After repelling Concubine Zheng by himself, Yang Lian did not give up, but continued his efforts and pointed the finger at another person.

On August 19, the forty-eighth year of Wanli, Yang Lian wrote a letter to the emperor, scolding the emperor.

In the heart of Mr. Yang, who is devoted to his country, the country is the first priority, so in his view, although Concubine Zheng is hateful, and the Mongolian doctor named Cui is also very hateful, the one who deserves to be condemned the most is the emperor.

You know that you shouldn't accept beautiful women, but you still accept them. You know that aphrodisiacs are harmful to your health and you shouldn't take them too much, but you still take them. You know that you need to see a doctor for medical treatment, but you still want to find a eunuch to see you. Isn't this a brain defect?

Full of anger, Yang Lian handed over this memorial.

In the excerpt, he first condemned the Mongolian doctor Cui Wensheng, saying that he knew nothing but dared to prescribe medicines to the emperor at will. Then he made a sharp criticism of the emperor - working hard and not cherishing his own.

Body.

Well, in the eyes of future generations, this criticism will definitely not escape the suspicion of flattery. Just like in the party's democratic life meeting, the secretary asked the comrades to provide suggestions for the leadership to see if there are any improvements, and the comrades racked their brains.

I couldn't think of anything, so I came up with this idea: The leader is too diligent. If he gets sick due to fatigue, how can he lead us to work in the future?

In future generations and in democratic life meetings, Yang Lian would be unavoidably nicknamed a flatterer. However, in the current era, when I am the country, this is really a very sincere criticism.

Of course, the more important thing is what Mr. Yang said earlier, which helped him get rid of the suspicion of flattery. Earlier he said that the emperor was too busy with any serious work, and he accepted eight beauties, and then lucky enough to count them all in one night was not a big deal.

Even the emperor cannot be so impatient when it comes to human matters.

Then, he scolded Cui Wensheng, saying that he was incompetent and did not understand medical skills, and then he turned around and said, "You are just a person like this, and you still take the medicine he prescribed." The underlying meaning here is that Dr. Cui Mengmeng is already bad enough, and you

Even worse than him, you are just a fool to believe him.

This memorial is quite bold. Although the words are obscure, anyone with a discerning eye can see it. The words inside are simply pointing at the emperor's nose and yelling, you idiot, you are messing around, something happened to you.

, and even the imperial court was in chaos.

As soon as Mr. Yang's memorial was sent to the General Affairs Department, the cabinet announced that Yang Lian would definitely not end well.

But Mr. Yang said he didn't care. He just did what he thought was right. What would be the consequences? Mr. Yang had never thought about it.

Three days later, the emperor summoned the ministers, including Fang Congzhe, Zhou Jiamo, Sun Ruyou, and, of course, Yang Lian. In addition, he also ordered the imperial guards to enter the palace at the same time and wait for instructions.

After giving the order, everyone decided that Yang Lian was finished.

Because among this group of people, Fang Congzhe is the chief assistant, Zhou Jiamo is the minister of the Ministry of Personnel, and Sun Ruyou is the minister of the Ministry of Rites. They are all senior officials at the ministerial level. Only Yang Lian is the seventh-rank minister. Moreover, when meeting with ministers, the emperor usually summons the imperial guards.

There is only one possibility, to deal with him.

So far, everything is normal. Just like in history, Yang Lian was appreciated by the emperor for his letter and was summoned by the emperor. Of course, the ministers who were waiting to see his Majesty did not know this. They only thought that Yang Lian

Be unlucky.

However, unlike the history books, no one came to persuade him to surrender to the emperor at this time. Yang Lian was like a god of plague, with no one around him.

Although the previous memorial made Yang Lian's reputation famous among the officials below, these people here are all high-level core members of each faction. Even if they don't know the specific and detailed plans, they know some hidden secrets. Yang Lian has already committed suicide in the East.

Although Lin Dang has not made it clear yet, the big bosses have reached a tacit understanding.

But Yang Lian didn't care about these things. He didn't care about the opinions of the officials, and he didn't care whether the person waiting for him was the big stick of the Jin Yiwei. He didn't think he had done anything wrong.

I'll die if I die, but it's absolutely impossible for me to admit my mistake!

After straightening his clothes, Yang Lianxiong walked into the palace with a confident step. Behind him were a group of ministers with incomprehensible expressions. Their eyes looked at Yang Lian with different lights shining on them.

Lying on the bed, Zhu Changluo looked miserable, as if he was terminally ill. Although summer had passed, autumn had not yet entered, and the weather was still a bit hot. Wearing two more clothes would be unbearable, but at such a temperature

Next, Guangzong was actually covered with a thick quilt.

He was afraid that he wouldn't live long, and Zhu Changluo was basically certain in his heart.

His weak body left him without much energy, but thinking of meeting the ministers later, he steeled himself and sat up on the bed, leaning against the soft cushions and covered with silk quilts.

