I'm really not doing business

Chapter 926 Winter Thunder Rides, Drum Tower Tiles Fall

The Shanghai Machinery Factory met four of the five key points in the Five Pivots Theory: population, investment, R&D, and market, but it lacked resources.

The imperial court thought that Songjiang Prefecture, a thoroughfare connecting all the goods in the world, could overcome the resource gap, so they built a machinery factory in Shanghai. However, the facts proved that the imperial court was wrong, and the shortage of resources was extremely fatal.

Moreover, problems arose that were beyond the court's expectations.

The population of Songjiang Prefecture has expanded to 4.5 million, while Shuntian Prefecture still has only about 3.5 million people. Songjiang Prefecture has extremely sufficient human resources.

When the labor market is well supplied, it is a buyer's market, and workshop owners who purchase labor have great bargaining power.

As long as there is a slight fluctuation in energy and mineral materials, a terrible problem will arise, that is, many craftsmen will have nothing to do.

Before the emperor's southern tour, a gathering in Songjiang Prefecture even discussed the issue of whether or not to let craftsmen gain something for nothing.

Behind this discussion, many problems are reflected.

In areas where there is a large concentration of able-bodied laborers aged between 18 and 40, a slight fluctuation in the supply of energy and minerals will leave a group of able-bodied laborers with nothing to do. The combination of these four words - able-bodied laborers, nothing to do, no property or land, and hungry - is so powerful that it would scare even the emperor, let alone the powerful.

The complete logic of the issue of letting craftsmen gain something for nothing is:
Able laborers have labor to sell, but Songjiang Prefecture does not have enough jobs to buy their labor. In fact, when the strong laborers had to be "unemployed", the Songjiang Prefecture court and powerful officials should have given them the wages they needed to survive on the grounds that "the fault is not the laziness of the craftsmen", so as to avoid social unrest.

This issue has sparked widespread discussion, but has not produced any results.

To a certain extent, labor traitors like Xu Sihai, who were born in the background of mentoring, were able to gain power and negotiate prices with workshop owners, wealthy businessmen, and powerful people on behalf of craftsmen because of the dilemma of "if you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will do it."

So, the Shanghai Machinery Factory failed. Failure is not terrible, but it is shameful not to know how to improve.

Amidst the setbacks and setbacks, the Ming Dynasty found the basic direction of paying less attention to the south and more attention to the north, which made the literati of the Ming Dynasty breathe a sigh of relief. The basic stability of society meant that the literati could still obtain power stably and their status would not decline.

Under the leadership of Zhang Juzheng, a preliminary plan for the heavy industrial development in the north, mainly focusing on mining, smelting, energy, building materials, highway industry and shipbuilding, was finally developed at the end of October in the 17th year of the Wanli reign, and the industrial plan was presented to His Majesty the Emperor.

A total of 115 state-owned factory construction plans directly under the management of the Ministry of Industry came into being. These 115 state-owned factories were mainly engaged in coal, coke, water, fertilizer, and machinery.

Shipbuilding is mainly concentrated in Lushun, Jinzhouwei, Incheon and Busan in North Korea.

In November, when the construction of Kowloon University was completed, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty appeared in a twelve-chapter robe and held a grand suburban sacrifice with his ministers. He offered sacrifices to the heavens in the Temple of Heaven in the Great Sacrifice Hall and informed the heavens that Kowloon University was completed, the cultural heritage was flourishing, and the plan for eighteen universities was in place.

After the sacrifice, the emperor moved into the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.

Zhu Yijun wanted to pray for snow for the Ming Dynasty and observe self-reflection for seven days in order to seek divine protection.

The renovation of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests was a political means formed in the late Jiajing period. It was mainly used to win over the hearts of the people, express a political gesture, and show the emperor's attention to the people.

From the 36th to the 45th year of the Jiajing reign, Emperor Jiajing prayed for snow six times. From the 2nd to the 5th year of the Longqing reign, Emperor Longqing prayed for snow and rain three times.

