Wanli Ming Emperor

Chapter 237: Rescuing drowning and fire, using objects to illustrate people
The Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun sat on the throne for eight years. What kind of image did he have among the literati?
Some people say that the supreme commander of the army is in control of the country and is as powerful as a god.

Some people say that Zhu Yijun hated selfishness and the power to humiliate others.

Some people say that Chang Wei Jushi has the grandeur of a sage, covering all generations and setting plans for all eternity, which is truly beyond the reach of previous emperors.

Some people say that the emperor is awe-inspiring in the power of autumn and affectionate in the warmth of spring. The will of heaven is unpredictable and he is a ruler who practices power and tactics.

The blind man's view of an elephant is often one-sided. Information obtained from different channels or different standpoints will naturally lead to completely different conclusions.

But at the same time, within this aspect, there is always some unanimous consensus.

Just like the body temperature and skin texture of an elephant.

Just like the emperor's majesty.

Regardless of praise or criticism, no one has ever denied the great power and majesty of Emperor Wanli.

From June of the sixth year of Longqing to June of the eighth year of Wanli, eight years is neither long nor short.

The chief eunuch Feng Bao of the Imperial Household Department died in the palace, and the conspiracy was treacherous;

Jia Daiwen and Hu Qi, officials of the Ministry of Education, went to the Yulou Palace with prophecies, which affected three clans.
Huaining Marquis Sun Shizong died suddenly due to illness, and his title was stripped and his successor was transferred to his successor.
The noble princes of Dong'an and Wugang were brutally killed;

Liu Shiyan, the commander-in-chief of the Five Armies, was beheaded with a sword, Luo Fengxiang, the assistant minister of the Ministry of War, died in prison, Shi Guangzu, the earl of Huairou, was beaten to death in the county government office, and Weng Dali, the minister of the Ministry of Justice in Nanjing, made a minor mistake and his life or death is uncertain.

Eunuchs, nobles, officials, court officials, royal family members...

Since the emperor ascended the throne, he has swept away the peace of the six years of Emperor Muzong and has been killing people like crazy, catching up with Emperor Sejong.

At this moment, Zhang Fuzhi, who had just passed the imperial examination and had a bright future, was asked by the emperor in person: Do you want to rebel?
That light and floating sound seemed to be descending from the sky. Once it entered the ears, it would make people lose their souls.

rebel?

Who are you talking about?
Zhang Fu subconsciously raised his head and met the emperor's gaze.

In a trance, I saw a hell reflected in the emperor's eyes.

The road to becoming emperor was paved with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the dragon throne was cast with piles of bones, and the wronged souls of the Zhang family of Taicang were wailing miserably in the emperor's crown and robes, unable to break free.

Killing intent! Undisguised killing intent!
Zhang Fuzhi was suddenly awakened by the roaring murderous intent.

I'm talking about myself!
will die!

If you answer wrong, you will die!
How to reply! How to react! Think quickly! Think quickly!
Zhang Fuzhi was shaking all over. Should he just cry out for injustice? Or deny it? Or kneel down and beg for mercy?
How did the emperor know about what was happening in Zhejiang? Why Zhejiang instead of Shandong or Nanzhili? Was it a confirmation or a test?

Think quickly! Think quickly!
There are so many twists and turns in my mind, but in reality it happens in a flash.

Finally, Zhang Fuzhi took a deep breath and trembled more and more violently, so violently that white foam oozed out of his mouth.

The emperor's cold gaze turned into surprise.

Zhang Fuzhi's body suddenly froze, his eyes rolled back, and he fell to the ground.

He actually fainted!
……

Wansui Mountain is quiet and cool, with pleasant scenery, and when the breeze blows, it is accompanied by a faint floral scent.

The scenery was warm and there was silence for a moment.

Zhu Yijun was stunned as he watched Zhang Fuzhi's series of smooth movements.

He immediately laughed and waved to a place not far away, signaling the eunuch to come over and deal with the situation.

The eunuchs accompanying him hurried forward.

After a lot of frantic slapping of the forehead and pinching of the Ren Zhong acupoint, the person did not wake up.

Wei Chao hesitated for a moment: "Your Majesty, do you want to invite the imperial physician?"

Zhu Yijun shook his head.

"It's okay, Zhang Qing, think about it slowly, and wake up when you've thought it through."

