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Chapter 934: The laws of nature are called Wen, and the peace of the people and the governance are called Cheng

As the guard of Wang Ci Fu's funeral, Chen Mo had to follow Wang Qian to Xizhimen. Chen Mo looked at Wang Qian's somewhat stubborn figure with complicated eyes.

There is no problem with Wang Qian's morality, which is at least ten thousand times better than that of his biological father; there is no problem with Wang Qian's knowledge, otherwise he would not have passed the imperial examination; but in Chen Mo's eyes, Wang Qian was a little naive and kind in the political struggle, and kindness is a virtue and should not be belittled.

Of course, in Wang Qian's eyes, the emperor might be a little too ruthless.

It is not convenient for the emperor to interfere directly.

On the surface, the reason given by the insects this time is that Wang Chonggu is a traitor, which is very objective. If the emperor uses his imperial power to protect traitors, what about loyal ministers? But in fact, it is a game between the power of the monarch and the power of the ministers, and what is being fought for is the right to define loyal and treacherous ministers.

Wang Chonggu was a treacherous minister, and he himself admitted it. There was still a strand of Wang Chonggu’s hair in the palace, and that was Wang Chonggu’s life.

The emperor's plan was very simple. He ultimately identified Wang Chonggu as a capable minister. In recognition of Wang Chonggu's contributions, the emperor gave Wang Chonggu a decent ending.

But no matter the superficial reason or the actual reason, it was inconvenient for the emperor, because the banner raised this time was the power of respecting the lord's majesty. People cannot enjoy the emperor's supreme power while undermining themselves and denying loyalty. The politically correct shaping of loyalty is conducive to the stability of the throne.

The court officials did not recognize Wang Chonggu's achievements. In their opinion, Wang Chonggu's merits and demerits were at most 30% and 70% respectively, with 30% merits and 70% demerits.

This official factory is the will of His Majesty, the policy inclination of the court, and the fruit of the general trend of the Ming Dynasty. Wang Chonggu cannot be left alone to reap the fruits of this.

It’s difficult to decide on a posthumous title, so let’s not decide on one. Let’s just bury him like this.

The Ministry of Rites was really merciful. The last treacherous minister like Wang Chonggu who formed cliques for personal gain, usurped power, and sought personal gain was Yan Song. Yan Song's son was beheaded in public, and Yan Song starved to death among the tombs, spending the last years of his life relying on offerings from others at his grave.

Wang Chonggu had already been very honored. After doing so many wrong things, he still had the honor of having the emperor personally visit him and say farewell.

It is obvious that the emperor could not accept this characterization no matter what. If he compromised this time, when Zhang Juzheng passed away, the emperor would fall into infinite passivity. In terms of usurpation of power, the regent Zhang Juzheng would be more like a traitor than Wang Chonggu. By then, Zhang Juzheng's merits and demerits would probably be a 0-10 split.

Therefore, someone needs to speak a fair word for Wang Chonggu.

Since the court officials refused, they could only ask the craftsmen to speak up for Wang Chonggu.

Wang Qian opened his arms, panting, and stood in front of all the craftsmen with a red face. Only dozens of Ti cavalry followed him.

When he heard the news, he took a dozen servants and ran to Xizhimen. Xizhimen was full of people running in panic. Wang Qian swam upstream and used all his strength to squeeze out of Xizhimen. The servants got separated or simply did not dare to come to Xizhimen. No one knew what would happen.

When the craftsmen get excited, they will really smash everyone with their hammers.

The servants are not the imperial guards. The imperial guards have the emperor's orders and must protect Wang Qian's safety. No one can touch Wang Qian unless there is an imperial decree.

The spring wind is still a little cold, and with some rain and snow yesterday, the wind was even colder. Wang Qian's clothes were torn apart, and he looked a little disheveled and in a rather embarrassing state.

But Wang Qian was very glad that he arrived in time and the craftsmen did not enter the city, so everything would be easy.

"Stop, stop." Wang Qian stopped the craftsmen breathlessly, not letting them go any further. If they went any further, there would be unrest. There was a civil unrest in this capital city, right under the feet of the emperor. If His Majesty mobilized the Beijing troops to quell the rebellion, these craftsmen would all die.

But when Wang Qian saw that there was not a single captain at Xizhimen, he suddenly had an idea and immediately knew all the emperor's plans.