At this moment, the minister had not come in. The quiet environment made Zhu Changluo feel inexplicably lonely. He couldn't help but recall his life for more than a month.

For Zhu Changluo, who had always been mediocre and oppressed, happiness came too suddenly. Although deep down in his heart, he had been longing for the coming of the throne, but his life of more than thirty years of depression and even breathlessness had turned his life around.

Hope was almost extinguished.

Once, he thought he would end his life in Ciqing Palace. Either when he woke up one day, he saw the room full of royal guards, or a eunuch holding an edict from the deposed prince. Zhu Changluo thought that his blood had been soaked by the cold reality.

But when he actually ascended the throne, he found that his blood was still hot and steaming.

Under this heat, he issued three edicts in succession, each of which was completely contrary to his father's will. The three edicts completely overturned the situation deliberately managed by the old man who had suppressed him for more than thirty years, and wiped out the situation.

His remaining traces have left their own mark on this country.

If purely from the perspective of pleasing the ruling class of bureaucrats and gentry, Zhu Changluo's three edicts were very successful. They were so successful that he only became emperor for a month and left a very good reputation in the history books.

After receiving praise from the whole court, Zhu Changluo felt a little elated. He felt that he would be a good emperor in the future. Didn't he see that I received so many praises as soon as I ascended the throne? This is something that my father has never received in his life! However,

, being a good emperor is something in the future, and being a beautiful woman is something now, I'd better satisfy myself first.

So, Guangzong took in eight beauties and took aphrodisiacs to kill several of them. Naturally, Comrade Guangzong killed himself.

"Alas!" Zhu Changluo sighed melancholy as he supported his groggy head. He had just tasted the benefits of the emperor, and had just experienced the taste of full power. He didn't expect that everything would be gone so soon.

I didn't expect that medicine to be so powerful and harmful to the body. I would have taken one if I had known it, Zhu Changluo thought with some regret.

Having always been pampered, he naturally shifted the responsibility to other things, without even realizing the inappropriateness of his behavior and the fact that he was physically weak.

However, although he has some regrets and regrets, Zhu Changluo is still a traditional feudal emperor. Even if he has only been the emperor for a month, he still has a common problem or stubborn habit that previous emperors could not avoid - passing the throne to himself.

's son.

Hence his behavior of summoning ministers and entrusting him with funeral arrangements.

"Fang Congzhe, Chief Assistant of the Cabinet, Zhou Jiamo, Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs..." The eunuch's soft communication voice awakened Zhu Changluo from his memories. He hurriedly straightened his posture and waited for the ministers to see him.

Several senior officials took pictures of the team according to their respective official positions. Under the guidance of the eunuch, they entered one by one. The one who walked in the front was naturally the first assistant Fang Congzhe, and the one who walked in the last was, not surprisingly, the seventh-rank officer.

Yang Lian in action.

"Long live my emperor!" Under the leadership of Fang Congzhe, the ministers saluted in unison.

"My beloved, I'm free of charge!" Zhu Changluo said weakly. After the ceremony was over, he went straight to the point without too much politeness.

"The affairs of the country will all depend on you from now on!" Zhu Changluo said slowly. Although the title he used was plural, his eyes were clearly looking at Yang Lian.

After that, he didn't give the ministers any room to interrupt. He kept talking to himself, with a lot of content and very fast, from his son to his wife to Concubine Zheng. Finally, Zhu Changluo issued two orders.

Drive Cui Wensheng away and revoke the order to change the title of Concubine Zheng.

For Zhu Changluo, these were just logical arrangements, but for Yang Lian, this was no less an honor than visiting the thatched cottage three times.

The emperor listened to my suggestions and carried them out without any compromise. What is this? This is a wise king! At this moment, Yang Lian had a firm thought in his heart - a scholar will die for his confidant. I will definitely

We must abide by the emperor's last wishes and safeguard this country.

Yang Lian was moved in his heart and wanted to repay his kindness, but the other ministers were really surprised. The emperor was here today. He and others had high rankings, and it was no problem for him to become a minister who cared about life, but what happened to Yang Lian?

?Is a seventh-grade minister also qualified to be appointed as a minister in critical situations?

But no matter what, Zhu Changluo was still the emperor at this time, and the emperor's words were imperial decrees. The ministers had no choice but to abide by them. With some reluctance, the ministers bowed down.

"I will obey your Majesty's will."

Then, a group of ministers were kicked out. It was not the emperor who asked them to go out, but the Xili Xuanshi who came after hearing the news. For this eldest sister, the emperor is already her own confinement and no one can see her.

, only you can see it.

"Xili's selection of servants is really unbecoming of a man, so domineering!" After a few angry words, the ministers had no choice but to disperse. Only Yang Lian clenched his fists fiercely, with a determined look on his face.

It was August 22nd, the 48th day of Wanli Dynasty. According to the historical data mastered by Zhu Youxiao, Ming Guangzong still had ten days left to live. These were the most mysterious ten days in the history of the late Ming Dynasty, a catastrophic event.
Chapter completed!