After throwing out some nonsensical words, Zhu Yijun put his hands behind his back and walked slowly into the pavilion.

Xu Jie, who was in the pavilion, saw the emperor coming and almost jumped up to offer his seat to the emperor: "Your Majesty, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with me!"

God have mercy on him. He has been even more timid these years than when he was in the presence of King Sejong!

The civil unrest in Huzhou Prefecture has nothing to do with him!

As expected, I calculated before I went out that being invited to climb a mountain early in the morning must be a bad sign.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yijun glanced at Xu Jie.

Perhaps it was because he was too tired from climbing the mountain, Lord Xu's face looked changeable, like the reflection of a revolving lantern.

Zhu Yijun was amused in his heart, but his expression remained gentle: "Master Xu, please don't worry. I just asked you to come and observe and give me some advice."

He waved his hand, motioning Old Xu to sit down.

After hearing this, Xu Jie was still skeptical. He really didn't understand what was the point of consulting on such a matter. They had already organized a civil riot, so why not kill them?

He has never seen the dog emperor show mercy.

Zhu Yijun chuckled and sat down on the stone bench: "How much do you know about the Huzhou Civil Rebellion, Master Xu?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Fuzhi's ears outside the pavilion moved slightly.

Xu Jie carefully followed the emperor to take his seat, and after thinking for a moment, he replied cautiously: "Your Majesty, I am an old minister living at home, and I don't know anything about what is happening outside. The civil unrest in Huzhou is thousands of miles away, and I only know a little bit about it."

"I heard that when the land survey began last year, Huzhou Prefecture received many cases of Dong and Fan families occupying land and hiding people."

"Although the government has handled several cases with clear right and wrong, the backlog of cases is still increasing. It can be said that the roads are clogged with people vying to file petitions."

"The Dong and Fan families saw this and understood the imperial court's determination to conduct land surveys, so they dared not disobey. They followed the old trick of 'Feng Xuan burning the certificates' and found the original sellers of their land deeds one by one, allowing the sellers to redeem the land at half the price that year."

"Returning the land is a good thing, but this move not only failed to calm the public anger, but also dragged in the people who were originally on the sidelines."

"It is said that at that time, rumors were rife that anyone who showed up to cause trouble could get a sum of money to 'keep the peace'. Thousands of people flocked to the door, knocking on it and shouting and cursing."

"Then it got bigger and bigger and things got out of control."

"These are just hearsay from the public, and may not be accurate."

The way Xu Jie spoke slowly and leisurely, it was obvious that he didn't seem to be oblivious to what was happening outside.

Especially since he only relayed some rumors, the scale was well struck.

Zhu Yijun smiled and asked, "When Master Xu first heard about this, did he think it was an accident or someone was plotting?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Jie couldn't help but glance at Zhang Fuzhi who was still unconscious outside the pavilion.

Take the test after the answers are announced?

Xu Jie was unsure of the emperor's intentions, so he could only answer ambiguously, "The Dong family owns 20,000 acres of land, 160 pawnshops, 1,000 slaves, and 300 ships. Although the Fan family is not as good as them, they are not far behind."

"With such wealth, there will inevitably be acts of bullying and market domination. It is understandable that the people are rushing to sue."

"However, the rumors that followed were too strange. Feng Xuan's burning of coupons has always been a good way to win the hearts of the people. It really shouldn't have gotten worse."

"When I heard about this, I couldn't understand it at first."

"I never thought that there was someone fanning the flames behind the scenes!"

Xu Jie raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Fuzhi, shaking his head and nodding his head: "Fortunately, Your Majesty is very perceptive and can see through everything. Otherwise, if this thief were allowed to enter the central government, he might be the reincarnation of Yan Song or Qin Hui!"

Being observant and seeing things clearly was not flattery but Xu Jie's sincere admiration.

Zhejiang is thousands of miles away, let alone any conspiracy, even if someone rebelled, the court would have to wait for several memorials to be exchanged before knowing whose flag was raised.

When Zhejiang Governor Wang Daokun did nothing, the emperor could directly call out the name of Zhang from Taicang. Who would not be horrified after hearing that?

Zhu Yijun certainly knew what Xu Jie was thinking. He had a look of complete control and calmly explained, "It's not that I know everything, it's that the Northern Pacification Office is loyal to its duties."

As soon as he finished speaking, not only Xu Jie showed a look of surprise, but even Zhang Fuzhi outside the pavilion could not help but let out a soft groan.