The emperor has expressed more than once that he hopes the craftsmen will unite in order to fight for their own interests and force the reform of the system.

For example, they sat in Sochi to fight for a reduction in working hours, and they went on strike spontaneously to fight for workers' rights. After the state-owned factories suffered continuous losses, the craftsmen spontaneously occupied the factories and ran them. After they had no one to protect them, they protected themselves.

This was all within the range that the emperor could tolerate. He would not mobilize the Beijing troops to quell the rebellion, but would let the angry craftsmen rush into the capital and use their hammers to speak a fair word for Wang Chonggu.

The craftsmen in Xitu City all knew Wang Qian. More than 10,000 craftsmen on the mountain road slowly stopped amid their constant shouting. Wang Chonggu was Old Wang and Wang Qian was Young Wang. Young Wang was kind-hearted and every time he went to the government factory, he would bring a bunch of things to comfort the widows, the lonely and the disabled.

In the craftsman's mind, Xiao Wang is a better person than Lao Wang.

"Master Wei." Wang Qian glanced around and saw the backbone of this turmoil, Wei Youshan.

Wei Youshan invented water-based fertilizer and won the Chonggu Progress Award. He used to be a kiln dweller in Xishan. The wrinkles and grooves on his face are full of black ash, and the lines and calluses on his palms are also black, full of traces of coal.

Wei Youshan walked up to Wang Qian, looked around, and whispered, "Prefect Wang, there is an imperial decree."

Wei Youshan is now a Doctor of Gewu at the Academy of Gewu and is stationed at the Xishan Coal Bureau. It was he who planned the craftsmen's going down the mountain this time, and he was carrying out the imperial order.

The day after Wang Chonggu's death, the emperor went from the Gewu Academy to the Xishan Coal Bureau and told the craftsmen everything that had happened in the capital. He also sent his disciples to tell the craftsmen about the grievances that Wang Chonggu had suffered during the days after his death.

The previous anger has been accumulated in the hearts of the craftsmen. Wang Chonggu's posthumous reputation is really important. It is not Wang Chonggu's posthumous reputation, but the rise and fall of the official factory system.

The goal of this bunch of bugs is very clear, which is to tear the state-owned factories apart, portray them as worthless pieces of junk through public opinion, and then desperately stuff these junk pieces into their pockets.

During the Yongle period, resident craftsmen, several shipyards, and official factories built around maritime trade all perished in this way. The craftsmen had experienced this once.

The imperial court had amassed too much money through state-owned factories. If Wang Chonggu was really criticized and brought down, the Labor Party would be completely destroyed.

When mud and sand are mixed together, no eggs will remain intact when the nest is overturned.

The craftsmen naturally had to consider whether they could send their children to the craftsman school in the future, whether they could still work as two people to support three children, and whether they could still get the starting salary.
Most of the craftsmen in the Xishan Coal Bureau are literate and understand some principles.

Yesterday, the archway and stone tablet of Chonggu Chidao were smashed, and emotions were immediately ignited. What the insects wanted to destroy was not Wang Chonggu as a person, but the happy lives of the craftsmen. If they didn’t use hammers to protect their lives, they would lose everything!
Xu Chengchu just ran fast. If he ran slower, the hammer would have hit him. The angry craftsman would have been very difficult to appease.

"I know, I know, but we can't do this. If we enter the city like this, when the accounts are settled in the future, a group of craftsmen in the government factory will probably be laid off. This will be disadvantageous to the craftsmen and it's not worth it. It's really not worth it. Listen to me, go back, I will go to the palace to meet the emperor." Wang Qian finally caught his breath.

He also figured it out. No matter what, the craftsmen were not allowed to enter the city, and he had to stop them.

Even if the emperor did not dispatch troops to quell the rebellion, someone would be held responsible for the unrest afterwards. For example, Wei Youshan himself would definitely not escape the court's investigation. These frightened scholars would definitely try their best to punish the ringleader.

"I am a Doctor of the Study of Things. Your Majesty has the final say on how to deal with me, so I did this." Wei Youshan looked around and said in a low voice.

The status of the Doctor of Gewu is extremely special. The law basically has no effect on them, and the Ming Dynasty's censors cannot impeach the Doctor of Gewu at all. If you have anything to say, just tell His Majesty!
Neither the yamen runners nor the captains had the power to arrest the Doctor of Gewu. Even the Tiqi Yamen had to avoid alerting the Doctor of Gewu when investigating a case.

