After repelling Concubine Zheng Guifei with his own strength, Yang Lian did not stop there, but made persistent efforts and aimed the finger at another person.

In the forty-eighth year of Wanli, on August 19, Yang Lian wrote a letter to denounce the emperor.

In the heart of Mr. Yang, who is dedicated to the country, Jiangshan Sheji is the first, so in his opinion, Zheng Guifei is hateful, and the Mongolian doctor surnamed Cui is also very hateful, but the most condemned is the emperor.

Knowing that beautiful women shouldn't be accepted, you still accept them, knowing that aphrodisiacs hurt your body and you can't eat more, you still take them, knowing that you have to find a doctor to see a doctor, you also have to find a eunuch to see, what is this not brain-dead?

Full of anger, Yang Lian handed over this recital.

In the excerpt, he first condemned the Mongolian doctor Cui Wensheng, saying that he did not understand anything and dared to prescribe medicine to the emperor indiscriminately, and then with a turn of the pen, he made a sharp criticism of the emperor - hard work and not caring for his body.

Well, in the eyes of later generations, this criticism will definitely not get rid of the suspicion of sycophancy. Just like at the party's democratic life meeting, the secretary asked the comrades to put forward the opinions of the leaders to see what there was to improve, and the comrades racked their brains and could not imagine that they put forward such an opinion, the leaders are too diligent, in case they fall ill due to fatigue, how can they lead us to work in the future.

In later generations, in the democratic life meeting, Yang Lian's proper nickname of a sycophant is inevitable, but at the moment, in this era when I am the country, this is really a very sincere criticism.

Of course, the more important thing is that Mr. Yang said earlier, which freed him from the suspicion of sycophancy. Earlier, he said that the emperor was not busy with serious work, and he accepted eight beauties, and then he was lucky enough to have a few people overnight, and it was naturally not a matter of seeing anyone, even if it was the emperor, he couldn't be so anxious.

Then, he scolded Cui Wensheng, saying that he was not level, he didn't understand medical skills, and then turned back, just such a person, and you still take the medicine he prescribed. The underlying meaning of this is that Dr. Cui Mengmeng is bad enough, you are worse than him, and you are just a brain-dead person to believe him.

This letter can be described as quite bold, although the words are vague, but anyone with a discerning eye can see it, the words in it are simply pointing at the emperor's nose and scolding, you brainless thing, blind ** messing around, you have an accident, even with the court is also chaotic.

As soon as Mr. Yang's letter was sent to the Department of General Affairs, the cabinet released a message that Yang Lian would definitely not end well.

But Mr. Yang said he didn't care, he just did what he thought was right, the consequences? What is that? Mr. Yang never thought about it.

Three days later, the emperor summoned the ministers, including Fang Congzhe, Zhou Jiamo, Sun Ruyou, and, of course, Yang Lian, in addition, there was an edict summoning Jinyiwei to enter the palace at the same time and listen to instructions.

After giving the order, everyone decided that Yang Lian was finished.

Because among this group of people, Fang Congzhe is the first assistant, Zhou Jiamo is the secretary of the ministry, Sun Ruyou is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, all of them are ministerial-level senior cadres, and only Yang Lian is the seventh grade. And when meeting with ministers, there is usually only one possibility for the emperor to summon Jinyiwei and clean him up.

So far, everything is normal, and as in history, Yang Lian was appreciated by the emperor because of his book, and he was also summoned by the emperor. Of course, the ministers waiting for His Majesty to see him didn't know this, and they only thought that Yang Lian was going to be unlucky.

However, unlike in the history books, no one came to persuade him to give in to the emperor at this time, Yang Lian was like a plague god, and there was no one around him.

Although the previous performance made Yang Lian's reputation shocked among the officials below, these are the high-level cores of each faction here, even if they don't know the specific and detailed plan, but some hidden secrets are more or less known, Yang Lian has isolated himself from the Donglin Party, although there is no clear statement, but the bigwigs have reached a tacit understanding.

But Yang Lian didn't care about this, he didn't care about the opinions of the hundred officials, and he didn't care if the big stick of Jinyiwei was waiting for him in front of him, he didn't think he had done something wrong.

Death is death, but if you want me to admit my mistake, it is impossible!

After straightening his clothes, Yang Lianxiong walked into the palace with a high-spirited stride. Behind him, there was a group of ministers with inexplicable expressions, and they looked at Yang Lian's eyes, flashing with different lights.

Lying on the bed, Zhu Changluo looked sad, looking terminally ill, although the summer has passed at this time, but it has not yet entered autumn, the weather is still a little hot, and people can't bear to wear two more clothes, but at such a temperature, Guangzong is covered with a thick quilt.

I'm afraid that I won't live long, Zhu Changluo can basically be sure in his heart.

The weak body made him not have much energy, but thinking of waiting to meet the minister, he still cheered up, sat up on the bed, leaned on the soft cushion, and covered his body with a silk quilt.

