General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 75

All the sacrifices in the Taimiao had been completed, and the officials from various ministries had already entered the palace, and Jiajing in Fengtian Hall seemed to be deliberately waiting for Zhang Juzheng.

Even though the time for going to court has arrived long ago, the court meeting has not started for a long time.

Six elephants lined up left and right.

Just after Zhang Juzheng stepped into the Meridian Gate with the playbook in hand, the six elephants skillfully stretched out their trunks and rolled them in two.

In the sound of Xiangming.

In the 28th year of Jiajing's Zhengdan Festival, the Imperial Gate Audition began.

Hundreds of officials praised "Heaven and Virtue", "Haiyu Xianning" and "Holy Blessings."

Only Zhang Juzheng, who was covered in blood, fell to his knees and refused to get up for a long time.

"Why did Zhang Qing kneel for so long?"

Zhang Juzheng raised Ning Jue's playbook above his head with both hands.

"Minister Zhang Juzheng, please Your Majesty, recover Hetao and rebuild Dongsheng!"

Among the officials, many censors were eager to speak.

"The matter has come to an end, is there anyone who wants to ask for help?!"

Several young officials in the crowd looked around with red eyes, for fear of missing any official who wanted to obstruct the search.

But after seeing the blood stains on the playbook, there was only a sigh left.

But if the drunk kills Ning Jue and Zhang Juzheng, even if they have no mobility for a month or two, they won't be in such a mess.

But there was only Zhang Juzheng who was alive and kicking!
Ning Jue even yelled so loudly regardless of life or death.

Now everyone in the government and the public knows that Ning Jue was assassinated because of Yihetao.

This game can't be played!

Jiajing glanced at Huang Jin beside him, and Huang Jin immediately understood, as if he didn't know what happened outside the palace.

"Master Zhang, why is the playbook stained with blood?"

Zhang Juzheng's eyes were red, and he shouted sonorously:
"Return to Your Majesty, this is blood stained by the loyal ministers of the country, the blood stained by the soldiers of the Nine Frontiers, and the blood stained by the people of Ming Dynasty, Your Majesty!"

"The state has admonishing ministers, but life and death are uncertain. The people of the Ming Dynasty are thirsty for the king's teacher."

"Hetao is no longer there. I court the monarchs and ministers. Why do I see the ancient sages underground, and why do I see the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty in the nine springs?"

After hearing this, Huang Jin presented the playbook to the driver.

Zhang Juzheng's generous statement.

Even Jiajing felt a breath in his chest after hearing this.

After roughly reading Ning Jue's memorabilia, Jiajing carefully placed the "xueshu" in his hand on the imperial case.

"Old Yan Ge."

Yan Song stepped forward.

"The old minister is here."

"Based on this blood thinning, within three years, I will regain Hetao, and within ten years, I will see a Dongshengxiong city, and see the people of Hetao live and work in peace and contentment, do you understand?"

Jiajing's gaze swept across Yan Song's face.

Yan Song naturally knew what Jiajing meant, and knelt down skillfully on the ground.

"I'm guilty, sir."

Jiajing's tone gradually calmed down.

"What is Yan Qing's crime?"

Yan Song took a deep breath.

"The household department has no money. The old minister is ashamed of Ning Kezhong and the people of Hetao. Please choose another good assistant to punish the crime of the minister."

Saying this, Yan Song took off the black gauze hat on his head and put it beside him.

Yan Song knew that what Jiajing wanted at this moment was to cry for poverty.

Jiajing took a deep breath, his face remained unchanged.

"It's not your fault, it's my fault."

"Last year, Zeng Mian and Xia Yan punished him, and the Hetao discussion is over. It is normal to hastily mention that the cabinet is not prepared."

Yan Song hurriedly thanked him.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your understanding."

Not only Yan Song, but also the six ministers in the distance also knelt down and thanked each other.

Jiajing's conversation changed quietly.

"I can give the cabinet time, but Hetao has to accept it."

Having said that, Jiajing slowly stood up and looked at the officials in front of him.

"But Yan Qing must remember, and you and other ministers must also remember that the time I gave to the cabinet was bought by my subjects and my people with blood."

Yan Song and others fell to their knees and said in unison:
"I dare not be the first in the world."

Then Yan Song made another statement.

"The cabinet will return to the office from now on. Before next month, the veterans must raise food and fodder for Soutao."

Jiajing was obviously very satisfied with Yan Song's attitude.

"My subjects dare not be the first in the world, and I cannot be the first in the world."

"The New Year ceremonies in the palace will be exhausted from now on. All the money saved will be allocated to the northwest. The people in Hetao will not be able to live for a day. This year, I can't live in one day."

