Originally, Zhang Cheng was selected and distributed there, and it was usually divided into three stacks, mentioning a stack of royal nobles and internal officials, a stack of civil and military officials of the foreign dynasty, and a stack of ordinary people in the market.

The Department of Public Security has not been doing it for a few months, but all the rules have gradually taken shape, such as the distribution of these three stacks, of course, the daily newspapers, the royal family and nobles are always a few pieces of paper, and the civil and military officials and the common people are two thick stacks.

On top of each stack is a cover with a synopsis, and Zhang Cheng's job is to divide the scrolls placed in the wooden box according to the interval between the covers.

Before the third stack was moved out, before it was put away, the little emperor of Wanli broke out without warning, the tea bowl shattered with a loud sound, Zhang Cheng's hand shook, and the scrolls were scattered on the table.

The little emperor of Wanli was furious, and threw out all the things he could catch at hand, and the ornaments and stationery in the palace were all gold, silver and jade, and the fine porcelain of the famous kiln, and he didn't know how much silver was worth, and they were all smashed and shattered at this time.

Zhang Cheng took two steps back, just about to persuade him, but saw that the face of the little emperor of Wanli had been distorted, Zhang Cheng had never seen the little emperor like this, and he was also awe-inspiring for a while, and took a few steps back and knelt on the ground.

"Am I still the Son of Heaven!!"

"Am I still the emperor!?

"You only think I'm a child, teach me these bastards, and you're so happy!!"

At first, he still suppressed his voice, but at the end he was already gritting his teeth and shouting, and the things on the table were almost lost, he grabbed the scroll on the table with both hands and threw it upwards violently.

The papers were thrown into the air and sprinkled one after another, and the room was already full of wolves, and Zhang Cheng had never seen the little emperor so furious.

Listening to the sound of footsteps outside, the eunuchs and guards who knew that they were waiting outside the courtyard heard that something was wrong here, and hurried over.

Zhang Cheng hurriedly raised his head, but it happened that Emperor Wanli grabbed a jade carp pendant and threw it over, hitting the corner of Zhang Cheng's eyebrows, and suddenly opened his mouth, and blood flowed.

At this time, Zhang Cheng couldn't care about this, and took a few steps forward and persuaded in a low voice:

"Long live the people outside, or you will alarm the Queen Mother and Grandpa Feng, long live the Lord!!"

The last sentence was almost shouted, and the Wanli Emperor recovered from his anger, where he took a few heavy breaths and shouted outside:

"Get away from the widows, have you forgotten the rules you said, do you want to cut off a few of your heads to refresh yourself!!"

The footsteps approaching quickly outside stopped suddenly, and then the answer of "slaves and maids know that they are wrong, please forgive their sins" came out of the outside, and the footsteps quickly retreated.

After such a show, Emperor Wanli's temper couldn't go on, and the whole person sat down on the chair, panting, his eyes were red but he didn't speak.

This anger came inexplicably, Zhang Cheng was also a little frightened in his heart, and persuaded him not to know how to speak, but the wound on his forehead was bleeding more than once, and it was still dripping down, and Emperor Wanli looked up and saw that he was also a little guilty, and said in a calm voice:

"Zhang Banban stopped the bleeding first, the widow knows it, if it alarms Feng Daban's side, it will definitely be a little tongue-in-cheek."

The rules in the palace, the several places where Emperor Wanli often went had some emergency medicinal materials to prepare, Zhang Cheng was naturally familiar with this, turned out the medicinal materials to stop bleeding and applied them to the wound, and took a clean handkerchief to cover them.

But now this wound is a trivial matter, Zhang Cheng hesitated, but still stepped forward and asked:

"Long live Lord, what is it that makes you angry, can you tell the slave maid to know, although the Sacred Heart of the Long Live Lord reads talents, but the slave and maid can give an idea somewhat."

Emperor Wanli almost collapsed on the chair, and when he heard this, he didn't make any moves, stretched out his hand and pointed to the scrolls all over the ground and said:

"Find it yourself, there is a ...... that says Mr. Zhang"

Zhang Cheng was stunned in his heart, he also saw the reports of Dongchang and Jinyiwei every time, and he knew quite well about the movements of the officials in the DPRK and China, and Zhang Juzheng, the first assistant of the cabinet, except for the request to return to his hometown to pay tribute to his deceased father, there was nothing too out of line, why was the little emperor so angry.

Involved in the cabinet chief, the emperor was furious, and he didn't know what a big deal it was, Zhang Cheng was awe-inspiring in his heart, but he was so curious, and he didn't care about the pain of the wound, he covered his forehead with one hand, and he lay on the ground to search.

After tossing for half an hour, Emperor Wanli's breathing gradually calmed down, and he also felt a little embarrassed for his gaffe just now, Suo surnamed walked to the bookshelf with his hands behind his back, Zhang Cheng also found the scroll, he hesitated, and said in a low voice:

"Long live Lord, I don't know if it's this one, the slave has the courage to say a few words."

Seeing that Emperor Wanli acquiesced, Zhang Cheng opened his mouth to recite:

“…… The beauties of the world gather here, and there are overseas Tessie Meiji and Japanese women...... It's cold outside, but it's warm inside...... The concubines and women are all dressed in Tang palace clothes, and their bodies are covered with tulle...... Delicious Dining Display...... Although it is said that it is cold winter, there are also fresh melons and fruits...... The so-called Heavenly Palace ...... on Earth" is a description of Zhang Juzheng's mansion, perhaps the old master who handled it was in high spirits at that time, so he described it in great detail, and also used some battle words.

