As Zhang Juzai, supported by acting chief assistant Zhang Siwei, walked step by step to the dragon chair, the old master solemnly lifted up the hem of his official uniform...
Kneel down.
The officials were in an uproar.
Zhu Yijun couldn't sit still anymore, so he stood up quickly, walked down the steps, and supported the sick teacher.
"Grand Master, no courtesy...come...give me a seat!"
The human heart is made of flesh.
Seeing the sick look on his teacher's face, he was extremely ill and seemed to be about to collapse at any moment. Zhu Yijun felt very complicated.
So in the midst of the uproar, the eunuch hurriedly found a chair and some soft cushions, and sat down for the seriously ill old master.
The atmosphere in the palace became subtle.
As the emperor quickly walked up the steps and sat back on the dragon throne, the expression on his face couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and his little temper disappeared.
In endless embarrassment.
But Zhang Juzheng suddenly stood up again, lifted up his official uniform tremblingly, and knelt down to salute the emperor again...
"Ouch."
This time, even Feng Bao couldn't stand it anymore. He quickly walked down the steps, took Zhang Juzheng's arm and persuaded him: "Taiyue Gong has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it."
Just your body.
Just stop kneeling down!
If something goes wrong...
After being persuaded by Feng Bao for a few words, Zhang Juzheng just gave up, coughed lightly, and said weakly to the emperor: "I have something to tell you."
On the Dragon Throne.
Seeing that the teacher was out of breath after saying a few words, Zhu Yijun couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly said: "Master, please speak."
With these words from the Emperor.
Zhang Juzheng's expression was calm and he said proudly: "As the saying goes, one should not avoid relatives when promoting a virtuous person. Since my virtuous son-in-law has made great contributions to heaven, he deserves a heavy reward. Otherwise... it is not enough to demonstrate the majesty of our emperor Ming's country.
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Zhu Yijun was stunned by the eloquent explanation of this great truth. When Zhang Juzheng finished speaking, he realized that the grand master was here to help.
No.
He's obviously here to show off!
The first assistant in ten years.
You are the emperor's teacher.
With just one sentence, all the officials fell into silence.
So majestic.
The imperial envoys who were shouting about killing just now lost their momentum in an instant, their faces turned red, and they wanted to refute...
However, Zhang Juzheng's eyes glanced at him and he immediately lowered his head. Zhang Siwei, the acting chief assistant, hesitated to speak, but finally held back.
A moment.
In the past ten years during the Ming Dynasty, the painful memories of the Qi, Chu, and Zhejiang parties and major social groups being suppressed by the imperial magistrate and the imperial power seemed to have returned.
Although he is just a dying old man, but...
He will not die.
Who dares to say no even half a word?
In the eerie silence.
Looking at the old master who was very weak and out of breath, Zhu Yijun, who was sitting on the dragon chair, suddenly woke up from a dream and said quickly: "What the master said is true, I have exactly what I mean."
By this time.
Zhang Juzheng's stooped back suddenly straightened a little, and even his complexion looked much better. The majestic look that was revealed unintentionally seemed to say something.
I am just seriously ill.
Not dead yet!
This time.
There was no other sound in the Fengtian Hall. The ministers lowered their heads, looked at their toes, and did not dare to speak out under the combined pressure of Zhang Juzheng and the Emperor.
Take advantage of this opportunity.
Zhu Yijun hurriedly waved his long sleeves and said majestically: "Promote Shen Lie to be the commander of the Jinyi Guards and supervise the East Factory...I appreciate this!"
The adults were silent.
In deathly silence.
Zhang Juzheng's old and hoarse voice sounded in Fengtian Hall.
"Your Majesty, Holy Ming!"
The ministers had no choice but to agree one after another: "Your Majesty is wise."
"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"
at this point.
The adults had no choice but to silently swallow the dead fly and hold their noses to recognize it. At this time, everyone knew that this Shen Lie...
Only one step away from reaching heaven!
"Retreat!"
As Feng Bao sang loudly, Zhang Juzheng stood up tremblingly again, and a look of dignity appeared inadvertently on his old, sickly face.
Feng Bao sighed quietly.
he knows.
This Ming emperor's master, who had been in power for ten years, had exhausted all his strength and placed all his chips on Chenglong Kuaisu.
"Here comes someone."
Looking at Zhang Juzheng who was out of breath, although he was still holding on, his trembling hands under the first-grade official uniform meant that his situation at the moment was very bad.
Feng Bao did not dare to neglect and said urgently: "Send the Grand Master back to his home quickly."
And at this moment.
Feng Bao had a clear understanding in his heart that this might be the last time Zhang Juzheng went to court. He used his little strength to pave the way for his son-in-law Chenglong.
An hour later.
Cining Palace.
After hurriedly coming out of Fengtian Palace, Zhu Yijun walked into Cining Palace to greet the Queen Mother according to the rules of the palace, and then sat down with a sullen face.
He picked up a tomato placed on the table and gnawed it hard.
Zhu Yijun felt very dissatisfied at this moment. Although the matter was accomplished, he still felt uncomfortable. He, the emperor, had been scolding him all morning and could not accomplish anything.
As soon as the sick Grand Master came forward, he glanced at those officials and ministers who were talking shamelessly, just like mice seeing a cat, they immediately bowed their heads.
This taste.
Zhu Yijun felt very unbalanced. Why were those officials not afraid of him as the emperor, or of a dying grand master?
After finishing a tomato in two or three mouthfuls, Long Live Master walked away with a sullen face. Queen Mother Li, who was reciting Taoist scriptures at the side, opened her eyes.
Turn your face.
I watched my son walk away unhappy.
Empress Dowager Li was full of suspicion and hurriedly called the eunuch over to ask for a few questions. Only then did she find out what had just happened at the court meeting.
Empress Dowager Li thought about it, and she felt a little happy in her heart. In any case, the emperor and the grand master did not quarrel this time, and even agreed on the same position and jointly promoted Shen Lie's official position.
"Didn't you start a fight?"
After confirming again and again.
Empress Dowager Li was overjoyed again.
It seems that unconsciously, the tense situation between the emperor and the grand master, where they would quarrel whenever they met, has disappeared.
Good thing!
"Here comes someone."
Empress Dowager Li rolled her eyes and called her confidant maid over. After giving serious instructions, she asked the maid to send some valuable old wild ginseng and musk to the Taishi Mansion in the name of the emperor.
Watching the palace maid walk away quickly.
Queen Mother Li began to recite Taoist scriptures again.
"The head of the church calls upon the Heavenly Lord of the Three Pure Realms and Three Realms. The sound of thunder transforms the Heavenly Lord... The blessings of the Heavenly Lord are immeasurable and the inconceivable merits..."
After another moment.
Taishi Mansion.
After all the fuss, the servants helped Zhang Juzheng lie down on the couch. His precious daughter and a group of sons who were waiting beside him breathed a sigh of relief.
"father."
Concern leads to chaos.
Zhang Jingxiu held a bowl of medicine and hurried forward to serve her father, but she couldn't help but worry about her husband who was far away in Xuanda.
Zhang Juzheng was calm and composed, patted his daughter on the arm, closed his eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly to reveal a pleasant smile.
"Don't panic."
Zhang Juzheng muttered slowly: "The roc rises with the wind in one day and soars ninety thousand miles."
The look on his face seemed to say, I have done everything for your husband, now that I have become the commander of the Royal Guards, how can I make some more contributions?
It would be natural for Shen Lie to take over the factory guard position in the future.
"snort."
Think about this.
Zhang Juzheng was a little cold and arrogant, even a little complacent. Although he gave birth to a bunch of useless sons, he had a good son-in-law.