In his heart, Zhu Yijun sincerely hoped that God would give him some face and send some rain or snow, so that the weather would be good and the people would not be displaced.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival in the 17th year of the Wanli reign, there was widespread drought in the north with little precipitation. In October, there was only the howling north wind, and there was no sign of snow.

Seven days later, Zhu Yijun stood in front of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky with a solemn expression.

Zhu Yijun carried out three self-reflection activities in total. It snowed the first two times. This time, it seemed that God was not going to give him face.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory and the Academy of Astronomical Sciences have reported that if there is a severe drought this winter, there may be a severe drought in the summer and autumn of next year..." Feng Bao presented a memorial to the emperor with some fatigue.

During the seven days that His Majesty was in self-reflection, Feng Bao was not idle either. He was running around and praying, but in the end, his thoughts were only on his mind and there was no response.

"What might happen?" Zhu Yijun took the memorial, opened it and read it for a long time before sighing again.

Feng Bao didn't dare to say it, but if there was no snow this winter, there would be a severe drought next spring. After the drought, there would be heavy rainfall in June and July, eventually causing severe flood disasters.

Heaven and earth are not in harmony, yin and yang are out of balance; winter thunders and summer frosts, floods and droughts are out of balance; all things dry up on land, and the flowers and leaves wither.

There are many records of such "flood and drought imbalances" in history. The Imperial Astronomical Observatory believed that it was due to the disharmony between heaven and earth and the imbalance of yin and yang. It did not rain when it should have, but instead it would pour down in the summer. When crops were growing, there was a severe lack of water, and the flowers and leaves withered. In the summer, floods caused great suffering to all living things.

Historical experience tells the Imperial Observatory that if floods and droughts continue for several years, all the imperial court can do is to do nothing and wait for death.

The cause of the imbalance between water and drought was also explained by the Academy of Astronomy of the Gewu Academy. The Ming Dynasty was a typical country with simultaneous rain and heat. When the climate was hot, the precipitation was also very abundant, and when the climate was cold, the precipitation decreased sharply.

It is good. When the weather is good, it is conducive to the growth of crops and the increase of crop yields.

There are disadvantages. When yin and yang are out of balance, people will die of drought during droughts and floods during floods. Crop yields will decrease. The simultaneous occurrence of rain and heat will magnify the harm caused by the imbalance of yin and yang.

This is not the case along the Mediterranean coast, where rain and heat occur at different times.

Zhu Yijun solemnly put away the memorial, stood on the platform in front of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, and looked at the sky.

"Boom."

When Feng Bao heard the thunder, he was frightened and shivered. He looked at the sky in horror. It was winter thunder, thundering loudly in the sky!
"What are you afraid of? I'm not afraid, so why should you be afraid?" Zhu Yijun smiled when he saw Feng Bao like this. The heaviness on his face disappeared. As an old ancestor in the palace, Feng Bao rarely showed such fear.

"Your Majesty, the prophecy has come true..." Feng Bao shuddered again and said tremblingly.

Zhu Yijun smiled and said, "What prophecy? This is just the long-term observation and summary of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory on disasters. It's just a thunder in winter. Look at you."

The prophecy easily reminds people of some political rumors, such as in the year of Jiazi, the Yellow Sky will be established; don’t say that the stone man has only one eye, he will stir up the Yellow River and make the world rebel.

Zhu Yijun was in the Ming Dynasty and realized that the small glacier climate had another extremely terrible impact on the Ming Dynasty, which aroused people's suspicion.

When winter thunder roars in everyone's ears, people will involuntarily have a terrible doubt in their hearts: Is the Ming Dynasty coming to an end? Is the Ming Dynasty court being abandoned by God? What did the Zhu family do to anger God so much?

Once this doubt arises, it will inevitably cause the disintegration of consensus.

All political systems are the embodiment of collective will, and consensus is the foundation of the existence of a political system.

Even Feng Bao, the internal minister, was so frightened by the winter thunder, let alone the common people of the world.