Wei Youshan presided over the turmoil, and these scholars and officials could not do anything to him.

"Well, it seems so." In Wang Qian's mind, Wei Youshan was the master chef in the government-run factory, but in fact, he was not. This man had an official position, and he was a fifth-rank doctor of science who was detached from the world.

At this point, Wang Qian finally understood all the emperor's plans. He could only say that His Majesty's seventeen years of study were not in vain and were somewhat sinister.

Wei Youshan instigated civil unrest and was impeached by the censors. The emperor asked the censors to produce solid evidence. Once the case reached Wei Youshan, there was no way to investigate further. Either they could not find the culprit and reported the case to the emperor, but the emperor would smooth things over; or they had to hand the case over to the Imperial Guards for investigation.

When the case came to the hands of the Pacification Office, its outcome depended entirely on the emperor's will. The imperial guards would delay the case until no one cared and the censors could do nothing about it.

"But we still can't go in. No, Master Wei is fine, but what about them?" Wang Qian looked at the tens of thousands of craftsmen, holding all kinds of hammers, iron rods, and iron bars in his hands, and shivered as he said:

"If the craftsmen enter the city, no one will be able to control them. At that time, there will be chaos. How will the people view the craftsmen? They must not be allowed to enter the city!"

People are most resistant to disorder. They would rather be dogs in prosperous times than humans in chaotic times, because humans in chaotic times will be eaten. There was only absurdity but no beauty in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. During the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, there was only violence out of control, and human flesh became the absurdity of food.

Before this turmoil, the craftsmen were an orderly group. Once they entered the city, started making things, looting and burning, they became a disorderly group and were no longer accepted by the people of the Ming Dynasty.

Wang Qian would never allow craftsmen to be misunderstood or even abandoned by the world. During the Wanli Reform, the importance of production was being valued, and the status of craftsmen who controlled production itself would also rise.

This uprising of the craftsmen will interrupt the process of improving their social status.

Wang Qian carefully explained the logic behind this and asked Wei Youshan to take his men back to the official factory and wait for his news.

Wei Youshan said firmly: "I don't care, and neither do the craftsmen. Magistrate Wang is a scholar and thinks long-term. We craftsmen are rough people and we can't think that far ahead!"

“We only know that without Wang Ci Fu, we would not have enough food to eat and would be humiliated.”

"Wang Cifu always said that he treated us like cattle and horses, never owed us wages, opened schools to teach us to read and learn, and even provided medical treatment for us when we were sick. The widows, orphans, and disabled were all provided for."

"We may look like cattle and horses, but we craftsmen are not blind or deaf. Wang Ci Fu treats us as human beings."

"These scholars and officials have disobeyed the emperor's will and have been delaying the funeral for Wang Ci Fu."

"We don't agree. We have thought about what you said. We think it's worth it. In the long run, no one will look down on craftsmen anymore!"

Wei Youshan is an educated man and a get-get-get-doer. He thought a lot and finally decided to stand up. No matter what, this matter must have a result today.

The emperor went to visit Wang Ci Fu. When Wang Ci Fu passed away, the emperor issued a clear decree, and all the official factories posted notices about it. The emperor wanted to give Wang Ci Fu a grand funeral, a beautiful posthumous title, and rank him third on the list of meritorious officials. However, the literati and officials stopped him from doing so!

Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. Today, the craftsmen are going to go into the city to see what is going on!
This is why Chen Mo thinks Wang Qian is childish. Wang Qian always thinks that everything can be discussed, and that he can gain these powers without bloodshed and sacrifice. But based on Chen Mo's personal experience, people will die if he wants to do anything, and the bigger the thing, the more people will die.

"Prefect Wang, please move aside and let us pass." Wei Youshan looked at the city gate, took a deep breath and said, "If we step through this gate, we may die, but we still have to go in."

Wang Qian was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand and said, "How about this, you wait here, you don't have to go back to the factory, I'll go to see the emperor, and wait for my news, how about that?"

"Okay." Wei Youshan agreed.

Wang Qian was furious. He thought Wei Youshan was lying to him. As long as Wang Qian opened the city gate, Wei Youshan would bring his men into the city.

"Master Wei never lied before." Wang Qian was helpless, he couldn't leave.

