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Chapter 595 Your Majesty, This Sounds Difficult to Understand

The inferior Confucians are best at making unreasonable arguments, but when facing Wan Shihe, they cannot do it, not because they don't want to, but because they can't. If they insist on arguing, there are also judgments that the scholars are right and the Master is also right. However, behind Wan Shihe stands the emperor, and behind the emperor stand all the vested interests since the Wanli Reform, including the 100,000 strong soldiers of the Beijing camp.

This is why the lowly Confucian scholars cannot make trouble.

Zhu Yijun was very satisfied with Wan Shihe's work, and Wan Shihe rarely disappointed the Emperor.

Soon, the truth of the Emei County case gradually emerged as the court handled and inquired about it. The reason why Emei County Magistrate Zhao Wenchang compromised was also quickly discovered. Zhao Wenchang took a little money.

This little bit of money was a tribute from the local powerful and wealthy people, so when these idiots made trouble in the government office, Zhao Wenchang could not suppress them.

Because once Zhao Wenchang suppressed the rebellion, the immediate result would be that the powerful and wealthy would use his influence to defeat him.

Wang Chonggu repeatedly told the emperor that if you eat someone's food, you are that person's dog, and this statement came true again.

This little bit of meal only cost 13,000 silver coins, but it was this 13,000 silver coins that forced Zhao Wenchang to kneel down and act like a great magistrate.

"I can't imagine how weak he must be to be an official on his knees!" Zhu Yijun was helpless after reading the memorial from Wang Tingzhan, the governor of Sichuan. Zhang Juzheng taught Zhu Yijun to be magnanimous and resolute, and also taught Zhu Yijun how to use power. Zhang Juzheng talked about class theory.

Not to mention the distant past, Fan Yingqi, who was isolated from the world by staying in the interrogation center, was able to do such a thing as accepting bribes and not doing his job.

The official class of the Ming Dynasty, under the system of Ming officialism, was a class that was superior to the local gentry. Zhao Wenchang, who had the support of the imperial court, had to listen to the local gentry and even the monopoly class like the Songjiang Sun family when they arrived in Emei County.

Zhao Wenchang violated the two words "Hongyi" and eventually led to his end. Hongyi is a Confucian proposition for self-cultivation. One must have the world in mind, be persistent, and have one's own persistence. These are the basic requirements of Hongyi. If Zhao Wenchang had done any of them, he would not have ended up being reported in the court gazette.

"Your Majesty, the Queen's due date is approaching." Feng Bao said with a serious expression.

"They always said that childbirth was unlucky and didn't let me go. It was not until the child was born that I was allowed to see the queen. Tell me, what's the matter?" Zhu Yijun put down the pen in his hand. He had not finished reviewing the memorials. A memorial of greeting came from Li Le of the Southern Court. Li Le was still seeking information about the construction of the Chi Road in the Southern Court.

Zhu Yijun was a little uninterested in state affairs. He was too concerned and distracted. He had never been a cold-blooded person, but as an emperor, he could only be so cold-blooded in many cases.

Feng Bao said carefully: "The fetus is in an abnormal position."

"Prepare your carriage." Zhu Yijun stood up suddenly and said as he walked, "Call all the chief doctors from the Jieguan Hospital, including Chen Shigong and Li Shizhen!"

Zhu Yijun passed away very quickly. Giving birth to a child these days is like walking through the gates of hell, especially before delivery, if the fetus is in an abnormal position, it can be fatal.

This was the first time that Zhu Yijun was so flustered since he suddenly became the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. It was also the first time that he left the imperial study in a hurry without finishing reviewing the memorials.

"Greetings to His Majesty, I hope His Majesty is in good health." Wang Yaozhuo was leaning against the bed frame reading a book when he suddenly saw His Majesty rushing in in a hurry. The eunuch's voice shouting that His Majesty had arrived was then heard inside the bedroom.

"What happened?" Wang Yaozhuo could certainly see the panic beneath the calmness. This was an emotion that His Majesty had never experienced before. Even when facing a fire in the palace, His Majesty could still sleep soundly while others were in a panic.

"The chief doctors said that the fetus is in an abnormal position. I am a little worried." Zhu Yijun grabbed Wang Yaozhuo's hand and said with some force.

"That's why mother chose me to be the queen, because big hips are good for childbearing!" Wang Yaozhuo was not worried at all, and even patted her hips playfully. She leaned in Zhu Yijun's arms and said with a smile: "At worst, I can just have a cesarean section. The chief physician has performed such operations hundreds of times anyway. As long as my husband doesn't mind the scar on my body, it's fine."

Wang Yaozhuo was still very confident that her husband would not dislike her scar.