"No wonder the emperors of all dynasties only listened to what they wanted to hear. I also hope that the Imperial Astronomical Observatory had not submitted this memorial." Zhu Yijun looked at the sky, exhaled heavily and said, "This damn God, can't you wait a little longer?"

Give Zhu Yijun another five to ten years to complete the basic layout of light in the south and heavy in the north and establish the convection of steel and grain. By then, the probability of the Ming Dynasty surviving the small glacier will increase several times.

If we really have another ten years, no, five years, we won’t be so passive.

People really like to close their eyes, cover their ears, shake their bodies and pretend that the train is still moving, and whitewash the situation. Zhu Yijun always shows an attitude of wanting to hear the truth.

But the Imperial Observatory really told the truth, and His Majesty the Emperor did not seem very happy.

"I won't do it anymore." Zhu Yijun shook his sleeves and left the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests. Since there was no response, he could only find a way himself.

The emperor did not return to Tonghe Palace, but went to the Beida Camp to review the troops and horses first. The emperor appeared in the Wuying Tower again, which immediately calmed the slightly restless hearts of the soldiers in the Beijing Camp.

In Wuying Tower, Zhu Yijun and Qi Jiguang talked for nearly an hour about the issue of military control of rationing. Military control of rationing requires someone to implement it, and these 100,000 elite soldiers of the Beijing camp and 50,000 retired troops prepared for Japan are the emperor's hands and feet reaching out to the Ming Dynasty when he has no other choice.

Qi Jiguang also adjusted the curriculum of the Military Academy, slightly reducing some military training and adding a lot of mathematics courses. The degree bypass was the key to military control and rationing.

After leaving Beidaying, the emperor returned to Tonghe Palace and issued an edict to the cabinet to inquire about state affairs.

"Your Majesty, the floating votes of the Prime Minister and the Second Prime Minister." Feng Bao handed the memorial asking about politics to the Emperor. The Emperor's idea was rejected by the cabinet.

Zhu Yijun's question about government affairs was whether it was possible to initiate an inspection of granaries and treasuries across the country. There would definitely be people whose granaries would be burned down, and there would definitely be people who would die during the inspection.

But the cabinet’s opinion is not to conduct an audit.

The reason is: when the imperial court conducts an inspection at this time, the local government offices will certainly plunder grain on a large scale in order to make up for the deficit. However, the local government offices and the local gentry are in collusion with each other, and the government offices will not plunder the homes of the gentry, but will squeeze the poor and laboring people dry.

The famine has not yet come, but man-made disasters have come first. For the common people, natural disasters are terrible, but man-made disasters are no less terrible. Only in a good year can you check the granaries, and in a year of disaster, you must not act rashly.

Sometimes, doing nothing is indeed a kind of wisdom.

"Your Majesty..." A eunuch ran into the imperial study in Tonghe Palace in a panic. He didn't pay attention to his feet and fell to the ground. The eunuch felt pain and lay on the ground, still very frightened and said: "Your Majesty, the tiles of the bell and drum tower of the main government office have fallen off!"

As one of the wonders created by the emperor, the Zhengya Bell and Drum Tower has become a landmark building in the capital since its completion. This bell and drum tower is used to tell time, and people have long been accustomed to looking up at the Zhengya Bell and Drum Tower to check the time.

The tiles on the roof of the Bell and Drum Tower are glazed tiles that shine with gold. They are repaired every year to prevent them from falling off, and they are wiped every time it rains. They are a symbol of imperial power. Now, the tiles have fallen off on a large scale, and smoke and dust have spread throughout the entire Bell and Drum Tower.

"Are there any casualties?" Zhu Yijun's face changed and he asked immediately.

"Two people were injured, but no one died." The eunuch hurriedly reported back. When the tiles of the bell and drum tower of the main government office fell off, the tower had already been closed on time and everyone had left. Two inspecting captains were unable to dodge during their patrol, and one was hit on the arm and the other was hit on the leg.

The injury is not serious, but it is a broken bone and the pain will last for a hundred days.