Northern Pacification Office? The emperor sent the Royal Guards to Zhejiang?
Including the time it took to go back and forth, how long in advance did the emperor foresee the direction of the situation?!

When Zhu Yijun saw Xu Jie's awe-inspiring look, the smile on his face became even more mysterious.

In fact, this time it was just a coincidence.

As early as when he promoted Fan Yingqi to be the governor of the granary, Zhu Yijun hesitated because of the family tradition of the Fan family (Chapter 186).

Therefore, in order to avoid the tragedy of "the family's merger, accidentally causing mass incidents, and finally the father and son being forced to commit suicide", Zhu Yijun ordered the Jinyiwei to take Fan Yingqi's letter to Huzhou early on, to ensure that the Fan family returned the land and rectified the family tradition.

Returning the land is not a quick matter, therefore, this civil unrest happened to hit the Northern Pacification Office which was on official business in Huzhou!

If not, Zhu Yijun was not a god, so how could he directly trace the blame to the Zhang family in Taicang?

"According to the secret report sent back by the Northern Pacification Office, the Huzhou Rebellion was indeed caused by the injustice between two families at the beginning, and the people started it spontaneously."

“But things started to go wrong after the two families started to return to the fields.”

Zhu Yijun spoke in a clear voice, intending that Zhang Fuzhi, who was unconscious outside the pavilion, could also hear: "A newspaper office that is concerned about this matter has appeared in Huzhou Prefecture without any warning."

Xu Jie was startled: "Newspaper company?"

Zhu Yijun nodded to the Zhongshu Sheren who was accompanying him.

The latter came forward with a huge stack of newspapers in his arms, which he found from somewhere and placed on the stone table in the pavilion.

Zhu Yijun took the newspaper on top and handed it to Xu Jie.

Xu Jie took the newspaper respectfully.

He didn't take the newspaper seriously at first, thinking it was just another kind of exposé. But he didn't know until he read it, and he was shocked!
The first report of this newspaper was about the tyranny of the Dong and Fan families, which bullied the people in the village and brought a lot of trouble to the two families.

That's not bad.

What was published were all the evil deeds done by the servants of the two families, including some forced buying and selling, usurious lending and mortgaging of land. Some minor embellishments were not considered fabricated.

After the Dong and Fan families surrendered, burned the IOUs and returned the land, the Dong family personally went to the newspaper office, hoping that this move would get a few good words and restore some of their reputation.

Unexpectedly, the next day, the newspaper published an article saying that the Dong family openly returned to the fields but secretly plotted revenge and threatened the family.

The Dong family was furious.

The Fan family were honest people, so seeing this, they had no choice but to swallow their anger and increase their efforts to return the land, hoping to spend money to avoid disaster.

But this action did not stop for a few days.

The newspaper inexplicably began to fabricate stories about the Fan family, saying that the Fan family had obtained millions in ill-gotten gains and that they were guilty of a crime and that they could get a large sum of money if they just made trouble.

Once a few inflammatory newspapers were published, the situation immediately changed.

More than a hundred people rang gongs to clear the way, raised large white flags and surrounded the two houses. They demolished the Dong family's house, cut down the trees on the Fan family's ancestral tomb, slaughtered pigs and sheep and held banquets in the two families, and even harassed the wives.

When things got to this point, the prefecture and county's hope that "if the case was tried fairly, the people would naturally disperse" was completely dashed.

Therefore, the county government led the constables to surround the people who were making trouble, arrested the ringleaders, and then turned around and persuaded the two families to take out some more money to appease the people, so that they could take a step back and settle the matter peacefully.

It is naturally a good thing that the government office comes forward to mediate, using carrot in one hand and stick in the other, and the people who are making trouble will obviously disperse.

As a result, the newspaper once again came out to make trouble.

The next day, he again published an ad in the newspaper to spread rumors, saying that in order to curry favor with Dong Fen's student Shen Shixing, Fan Yingqi, the third branch of the Fan family and other important officials, the officials of the yamen took sides with the two families, arrested innocent people, aided and abetted the tyrant, and forced them to confess.

If the people easily took the benefits and dispersed, they would be defeated one by one and punished afterwards.

At the same time, he joined forces with students and famous scholars to write a letter to the governor's office, confusing right and wrong while putting pressure on Governor Wang Daokun, claiming that he should not "ignore public opinion and damage his reputation."

