"And then you moved the books away?"

Zhu Zaili stared at Gao Zhong kneeling in front of him with a sullen face.

Gao Zhong's face was embarrassed.

"Your Highness, the minister is also acting on orders."

Zhu Zaili was too lazy to deal with Gao Zhong, and then looked at Zhang Juzheng, who was already wearing a five-grade robe.

"Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Juzheng hurriedly arched his hand and said, "The minister is here." ”

Zhu Zaili's voice stopped abruptly and looked at Gao Zhong.

"Grandpa Gao, aren't you going out?"

"Your Highness, Minister, by order, this ...... You're a little fire in the ink. ”

Zhu Zaili took a deep breath.

"Cheng, Mr. Zhang, I have already figured out the real culprit behind the Renyin Palace......"

Without waiting for Zhu Zaili to finish speaking, Gao Zhong fell to his knees with a "poof".

Zhu Zaili snorted coldly and looked at Gao Zhong with interest.

"Father-in-law Gao, why don't you study ink?"

Gao Zhong cried and bowed his head and said: "Minister, the minister's stomach hurts, go to Gong, and ask His Highness for forgiveness." ”

Later, if you hear something you shouldn't hear, it's too late to play stupid.

For Gao Zhong, not knowing anything is the greatest blessing.

Seeing Gao Zhong flee and leave the dormitory, Zhu Zaili sat down stupidly.

Zhang Juzheng's face also showed a little wry smile.

"Your Highness, why are you doing this?"

mentioned this matter, Zhu Zaili's heart was a little angry.

"But I just can't understand why my father and the powerful family in the southeast are fighting in the court with knives, but every knife has to be cut to the people of the southeast?"

"The powerful family won, the people in the southeast are their house slaves, and the father wants to abolish the sea ban, but he transferred the most elite soldiers of the Ming Dynasty to the southeast to ban the sea and cut off the people's way of life."

"Mr. Zhang, don't you think this thing is ridiculous?"

Zhang Juzheng looked at Zhu Zaili with a blank expression.

Only then did Zhu Zaili tell him what he knew about the year of Renyin.

It's just that after figuring out the ins and outs of the whole thing, Zhang Juzheng was stunned for a long time, but Zhu Zaili chanted a word.

"Sad, the Qin and Han dynasties, the palace and thousands of rooms have been made of soil."

Zhu Zaili's mouth was scolding the temple dispute, but more was fear.

Once upon a time, his dream was to become an emperor like Jiajing, but now, Zhu Zaili is afraid of becoming another Jiajing.

Knowing the son is better than the father, and how can the son not know the father.

"But no matter what, prosperity is better than death, and the people under the prosperous era of Wenjing are better than the troubled times in the north and south."

At this time, Zhang Juzheng was just a jinshi who had just been selected, but Zhang Juzheng, who was not in it, saw the clues behind this matter.

"The minister often says that there is no monarch in the world, this statement may be biased, but in terms of facts, the minister still feels that this matter does not seem to be so simple."

Zhang Juzheng was born in Jiajing for four years.

His childhood was spent almost in the most peaceful period of the Jiajing Dynasty.

Maybe it's out of habitual thinking, or maybe it's talent.

Zhang Juzheng was keenly aware of the aberrations behind this matter.

It's like a group of children grabbing a rocker car in front of a supermarket, but if it's a group of adults grabbing a rocker in front of a supermarket, you have to at least observe whether any of the children have dropped their New Year's money on the seat.

After Zhang Juzheng said this, Zhu Zaili's brain also calmed down a little.

"It's a pity that Master Ning is not in the East Palace."

As a prince, Zhu Zaili's first education was to listen and understand.

Especially when encountering a courtier like Ning Jue who thinks completely differently from ordinary people, the more at this time, the more Zhu Zaili wants to listen to Ning Jue's opinion.

"Your Highness, why don't you go and have a good chat with your father."

Before Zhang Juzheng finished speaking, Zhu Zaili said angrily: "I won't go." ”

Seeing Zhu Zaili's appearance, Zhang Juzheng was also helpless.

Zhang Juzheng is not in a hurry, they are father and son, Jiajing has no idea of abolishing it, Ning Jue's entry into the East Palace is nothing more than the difference between ten days and thirty days.

"That minister, go find Brother Ning for His Highness?"

What Zhu Zaili was waiting for was Zhang Juzheng's words, as if he was afraid that Zhang Juzheng would regret it.

"Please also enter the palace tomorrow Mr. Zhang early tomorrow! I couldn't help myself, so I didn't give it away. ”

Zhang Juzheng's face twitched slightly.

Good fellow, you're kind to me!

Zhang Juzheng didn't care, after all, he was also curious about what Ning Jue thought of this matter.

The New Year is approaching, not only in the palace, but also outside the city, Zhang Juzheng knows that Ning Jue is alone, so he buys some New Year's goods for Ning Jue.

When Zhang Juzheng arrived at the door of Ning Jue's house, he found that Ning Jue was eating lunch in the tea shed at the door.

Zhang Juzheng hurriedly stepped forward and arched his hand.

"Brother Ning, Zhang is here to bother again."

Ning Jue only had a few fritters and a bowl of white porridge in front of him, holding a fritter Nunu in his mouth.

"Do you want one, uncle?"

Zhang Juzheng hurriedly waved his hand: "No need, I'm here to send New Year's goods to Brother Ning, should we go home and talk again?" ”

Ning Jue didn't care, with a wry smile, he casually took out a dozen copper plates and slapped them on the table.

"Shopkeeper, check out."

"Hey, you can just put it there, and the small ones will be collected later."

They were all neighbors, and the shopkeeper didn't look at it very closely, and Ning Jue threw down as much as he wanted.

"Ning was fined for a year, if it weren't for my uncle, I wouldn't know how to spend this year."

Zhang Juzheng smiled helplessly and then said, "Brother Ning, how can he have such a Yaxing, eating on the street." ”

Ning Jue said in his heart, I don't eat outside, you make it for me?

But Ning Jue didn't dare to say this, for fear that Zhang Juzheng would really send two cooks to him tomorrow.

"It's nothing, this shopkeeper is quite unlucky, take care of it if you can."

When Zhang Juzheng heard this, his face was full of wry smiles.

"He is selling tea at a stall here, chic and free, how unlucky can he be? Knocked out by a messenger? ”

"Someone rented his shop for a day, and then he was arrested by Jinyiwei and locked up for half a month, and the rent hasn't been paid yet."

Zhang Juzheng was silent.

As soon as he entered the door, Ning Jue walked to the stove stupidly, opened the stove that was originally stuffy, grabbed a handful of fried soybeans casually, and smacked his tongue: "Uncle, what is the matter with coming to me today?" ”

Zhang Juzheng smiled when he heard this: "Zhang heard some things about Renyin in the Hanlin Academy, can Brother Ning be interested?" ”

Hearing this, Ning suddenly became interested.

"Elaborate."

"When the palace changed, in addition to Xia Yan and Queen Xiaolie, there was also a family involved."

"Who?"

"Simen Xie's family, Xie Wenzheng's family."

Zhang Juzheng took a deep breath and sighed helplessly: "Zhang really can't understand how this Haili can let so many people go and follow." ”

This is a question that Zhang Juzheng can't figure out.

For thousands of years, the rich land of the world has long been returned to the king.

Even if a few small countries have become nouveau riche, it will not make the Ming Dynasty look like this.

Zhang Juzheng didn't understand, Jiajing didn't understand, and even Tao Shixian, Yan Shifan, and the entire Ming Dynasty didn't understand it from the temple to the people.

Isn't it just a few small states, why is this so?