The Jiekuyuan was feared by people inside and outside the Ming Dynasty. Wang Xiangu cruelly rallied a group of people to perform cesarean sections to obtain umbilical cord blood in order to cultivate immortality. The Jiekuyuan also performed caesarean sections, but the mother and child were usually safe.

"You're talking nonsense." Zhu Yijun hugged Wang Yaozhuo and whispered, "I still have great faith in the ability of the chief medical officer."

The medical officers conducted countless experiments on mice, monkeys, and rabbits, and later on the specimens in the dissection hospital. By chance, in the seventh year of Wanli, a pregnant woman was rushed to the dissection hospital. The situation was too critical, so Chen Shigong brought a female doctor to perform a caesarean section, and eventually both mother and daughter were safe.

After that, the hospital began to admit such pregnant women. During this process, among 1731 cases, only one died because she was sent to the hospital too late and it was too late to save her. The rest were all safe.

Wang Yaozhuo was really not worried, and he was not pretending to be worried. At worst, he could just have a caesarean section, and he would definitely ask a senior doctor to make the scar smaller.

"Your Majesty, the chief physician has arrived." Feng Bao said with his head bowed.

"Xuan."

In addition to great medical officers such as Chen Shigong, Li Shizhen and Pang Xian, there were a group of female doctors. Most of these female doctors were family members of elite soldiers in the Beijing camp. If they wanted to learn medicine from the great medical officers, they had to queue up.

Feng Bao handed the chief physician's resume to His Majesty.

"Wu Lian was born in Wanping County in the 34th year of the Jiajing reign. She was born into a military family and was the daughter of Captain Wu Youzhong. In the first year of the Wanli reign, she entered the Jiekuyuan to study. In the fourth year of the Wanli reign, she went to war with the Beijing camp. In the seventh year of the Wanli reign, she returned to Beijing and was promoted to a medical officer. In the tenth year of the Wanli reign, she was promoted to a senior medical officer. Since the seventh year of the Wanli reign, she has performed 370 caesarean sections, major and minor." Zhu Yijun looked at the memorial in his hand and did not read it in full.

This resume is very detailed, even recording Wu Lian's two failed marriages. The first time Wu Lian married a man of a small banner, who died in battle on the border in the fourth year of Longqing's reign and had no children. The second time she married, her husband contracted a serious illness more than half a year later and died after half a year. Wu Lian was a little dazed and the baby in her belly was gone.

Since then, the widow Wu Lian became famous in Wanping County, with both good and bad sides. The good thing was that Wu Lian was good at medicine and opened a clinic. She never charged for consultations and her medicine was not expensive. The bad thing was that she was unlucky in marriage. At that time, Wu Lian was only eighteen years old, so she decided to go all out and asked her father for help to let her become an apprentice in a dissection clinic.

In the fourth year of Wanli, she studied under Chen Shigong, the chief surgeon, and followed the army to go on the expedition.

This was a military doctor. The Ming Dynasty did not have camp prostitutes, so there were not so many messy things. During the Ming Dynasty's conquests, Wu Lian accumulated extremely rich experience in treating external injuries. After returning to Beijing in the seventh year of Wanli, he became a doctor in the Liekuyuan.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. Long live Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty." Wu Lian performed the audience with great ceremony.

"No need to be polite." Zhu Yijun closed the memorial and said, "Since both judges think you are suitable, then you can come and take care of the queen."

"I obey your command." Wu Lian stood up and bowed her head again. She was very calm. In her opinion, the problem of the Queen's longevity was not a big deal, and it was even unclear whether she could be used.

"Sister Lian, I and the child are left to you." Wang Yaozhuo said with a smile on his face.

Everyone was very worried, except Wang Yaozhuo, who seemed to be in a very good mood and was not worried about his own safety.

Wu Lian often went to the palace. Whenever some female members of the palace were sick, Wu Lian would take care of them. After a while, they naturally became familiar with each other. Wu Lian was eight years older than Wang Yaozhuo. After a while, everyone called her sister, mainly to bring them closer.

People all cherish their lives. No matter how harshly the lowly scholars in the court cursed the Jieku Hospital, if they had a headache or a fever, they would still go to the Jieku Hospital's Huimin Pharmacy for treatment. If there were some serious problems, they would still ask the Jieku Hospital's great doctors to save the dying and the wounded. The main thing was to say one thing and do another, and put down the bowl and curse.

Zhu Yijun sometimes admired the courage of these lowly scholars. They clearly needed the treatment of the senior doctors, but they still dared to speak so arrogantly. It was also thanks to the senior doctors' good medical ethics. The senior doctors didn't even need to do anything. If they didn't treat you, you would just wait to die at home.

"My Lord, Queen, I am so embarrassed." Wu Lian was shocked. It was fine to call her sister in private, but how could she call her sister in front of the emperor? The relationship between the ruler and the subject should be clearly distinguished.