Every document of the Department of Public Security is collected, the top is just fine, and the following errands are really embarrassing, everyone is a normal person, and the political situation in Beijing is stable and abnormal at this time, how can there be so many things in Ping, everyone searches the intestines and scrapes the stomach, who lost the dog, and whose widow has reported it.

The favorite thing for the people of Beijing is to talk about the family affairs of high-ranking officials and dignitaries, whose family is rich and luxurious, whose concubines are beautiful, all of them are talking about spitting and flying, as if they have seen it in person.

It is estimated that I don't know who has nothing to say, so I said this poem about the wealth and luxury of the Zhang family, but these newspapers had to be in the hands of those officials from the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion and Jinyiwei, Dongchang, and Neiting Economic Factory, and the false and false ones were stopped, and what Emperor Wanli saw was basically accurate.

"Those scholars, scholars, and imperial historians, as well as the palace celebrant eunuchs, internal officials and eunuchs, every time they are advising me to be diligent and thrifty, to cherish blessings, not to indulge in arrogance, to set an example for the people of the world, I didn't even eat meat last year, and I didn't even dare to order more lanterns this year, Mr. Zhang's house is so atmospheric, so many beautiful women, he has to worry about state affairs, and I don't know if he can come over, Zhang Banban, the widow asked you, is what the article said true?"

It turned out to be angry about this matter, Zhang Cheng couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, thinking about it carefully, Emperor Wanli's understanding of the private lives of ministers outside the palace seemed to have started with the Department of Public Security, and in the past half a month, the Department of Public Security's newspapers have been more and more private because there is no major military matter.

Seeing Emperor Wanli's anger, Zhang Cheng's heart was racing, weighing all aspects, and then he said respectfully:

"When Zhang Ge Lao was not in the office, his family was rich, and he was also famous for his love of sound and lust, and he was also famous for his love of dogs and horses, but the talented people wanted to be vertical and horizontal, and Zhang Ge Lao's spirit was far beyond ordinary people, but he never delayed state affairs."

"According to what Zhang Banban said, what the text says is true!?"

Emperor Wanli's expression became blank, and he asked in a lengthened voice, Zhang Cheng hurriedly lowered his head and replied in a low voice:

"Back to the words of the Long Live Lord, the slave and maid dare not speak falsely on this matter."

"Hmph, my family is so happy, the moral article is sprinkled, Zhang Companion, the widow asks again, not to mention others, how are the ministers who are discussing in the Wenyuan Pavilion?"

"If you go back to the Lord Long Live, although the ministers of the DPRK and China are not as good as Lord Zhang, they are not much behind......

Thinking that if these words came out of the palace, he would definitely fall into bad luck, Zhang Cheng was also awe-inspiring in his heart, and he gradually swallowed and vomited.

"It's only three hundred taels a year, and a reward of two thousand taels, how can I live like this, and my own family is like that, but it makes me live a miserable life."

Emperor Wanli's voice gradually rose, and he suddenly sneered a few times and said:

"The widow has been on the throne for six years, Dongchang and the Zhenfu Division have never said such things, and the official imperial history has not said it, if it weren't for the Yamen of the Public Security Division, the widow still doesn't know how long it will be concealed, isn't Mr. Zhang going back to his hometown this time to pay tribute to his deceased father, and the widow doesn't have to come back, and keeping the system for three years is also the rule of being a son of man......"

When these words were spoken, Zhang Cheng was shocked, knelt down with a plop, and hurriedly said:

"Long live Lord, this matter can't be helped, Zhang Ge Lao's side can't move, can't move!"

Emperor Wanli stood up again and shouted angrily:

"How can I not do it, do they have me in their eyes, they have deceived me for so long, I don't care about the sin and still forgive, let them go home, what is there to !!"

Zhang Cheng thought that Emperor Wanli's anger had just dissipated, but at this time he knew that Emperor Wanli had actually been angry to the extreme, but listening to Emperor Wanli's angry shouting voice was not high, and he was still holding his throat, Zhang Cheng knew that this matter had not yet reached the point where it could not be turned around, and he was about to continue to admonish, but he heard Wanli ask in a cold voice:

"Zhang Banban, in the past six years, why didn't you tell the widow the truth, and let the widow be concealed like this?"

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Cheng knelt down again and hurriedly said:

"What Mr. Zhang did The slave knows, the truth that can be taught to the Lord is always right, and the Queen Mother also asks Your Majesty like this, and the slave and maid dare to say anything."

Emperor Wanli said "hey", and he was speechless, Zhang Cheng was burning to his own body at this time, but it was not good to persuade Emperor Wanli again, but if he wanted Zhang Juzheng to go home to guard the system, it was also a major event to set off stormy waves, and he must persuade the emperor to take back his fate, think about it on the ground, walk a few steps on his knees, kowtow in front of Emperor Wanli, and said:

"Long live the lord, it's not easy for the slave to say anything about such a big event, but someone has to give the long live master an idea for reference, and it's also a foolproof approach, the slave maid thought, long live the lord if you ask Wang Tong ......"

(To be continued)