"Issue an order to have the Ministry of War send officials to visit, and the money for medical treatment and salary will be paid as usual." Zhu Yijun heard that his life was not in danger, so he issued an order to provide some relief. The money for medical treatment and salary would not be discounted but would be paid in full, as this was an industrial injury.

It's raining cats and dogs when the roof is leaking, winter thunder roars in the sky, and tiles fall off the drum tower.

Zhu Yijun rubbed his brows, cheered himself up, and dealt with some less important memorials that had accumulated over the past seven days of self-reflection. The emperor remained as efficient as ever, and seemed unaffected by the winter thunder and the falling tiles from the Drum Tower.

This calm and composed look made Feng Bao feel much more at ease.

"The Ministry of Revenue is going to issue 4 million silver dollars of national debt before the end of the year. How is the situation?" Zhu Yijun asked about the situation of the Chidao national debt. A national debt of million silver dollars will be issued every year for three years, totaling million silver dollars, with an annual interest rate of % and a term of ten years.

"It hasn't even been released yet and it's already sold out." Feng Bao immediately bowed his head and said.

Before the national debt was issued, it had already been snapped up by people with connections and outlets. There weren't many opportunities to get money from the emperor without fear of retaliation.

Zhu Yijun said with a hint of surprise: "These powerful and wealthy people are quite sensible. I thought they were going to use the natural disaster to put some pressure on me. I had planned to sell all the overseas plantations I opened that year to raise money if no one subscribed."

"In order to make the powerful and wealthy obey, the Wuzhong Yao family, a wealthy family in Xitu City, pledged to raise 3 million silver coins, and said that if the court had any difficulties, they would erect a monument to repay the debt. In the end, they only managed to rob 1.2 million silver coins." Feng Bao said with his head bowed.

Among the extravagant families in Xitu City, the most luxurious one is the Wuzhong Yao family. The Wuzhong Yao family is the second owner of the Songjiang Ocean Trading Company, second only to the Songjiang Sun family.

As a wealthy family in Zhejiang, the Wuzhong Yao family refused to participate in the Ningbo Ocean Trading Company because it was not very convenient from that time on. Zhu Yijun heard this and said with a smile: "He has a beautiful idea. I will not build a monument for Yao Guangqi, a great meritorious man, and I will pay them back with interest for the money they owe."

"Your Majesty is wise." Feng Bao said with a smile.

It is really not that easy to erect a monument. This monument is not a monument at all, but an iron certificate of immunity from death. Once the monument is erected, it will not be so convenient for the emperor to take action against the Yao family.

120 million silver coins cannot buy such royal favor, but 300 million silver coins can almost buy one preferential treatment.

Zhu Yijun was borrowing money, but it did not mean he would not pay it back; it was not the emperor begging the powerful to pay donations.

As a close minister, it was not convenient for Feng Bao to expose the emperor's lies.

If the powerful and wealthy people really forced the emperor to sell off his overseas plantations, before that, his majesty might have already confiscated their property, dug up their graves, and excavated their houses.

Do you really think that the 100,000 Beijing troops in the capital will not turn their swords inward? The Beijing troops have shown their terribleness in foreign wars more than once, and the powerful and powerful do not want to be treated as Japanese pirates by the Beijing troops.

The Beijing Camp is the fundamental reason why Your Majesty can borrow money.

Ten million silver, thirty million silver, fifty million silver, they could all be borrowed. If the powerful were really afraid of pushing the emperor into a corner, they would stage a big drama of sending troops from the capital to demand payment.

From ancient times to the present, people generally oppose and hate war. This is the fundamental reason why the promotion of culture and military power can be successful.

You can conquer the world immediately, but you cannot rule the world immediately. There are usually two reasons why people oppose and hate war. One is that violence is not under their control; the second is that violence will hurt themselves.

Relying on the collective kindness of mankind is a fantasy, just like relying on the collective rationality of mankind. Excessive expansion of violence will inevitably bring disaster.

If enough money and food cannot be extorted, massacres will follow.

