In all kinds of tangles, Empress Dowager Li chose to put the overall situation first and came forward to ask her emperor son to admit his mistake to Zhang Juzheng and all the officials in the court.
It seems that she wants to try her best to resolve this farce of forced abortion.
a long time.
Shen Lie, who lowered his head, heard the emperor's stubborn voice again: "Empress Rong, I... don't know where I went wrong!"
Shen Lie's heart skipped a beat, and he was right, Mr. Wanli's stubborn temper was unprecedented and unprecedented.
This means she doesn't even listen to the Queen Mother's words.
Not to mention Shen Lie was greatly surprised, even the officials were in an uproar.
Zhang Juzheng, who was kneeling in the first row in the front row, was also slightly stunned. He looked at the fat figure in the pavilion with complex eyes including surprise and surprise.
And Zhu Yijun's slightly childish face with sparse stubble makes him look like he is looking at a stranger.
The situation suddenly came to a standstill again.
Shen Lie's heart couldn't help but lift up at this moment, and he couldn't help but side with the emperor emotionally, holding his hands for him.
You can't afford to offend the adolescent emperor!
Rebellious.
After a while of silence.
Then the Queen Mother's soft voice sounded in Shen Lie's ears again: "In that case, I, my mother, will stand with you."
So under the scorching sun.
There was deathly silence in Xiyuan again.
Shen Lie was also helpless and could only lower his head, secretly looking at the hem of the Queen Mother's crimson dress, and pondered in his heart...
Okay!
The Empress Dowager of the Ming Dynasty's methods were no less generous than those of Zhang Juzheng. She planned to use a tender offensive to force the emperor to admit his mistakes.
A grand master and a queen mother.
One of them played the role of a strict teacher, the other a strict mother, one reprimanded in public, and the other used a tender offensive.
These two men have been very strict with the emperor since childhood. No wonder the emperor would rebel.
At this time, Shen Lie felt even more sympathetic to Wanli...
The sun is empty at this time.
Seeing that it was noon, it was a sunny day again. Looking up, there was no cloud in the sky, and a scorching sun hung high in the sky.
In the deathly quiet Xiyuan, the heat makes people's hearts even more restless.
At this moment, hundreds of officials headed by Zhang Juzheng, Jin Yiwei, Dongchang Fanzi, and Queen Mother Li stood quietly with the young Wanli.
Time seems to have passed as long as a century.
Every minute and every second was very difficult, but the eighteen-year-old Emperor Wanli still had a calm face, showing his stubbornness as an emperor.
Until there was a soft thump from the crowd, like the sound of a torn sack falling to the ground, and then the panicked shouts of officials rang out.
"It's not good, Mr. Xing fainted!"
Following a burst of panic, everyone's expressions changed again, and they all turned around and looked at an old official kneeling in the front row.
The official had gray hair and looked to be sixty or seventy years old. He had been kneeling with everyone in the Xiyuan all morning. He was hungry, tired, and thirsty.
At ten o'clock in the afternoon, he could no longer withstand the scorching sun and fell to the ground.
In the uproar, Shen Lie was also startled. He raised his head and looked over. He saw Mr. Xing twitching all over and foaming at the mouth.
Several young officials around were frightened, and hurriedly gathered around him, helped Mr. Xing up, and then a young Hanlin stretched his hand to the old man's nostrils.
A shiver.
Hanlin screamed in fright: "I'm out of breath... Mr. Xing is out of breath!"
Yelling.
Chaos spread among the crowd like a plague. Officials, guards, maids, and eunuchs looked over with panicked eyes as they gave orders.
I saw several young and strong officials panicking and helping Mr. Xing up, shouting in panic.
"Who knows medical skills!"
"Royal doctor, call the imperial doctor quickly!"
An official who seemed to have some knowledge of medical skills walked over, rolled Mr. Xing's eyelids, began to pinch the person, and patted him on the back.
However, this effort seemed to be of no use. Seeing that the old man was spitting out more and more foam, his legs twitched a few times, and his neck was crooked and he died.
At this moment, the expressions of Zhang Juzheng, Empress Dowager Li, Feng Bao, the cabinet, and the six ministers who were watching not far away all changed.
Emperor Wanli, who was standing in the pavilion, was also a little panicked at this moment, and hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "Send the imperial doctor quickly."
In the hustle and bustle of a vegetable market, Shen Lie stretched his neck and looked over. Looking at the gray-haired Mr. Xing, his heart couldn't help but scratched his head.
Something happened!
Whether it's acting or forced to have a baby, now someone's life has finally happened. As the saying goes, if you don't seek death, you won't die.
The emperor just wanted to move, but why did he end up like this?
But Shen Lie had some doubts in his heart. He didn't know this gentleman, so he whispered to a familiar Dongchang fan next to him: "Who is this gentleman?"
Na Fanzi quickly lowered his head and said softly: "This is Mr. Xing, the censor of the Inspectorate."
Shen Lie was speechless.
Okay!
I was really afraid that something might happen, and the person who died was actually a censor.
Now we are in big trouble.
Looking at the official robes worn by this old censor, his rank is not low, at least a third-rank official, so he must be a deputy censor.
What kind of people are the censors? They are affiliated with the Imperial Procuratorate of the Ming Dynasty and are responsible for supervising the censors' separate inspections. How much power do these people have?
The Supervisory Council oversees the king at the top, the people at the bottom, and all officials in the middle. It even has the power to impeach major and minor matters in the Ming army, and will start a rant if they disagree...
Impeach.
The people in the Inspectorate are a group of people that even the emperor cannot afford to offend, at least the eighteen-year-old Emperor Wanli cannot afford to offend them.
It can explain the final party struggle, chaos and destruction.
Everything is related to the excessive power of the Ming Dynasty Inspectorate. In later generations, there was a strange country called South Korea, and its unique prosecutorial governance system was inherited from the Ming Dynasty.
In the same vein!
Is it okay now that a deputy capital minister has died?
At this moment, Shen Lie seemed to see Shilin Qingyi, and sprayed the saliva of scholars all over the world towards the Forbidden City.
Under the scorching sun, the commotion was spreading. The adults gathered together and whispered, just like boiling hot water in a pot.
However, the old man was almost cold, but the imperial doctor still hadn't arrived. Looking at Zhu Yijun, the faces of Queen Mother Li and her son had already turned pale.
Even Zhang Juzheng couldn't kneel any longer. He looked behind him from time to time and could see that the Grand Master was also a little panicked.
But he concealed it very well.
Amidst the noise.
Shen Lie felt anxious when he saw it. He gritted his teeth involuntarily, clenched his fists, struggled in his mind for a few seconds, and then made a difficult decision.
Shen Lie drew up his legs and walked quickly towards the lifeless Mr. Xing. In a hurry, he pulled away several officials who were in the way.
Then Shen Lie let out an urgent growl: "Get out of here, what are you doing around here? This old man... he was suffocated to death by you even if he wasn't exposed to death!"
When facing a patient who dies suddenly, the first thing to do is to maintain air circulation. This is of course common sense for modern people like Shen Lie.
The officials looked over and were still confused.
Shen Lie yelled again: "Get out of here!"
Several people trembled in fright and instinctively ran away.
