Wanli 1592

Chapter 30

In the Forbidden City in the afternoon, it is always relatively quiet, but depending on the season, the quietness will be different. When there is nothing to do, quietness is the favorite thing for the eunuchs, young supervisors and servants in the palace. However, the quieter the eventful autumn , the more uneasy and terrified they felt in their hearts, everyone knew what kind of personality the current Wanli Emperor had.

But today, the people in the inner palace serving Wanli didn't even dare to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Is there any hope of recovering from my foot disease?"

Zhu Yijun sat on the soft couch, leaned back, and faced the imperial physician who was treating his foot disease in a very lazy posture. There was a cold air, but the forehead of the imperial doctor was densely packed with beads of sweat, no wonder, who made the person in front of him a great son of heaven?

It is not a big deal to have foot disease. There are many people in the folk who have foot disease. However, it is not appropriate to put it on Da Mingzi. It is necessary to know the four-season sacrifices, ancestor sacrifices, and sometimes personal sacrifices when the weather is dry. Praying for rain requires the emperor to complete it on foot to show respect to the heaven and ancestors, but if the emperor has a foot disease, how should he complete it?

As the closest imperial physician to the emperor, he knows exactly how many imperial physicians the emperor has killed for this matter. Now, whenever an imperial physician is called into the palace to treat the emperor's foot disease, the imperial physician has to write a suicide note and prepare for the funeral. It has become a tradition. Originally, the dispute between the prince and the officials caused serious conflicts between the emperor and his ministers. Now that the emperor has a foot disease, he is even less willing to see those noisy ministers. It will always make the emperor feel that he is oppressed. No, you can't kill them, the imperial physician and servants are the best tools to vent your anger.

The imperial physician is afraid, and so are the servants.

"Your Majesty's fortune is far-reaching. As long as you take care of it carefully and take good care of it, your foot disease will definitely be cured."

After deliberating for a while, the imperial physician threw out a bottle of panacea. In this way, even if he did nothing, he would not be killed, but if he knew that his predecessor was killed because of this, he would definitely not choose to say that.

A sharp light flashed in Zhu Yijun's eyes, and he raised his good left leg and kicked the imperial physician's arm, knocking the imperial physician to the ground. Under the inexplicable gaze of the imperial physician, he roared furiously: "Quack doctor! Misunderstand me! I dragged it out! Cut it off!"

Immediately, a strong eunuch picked up the imperial doctor who was limp on the ground, and carried him outside like a chicken. Naturally, someone would carry out the emperor's order.

All of a sudden, the sadness of the death of the rabbit and the fox permeated the entire palace. Almost all the servants and maids knelt down to ask their emperor to appease his anger. Terrified, he begged Zhu Yijun to appease his thunderous anger.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhu Yijun felt joy and sadness in his heart.

The joy is that he can experience the majesty and power of being an emperor here, but the sad thing is that only here can he experience the majesty and power of being an emperor.

From being oppressed by the iron triangle of the Empress Dowager, Feng Bao, and Zhang Juzheng when he ascended the throne at a young age, to being oppressed by the rest of the civil servants after Zhang Juzheng's death, it is often the case that an official is appointed but is still oppressed by other officials. If you agree with something, if you remove an official, you have to roar in a rage to force civil servants to make concessions. If you ask for some money to do something, you are always rejected. Being recognized by the courtiers, no matter what, those bastards will not let go...

According to the ancestral system of the Ming Dynasty, the eldest son should be established as the crown prince.

Those hateful guys made one mouthful after another, and they were dignified and dignified, but Zhu Yijun had already seen these guys thoroughly!They thought they were doing a good job, no one would know, and they pretended to be straight ministers for the world to see, but in fact, who among them didn't have a few local powerful factions behind them?

Bullying and concealing everything!Allowing others to form crony groups and embezzling state funds has reached the point where Zhu Yijun is terrified!

Earlier, Zhu Yijun also had the fantasy of being a holy king, and he really did it, but as he grew older, Zhu Yijun felt more and more that the self who was good at the beginning was out of his mind and was played by a group of civil servants. During the applause, the silver and the silver are invisible, and the soldiers and horses are invisible. Whoever is promoted has to go through the court, otherwise the name will be unfair. Zhu Yijun really wants to ask those bastards, what is the Ming Dynasty? Is the emperor of the Zhu family in charge or you bastards in charge?
Of course, Zhu Yijun didn't intend to ask this question, because he knew very well that even if he asked this question, those ministers would swear in righteous words - the world, the emperor and the scholar-bureaucrats share it!

He understands more and more why Emperor Zhengde indulged the eunuchs, and why Grandpa Jiajing wanted the court minister to appoint Yan Song to establish his authority to "disaster" the world, and he also understands more and more how his father was controlled by a group of civil servants. So much so that after I took office, what I faced was a hard, stinky rock that couldn't be penetrated by needles and oil could not be poured into it!

In this world, since the death of Grandpa Jiajing, it is no longer the emperor of the Zhu family who can make decisions. Zhu Yijun has long noticed that not only cannot his government orders leave the capital, but sometimes even the Forbidden City may not be able to leave. Obey yourself, but there are policies above and countermeasures below, and your own strategy is thrown away. Everyone shouts long live, find a dead ghost to fill the number where you can see, and then do what you want to do, and no one will do what you can’t see. I don’t know, it’s debatable whether the [-]% imperial decree has been implemented on the ground.

But Zhu Yijun's vigorous support of Jinyiwei and Dongchang is not for nothing!He sees it all in his eyes and keeps it in his heart!
Zhang Juzheng was a complete puppet when Zhang Juzheng died. After Zhang Juzheng died, he was a superficial king and a real puppet. It was just because he had no face. In the past ten years, Zhang Juzheng was liquidated, Feng Bao was removed, Jinyiwei and Dongchang were regained control, and he was promoted. Speak for yourself, but the dog legs are still civil servants after all. If they want to speak for the emperor, they immediately put a big hat on the civil servants as "fascinating", launch a public opinion offensive, and use the moral high ground to fight against these dog legs. Then the politics of the dog legs Career is over.

Whatever you want to do, those civil officials will definitely oppose it, and what you want to say, the civil officials must sing against it. It seems that the more intense and stronger the opposition to the emperor, the more fulfilling they will be. , being dismissed from office, the more severe the punishment, the happier they are. They are all shaking M. These emperor behaviors seem to them to be the same as taking Hercules pills. After a while, they will be revived with full blood and appear full This department continues to sing against itself.

Yes, yes, I want to build a palace, I want to buy things, you can spray me, you are right, I can’t say no to you, I use my internal treasury; but I want you to do some serious things, disaster relief, build cities, build roads, dredge rivers , repair weapons, and pay for soldiers!Where is the money?Where is the money? !I want to build a palace and you say that the money is used for business. I say I want to do business, but you say that the money is not enough, and you want me to use my private money from the internal treasury to subsidize the country?

Why don't you use your private money to subsidize it? !Now you know that Jiangshan belongs to me? !Then why didn't anyone listen to what I said? !

However, he forgot that he is the emperor, the symbol of the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty belongs to him, no matter whether it is actually like this or not, that's what people in the world think, he is the biggest, most suitable, and only one's most tragic reminder The more he is angry, the more he will push himself into the abyss of destruction, the more willful he is, the more he will lead the country into the quagmire of destruction, because governing a country must never bring personal emotional factors.

(End of this chapter)