Gao pragmatic is not very old, but he is a busy man, most of the things, he just gives tasks, and then he becomes the shopkeeper, how to handle the following people, he doesn't ask, he only asks the results.

Therefore, he will not and does not need to ask in such detail about the affairs in the Feng Mansion, what he wants to make up his mind now is another major matter.

Just now, Chen Ju suddenly sent someone out of the palace to deliver a message to him.

Tianshou Mountain sent a master to evacuate Beijing immediately, saying that Zhang Juzheng, a bachelor who was spending time in Tianshou Mountain, was in a coma due to heat stroke due to days of hard work, and Zhang Jiading ignored the persuasion of Meng Gong, who promoted the mausoleum worker, and had forcibly used a carriage to drive Zhang Daxue back to Beijing!

Zhang Juzheng suffered from heat stroke and fell into a coma?

Gao Pragmatic sneered when he saw the news, you Zhang Ju happened to be a person who was born in the Yangtze River basin in the south, and you can suffer from heat stroke and coma after spending a mountain tomb? If you want to say that you have a little heat stroke, I can barely believe it, after all, Meng Chong must be riveted and pulling you around the mountains every day, tired must be a little tired, and the heat is indeed a little hot.

But, coma? You're so delicate!

"This must be a plan for the old golden cicada to get out of its shell." Gao pragmatic put down the letter and smiled coldly: "Elder Zhang Ge is worthy of being Elder Zhang Ge, it seems that I want to use a Meng Chong to drag him, but I have made a mistake, Meng Gong is a loyal person, where is Zhang Jiangling's opponent!" ”

Gao Mo became a little nervous and said, "What should I do then?" Now is the critical moment, calculate the time, Dongchang and Jinyiwei may have already been dispatched. ”

Gao pragmatic looked at the letter in front of him, seemed to be thinking, and did not reply.

Gao Mo thought for a while and said, "Why don't you go and arrange it and send someone to stop him?" ”

"Stop him?" Gao Shishi's eyelids rolled: "He is an auxiliary minister of the court, how can he stop him?" Even if he returned to Beijing without permission, you have to look at his methods - he is 'unconscious'! Now that his family is sending him back for medical treatment, who dares to take on this responsibility to prevent Gu Ming's auxiliary ministers from returning to Beijing for medical treatment? In such a situation, even the Holy One would not be able to pursue it. ”

That's of course, take care of your life and help you find a good location to make a mausoleum, but you are so tired that you are in a coma from heat stroke, and now the savior of other people's families is anxious to send him back to Beijing for medical treatment, this is simply full of loyalty! If your little emperor didn't hurry up and personally issued an order to greet and send the imperial doctor to visit, it was already very inauthentic, why should you hold people responsible for returning to Beijing without authorization?

Your father, such a good emperor who is generous and benevolent, why did he give birth to such a mean and unkind thing as you?

However, of course, Gao Mo was not untargeted, he hurriedly explained: "This is not what the small one means, but ...... Uh, young master, our Jinghua caravan has been in business for a long time, and has taken over a lot of business to help exterminate the Xiangma bandits, although it is reasonable to say that it is a thorn in the side of the bandits from all walks of life, but in fact, there are still some small groups of Xiangma and mountain bandits near Gyeonggi, all of whom are very eager to help us do something, so if we are willing, it is easy for these people to come forward to stop Zhang Gelao. ”

When Gao Mo said this, he saw that Gao Shishi's brows were already wrinkled, and he hurriedly explained: "Let's not really let them do anything to Zhang Ge Lao, we just want to find a way to delay Zhang Ge Lao's trip......

"Nope." Gao pragmatic waved his hand directly: "This kind of thing can't be done, if we do these things, what is the difference between us and those guards who are rotten to the roots?" Although it is an established strategy to defeat Feng Bao and Zhang Juzheng, the means are limited to these in the officialdom, and cannot involve those outlaws - Feng Bao has already suffered this loss this time, and I don't want to be like him. ”

Gao pragmatic paused, and then explained: "I know that perennial businessmen may inevitably have to deal with these people, but it is absolutely not allowed to be in the same stream. Gao Mo, you remember, I spent so much financial and material resources to build all kinds of family guards, but I didn't want to be the chief scoop on the underworld! You send a message to Cao Gan and Gao Jue, just say that I don't care what they do, I must let those bandits and others recognize a truth: the caravans under the banner of Jinghua are all protected by me, and if anyone dares to mess around, I don't mind uprooting them! ”

Gao Mo didn't dare to persuade again, he knew Gao's pragmatic temper, and he also knew the habits of his royal subordinates, in addition to the various rules that had been set early, he had always pursued the tenet of "I don't ask much about small things, and I will follow my orders for big things", so since he has a clear explanation at the moment, he must obey orders, and he will not say more at the moment, and respond directly.

Gao Pragmatic then said: "You don't have to be too anxious, even if Zhang Juzheng sends someone to deliver the letter and sets off from Tianshou Mountain, it will take more than a day to rush back to Beijing, and he is destined to miss today's big drama." ”

Gao Mo thought about it, and also felt that the eldest young master's estimate was good, because Zhang Ju was a civil servant, and he couldn't ride a fast horse back to Beijing alone, so he could only come back in a sedan chair slowly.

Even though he was born in the military, when he was a child, his father Zhang Wenming was already a showman, although he couldn't go further, but since he had fame, there was no problem in supporting his children to study.

What's more, Zhang Juzheng was known as a prodigy when he was young, and he was very precocious, so he was trained as a scholar when he was young, and riding a horse was not his habit.

And Zhang Juzheng talks about pomp and circumstance, and seems to think that the pomp of officials is a display of majesty, and travel has always been a full guard of honor, and now he is an auxiliary minister, the guard of honor is old and complicated, and the distance that can be reached by a fast horse alone in one day can not be completed in a day and a night, at least two days.

Two days later, not to mention Feng Bao, even the daylily was cold.

However, they did not know that although the estimates of his master and servant were not all wrong, they were not all right.

Zhang Juzheng is indeed a typical literati doctor who can't ride a horse or open a bow, but he is a very decisive person after all. Although I can't ride a horse, I can still ride in a carriage, and the bumps are certainly bumpy, but the speed is fast.

Zhang Juzheng did not take his green sedan chair this time, let alone put any old guard of honor, but a light car, a carriage with more than a dozen riders and an entourage set off from Tianshou Mountain, and was rushing to Beijing at the moment.

Speaking of which, he is also afraid that Meng Chong will send someone to "invite" him back after he sees through it, you must know that Meng Chong is now a eunuch in Changping Town, and he also serves as a mausoleum worker, and he has serious soldiers in his hands who can use it - the imperial mausoleum of the Ming Dynasty, whether it is Nanjing, Fengyang or Jingshi, there is a special mausoleum system, such as what filial piety Lingwei, Changlingwei, Xianlingwei and so on, all belong to this special system.

When Gao Pragmatic and their master and servant discussed this matter, Zhang Juzheng sat in the carriage that was galloping all the way, resisting the urge to vomit, and urged him to hurry up, hurry up!