"I just want to tell the world clearly that even if my longevity palace is not repaired, the Hetao will definitely be taken back!"

The officials bowed down, Huang Jin and others were even more excited and tearful.

"The saints are virtuous, and the common people are lucky!"

Jiajing was expressing his attitude, and he was also blocking the mouths of all the officials, so as to stop them from pulling things on themselves.

Similarly, Jiajing also knew that if what he wanted to do was accomplished.

More than one longevity palace.

Among the officials who were crying profusely, Tao Shixian cried the most vividly.

Most of the officials are pretending, only he really hurts.

The original Hetao Discussion has become a Hetao Battle.

For many things, success or failure is not important, because this kind of thing exists purely for the sake of existence.

The Zhengdan Dynasty was completely disrupted because of this assassination case, and many agendas were hastily ended.

The court meeting dispersed, amidst the praises of all the officials, Jiajing's dragon chariot slipped away from Danbi.

Not long after Jiajing left, Zhu Zaishun walked to Fengtianmen with difficulty. On Zhu Zaishun's left and right legs, there was a little fireman holding Zhu Zaishun's thigh tightly.

"Let go!"

"Your Highness, there are assassins outside. If something happens to you, the servants will not be offended."

Zhu Zaiyi already had a foot restraint order, and now there are assassins outside the palace.

All the people in the Eastern Palace were risking their lives to prevent Zhu Zaiyu from leaving the palace.

Until Zhu Zaiyong saw Zhang Juzheng covered in blood, Zhu Zaiyong was stunned.

"Mr. Zhang, this blood?"

Zhang Juzheng hurriedly greeted him and said: "Your Highness, this is all brother Ning's blood, brother Ning blocked the knife for Zhang!" Having said this, Zhang Juzheng's eyes turned red again.

Zhu Zaishun's fist clenched "click" and "click".

"I was the one who killed Master Ning, and I was the one who killed Mister. Why are these thieves so lawless?"

"I'm going to see Master Ning, where is Master Ning now?"

As soon as these words were said, the two palace servants on the side were so frightened that their souls almost flew away.

"Master Zhang said, you can't let the crown prince leave the palace. If there are thieves outside the palace with murderous intentions, you and I can't afford it."

Zhang Juzheng was at a loss for words for a moment, and at this time, imperial physician Li Yanwen also hurried from outside the Meridian Gate to Fengtian Gate.

"Doctor Li? How is brother Ning?"

Li Yanwen hurriedly saluted when he saw Zhu Zaiyong, and Zhu Zaiyong also hurriedly signaled Li Yanwen to avoid the ceremony.

"Your Highness, Zhang Shi said that the knife is not a hindrance. Ning Bingxian's heart and lungs are different from ordinary people, and he is not in an ordinary position. It's just that he lost a lot of blood earlier... Sigh."

Zhang Juzheng felt a "thump" in his heart.

"Brother Ning, I'm the one who killed you!"

Li Yanwen looked at Zhang Juzheng like a fool.

"Zhang Shi said you are...?"

Zhang Juzheng was startled when he heard the words.

"Brother Ning, isn't it already?"

"Shi Zhang misunderstood. What the old man meant was that if he hadn't lost so much blood, Ning Bingxian would recover after more than ten days of recuperation. He might have to lie down for ten months."

Aware of Zhang Juzheng's unfriendly eyes.

Li Yanwen then closed his mouth angrily.

Zhu Zaiyu looked at Li Yanwen in disbelief.

"Doctor Li is serious? After losing so much blood, just lie down for ten months?"

"Before Guoben drives, I dare not speak nonsense."

Only the two little fires in the East Palace seemed to be relieved and quickly persuaded: "Your Highness, since Ning Bingxian is safe, you should hurry back to Qingning Palace with your servants."

Zhang Juzheng also echoed: "The situation outside the palace is unclear, Your Highness better not go out of the palace, and your Highness will go down to visit Brother Ning later."

Only then did Zhu Zaishun leave angrily, and Zhang Juzheng followed closely behind and walked towards the East Palace.

Only the Yaotong behind Li Yanwen asked puzzledly: "Master, why do you say that to attract people's hatred?"

Li Yanwen sighed, handed the medicine box to the apprentice, and walked towards the Tai Hospital with his hands behind his back.

"You and I are doctors, what's the use of people remembering you as a good person? It's enough for people to remember your good medical skills."

Yaotong nodded half-understanding.

A whistle of pigeons sounded in the sky above the Forbidden City. Several carrier pigeons in the city fluttered their wings twice and joined the pigeons in the capital.

(End of this chapter)