Xu Jie finished reading several newspapers with trepidation, his forehead already covered with cold sweat.

Good work! Good calculation!
This is a newspaper? It has such power.

If everyone has a copy, it will be much better than the posters secretly posted on the streets!

If he had this thing back then...

Thinking of this, Xu Jie quickly cut off his thoughts.

He raised his head and looked at the emperor: "Is this newspaper run by the Zhang family of Taicang?"

As the words fell, a groan was heard.

Zhang Fuzhi, who had fainted outside the pavilion, finally woke up.

Zhu Yijun looked in the direction of the voice and replied to Xu Jie: "The Zhang family has opened more than ten newspapers in the south, and the newspaper in Huzhou is one of them."

"Perhaps it is because I have been too lenient to scholars since I ascended the throne and have never carried out acts of extermination, so they dared to incite the people and stir up civil unrest."

Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Fuzhi who had just woken up and was very disappointed: "Zhang Zizan, your family is going to take the first place."

Zhang Fuzhi was startled and immediately fell to the ground.

He seemed to have only heard the last two sentences, looking bewildered: "Huzhou Newspaper? Inciting the people? It turned out to be such a misunderstanding!" "Your Majesty, please understand! Huzhou Newspaper is definitely not run by my family. Someone must have stolen my family's reputation to do something illegal!"

After saying this, he kowtowed repeatedly and cried out in a sad voice.

Zhu Yijun found this even more funny.

He ignored Zhang Fuzhi and turned to explain to Xu Jie: "Although the Zhang family in Taicang does not work in newspapers, they often donate generously and offer advice to various newspapers in secret."

"After controlling the mouths of these scholars, they can fabricate stories and spread fame internally; externally, they can confuse right and wrong and use their power to suppress others."

"Whenever a newspaper has a problem, like what happened right now, they will immediately draw a line in the sand and shout that the Zhang family never runs a newspaper."

Don't be clever, don't empower in secret, and don't think that we can't find you.

Zhang Fuzhi's philtrum was pinched until it turned red.

He hit his forehead and broke it while kowtowing.

Add to that his flushed face and neck, and his entire body really looked as if it were on fire: "Your Majesty is innocent!"

"There must be something hidden here. I beg Your Majesty to allow me to return home and find out the truth!"

After saying this, he kowtowed again.

These words were the result of Zhang Fuzhi's deep thinking and familiarity.

If he had been sentenced to death, he would be in the prison of the Northern Pacification Division now.

The emperor specially summoned him to his presence. It couldn't be that he wanted to push him off Wansui Mountain and vent his anger himself.

Perhaps the emperor was not entirely sure and just cheated the kids from several newspaper companies in the south one by one.

Perhaps the emperor did not want to break off relations at all, and deliberately used sensational words just to make him obey.

K……

There are too many possibilities, but there must be a glimmer of hope!
Bang, bang, bang.

The sound of kowtows never ceased.

Drops of blood splattered, staining the emperor's boots.

Zhu Yijun sighed and wiped the blood off his boots with the hem of Xu Jie's boots.

"Zhang Qing, don't misunderstand."

"I will really kill many, many people this time, many, many scholars, including the 1,362 people of your Taicang Zhang family."

Zhu Yijun waved his hand and gestured to his left and right.

The eunuch immediately helped Zhang Fuzhi up, and Wei Chao brought paper and pen from somewhere.

Zhang Fuzhi stood up in a daze, his mind was fascinated. Only the emperor's cold voice was like a carbuncle, drilling into his brain: "I will only give you one chance now."

"Write down the connection between us and the protest against land reclamation. Write down a name and it will cost you the life of your Zhang family."

Zhang Fuzhi raised his head suddenly and his pupils shrank!

His already flushed face turned almost the color of liver, and veins bulged on his neck.

How could this be?
How can this be!
This is not a tyrant, this is a tyrant! A tyrant who is as good as Zhu Yuanzhang!
Zhang Fuzhi looked at the emperor's face and felt endless blood rushing towards him!

He clenched his teeth tightly and trembled uncontrollably. He didn't know where he bit, but his mouth tasted increasingly fishy and sweet, with traces of blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Zhang Fuzhi raised his hand and took the paper and pen with difficulty.

Seeing that Zhang Fuzhi looked extremely frightened, Zhu Yijun couldn't help but shook his head.

