In the Forbidden City in the afternoon, it has always been relatively quiet, but the time of day is different, the quiet will be different, when there is nothing to do, quiet, is the favorite thing of the eunuchs and young eunuchs and chamberlains in the palace, but the eventful autumn, the quieter, the more uneasy their hearts, the more panicked, everyone knows what kind of character the current Wanli Tianzi is. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

And today, the people in the inner palace who were waiting beside Wanli didn't even dare to take a breath of atmosphere.

"Is there any hope for my foot disease to recover?"

Zhu Yijun sat on the soft couch, leaned back, and faced the doctor who was treating his foot disease in a very lazy posture.

It is not a big deal to have foot disease, and there are many people who have foot disease, but it is not appropriate to put it on the son of tomorrow, it is necessary to know that the four o'clock sacrifices, ancestor sacrifices and sometimes the personal prayer for rain when the weather is dry, all need to be completed by the emperor on foot, in order to show respect for God and ancestors, but if the emperor has a foot disease, how should it be done?

As the nearest imperial physician serving the emperor, he knew very well how many imperial physicians the emperor had killed for this matter, and now as soon as the imperial physician was called into the palace to treat the emperor's foot disease, it was almost a tradition for the imperial physician to write a suicide note and prepare for the future; Originally, the dispute between the prince made the emperor and the ministers seriously opposed, and now that the emperor has a foot disease, he is even more reluctant to see those noisy ministers, which will always make the emperor feel that he is oppressed, the ministers can't be killed, they can't be killed, and the imperial doctor and the inner servant are the best tools to vent his anger.

The doctors are afraid, and the attendants are also afraid.

"Your Majesty's blessings are far-reaching, as long as you take care of them and take care of them, your foot disease will definitely be cured."

After pondering for a while, the Imperial Physician threw out a bottle of panacea, saying that even if it was useless, he would not be killed, but if he knew that his predecessor was killed because of this, he would definitely not choose to say so.

Zhu Yijun's eyes flashed with a sharp light, he raised his intact left leg and kicked it on the arm of the imperial doctor, kicking the imperial doctor to the ground, and under the frightened and inexplicable gaze of the imperial doctor, he roared angrily: "Quack! Mistakenly! Drag me out! Slashed! ”

Immediately, a strong eunuch picked up the eunuch who was paralyzed on the ground, and carried it outside like a little chicken, and naturally someone went to carry out the emperor's order.

At this moment, the feeling of sadness of the rabbit and the fox permeated the entire palace, almost all the chamberlains and palace maids knelt on the ground and asked their emperor to calm his anger, and even Zhang Cheng, the chief of the 100,000 eunuchs in the inner court, also knelt on the ground, frightened, and asked Zhu Yijun to calm the thunderous anger.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhu Yijun's heart was happy and sad.

The happy thing is that here, he can appreciate the majesty and power of being an emperor, and the sad thing is that only here can he experience the majesty and power of being an emperor.

From the young ascending to the throne by the Empress Dowager, Feng Bao and Zhang Juzheng, the iron triangle to the death, and then to the death of Zhang Juzheng after his death, he was oppressed by the rest of the civil officials, and often encountered the appointment of an official and the approval of the rest of the officials, and the removal of an official also had to be angry and roaring loudly to force the civil servants to give in, and asked for money to do something but was always refused, and when it was time to set up the prince, he wanted to set up his favorite son as the prince, but he was not recognized by the courtiers, no matter what, those bastards did not let go......

The ancestral system of the Ming Dynasty is established, and the eldest son should be established as the prince.

Those hateful guys have an ancestral system and an ancestral system, and they are dignified and dignified, but Zhu Yijun has long seen these guys thoroughly! They think they are doing a good job, no one can know, and put on a skeletal appearance to pretend to the world to see, but in fact, who of them is not supported by a few local powerful factions behind them?

Deceive the upper and lower and do everything! Nepotism, self-respect, and embezzlement of state funds to the point of making Zhu Yijun tremble!

Earlier, Zhu Yijun also had the fantasy of being a saint, and really did it, but as he grew older, Zhu Yijun felt more and more that the original good self was a bad brain, and was played with by a group of civil officials in applause, silver and silver can't be seen, soldiers and horses can't be seen, who is promoted has to go through the court push, otherwise it will be unjustifiable, Zhu Yijun really wants to ask those bastard things, is the Ming Dynasty the emperor of the Zhu family or you bastards?

Of course, Zhu Yijun didn't plan to ask like this, because he knew very well that even if he asked like this, those ministers would swear to say with righteous words - the world, the Son of Heaven and the scholars are together!

He understands more and more why the Son of Justice wants to indulge the eunuchs, why Grandpa Jiajing wants the court staff minister to appoint Yan Song to establish his authority to "trouble" the world, and he also understands more and more how his father was manipulated by a group of civil officials in applause, so that after he became pro-government, he was faced with a stinky stone that could not be inserted into the oil and could not be poured into the hard state!

In this world, since the death of Jiajing's grandfather, it is no longer the emperor of the Zhu family who can call the shots, Zhu Yijun has long been aware that his decree is not only unable to leave the capital, but even sometimes even the Forbidden City may not go out, those officials are obedient to themselves on the surface, but there are countermeasures under the policy, and their own strategy is thrown down, everyone shouts long live, and the place they see is looking for a substitute for the dead ghost to fill the number, and then what to do or how to do it, no one knows where they can't see, It is debatable whether the holy decree of the 100 percent requirement has been implemented on the earth, at most it is just to put on a show, tell the emperor that your words will be listened to, and that's all.

But Zhu Yijun's vigorous support for Jinyiwei and his support for the East Factory is not for nothing! He saw it all in his eyes and remembered it in his heart!

Zhang Juzheng was a complete puppet when he was a complete puppet, and after Zhang Juzheng died, he was the actual puppet of the king on the surface, but he didn't have face, and in the past ten years, he liquidated Zhang Juzheng, got rid of Feng Bao, retook charge of Jinyiwei and Dongchang, and promoted the dogleg to speak for himself, but the dogleg is still Wenchen, and if he wants to speak for the emperor, he immediately put a big hat on Wenchen, launch a public opinion offensive, and use the moral high ground to fight against these doglegs, and then the doglegs' political career is over.

It seems that the more fierce and strong the opposition to the emperor, the more they have a sense of accomplishment, the more they are punished, the more they are punished, the more cool they are, all of them are shaking M, these imperial behaviors seem to be the same as taking Hercules pills, and after a while, they will appear in a certain department in a state full of blood and resurrection to continue to sing against themselves.

Yes, yes, I want to repair the palace, I want to buy something, you spray me, you are reasonable, I can't say you, I use my inner library; But I want you to do something serious, disaster relief, repair cities, roads, dredge rivers, repair weapons, and compassionate soldiers! What about money? What about the money?! I want to build a palace, and you say that the money is used for business, but I say that I want to do business, but you say that the money is not enough, and you want me to use my private money in the treasury to subsidize the state?

Why don't you subsidize it with your private money?! Now I know that the country is mine?! Then why didn't anyone listen to what I said?!

However, he forgot that he is the emperor, the symbol of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty is his, regardless of whether this is actually the case, the people of the world think so, he is the biggest and most suitable and the only one who is the saddest to blame, the more angry he is, the more he will push himself into the abyss of destruction, the more willful, the more he will bring the country into the quagmire of destruction, because governing a country, absolutely do not bring personal emotional factors.