Wei Youshan looked at Wang Qian and found that this young master who took shelter under his father's wing was indeed a little naive. His Majesty had said it clearly. Only by strengthening oneself can there be a new life.

Wang Chonggu led the craftsmen to a new life and let them live like human beings. When Wang Ci Fu was alive, he protected the craftsmen and let them live like human beings. Now that Wang Ci Fu is gone, he can only protect them by himself.

If the craftsmen themselves don’t want to live like human beings, who can help them?
Now because of Wang Qian’s sudden appearance, the craftsmen were stuck at Xizhimen and could not move.

Wang Qian refused to give in. He still felt that no matter what, the poor and hard-working craftsmen should not be involved in the complicated political struggle. This was the evil of a gentleman. In such a huge wave, the craftsmen who had no ability to resist risks would usually end up in a very miserable way.

In the 21st year of the Jiajing reign, Xu Shen, the great physician who cured Emperor Jiajing, died of fright.

The craftsmen refused to retreat and were determined to get an explanation today, no matter what. But they could not attack Wang Qian, otherwise, what would be the difference between the craftsmen and the insects who intended to overthrow the king?

The only person in the entire Ming Dynasty capital who could stop a team of craftsmen alone was Wang Qian.

Even the dispatch of Ti cavalry and military soldiers could easily exacerbate the problem.

"Little Wang is a good boy." Zhu Yijun heard the report from the imperial guards. Wang Qian lowered his head, panted heavily, stretched out his arms, and stopped the craftsmen like an old hen, taking all the consequences on himself.

Wang Qian is indeed not very good at dog fighting, but he has political responsibility.

"Wang Qian doesn't want to see his father's life's work destroyed. That is Wang Ci Fu's pride and lifelong glory." Ling Yunyi saw very clearly that Wang Qian was protecting the craftsman.

The craftsmen really entered the city. Afterwards, the Xishan Coal Bureau would probably have to be demolished and rebuilt, or even disappear. The imperial power, the court, and the literati would never allow the Xishan Coal Bureau to continue to exist.

Zhang Juzheng also read the imperial guards' report and said sincerely: "Wang Qian's moral character has never been a problem. He is much better than Wang Chonggu."

As the prime minister, Zhang Juzheng did not like Wang Chonggu. He liked Wang Qian very much. Wang Qian was a good kid although a little naive. The big tree fell, and suddenly faced with the storm in the political whirlpool, Wang Qian made himself a little embarrassed.

"I originally thought that since these lowly scholars are unwilling to accept the slow improvement of the status of craftsmen and the slow release of this power, then we should catalyze this power to burst out directly, let the lowly scholars intuitively feel the power of craftsmen, and let the craftsmen know the power they possess." Zhu Yijun sat in front of the imperial desk and told Zhang Juzheng, Ling Yunyi and Qi Jiguang about his plan.

The artisan class must learn how to fight for their own interests instead of being bullied and exploited by others.

This was Zhu Yijun’s entire plan.

"Your Majesty is wise." Ling Yunyi bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I have been to Guangdong and Guangxi, Shandong, Henan, and Korea, and I have always advocated that meat eaters will never let go of their arrogance unless people die! I think we should let the imperial guards bring Wang Qian back and let the craftsmen enter the city."

"People can never teach people, but things can teach people once, and that's enough. No need to keep talking!"

Why waste so much time on talking? Just judge these insects and cheap scholars in a physical sense, rush into the city, and kill all of them. No one will dare to talk nonsense anymore, and no one will want to target government factories in the future.

Zhang Juzheng was helpless. It would be better for Ling Yunyi to stay in Korea and not come back!
Things have come to this point, but Ling Yunyi still wants to escalate the situation.

"Absolutely not." Zhang Juzheng said sincerely: "Your Majesty, craftsmen are responsible for production, and they should not be involved in political struggles. This is the benevolence of a saint."

The benevolence of a sage does not allow the poor and laboring people to be dragged into the vortex of political struggle. Their ability to resist risks is too weak, and any breeze can shatter their stable lives. As a sage, the scope of the struggle should be limited to the court.

"Prince, when I was in Guangzhou, I wrote to you saying that you were too gentle and kind. What are these despicable Confucian scholars making a fuss about? Aren't they just trying to destroy the New Deal of Wanli? If things have come to this, just kill them." Ling Yunyi looked at Zhang Juzheng. He and Zhang Juzheng had huge differences in this regard.