The only thing that makes you fail at cultivating your energy is that you still don’t have the calmness to remain calm even if your entire family dies.

Zhu Yijun called Xu Jie and walked down from the other side of the pavilion, gradually walking away: "I'm going to take a walk, you can write slowly."

"The imperial court treats students with favor. You are a scholar, and I called you first. If you can't write it this morning, I will go find Luo Xianshu and Zhao Nandou."

Zhang Fuzhi's hands froze, and the paper and pen suddenly fell to the ground.

He had no time to pay attention to the eunuch who was squatting on the ground picking up the things, and his expression became increasingly ugly.

Luo Xianshu was the son of Luo Yuren, and Zhao Nandou was the younger brother of Zhao Nanxing. Both were candidates studying in the Imperial College.

The emperor really knows everything!

……

Of course Zhu Yijun knew this, otherwise wouldn’t he have married Li Chunfang’s granddaughter in vain?
As for the reason, it was of course just said casually. The preferential treatment for the Shujishi cannot be extended to the traitors.

In fact, Zhu Yijun was just unhappy when he thought about the fact that Zhang Fuzhi's nephew had easily ascended to the position of a folk emperor.

It's good to seek fame and reputation, and to appoint the top scholar and dismiss the prime minister at will.

It's all well and good to seek fame and reputation, but organizing riots, attacking government offices, and setting fire to cities are just as easy.

It's good to seek fame and build up reputation. With a single call from a high place, thousands of people will form a society. When Wen Feng points out something, the government and the public are shocked.

Since he likes fame so much, the notoriety of being a snitch is not a bad thing.

Zhu Yijun was thinking about something when Xu Jie's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Your Majesty, my health is not as good as before. I am afraid I can't stand the fatigue of the journey again."

Xu Jie looked aggrieved, looking anxious.

Zhu Yijun was stunned for a moment before he realized what Xu Jie was referring to. While secretly praising him in his heart, he looked displeased: "You are the only one who is smart."

Xu Jie was helpless. He didn't say it clearly and kept people guessing. He was unhappy when people guessed too quickly.

How can he be as bad as Sejong?
He was about to speak when he heard footsteps behind him.

They both turned around.

A eunuch quickly approached and saluted the emperor: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is at the foot of the mountain and wants to see you."

Zhu Yijun was stunned.

Didn’t we agree to make a report tomorrow? Could it be that all the four things I was assigned have been discussed?
He exchanged glances with Xu Jie, then turned to look at the eunuch: "Sir, is the court meeting over?"

The eunuch quickly replied, "In reply to Your Majesty, the Prime Minister did not attend the court meeting this morning. I heard that Your Majesty was relaxing in Wansui Mountain, so I hurried here to ask for an audience."

Zhu Yijun couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Mr. Zhang is rushing forward with work before it's finished. He becomes lazy after being diligent for one day. That's not right.

Look at yourself again. You tell others that you are just relaxing, but in fact, which of those things are not serious work?

Zhu Yijun shook his head: "Please come up, sir."

Now that we are at the foot of the mountain, we can’t help but see each other.

Seeing this, Xu Jie simply stopped talking and followed the emperor silently.

The two of them walked one in front and one behind in Wansui Mountain.

After a while.

Only then did Wei Chao and Zhang Juzheng appear in sight.

Xu Jie clearly saw that the emperor had a somewhat complaining look on his face, and immediately he brightened up, forced a smile and greeted him: "Sir!"

Zhang Juzheng was delighted, but he remained reserved and restrained: "Your Majesty."

He came closer and bowed in a serious manner.

Zhu Yijun quickly stretched out his hands and helped Zhang Juzheng up.

After the emperor and his ministers completed the ceremony, Zhang Juzheng and Xu Jie looked at each other, the former bowed, and the latter nodded slightly.

Zhu Yijun held Zhang Juzheng's hand, smiling: "I thought I was the only one who missed you so much, but I didn't expect you were also interested in me. As soon as you heard that I was free, you couldn't wait to see me."

Zhang Juzheng took a step back and broke free from the emperor's hand.

He took out the imperial edict from his sleeve, bowed again and said: "I have discussed the four matters of the imperial edict, and I have come here to deliver the imperial edict."

Zhu Yijun was stunned when he heard this.