After Zhu Yijun finished dealing with the memorials in his hand, he watched the palace servants close the doors and windows. The wind started to blow again, and dust was flying everywhere, making the glass crackle. Zhu Yijun could no longer distinguish between the sound of the wind, the sound of sand and gravel hitting the window bars, and the sound of winter thunder.

Zhu Yijun sat on the armchair in the imperial study, sitting quietly, thinking about what to do next. It was three quarters past three in the evening when the wind finally died down a little.

"Your Majesty, the wind seems to be slowly dying down." Feng Bao reminded His Majesty that it was time to rest. He did not take out the sign to upset His Majesty. His Majesty had something on his mind, so how could he be in the mood to water the flowers?

"Yeah." Zhu Yijun stood up, washed up, and went to bed with a heavy heart.

He did not sleep well that night and was obviously a little uneasy. When the emperor woke up the next day, he even felt a little dizzy. When he got out of bed, he felt his steps were a little weak.

When Zhu Yijun fell ill, he immediately realized the abnormality of his body. He ordered the court to be suspended and asked the chief medical officer Chen Shigong to enter the palace. Li Shizhen was already old and retired and could not take care of things. Now Chen Shigong was the backbone among the chief medical officers.

"The pulse is floating, tight and stringy. The left Guan pulse is the only one that is stagnant, while the right Cun pulse is floating and slippery. This is because the liver qi is stagnant, the wood is not smooth, and the qi is stagnant. Excessive worry and worry have exhausted the heart and spleen, and the heart yin is insufficient."

"In addition, the wind-cold in the Qinian Hall took advantage of the weakness to attack the exterior of the body, the Wei Yang was suppressed, and the lung qi was not released. Main symptoms: exterior syndrome of exogenous wind-cold; Concomitant symptoms: liver depression, spleen deficiency, and insufficient heart yin." Chen Shigong wrote the medical report after observing, smelling, asking and palpating.

"Your Majesty, you should take a three-day rest to recuperate. Your Majesty is in the prime of life, so there is nothing wrong with you."

Chen Shigong knew very well that His Majesty's illness was not serious at all. It was easy to cure the disease, but it was difficult to heal the knot in his heart.

"Then let's suspend court for three days." Zhu Yijun was willing to follow the advice and did not resist. If he really fell ill, let alone the Wanli Reform, the Ming Dynasty would be in danger.

The body is the capital of everything.

After Zhu Yijun rested for a day, all his physical discomforts disappeared; after resting for another day, he felt that he had fully recovered.

On the third day, Zhu Yijun still suspended court and did not deal with memorials. Instead, he sat beside the Dragon Pond, wrapped in a cloak, listening to Feng Bao and Zhang Hong telling stories.

The chief physician told him not to worry, and Zhu Yijun didn't even have any books to read, and there was nothing else to do except listening to storytelling.

In seventeen years, Zhu Yijun has been alienated by power and has few hobbies.

"Outside Pyongyang, the north wind was as sharp as a knife, scraping human bones. The Japanese chieftain Konishi Yukinaga, relying on his powerful army, hung a 10-foot-long white banner on the arrow tower, with the four bloody words "No one in the Ming Dynasty" written on it!" Feng Bao slammed the gavel and talked about the Battle of Pyongyang with his eyes wide open.

Zhang Hong pretended to be angry and said, "The Japanese pirates are so brave!"

Feng Bao raised his voice and continued, "Suddenly, three cannon shots were heard from the west. Then, a jade lion appeared from the flying snow. A general with silver armor and a white robe was on the horse. In his hand was a golden halberd with phoenix wings. It shone with a chilling light. It was none other than Li Rusong, the deputy commander of the Beijing camp and the son of Ningyuan Hou Qilin!"

"General Li's reputation is known all over the world. I'm afraid the Japanese pirates will never come back!" Zhang Hong held his hands and spoke calmly.

Feng Bao continued, "General Li swept his eyes across the enemy formation, looking majestic and awe-inspiring. He laughed loudly and said, 'The Japanese pirates are ignorant of life and death. Let's see how I can break through the formation and capture the bandits!'"