Zhang Juzheng, the leader of the Wanli Reform, was judged to be a conservative because he was not radical enough.

Zhang Juzheng bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, the craftsmen cannot do this. Let the imperial guards do it. Let them arrest the people on the pretext of the remnants of the tribute selection case. Let the imperial guards arrest the imperial scribes, the students and academicians of the Imperial Academy, and the Hanlin Academy's Hanlin scholars."

Ling Yunyi thought about it and did not refute. Zhang Juzheng proposed a compromise. The remnants of the rebel party in the selection of tribute cases was a good reason.

The scholar-official class in the south of the Yangtze River could not stand seeing the tenants and farmers rise up, and these lowly Confucian scholars who criticized Wang Chonggu for his reverence for antiquity could not stand seeing the craftsmen rise up. Their nature was exactly the same.

Zhu Yijun thought for a moment and said, "How about this? Arrest these lowly scholars and let them negotiate with the craftsmen themselves. After the imperial guards arrest them, send them to Xizhimen and let the craftsmen judge for themselves."

"Okay, that's good!" Ling Yunyi's eyes lit up when he heard it and said, "Your Majesty, I will take the imperial guards to arrest these lowly scholars who submitted petitions. Take them all to Xizhimen and let the craftsmen decide who is right and who is wrong!"

In accordance with Your Majesty's imperial edict, whoever caused the trouble should calm it down. The craftsmen refused to leave Xizhimen, so the lowly Confucian scholars who caused the trouble were asked to appease them. When they failed to appease them, they were beaten to death by the craftsmen. The court was also helpless as the law does not hold everyone responsible, and no one knew who had done it.

"What do you think, sir?" Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Juzheng and asked for his opinion.

"Your Majesty is wise." Zhang Juzheng finally stopped trying to persuade people to be merciful and forgiving. Someone had to shed blood to appease the angry craftsmen. Your Majesty's method was already a compromise.

If Wang Qian had not run to Xizhimen himself, the craftsmen would have already entered the city by now.

"What do you think, General Qi?" Zhu Yijun looked at Qi Jiguang and asked the general's opinion.

"Wherever your majesty points his sword, the Ming army will head there." Qi Jiguang had no objection. He seldom expressed his opinions on state affairs. Your majesty's orders were everything.

Qi Jiguang felt that it would be better to let soldiers do this rather than craftsmen.

The forces in your Majesty's hands are, first, the army, second, industry, and third, agriculture, in no particular order. Among them, agriculture is responsible for food and fodder, craftsmen are responsible for equipment, industry and agriculture are both production, and the army is weapons.

It would be more reasonable to mobilize the army, rather than letting the craftsmen make trouble on their own, and let the soldiers be responsible for protecting the interests of workers and peasants.

Therefore, in Qi Jiguang's view, Your Majesty is a very benevolent king. He did not use violence directly. Isn't that benevolent enough? The soldiers are raised for a thousand days and deployed for a moment. The soldiers have received so much silver and enjoyed the emperor's grace for so many years. Six sticks per second means that only six people can stand beside the traitor.

Zhu Yijun still waited for half an hour before giving the order to the imperial guards to arrest people. On the one hand, he was waiting to see if there would be any changes at Xizhimen. In case Wang Qian figured it out and opened the Xizhimen, there would be no need for the imperial guards to be dispatched. But in the end, nothing happened.

As the military strategy says, the first attack is of great strength, the second will weaken, and the third will be exhausted. Wang Qian's blocking of the Xizhimen gate stopped the craftsmen's momentum. If they had not attacked at the first moment, they would not have made more radical moves.

On the other hand, Zhu Yijun was waiting for the reaction of the lowly Confucian scholars. Whether these troublemakers dared to bring their servants and slaves to instigate the people of the capital and confront the craftsmen.

These guys who controlled the mouthpieces deceived a lot of people in Beijing. Because of the smog disaster, a considerable number of people in Beijing had a very bad impression of the craftsmen. In the eyes of these people, the smog disaster was caused by the existence of the Xishan Coal Bureau.

Zhu Yijun didn't wait any longer. These lowly Confucian scholars hid at home trembling, not daring to move at all.

Qi Jiguang led the troops into the city to maintain basic order. Ling Yunyi and Zhao Mengyou led the imperial guards to arrest people and send them to outside Xizhimen. Everything was in order. In order to prevent the criminals from escaping, Ling Yunyi requisitioned the branch office outside Xizhimen as a temporary prison to detain the criminals.