In fact, Wu Lian was a little afraid of the emperor, because the emperor really killed people without blinking an eye. Zhang Siwei, a dignified third-rank official, was really made into a specimen when he was sent to the Jiekongyuan. The emperor, who was still supervising executions before his wedding, always had a shadow of brutality on his body. Cruelty was a label that Emperor Zhu Yijun could never erase.

But His Majesty did not look angry, and did not seem to care much about this presumptuous act.

All items were placed in a pressure cooker for disinfection, and Wu Lian also led people to clean up the delivery room, making sure it was disinfected thoroughly.

Zhu Yijun was an amateur and did not give any blind orders. After talking to the empress for a few words, he left the delivery room and waited outside. Chen Shigong paced back and forth anxiously. He had great confidence in his disciple. He believed that Wu Lian, who could sew an egg skin perfectly intact and sew on a cow's tongue, had no problem with his skills.

But she is the Queen after all. Once something happens, even the Jiekuyuan will be in danger. There are too many issues to consider when treating the Emperor and his relatives, although Your Majesty has never been one to implicate innocent people.

When the uterus was opened to three fingers, Wu Lian sent a palace maid to report that the fetus was still in an abnormal position.

Zhu Yijun immediately asked Wu Lian to act according to the circumstances. Since he did not know any medical skills, all he could do was let Wu Lian make his own decision.

Soon, half an hour passed, and the loud cry of a baby was heard. Zhu Yijun was stunned for a moment. He took two steps forward and then shrank back. He was full of microorganisms and bacteria, and who knew which one would cause fatal harm to Wang Yaozhuo.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Your Majesty, on the birth of a dragon son, weighing 7.4 jin! Both mother and child are safe." A palace maid hurried out and announced the good news loudly.

"Okay, okay." Zhu Yijun heaved a sigh of relief and said loudly, "Okay, there will be huge rewards, there will be rewards for everything!"

Chen Shigong's heart, which had risen to his throat, fell back into his stomach. He sat on the bench, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Zhu Yijun did not enter the delivery room. This was not a normal delivery, so he had to rest for at least seven days before he could see the queen.

On the afternoon of January 19th, the twelfth year of the Wanli reign, Feng Bao, wearing a bright red eunuch's robe and acting in a very serious manner, was surrounded by people, as if he wanted to show the happy event that had taken place in the palace on his face. He walked into the Wenyuan Pavilion with a group of eunuchs.

"Your Majesty has issued an order, my dear ministers, please accept it." Feng Bao opened the short imperial edict in his hand with a beaming face and shouted: "The Emperor, by the Mandate of Heaven, proclaims:"

"At the beginning of the first year of the Wanli reign, the Jiekuyuan was established. I borrowed the words of Hu Zhongan: All corners of the country are blessed by the saint Qi's brilliant virtue; all the heavens and the earth are blessed by the great doctor. He brings longevity and health to the people and calls for harmony in the world."

"Medicine is the art of the sages to benevolently help the people. In ancient times, gentlemen who had the ambition to love the people but did not have the opportunity to practice medicine often turned to medicine, because they knew that all their tests would be effective, and that their charity would be generous, thus benefiting the world."

"The empress had a difficult delivery, and thanks to the great physician of the Jiekuiyuan, she was able to recover, and both mother and child are safe. Effective immediately, the great physicians Chen Shigong and Li Shizhen will be promoted to the rank of Qisheng Grand Secretary, and Wu Lian will be promoted to the rank of the sixth judge of the Jiekuiyuan. I will inform the Ministry of Personnel and set their annual salaries according to the standards of other Ming officials, as a token of my grace and honor."

"The dynasty became a constitution after a long period of time, it was a good deed and a favor, and the edict was issued to the world, and the envoys heard about it."

"Appreciate this."

The content of the imperial edict was not long. It mainly explained the purpose of establishing the Jiekui Institute, affirmed the code of conduct of the Jiekui Institute of testing and verifying everyone, and then explained the whole story. The chief medical officers were promoted and given salary increases. Since the chief medical officers were not officials, their salaries were much lower than those of officials, so their salaries would be determined together in the future.

"Congratulations to the Ming Dynasty, to Your Majesty!" Zhang Juzheng led the cabinet ministers to bow their heads again to receive the order. Zhang Juzheng was still surprised that the memorials reviewed by the palace today should have been delivered on time, but now none of them were seen. It seemed that there was a happy event in the palace.

Zhang Juzheng actually knew Wu Lian. Wu Lian was now in Beijing and was known as the Goddess of Fertility. If the midwives saw something was not right, they would suggest sending the baby to the morgue, and the sooner the better. Wu Lian was not the only one who performed this operation in the morgue. On the contrary, a group of female doctors were experts at it and had become quite famous.

