Wanli Xinming

Chapter 184 Purge

"The assassination of Zhang Wenming marks the complete intensification of the contradiction between conservative forces and reformists." - "Jingshi Daily", an editorial in the 35th year of Wanli.

On the morning of August [-], Zhu Yijun met Zhang Juzheng and informed him of Zhang Wenming's assassination.

The red eyes of Zhang Juzheng's crying, the trembling lips, and the tears rolling down his face - and the eyes full of pain, all made Zhu Yijun feel a strong sadness in his heart.

As a descendant of the emperor, Zhu Yijun consciously shouldered the mission of coming to this world.He wants to lead the country and people to get rid of the fate of being occupied, humiliated, and enslaved 300 years later; China's land is still divided in the 21st century; he does not want the Chinese of later generations to bear the glory of the past and the shame of the modern times, and swallow their breath in the process of catching up. - To do all this, no one asks, he does it consciously.

But it's very, very hard.Although he let the newspapers preach for a long time, although he did a lot subtly, and even though he was benevolent and used to eliminate all kinds of resistance, the reality still gave him two loud slaps in a row.

His own fall from a horse and Zhang Wenming's assassination, two murderous intentions, must be used to solve the problem of the person who caused the reform to die.Zhu Yijun thought frustratingly: I have done a good job, why should I be thankful?Having been the Taiping Emperor for decades by yourself - why bother, why bother with the life and death of those who will come later?

What's more, he thought, all this may not be true.Maybe there really is a parallel world, and everything in this world is real and believable; there is also a possibility that this world is just a dream or the imagination of a madman in the future.In the whole life, when the grass and trees are in the autumn, when the morning dew vaporizes in the sun, who cares about its brilliance in the sun?

However, however, it cannot be!He thought in Zhang Juzheng's cry, I will not admit defeat!This world should have been dominated by my country, and those who accompany me, those who believe in me, and those who love me are all telling me the fact that I am alive and have been in harmony with them!
I, Zhu Yijun, this is the last time I call myself this.I am the king of this world.Yes, I will never be that kind-hearted, compassionate little director, a history buff.Since I am the king, and you have not solved me, then I will solve you.

"I didn't want to make you suffer," Zhu Yijun thought. "Maybe, I was wrong at the beginning, and I shouldn't only hit ten court sticks."

After the sadness, Zhu Yijun's heart was full of anger. "When the Son of Heaven is angry, millions of corpses will be buried" - perhaps, he should raise his butcher's knife and let the flower of reform absorb nutrients in his blood, because the opponents no longer want to talk to him.

"Old gentleman, please also condolences. I will give you an explanation - with the blood of many people."

Zhang Juzheng's crying stopped. He wanted to persuade the emperor, but deep down he hoped that the emperor would really use hundreds of people to bury his old father with him—it has been 19 years since he entered Beijing again. In 19 years he had not served his father for a day.And no matter what, it was unexpected that the father who loved him the most would bid farewell to him forever in this way.

He fell to the ground and cried: "I heard the obituary, and my heart is broken. Pigs, dogs and animals dare not come to kill the minister, but kill the father of the minister. How can this hatred be shared for one day?"

"However, I hope that the emperor will not govern because of anger, and do not kill indiscriminately because of anger. Those who harm the father of the minister are guilty of the crime, and it is useless for innocent people to be implicated. I also ask the emperor to control his anger."

Zhu Yijun heard it and said, "Sir, please get up. The one who killed your father was just to ask Ding You, a reform prime minister, to obstruct the reform! Zhang Hong's rebellion, and your father's assassination, one south, one north, one inside and one outside, Even if there is no connection between the two, who can believe it outside?"

"At this time, if the rectification is not carried out strictly, the authority to reform the law will be lost! I will first give the old gentleman three months' leave, and then go home to deal with the old father's funeral. After that, I will decree to seize the love - let's see who Jump out."

"As for how to clean up, sir, don't worry about it - the most important thing is to find out who committed the murder."

"Your father was in his old age, and his imperial examinations were unfavorable. Although he was a student of the government all year round, he should have regrets in his heart. I will grant old Mr. Zhang Wenming the same background as a jinshi, and be awarded the title of Doctor of Virtue and Virtue."

Seeing Zhang Juzheng open his mouth to resign, Zhu Yijun raised his hand and said, "Sir, you don't need to resign. I have long wanted to do this. It's my fault that I failed to give it to the village before the old man was alive."

