The third day of December.

Jingshi, Zhang Zhai.

Zhang Juzheng stood in the study with his hands behind his back, looking at the snowflakes falling outside the window.

It's snowing, it's finally snowing.

The first snow in the sixth year of Wanli was a little later than in previous years, but it finally came.

Ruixue is a good year, and next year is bound to be another good year.

Although Zhang Juzheng is the first assistant of the cabinet, he is also very concerned about agriculture.

Agriculture is the foundation of the country, and the foundation of the country must not be shaken in the slightest.

It was a matter of feeding tens of millions of people in the empire. If things go wrong in farming, people will starve to death.

If you want the dynasty to be stable and the emperor to be eternal, you must let the people have enough to eat.

How could Zhang Juzheng not understand such a simple truth.

It is said that governing the country is like governing the family, but this country is far more difficult to govern than the family.

There are many people, each with their own thoughts, each with their own ideas, you stick to one side and the other side and stop doing it, all crying poor, what can you do?

Zhang Juzheng sighed and stretched out his hand to catch a few snowflakes.

He hadn't felt that icy feeling in a long time.

He suddenly remembered what Ning Xiu said to him when he was in his hometown in Jingzhou this year, reform must be firm, but there can be some trade-offs in form.

Zhang Juzheng felt more and more that what he said was reasonable, and he had already made statements on some issues. I only hope that these ministers of the court can understand his hard work.

This family is really not easy to do.

"Master, master, someone is here in Jiangling."

The personal old servant Zhang Fengchong Zhang Juzheng bowed and said respectfully.

"Oh? Bring it in. ”

"Yes."

Zhang Feng left the study with a bow, and it didn't take long to bring the messenger from Zhang's house in Jiangling to the house.

"Little Zhang Chun greets the master."

Zhang Juzheng raised his hand and motioned for him to stand up and speak.

"What, but what's the matter over there in Gangneung?"

Although Zhang Juzheng said very calmly, the momentum of the superior cultivated over the years is still a little breathless.

"Back to the master, it's the third young master who has a letter to deliver to the master, and an account book."

With that, he took off a small package and handed it over respectfully.

Zhang Juzheng unwrapped the package, opened the envelope with a knife, and took out Zhang Maoxiu's handwritten letter.

He looked at less than half a cup of tea before his face changed greatly.

"Old man......"

Zhang Feng is the most able to observe words and feelings, and he couldn't help but ask with concern when he saw that Zhang Ju's face was not good.

Zhang Juzheng raised his hand and said to Zhang Chun: "Have you seen this account book?" ”

That Zhang Chun fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowed again and again, and said, "I haven't seen the little one." The third young master only said that he asked the little one to hand over the package to the master, and the little one never opened it. ”

Zhang Juzheng nodded with satisfaction: "Well, let's go down." ”

That Zhang Chun hurriedly got up and retreated in a panic.

Zhang Juzheng walked to the candlestick with the ledger and motioned for Zhang Feng to light the candle.

Zhang Feng hurriedly took a fire fold and lit the candle, and then he took a charcoal basin and put it on the table.

Zhang Juzheng pinched the ledger and put it on the tongue of fire, watching the flames devour the ledger little by little, and finally he threw the ledger into the charcoal basin.

From beginning to end, Zhang Feng stood with his hands tied and served aside.

"Do you know what's in this ledger?"

Zhang Juzheng asked faintly.

"The old servant doesn't know."

"All the 'crimes' of the old man are recorded here. Trespassing the etiquette system and tyrannizing power. Haha, haha. ”

Zhang Juzheng laughed a few times, and his voice suddenly became sad: "The old man treats him like this, but he repays the old man like this." ”

Zhang Feng was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

I've never been so out of shape. Who is it that makes the lord so angry?

"That's it, that's it. It's the old man who looked away, this is a white-eyed wolf that can't be raised. ”

Zhang Juzheng clenched his right fist tightly and muttered to himself: "In the past, the old man fought with Gao Gong in the cabinet, and he was not so chilled by the villain's calculations. This time it's really heartache. ”

"King Liao, okay, if you want the old man to die, the old man will see if you have the ability."

After that, he turned to Zhang Feng and said, "Go get a pen and paper." ”

"Yes."

Although Zhang Feng was very worried, he prepared the pen and paper as quickly as possible.

Zhang Juzheng dipped his pen in ink, and quickly wrote a handwritten letter, took the letter and sealed it, and sealed it with wax.

"Give this handwritten letter to He Ziang of the Metropolitan Inspectorate, he knows what to do."

"Yes, sir."

Zhang Feng took the letter and respectfully retreated.

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Early the next morning, in the yamen of the General Political Envoy, a note of impeachment of Zhang Juzheng was placed in front of the General Political Envoy Pei Yan.

Pei Yan closed his eyes and rubbed the corners of his forehead with a helpless look.

Why did this He Ziang suddenly get on such a note? He was kicked in the head by a donkey, right?

Seeing that he can be promoted to the right to the imperial history, is it a long time to commit a taboo at this time?

Pei Yan really can't figure it out, what are these young people thinking in their minds now?

He got up and paced a few steps, still feeling that the matter could not be suppressed.

If it is pressed down, it seems to be for the sake of Zhang Ge's good fortune, but it is suspected of bullying the king.

He couldn't afford to take a risk.

"Come on, send this to the cabinet."

Hmph, this hot charcoal doesn't want to be picked up by this official!

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In the cabinet, Zhang Ju was taking a nap. Zhang Siwei and Shen Shixing were busy flipping through the notes together.

Daming is too big, and the music sent by various prefectures and counties is piled up with a whole duty room. They can only pick up the most important pre-votes according to the classification of the General Administration. As for the rest, we can only put it first.

Alas, the cabinet is still too understaffed. If they continue like this, they will be exhausted and will not be able to finish watching it.

At that moment a scribe came with another piece of music in his hand.

Zhang Siwei waved his hand in disgust and said, "Take a piece of music and go back." ”

The scribe was embarrassed: "Xiao Zhang Ge Lao, this piece of music was specially ordered by Master Pei to be sent, saying that it is a major matter. ”

Shen Shixing hurriedly came out to play a round: "Haha, Ziwei, don't be angry." Master Pei must have a point. Anyway, it's just a note, so what? ”

Then he turned to the scribe and said, "Bring it." ”

The scribe hurriedly presented the song and respectfully withdrew.

Shen Shixing unfolded the recital and looked at it, and after only a few glances, his face changed greatly.

"Ah, this person is so bold that he dares to impeach Tai Yuegong."

Zhang Siwei also frowned when he heard this: "What, this note is to impeach Taiyue Gong?" ”

Zhang Siwei suddenly remembered that not long ago, his best friend Shen Lun was impeached and Zhang Juzheng ended up in prison, is this person dead!

"Who's on it?"

"The experience of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is He Ziang."

He Ziang......

Zhang Siwei silently read the name, as if he had some impression of this person, but he couldn't tell who He Ziang was for a while.

"Ziwei, take a look, the rhetoric written by this song is too intense!"

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