Zhang Juzheng discussed the lotus case yesterday, and this morning he discussed the issue of allocating land tax with the Ministry of Revenue. How did he come to agree on all four issues?

Without waiting for the emperor to ask, Zhang Juzheng spoke again: "Your Majesty's oral instructions and handwritten edicts are four inappropriate and inappropriate. I will explain to Your Majesty when I report them."

"I think that the rectification of court officials is appropriate, and the distribution of land tax is appropriate. The other two matters are clearly one and the same. There is no need for a court discussion. I can tell Your Majesty that this matter is absolutely inappropriate!"

Xu Jie came forward and saw clearly the other two things mentioned in the imperial edict.

Third, internal strife in Huizhou.

Fourth, southern newspapers.

Zhu Yijun was quite displeased when he heard this: "They are clearly two different things, how can you say they are one? There is clearly a lot of controversy, how can we decide without discussing it?"

The civil unrest in Huizhou Prefecture was somewhat complicated and Sun Pi Yang was unable to handle it.

The public opinion in the newspapers made the court officials even more cautious.

How could this be something that could be ignored?
Zhang Juzheng refused to stand up: "Your Majesty clearly used these two things as a pretext and had other plans. Please forgive me for not following your lead!"

"Not only can I not follow your lead, I also have words of advice to Your Majesty with tears in my eyes!"

After saying this, he raised his head and looked at the emperor with burning eyes.

Now it was Zhu Yijun's turn to be silent.

Smart people are useful, but they tend to see things too thoroughly.

Although he had just returned to Beijing and had not expressed this intention, Zhang Juzheng still saw through it at a glance.

It's really hard to fool.

Zhu Yijun sighed and waved to Wei Chao.

The latter tactfully led his attendants to retreat silently, leaving only three generations of teacher and students on the scene.

Zhu Yijun said nothing and walked forward with his head down. The emperor didn't want to talk, so as a subject he could only follow him silently.

As the sun rises, the flower mist on Lingshan Mountain dissipates, and the golden turtle on Yuanjiao Mountain can be clearly seen.

The light shone through the shadows of the woods. The three people bathed in the sunlight and walked in the mountains, looking calm and peaceful.

I don’t know how far I walked or how long it took.

The emperor finally stopped.

"This is the Qionglong Tomb."

Upon hearing this, Xu Jie and Zhang Juzheng were both stunned, and then they looked in the direction the emperor pointed.

Sure enough, in an inconspicuous corner, I saw an ankle-high mound of earth, on which stood a tombstone the size of two palms, with the three characters "Qiulong Tomb" inscribed on it.

Xu Jie couldn't help but walk forward and squat in front of the tombstone.

He reached out and touched the words on the tomb, and said in a complicated tone: "Your Majesty, if you hadn't said it, this old minister would not have reacted. It is indeed the inscription of the World Temple."

Xu Jie's eyes were filled with emotion.

During the Jiajing period, Emperor Shizong raised a curly-haired lion cat named "Shuangmei".

Because she had slightly bluish hair, white eyebrows and a very pleasing appearance, Emperor Shizong of the Ming Dynasty almost always kept her by his side. When he traveled, he would use her to lead the way, and when he slept, they would sleep in the same bed.

If you love him so much, it will be extraordinary when he dies.

Emperor Shizong ordered his court officials to write sacrificial texts with great fanfare. At that time, Xu Jie and Zhang Juzheng both wrote them, but were criticized by Emperor Shizong for their poor skills in writing sacrificial texts for non-human beings.

Later, he was awarded the first prize by the scholar Yuan Wei with the four words "transform a lion into a dragon", which is also the origin of "Qionglong Tomb".

Zhu Yijun walked slowly to the stele and shook his head gently: "But I think that Yuan Wei's sacrificial text is not well written, and the name of Qiulong Tomb is not worthy of its name."

Zhang Juzheng followed the emperor and asked: "Is the word too strong?"

As soon as he said this, he vaguely guessed what the emperor wanted to say.

Zhu Yijun hummed softly: "That's right, the word is too big, it's hard to call it a real dragon."

"A true dragon can be big or small, can rise or hide. When it is big, it swallows up clouds and spits out mist, and when it is small, it hides its shape. When it rises, it soars in the universe, and when it hides, it lurks in the waves."

He turned to look at Zhang Juzheng and said seriously, "This cat has lived in the Forbidden City for eight years. How can it be called a real dragon?"

(End of this chapter)