A large stack of recitals was placed on the table, and Emperor Wanli frowned, flipping through them one by one. Around him, several cabinet ministers stood silently.

Resignation, resignation, resignation.

The emperor's brow furrowed even more, showing the unrest in his heart.

Such a large-scale resignation, if it is a coincidence, is really a dog who doesn't believe it.

Until the emperor saw the resignation of the three ministers, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, such a large-scale resignation was clearly to retreat into advance, forcing him!

He threw aside the music in his hand and let out a cold snort from his nose:

"Today is an auspicious day for the Zodiac, and so many courtiers have submitted their resignations to me."

He deliberately added a slight tone to the unanimous word.

Wang Jiaping heard the emperor's ridicule, he got up from his chair, and arched his hand:

"It's not an auspicious day of the zodiac, but the hearts of the ministers are uncertain."

"Your Majesty has not established a prince for a long time, the storage seat is vacant, and the country is in turmoil. As His Majesty's courtiers, we can't fulfill our responsibilities, and we feel guilty and uncomfortable, so we naturally don't dare to steal a high position again. ”

This is a naked threat, if you don't make a prince, we will resign.

When Emperor Wanli heard this, he was furious in his heart. The emperor is the son of heaven, the supreme existence on the throne, who rules all life and death, and only others tremble in front of him, how can he allow others to be arrogant in front of him? Threatened by his own courtiers, he now wants to cut off the heads of the ministers in front of him.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed the inkstone on the table, and was about to smash it at the ministers in front of him.

But the moment he held the inkstone, he suddenly felt a deep helplessness.

He has been in a mess for so many years, and the court has still been able to maintain normal operation, and the cabinet can be said to have contributed a lot. Although he is making decisions about major matters, he has handed over countless trivial political affairs to the cabinet in the huge world of the Ming Dynasty. And even if it was a big deal, the cabinet minister would write his own advice, and he would often just look at it and send it to the celebrant for sealing.

If there were no cabinet and more than 100 ministers, he would really be tired to death, and the operation of the imperial court would immediately fall into chaos.

The sense of powerlessness eroded his heart, and he raised his head to meet Wang Jiaping's unyielding gaze, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but leak.

The inkstone collided with the table, making a sound of "dangchang", accompanied by the emperor's tired and helpless words:

"Go down first...... Rong Zhen thought about it. ”

Wang Jiaping exchanged a look with a few colleagues, and they also knew that they couldn't force the emperor too much.

After all, if the emperor is dead and the net is broken, and he doesn't want to fight for the stability of this court, then they really can't help it. And just losing the official position that they have worked hard for ten years in this cold window is undoubtedly a big loss, after all, they don't really want to resign.

Judging from the current situation, it is obvious that Wanli has the intention of giving in, he knows that he can't lose the cabinet and the support of the ministers, presumably, he will make the right choice, and Wang Jiaping will decide to accept it when he sees it.

"Wait for the good news."

Wang Jiaping gave a salute, and then led the crowd to retreat.

It wasn't until they walked out of the door for a distance that a roar suddenly sounded in the emperor's imperial study, accompanied by the sound of things overturning.

Wang Jiaping and the others heard it, but their footsteps did not mean to stop for half a minute.

Anger, so what?

Don't you have to compromise with them in the end?

It seems that there are only more than 100 resignations, which did not arouse the opposition of all the ministers, but in fact, the wind direction in the entire court is one-sided, and these more than 100 people are basically officials in more important positions in the court.

Although many officials did not submit their resignations, they also asked for the crown prince to be appointed, or expressed their dissatisfaction with the vacancy of the reserve in public.

What can you do, my esteemed majesty? We represent Shilin, but there are countless civil officials in the world! And ...... What's there?

Those eunuchs who are not in the climate? Or is it either corrupted and degenerate, or is it still a milky noble?

Wang Jiaping's eyes were full of pride.

Almost all the courtiers stood behind him, and he had never felt such a powerful force...... It seems that at this time, he is the ruler of this great tomorrow!

……

Emperor Wanli was not stupid, he knew that he could not stand up to this huge civil official group alone, and he began to look for his allies.

Soon, he noticed the few colors that were out of place in the court.

In this situation where supporting the emperor's eldest son as the crown prince has become the "political correctness" of the Ming court, some officials have never made a voice.

The first assistant of the cabinet is one.

Yan Chenhao, the right attendant of the ministry, is also one.

In addition, not counting those low-level, above the fourth grade, there are also a few people who are silent, if you check their resumes, you will find that they are more or less related to Chen Guogong's Mansion, or the children of Ningbo Mansion, or Shen Shixing's protégé.

At this time, Wanli had completely fallen into a state of isolation and helplessness in the court, and he was eager for allies. So he secretly sent eunuchs to their mansion to ask them what they thought of the matter, hoping to get some support from them.

Yan Chenhao wrote a secret letter in his mansion and asked the eunuch to forward it to Wanli:

"Your Majesty, it shouldn't be you who are flustered at this time, but the officials who have resigned."

"They studied hard for decades and went through many hardships to get to the position of squire, scholar, and cabinet bachelor today. Under one person, above ten thousand, if you want to say who is the most unwilling to give up, it must be them. ”

"What I am saying now is just a retreat, hoping to force His Majesty to compromise. But if His Majesty refuses to compromise and makes a look of letting them do his bidding, then they will definitely be the ones who are flustered, and the initiators will become the target of public criticism. ”

This letter made Wanli suddenly realize. The anger on his face vanished in an instant, and a smile filled his face in an instant.

The other courtiers either gave their own opinions or did not say a word, intending to stand still until they received clear instructions from the Chen Guogong Mansion.

And Shen Shixing's letter only has a few sentences:

"The Son of Heaven holds the ninety-five honors, the imperial envoy to the world, and the emperor's order is to be obeyed."

"Why are you being held hostage by the ministers now?"

Shen Shixing, who had always been kind to the mud, put away his easy-going and stabbed the emperor's heart like a sharp sword with a bland and spicy sarcasm in words.

Hearing this, Wanli's face was swollen red, and his teeth were gritted, and he was deeply stimulated by Shen Shixing's words.

Yes, his dignified emperor was forced to be like this, who is in charge of this big tomorrow?

The emperor's heart was already full of anger because of his grievances, and this time he added fuel to the fire, completely igniting his anger!

He slapped the table and shouted:

"Where is the commander of the Jinyi Guard?"

(End of chapter)