dares to say it. Zhu Yijun."

The prince raised his head: "Grandpa Huang."

Jiajing: "Grandpa Huang will make a bet with you. If you do it, Grandpa Huang will pardon that Hai Rui."

The prince secretly looked at his father.

Jiajing: "Don't look at your father, he doesn't have the guts."

The prince looked at Jiajing again.

Jiajing: "I asked them to carry this turtle to Haizi, do you dare to release it alive by yourself?"

The son: "Return to the words of the emperor's grandfather, I dare."

Jiajing: "Huang Jin."

Huang Jin: "The servant is here."

Jiajing: "You go with the prince. If the prince can do it, bring that Hai Rui here."

Huang Jin: "The slave obeys the order. Master, let's go." He replied and pulled the son up.

"Listen." Jiajing stopped him again, "Ask Chen Hong to tell Zhu Qi and Qi Dazhu that Hai Rui was brought by them, and no one else should know."

Huang Jin: "The servant understands."

Suddenly the decree was delivered, and everyone avoided it, and the big flat outside the huge hall was empty and there was no one there.Only Huang Jin, who had just returned from releasing the tortoise by Haizi, led his son to stand on the stone steps outside the gate of the main hall, looking at the palace gate in the distance of Daping.

"Here we come!" The child's eyes were sharp, and Shizi saw Chen Hong walking quickly outside the palace gate from a distance, followed by a tightly sealed pagoda, and couldn't help calling out softly.

Huang Jin made a silent gesture, and the prince stopped talking, staring at the roof that was gradually approaching the palace gate.

In the Ming Dynasty, the prince or the old and sick minister had a special order to enjoy the Forbidden City by two people.The so-called two-person lift is just a special chair, the back and sides are sealed with a whole piece of wood, only the front is empty for people to sit on, and it is allowed to add a cover on the top in rainy and snowy days, and add a curtain in front. A bamboo pole passes through both sides of the chair and is carried by two people either by hand or on the shoulders.Jiajing moved into Xiyuan in the 21st year of Jiajing, and the Forbidden City's two-person tour became Xiyuan's two-person tour.Yan Song served as the first assistant, and enjoyed this treatment for 81 years from 12 to [-].Now, apart from King Yu, even Xu Jie has not been granted a ride.

For the first time, the person sitting in this tightly sealed elevator today is actually Hai Rui in shackles and handcuffs!
Another unprecedented, today Zhu Qi is lifting the sedan chair pole in front, and Qi Dazhu is lifting the sedan chair pole behind!
The secret decree was urgently called, two big men carried a small Hai Rui who could barely feel the weight on his shoulders, striding forward, and Chen Hong, who was leading the way empty-handed, rushed out of breath, passed through the palace gate and soon arrived at the main hall before the stone steps.

The lifter put it down in front of the stone steps.

Zhu Qi and Qi Dazhu saw the prince standing outside the palace gate, knelt down on one knee and saluted him silently, then stood up silently.

The prince didn't even look at them, his eyes were fixed on the curtain that lifted his father.

Zhu Qi opened the curtain, stretched out a hand to pull Hai Rui up and slowly helped him out.

Qi Dazhu grabbed his hand and lifted it up, passed around Hai Rui's head, and put it aside so that he could walk in shackles.

Hai Rui dragged his shackles to the stone steps.

The prince walked to the stone steps in front of the hall, stood on it, and looked at Hai Rui who was standing at the bottom of the stone steps. He saw that this man was wearing a Gema long gown, he had combed his hair and washed his face. Although he was energetic, he looked rustic. The appearance of his head was neither like the bold and loyal minister he imagined, nor the elegant and clear spirit like Master Zhang, so he couldn't help being a little disappointed: "You are Hai Rui?"

Although he had never seen it before, Hai Rui immediately guessed that he was wearing the apricot-yellow crown robe. He was shackled and bowed down: "Back to the prince, I am Hai Rui."

Prince: "You are so bold, how dare you scold the emperor."

At this moment, Hai Rui's eyes flashed with hope: "It's because no one will scold the emperor again in the future."

This kind of reply was not expected by the prince, he was startled when he heard it, and saw that his eyes were shining brightly when he said this, he couldn't help but have a good impression of this person, and quietly walked down a few stone steps , approached him, and lowered his voice: "I begged the emperor to forgive you, and you must answer properly after entering."

Although Hai Rui had made up his mind to die, he couldn't help feeling warm in his heart when he heard the words of the young prince, and bowed down again: "I thank you, sir, I know how to reply."

At this time, Chen Hong looked at the son with a smile on his face: "My lord, the emperor and the prince are waiting, let him go in." After speaking, he looked at Zhu Qi and Qi Dazhu: "The chain can't be untied, let's slip up."

Zhu Qi and Qi Dazhu each stretched out a hand to insert Hai Rui's armpit, lifted him halfway in the air, and walked up the stone steps.

The scene in front of me looked a little weird——

Jiajing sits on an armchair, King Yu sits on the embroidered pier on the left, and the prince sits with his legs dangling on the embroidered pier on the right.The three of them looked at Hai Rui together, with different eyes.

On the ground in front of them was a prayer mat for Hai Rui, who was shackled and handcuffed, to kneel there.

Chen Hong, Zhu Qi, and Qi Dazhu had already retreated outside the hall, and Huang Jin also left the abode at this time, squatting by the window at the east end of the aisle outside the abode, blowing a fire and sitting on the medicine pot, brewing medicine while waiting subpoena.

For today's meeting, Jiajing had been thinking for a long time and stayed in bed for many days. A few days ago, he secretly ordered Huang Jin to ask Li Shizhen to prescribe a few doses of single medicine. .Li Shizhen is a Chinese doctor who came out once every few hundred years, so he naturally understood how to prescribe these single medicines.Jiajing drank that big bowl of decoction this morning, and now he has been sitting for an hour, but he still has a sense of vitality supporting him, and he is sitting there steadily.

"Have you ever heard of this man's nickname?" Jiajing asked, asking King Yu and his son.

King Yu naturally knew it, but he couldn't say he knew it at this time: "I have never heard of it, please enlighten my father."

Jiajing looked at the prince, "His nickname is 'Hai Bijia'."

Prince: "I would like to ask Grandpa, why is it called 'Haibijia'?"

Jiajing: "He was teaching in Nanping, Fujian. When his boss came, the other two officials knelt down on both sides of him, but he stood and refused to kneel. The middle was high and the sides were low like a pen holder. This good name shows that this person has always loved to commit crimes."

Hai Rui: "Return to Your Majesty, if I can really make a pen stand, it's for the Ming Dynasty to write paintings, not to commit crimes."

"You are not a pen holder, and you can't be a pen holder." Jiajing's expression suddenly became severe again, "Now look up, what do the three people sitting in front of you look like?"

Hai Rui raised his head slowly, but saw Jiajing sitting high in the middle, King Yu and Shizi sitting on both sides, and soon he understood Jiajing's meaning. The three of them were the pen holders of the Ming Dynasty, and they were silent for a while There.

Jiajing: "Can't you see? My son, what do you think my grandparents and grandsons look like sitting here, tell him."

The son is born intelligent, not to mention that he understands what has been said, and immediately replied: "Responding to the emperor's grandfather, the three of us, grandparents and grandchildren, are sitting here like a pen holder."

"Did you hear that?" Jiajing immediately looked at Hai Rui, "Do you agree with the son's words?"

Hai Rui replied: "Your Majesty, what I see in my eyes is not a pen holder, but a word 'mountain' in my Great Ming Dynasty."

(End of this chapter)