Feng Bao and Zhang Hong specially invited the master chef from the Qianmen Teahouse and learned the storytelling skills from him. They had no other purpose but to entertain the emperor, as his majesty had too few hobbies.

The only good thing these days was the successful issuance of a special government bond worth 10 million silver dollars, but everything else went wrong.

Even the powerful and wealthy feel that Your Majesty has done a very good job. If all the rulers in the Ming Dynasty were such wise, there would be no conflicts between the ruler and his subjects. Even if the final result is not good, it can only be said that man proposes, God disposes.

Feng Bao and Zhang Hong have tried hard enough, but His Majesty's mind is obviously not on the storytelling, because the wind is blowing again.

The wind was rising and the clouds were surging. Gusts of cold wind blew across the Dragon Pond, causing waves. Zhu Yijun suddenly stretched out his hand and let the wind pass through his fingers. He signaled Feng Bao and Zhang Hong not to continue talking, but to quietly feel the cold wind.

Zhu Yijun didn't know if it was his illusion, but there were bursts of moisture in the wind. Perhaps it was the water from the Dragon Pond that was blown up, causing the moisture.

"This wind is a bit weird." Zhu Yijun felt it for a while, stood up from the armchair, looked up at the sky, and a drop of rain fell on the palm of Zhu Yijun's hand.

This drop of rain is a bit dirty, not at all as clear as the rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Gusts of wind started to blow, and raindrops began to fall slowly, hitting the Dragon Pond in spots. The wind was too cold, and the drizzle soon turned into sleet.

"It's raining?" Feng Bao held the gavel in his hand, looked at the sky in confusion, and pinched his cheeks hard. When he felt the severe pain, he realized that this was not a dream.

"Your Majesty, it's snowing! It's snowing!" Zhang Hong was too lazy to tell the story and shouted loudly: "Great joy, great joy!"

Soon, snowflakes fluttered and scattered. At first, they were like salt scattered everywhere, and later, they turned into heavy flakes.

Zhu Yijun tightened his cloak, nodded and said, "It is indeed a great joy. I will send a letter to the Ministry of Revenue to take out 300,000 kilograms of coal and allocate it to the East and West Shefan Temples and the Poor House to prevent the poor coolies from freezing to death."

"I obey your order!" Feng Bao trotted away and went to the Ministry of Revenue to ask them to carry coal.

Zhu Yijun felt that he was not seriously ill, so he returned to the imperial study and began to deal with the memorials. He also issued a decree to the cabinet to hold the court meeting as usual the next day.

There was a heavy snow, a foot thick in one night. The heavy snow caused many inconveniences, but no one complained about it. Some even hoped it could fall heavier.

The Imperial Astronomical Observatory did not lie, and the Institute of Gewu did not deceive the emperor when it said that there was an imbalance between floods and droughts and that rain and heat occurred at the same time. The loud thunder in winter is indeed a frightening sign. If there is no snow this winter, drought, locusts, floods and plagues will follow one after another. If this continues for a few years, there will inevitably be chaos under heaven.

"We congratulate Your Majesty and the whole world." Zhang Juzheng and his ministers came to pay their respects and congratulate the auspicious snowfall.

Zhu Yijun motioned to his ministers to excuse themselves from the formalities, shook his head and said, "The snow came late this year, and there is not much snow. Last winter, it snowed for three consecutive days before it stopped, and the frozen snow did not melt until the next spring. This time, it snowed for only one day before it stopped, and some of the snow melted. It will be gone in a few days."

"The drought next year will still be severe. The astronomical phenomenon of the Ming Dynasty is probably just as the emperor's uncle said. From this year on, every year will be the best year in the next ten years."

After the heavy snow yesterday, the snow was getting heavier by the evening. Zhu Zaiyu made a special trip to the palace. This snow made Zhu Zaiyu act like a treacherous minister. Zhu Zaiyu talked about the astronomical phenomena with the emperor for half an hour based on the geomancy map, but in the face of facts, Zhu Zaiyu's explanation seemed like a quibble.