Zhang Juzheng walked to the throne, bowed his body in tears and said, "This trip is absolutely necessary. Although the minister is temporarily away, the heart of the dog and horse and the meaning of reform can be seen every day. The heart of the minister is always with the emperor. Left and right, Emperor Fuwang protects the holy bow of love. Especially after being injured, please be careful when you live and eat."

Zhu Yijun heard it and said, "I know, don't worry, old man."

Zhang Juzheng continued: "The above is the first and most important thing, and this minister is worried about it day and night. The day before yesterday, I heard the emperor's fall from the horse, and my heart was like a shattered heart. I looked forward to Shengming and loved the holy bow. The second thing, for several years, nothing has happened. The emperor has entrusted him to his ministers regardless of the size of the matter, and he will not be bothered. In the future, the emperor must pay attention to himself, not to mention the difference between the ministers for a few months, there may not be any errors."

"The old saying goes: 'One day, two days, thousands of people, if you are not careful about something, it may cause trouble to the whole world.' What's more, when the reform started? , summon the ministers of the cabinet, or Pan Sheng, Liu Yingjie, Wang Chonggu, etc., to discuss with them and proceed accordingly."

Zhu Yijun listened to his earnest exhortation, his eyes were red, and he said, "Don't worry, old man, I know your loyalty. I also hope you take care of yourself on a long journey, and don't be sad when you get home."

After hearing this, Zhang Juzheng fell to the ground and cried again.

Zhang Hong's rebellion and Zhang Juzheng's father's assassination made the opponents of the reform shut their mouths for a while.While hiding in the dark, they were celebrating with each other, and they all knew that if they talked nonsense at this time, they would probably be included in the range of the chaotic ministers and thieves, and they would be wiped out.

However, it was too late to shut up.Under the anger of the emperor, Jin Yiwei carried out a large-scale search for the subjects who opposed the reform and declared it in the whole country according to the previous monitoring results.

The manhunt was a white terror type that quickly turned into a slaughter.The time has not yet entered September, and the first batch of Beijing officials related to Zhang Hongmou's counter-case has been headed, and the highest-ranking officer is Xiong Dunpu, a member of the Ministry of War - because the warehouse and funds of the Ministry of War will be directly transferred to the Du branch after the reform. On different occasions, he has spoken out against the reform.

When the emperor no longer used the court staff to talk to the subjects, but raised the butcher's knife directly, the real tens of thousands of horses came.The death of Xiong Dunpu, the blood of a large amount of Yi family in Zhang Hongmou's revolt, dyed the blood red in the second half of the fifth year of Wanli.Moreover, the bloody smell became more and more intense - it gradually darkened and permeated, making everyone in the empire suppressed and it was difficult to breathe.

On the second day of September in the fifth year of Wanli, Zhang Juzheng arrived in Jiangling under the escort of [-] Jingying soldiers.On the fifth day after he arrived home, on the seventh day of September, the assassination of Zhang Wenming made significant progress.

On that day, the assassin knocked out the old student who played Yang Jisheng by the Zhang Family Opera Troupe. No one noticed after he pretended to play the role.Jin Yiwei started with this, and made a book of all the actors who studied and acted in "Ming Feng Ji" in Jiangnan, and checked the whereabouts of everyone before and after the incident.

At the beginning of September, he used to work in the Dong family's team. After the Dong family broke the door, he went to the rivers and lakes. He changed his name to Dong Jianxiong and was brought into Jin Yiwei's attention.After he broke down at Dong's house, he established the Jiqing class and established his own business, thinking that those lords in Jiangnan who did not have a support team made a living by singing.

At the end of the fourth year of Wanli, he had brought a letter of introduction from the troupe and the famous playwright Shen Jing to the Zhang family, and had a performance exchange with the Zhang family opera troupe - celebrating Zhang Juyi's birthday.

In the fifth year of Wanli, when "Ming Feng Ji" became popular, Dong Jianxiong asked his actors to learn to sing this play, and he fully matched the Zhang family.When Zhang Wenming was assassinated, he was also in Jiangling with a troupe, performing at the home of Jiangling squire Chen Bingzhong.

　Lao Mo finished this chapter in tears—well, not excited, but because he suffered from bacterial keratitis on Thursday, the pain was constant, and the tears kept flowing, and he completely lost the ability to write online.Writing this now, my eyes are still sore and tearful - sorry to everyone.

　　
　
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