At this moment, the minister has not come in, and the quiet environment makes Zhu Changluo feel a kind of loneliness inexplicably, and he can't help but recall his life for more than a month.

For Zhu Changluo, who has always been mediocre and oppressed, happiness came too suddenly. Although he has always longed for the arrival of the throne in his heart, more than 30 years of depressed and even almost breathless life have almost extinguished his hope.

Once, he thought that he would end his life in Ciqing Palace like this, but one day he got up and saw that the room was full of brocade guards, and he was a eunuch holding the edict of the abolished prince. Zhu Changluo thought that his blood had been soaked and frozen by the cold reality, but when he really ascended the throne, he found that his blood was still hot, and it was still steaming.

Under this heat, he issued three edicts in a row, each of which was diametrically opposed to his father's will, and the three edicts completely overthrew the situation deliberately managed by the old man who had pressed him for more than 30 years, swept away his remaining traces, and marked himself in this country.

If it is purely from the point of view of currying favor with the bureaucratic gentry class in the ruling class, Zhu Changluo's three edicts are very successful, so successful that he only became emperor for a month, and he left a very good reputation in the history books.

After receiving praise from the Manchu Dynasty, Zhu Changluo was a little fluttering, he felt that he must be a good emperor in the future, didn't he see that I had so much praise as soon as I ascended the throne? This is something that my father has never obtained in his life! However, being a good emperor is a matter of the future, and beauty is a matter of the present, so I should satisfy myself first.

As a result, there was a move of Guangzong to accept eight beauties and take aphrodisiacs to even be lucky, and the result was naturally that Comrade Guangzong played himself to death.

"Alas!" Supporting his drowsy head, Zhu Changluo sighed a little melancholy, he had just tasted the benefits of the emperor, and he had just experienced the taste of full strength, but he didn't expect to go to everything so soon.

I didn't expect that medicine to be so powerful and hurt my body, I would have taken one if I knew it, Zhu Changluo thought with some regret.

He has always been pampered, and naturally put the blame on other things, not realizing the fact that his behavior was inappropriate and his body was weak.

However, although there are some regrets and regrets, Zhu Changluo is still a traditional feudal emperor, even if this emperor has only been in office for a month, he still has a common problem or stubborn habit that previous emperors could not avoid - passing the throne to his son.

That's why he summoned the minister and entrusted him with the future.

"The first assistant of the cabinet, Zhou Jiamo, the secretary of the Ministry of Ministers, ........." The eunuch's soft-spoken voice woke Zhu Changluo from his memories, and he hurriedly straightened his posture, and then waited for the ministers' audience.

Several high-ranking officials according to their respective official positions, their own team, under the guidance of the eunuchs, in turn, walking in the front, naturally the first auxiliary Fang Congzhe, and walking in the last, not surprisingly Yang Lian in the matter of the seven products.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" Under the leadership of Fang Congzhe, the ministers saluted in unison.

"Aiqing is exempt from courtesy!" Zhu Changluo said weakly, after the salute was over, he didn't have too much politeness, and went straight to the point.

"The affairs of the country will depend on you in the future!" Zhu Changluo said slowly, although the names used in his mouth were plural, but his eyes were obviously looking at Yang Lian.

After that, he didn't give the ministers room to interject, he talked about himself, there was a lot of content, and the speed of speech was also very fast, from his son to his wife, to Zheng Guifei, and finally, Zhu Changluo issued two orders.

Drove Cui Wensheng away and took back the order of Feng Zheng Guifei for the reform.

For Zhu Changluo, these are just logical arrangements, but for Yang Lian, this is no less than the glory of the thatched house.

The emperor followed my advice, and he did not discount everything accurately, what is this? This is Mingjun! At this moment, Yang Lian firmly had a thought in his heart - the one who is a confidant dies. I must obey the emperor's last wish and maintain this country.

Yang Lian's heart was moved and repaid his gratitude, but the other ministers were really surprised, the emperor came to Gu today, and he and others were high-ranking and generous, so it was no problem to become a minister, but what happened to Yang Lian? In the course of a seven-grade gift, is he also qualified to be appointed to become a minister of care for his life in danger?

But no matter what, Zhu Changluo was still the emperor at this time, and the emperor's words were holy decrees, and the ministers only had to abide by them, and with a little reluctance, the ministers bowed down.

"In accordance with His Majesty's will."

Then, a group of ministers were driven out, not by the emperor who let them out, but by the Xi Li Xuanzhi who rushed to hear the news, for this eldest sister, the emperor is already his own prison, no one can see it, only he can see it.

"Xi Li Xuanzhi is really not a son of man, so domineering!" After a few words of indignation, the ministers could only disperse helplessly, only Yang Lian clenched his fists fiercely, with a resolute expression.

At this time, it was August 22, the 48th year of Wanli, and in the historical materials mastered by Zhu Youxiao, there were still ten days left for Mingguangzong to live in the world, which was the most mysterious ten days in the history of the late Ming Dynasty, and a poisonous conspiracy kicked off.