Ten years of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, June 18, cloudy and rainy.

Forbidden City, Wenhua Palace.

Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Juzheng in front of him, with a smile on his face: "Mr. entered the palace today, what do you have to say to me?" ”

"This is the minister's recital!" Zhang Juzheng handed the fold to Zhang Whale, and then said: "The minister wants to ask for a reduction or exemption of the tax and silver accumulated in various places, and the court is now having a better life, and it is time for the people to breathe a sigh of relief." ”

"Many people don't want to pay taxes, they can't pay taxes."

Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Juzheng and said with a smile: "Submit it to the cabinet department!" ”

Zhu Yijun didn't look at the folds, but handed it directly to Zhang Whale, the meaning of this sentence is obvious, handing it over to the cabinet office is actually letting Zhang Juzheng call the shots.

"Sir, it's raining today, and there's nothing going on in the yamen, let's have a meal with me!" Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Juzheng, and said to Zhang Whale with a smile: "Let the imperial dining room prepare some sumptuous, I want to talk to Mr. more." ”

In fact, since he came in, Zhang Juzheng felt that his student emperor's mood seemed to be a little wrong.

It's just that Zhu Yijun didn't say it, and Zhang Juzheng couldn't ask, so he said with a smile: "The minister obeys the order!" ”

The meal was quickly put on the table, and this time the table was not divided according to the meal system, Zhu Yijun pulled Zhang Juzheng to a table. In fact, this is a very rude thing, but Zhu Yijun has to insist on doing it.

Seeing Zhang Whale holding the wine jug to pour wine, Zhu Yijun waved his hand at him and reached out to take the wine jug.

Holding the wine jug, Zhu Yijun smiled and poured a glass of wine for Zhang Juzheng, and then poured himself another glass.

A touch of panic flashed on Zhang Juzheng's face, and a very famous sentence flashed in his mind, "The golden cup is drunk together, and the white blade is not forgiven", in fact, Zhang Juzheng was frightened by Zhu Yijun's approach.

Zhu Yijun didn't care, and didn't look at Zhang Juzheng's eyes, but said with a smile: "Mr. Zhenjing, a cup!" ”

Picking up the wine glass, Zhang Juzheng drank it all, and then put the wine glass on the table, waiting for Zhu Yijun to speak.

Zhu Yijun didn't say anything, but picked up the wine glass, poured it for Zhang Juzheng again, and then said: "Sir, I am twenty years old this year, and I grew up under the education of my father in the first ten years, and I grew up in the last ten years by my husband. ”

"I am very grateful to Mr. in my heart, this glass of wine is a tribute to Mr. Ten years of education!" Saying that, Zhu Yijun picked up the wine glass again and drank it all.

Zhang Juzheng accompanied Zhu Yijun to have another drink, still expressionless, and did not speak.

"Ten years ago, when I first ascended the throne, I was very panicked in my heart, lest I would be entrusted by the emperor and the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty. If it weren't for my husband, I wouldn't even know how to be such an emperor. ”

These words are Zhu Yijun's heart, he crossed over ten years ago, and he was just an ordinary person in his previous life.

In the past ten years, he has followed Zhang Juzheng to learn how to govern the world and learn how to make a place.

"In the past ten years, Mr. has lamented and worked hard for Daming, so that Damin has gone from making ends meet to now having enough money, and Mr. has made a lot of contributions."

"I once thought that from ancient times to the present, how many ministers have helped the young to settle the world? Only Zhuge Kongming and Mr. Er. Zhu Yijun said that he poured another glass of wine for Zhang Juzheng, and said with a smile: "This glass of wine, I am for Mr. Daming Jing, Mr. Jing's contribution to Daming." ”

For two lifetimes, Zhu Yijun has a very high evaluation of Zhang Juzheng, and this sentence is definitely from the heart.

With his own body, he continued the national honor for the crisis-ridden Ming Dynasty for 50 years, only Zhang Taiyueer.

If it weren't for Zhang Juzheng, maybe Daming wouldn't even be able to survive the three major expeditions, or maybe Daming would have died before Chongzhen waited. If it weren't for Zhang Juzheng, Daming really didn't have the money or soldiers to fight the three major campaigns.

After drinking this glass of wine, Zhu Yijun changed his serious atmosphere and talked to Zhang Juzheng about family life.

From the time he was studying, he talked for a long time, and he talked for a long time, until finally he drank too much, and Zhu Yijun was carried back to the bed by the eunuch again.

Zhang Juzheng was full of doubts when he left the palace, what is wrong with Your Majesty today?

In the tenth year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, June 20, it was rainy.

On this day, something happened that shocked everyone, Zhang Juzheng, a scholar of the first assistant university in the cabinet, fainted in the cabinet. Everyone hurriedly carried Zhang Juzheng back to Zhang's mansion, and the imperial doctor in the palace also rushed over.

The court was in a panic, and everyone was a little at a loss when the incident happened suddenly.

Forbidden City, Wenhua Palace.

Zhu Yijun stood at the door of the main hall, looking at the rainy sky outside, with no expression on his face.

Behind Zhu Yijun, the celebrant and several eunuchs were all in the queue, everyone stood with bated breath, no one spoke, and they didn't even dare to breathe. Now the atmosphere in the entire palace is very delicate, and even the atmosphere in the entire capital is very delicate.

Suddenly, there was a sound of eager footsteps outside, and a eunuch ran in and fell to the ground with a plop, and said in a trembling voice: "Emperor, Zhang Ge Lao, Zhang Ge Lao is a pawn!" After saying that, he lay on the ground and stopped moving.

The eunuchs standing behind Zhu Yijun were also shocked, and then turned their heads to look at Zhu Yijun.

At this time, Zhu Yijun didn't say a word, turned around and walked to the side, picked up the wine jug and poured a glass of wine, and poured it to the ground with a miserable smile: "Student, send sir!" ”

Zhang Juzheng, the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty, left, leaving behind a tax reduction and exemption that had not yet been implemented.

On this day, the weather was cloudy and rainy, and the heavens and the earth were sad.

Zhu Yijun turned his head, glanced at the eunuch behind him, and said: "Zhang Whale, all the people in the East Factory are moving, but if there is a series of troublemakers, arrest, if there are rumors, arrest, Dongchang guards Zhang's Mansion, if there is a troublemaker, kill!" ”

"The old slave commands!" Zhang Whale lay on the ground and kowtowed, then stood up and walked towards the gate suddenly.

Glancing at Zhang Cheng, Zhu Yijun opened his mouth and said: "Decree Longwu Zuowei and Jingying Admiral Yamen, guard the garrison tightly, and do not move without permission, you take this person to keep an eye on it, without my holy decree, not a single soldier is allowed." ”

"Yes, the old slave obeys!" Zhang Cheng also kowtowed on the ground, stood up and turned to go outside.

Zhu Yijun looked at Xu De and said: "Xu De, the inner factory is also moving, investigating the streets and alleys of the capital, three religions and nine streams, there are those who take the opportunity to make trouble, arrest, if there is anyone who resists arrest, behead!" ”

"Slave obeys!" Xu De also kowtowed on the ground, turned around and walked outside.

Glancing at Chen Ju, who was standing not far away, Zhu Yijun opened his mouth and said: "You go out of the palace and send a decree to Liu Shouyou, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, and order him to enter the palace immediately. ”