But just one night later, the snow stopped.

In fact, it proves that what the Imperial Observatory and the Academy of Gewu said is correct. The astronomical phenomena are becoming worse and more extreme, and the overall trend has not changed.

After the emperor's words, the joyous Wenhua Hall immediately became quieter. No one dislikes to hear auspicious words, but His Majesty obviously prefers to hear the truth.

"There are fifty great ways, forty-nine of which are derived from heaven. One is missing. God has left a way out for our Ming Dynasty after all." Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Juzheng and said, "Sir, after the summer harvest next year, we will start a comprehensive inspection of the granaries. Those who dare to invade and corrupt will be executed. If a fire dragon burns the granary, their families will be implicated as well. We will punish corruption severely to prevent natural disasters."

Zhang Juzheng immediately bowed his head and said, "I obey your order."

This snow came just in time and can greatly boost people's morale, but it does not mean that the Imperial Observatory and the Institute of Gewu were lying. To tell the truth requires great courage, but to lie, one can be as humble as dust.

Zhu Yijun hated the words "live in harmony with the world" and "tolerate each other for the sake of the country" very much.

"Liu Yongshun and Zhuang Lufeng are indeed the remnants of the rebel party that was selected as tribute." The commander Zhao Mengyou reported the results of the investigation by the imperial guards. Liu Yongshun and Zhuang Lufeng conspired to murder people in order to die without any evidence.

Zhen Zhuolian was dead, and the imperial guards dug deep into the courtyard on Xiujin Street but found no clues.

As things took a turn for the better, the son of Zhou Jianhou, a Doctor of Firearms, took the initiative to surrender to the Zhenfu Division and produced the book Yu Ji Xian Shu written by Zhen Zhuolian.

In the last moments of her life, Zhen Zhuolian took advantage of Zhou Jianhou's arrival and handed the book Yu Ji Xian Shu to a stranger named Zhou Jianhou for safekeeping. At that time, Zhen Zhuolian already knew that she would not live long.

The merchant who bought her will not let her go, Liu Yongshun will not let her go, Zhuang Lufeng will not let her go, no one will let her go. On the contrary, this detached Doctor of the Study of Things may help her get revenge.

Zhou Jianhou gave this book Yu Ji Xian Shu to his son and asked him to turn himself in. Zhou Jianhou originally planned to ask the emperor to plead for his son after his son had made meritorious service. The death penalty was inevitable, but he should not bring disaster to his family. Zhou Jianhou had two grandsons and a granddaughter. If his son was unfilial, he would die.

The Tiqi's investigation into Zhou Jianhou was conducted without Zhou Jianhou's knowledge. When Zhou Jianhou learned that the murder was a frame-up, the whole family felt relieved and ended their days of anxiety.

"There are thirteen remnants of the tribute selection and rebellion case, involving six ministries and various departments." Zhao Mengyou looked around before reporting the specific list.

In fact, there was another person in the palace, a eunuch who was sent to the palace by the rebels and had been drowned in a well by Feng Bao.

This eunuch in the palace made the Eastern Depot and the Northern Pacification Office tremble with fear and broke out in cold sweats.

Because this eunuch had a girlish appearance, was very beautiful, very intelligent, and very efficient, he entered the palace in order to be with the eldest prince.

It is very obvious that the rebels intend to follow the old story of 'Li Chengqian and Chengxin'.

Li Chengqian was the crown prince of Li Shimin. Chengqian, Chengqian, meant to inherit the imperial career and be in charge of everything. Li Chengqian was placed with high hopes since he was born.

Ever since Li Chengqian started playing with the eunuch who looked like a girl and had a very good appearance, he became more and more weird.

For this purpose, Zhu Yijun specially selected a large number of palace maids with big breasts and long legs to be by Zhu Changzhi's side. They could be trained to see if they could become talented people, but if they grew up in a wrong way, they would be laughed at for generations.

(End of this chapter)