The Ministry of Justice brought people to the outside of Xizhimen and set up a large execution platform for the public trial.

In the imperial study of Tonghe Palace, only Zhang Juzheng and the emperor were left.

"Sir, do you think I have gone too far? Instigating the craftsmen to go down the mountain." Zhu Yijun asked Zhang Juzheng only after seeing that everyone had left, even Ye Xianggao had been driven away.

Zhang Juzheng looked around and saw that only eunuchs such as Feng Bao and Zhang Hong were there, so he spoke up, "Your Majesty, I don't think it's excessive, and Wang Qian shouldn't have gone. Some things have to be discussed, and if we discuss it now, we can avoid it later."

When there were no outsiders around, Zhang Juzheng's statement was different from before. As the emperor's mentor, he had actually guessed what the emperor was going to do. His silence was also a kind of attitude.

Behind these insects are the landlords who were annexing the land and they are all enemies of the Wanli Reform. The Wanli Reform was complicated, but to sum it up in one sentence, the world was trapped by annexation.

The word "Reform" sounds high-end and grand, but in simple terms, it means working on the redistribution of the means of production.

"There are some things that I am not comfortable saying with the ministers here. No matter what, I must protect the reputation of Wang Chonggu after his death."

“Even if I am scolded by thousands of people and spurned by tens of thousands of people in the future, I must preserve Wang Chonggu’s posthumous reputation. Although Wang Chonggu was a bit cunning, the official factory system he developed was really powerful. This was his way of doing things.” Seeing that there was no one else to turn to, Zhang Juzheng stopped pretending and revealed his cards: he was a royalist.

If in the future the Emperor must choose between Wang Chonggu's posthumous name and Zhang Juzheng's posthumous name, Zhang Juzheng hopes that the Emperor will choose Wang Chonggu.

The government-owned factory belonged to the emperor, the court, and the Ming Dynasty. It was also publicly owned and not the private property of Wang Chonggu's family.

Public ownership is particularly important. This is the real reason why the literati were determined to destroy Wang Chonggu's reputation after his death. State-owned factories are the prototype of a public ownership economy, which is in fundamental conflict with the landowners' desire for land deeds to be passed down for generations and an absolute private ownership economy.

"Grand Tutor, I'm thinking of the old story of the Yongle official factory. I was surprised at that time. If they couldn't occupy it, they would destroy it. This is really weird. They would do it even if it would harm others and not benefit themselves? I have benefited a lot from your words, sir." Zhu Yijun thought about it carefully and found that what Zhang Juzheng said made a lot of sense.

During the Yongle reign, no one dared to sell the ships and shipyards because Empress Dowager Zhang had ordered that the ships and shipyards should not be sold. In the end, the ships and shipyards all slowly decayed. Why? To prevent the emergence of a public economy.

"What would you do if you were to do it, sir?" Zhu Yijun was a little curious about what he would do if Zhang Juzheng was left to handle this matter entirely.

"The body will be stopped at the Xishan Coal Bureau." Zhang Juzheng did not hide it. He planned to see what the emperor was going to do. If the emperor did a good job, he would keep silent. If the emperor did something slightly lacking, he would find out and fill in the gaps.

Wei Youshan has prestige, but he is not as useful as Wang Chonggu.

"Then let me do it." After hearing what Zhang Juzheng said, Zhu Yijun felt that Zhang Juzheng was a little too radical.

It was already very radical for Zhang Juzheng to let Wei Youshan go, but he actually let the late Wang Chonggu personally ignite this anger.

Zhu Yijun thought for a moment and asked, "What do you think of Wang Cifu's posthumous title?"

"The posthumous title is Wencheng. 'Wen' means governing the heaven and earth, and 'Cheng' means pacifying the people and establishing government. That's why it's called Wencheng." Zhang Juzheng said with his head down. He had already thought of the posthumous title. The posthumous title, promotion of official position, and grand funeral were all the ways Zhang Juzheng came up with to deal with the aftermath.

You can't just light a fire without putting it out.

"Then let's go with Wencheng." Zhu Yijun affirmed Zhang Juzheng's suggestion.

Those who were posthumously named Wencheng in the Ming Dynasty include Liu Bowen and Wang Yangming.

(End of this chapter)