"Congratulations, congratulations." Feng Bao bowed repeatedly and signaled the eunuch to send out the lucky boxes. In each lucky box, besides various dried fruits, there were two round silver coins.

After Feng Bao announced the decree in the cabinet, he took his men to the six ministries and the Embroidered Uniform Guard outside Chengtian Gate to distribute the Good Luck Boxes. Every official in Beijing received one, even foreign envoys like Le Yashi and Shah Mamtim.

After distributing all the lucky boxes in the government office, Feng Bao took a thousand lucky boxes and went to the outside of Chaoyang Gate. He stood outside Chaoyang Gate and distributed one box to each person on a first-come, first-served basis. In a short while, all the lucky boxes were distributed.

Zhu Yijun didn't see Wang Yaozhuo until seven days later. It was obvious that Wang Yaozhuo still needed to recover and his lips were still a little pale, but he looked quite energetic and was holding his child and feeding him.

"Are you feeling better? Leave it to the wet nurse." Zhu Yijun looked at Wang Yaozhuo, sat down beside the bed, and asked with a smile.

"No, if I give the child to the wet nurse, my mother will take the child away. I can't give the child to the wet nurse." Wang Yaozhuo said with great resistance. Empress Dowager Li had a kind of inter-generational affection and doted on her grandchildren, often taking care of them personally. Wang Yaozhuo had to snatch the child from Empress Dowager Li.

"Wu Lian is only thirty years old, and in the prime of her life. Should I find a husband for her?" Zhu Yijun asked the empress for her opinion, mainly to express his gratitude. Wu Lian was not short of money. A prostitute could not outsell a medicine seller, and Wu Lian was a doctor. If she really wanted to make money, there were plenty of ways to do it. Wu Lian's marriage was not going well, so that was something that could be solved.

After all, he is an official of the sixth rank. There are several captains in the Beijing camp, and they are all single.

"Forget it. Sister Lian is a little scared. People's words are scary. The word 'husband-killing' sounds light, but for Sister Lian, it's as heavy as a mountain. She has no courage anymore." Wang Yaozhuo thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Your Majesty is doing this for her own good. He wants to have a companion, but only the person who drinks the water knows whether it is hot or cold. My husband, don't plan on it."

Wang Yaozhuo disagreed. When the Jieku Hospital was first established, the chief doctors were scolded to the point that they could not leave the house. Wu Lian, who entered the Jieku Hospital at that time, had some thoughts of "becoming a monk". While avoiding the world, he was also a little afraid of the word "husband-killing".

In addition to fearing rumors, Wu Lian's identity was a big problem. She was the judge of the Jie Ku Yuan. It was okay for a woman to show up in public, but the three words "Jie Ku Yuan" were the most troublesome. Although everyone said that she was the Guanyin who delivered children, most of them were afraid of her rather than respected.

This deep-rooted prejudice can only be changed by time.

"Forget it, I'll just give you some silver, just one thousand taels, I'm good at this!" Zhu Yijun thought it over and decided to use the old method, real money.

Wang Yaozhuo held the child upright, placed Zhu Changhong's chin on his shoulder, gently patted his burp, and said with a smile on his face, "Sister Lian must be very happy."

After Zhu Yijun solved the problem of Wu Lian's reward, he once again began the boring and busy work of reviewing memorials. However, he also checked the empress's health report reported by the Jiekuyuan every day, and everything was better than expected.

"Let's go to the Royal Academy of Gewu." After Zhu Yijun finished reviewing the memorials, he walked to the Academy of Gewu, which was a journey of less than five minutes.

"Greetings, Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty!" Zhu Zaiyu and the Five Classics doctors greeted him, and then continued in unison: "There is a great joy in the palace. We congratulate the Ming Dynasty and Your Majesty."

The unanimous cheers and cheers were obviously practiced in advance. Even the Five Classics Doctors of the Imperial Academy of Studies had to stand up and toast the emperor. Of course, it was better than going to Pedo Island for a social event. They were really a bunch of kids.

Zhu Yijun waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite, everyone, have you received the Baishi Daji box?"

"Got it." Zhu Zaiyu asked about the condition of his disciple Wang Yaozhuo. After learning that he was fine, the emperor's uncle also breathed a sigh of relief.

Logically speaking, this is already the third child, so everything should be smooth. The first child is the most dangerous, but Zhu Changhong is a little big, which really makes things difficult for his mother.

"Your Majesty, the test run of the 36-horsepower iron horse has been completed, and the next step is to make the mold." Zhu Zaiyu reported the progress.

Zhu Yijun asked curiously, "Isn't it thirty-two horsepower?"

"Your Majesty, we need some redundancy to tolerate errors." Zhu Zaiyu explained the reason succinctly. He did not use so many clichés such as errors in engineering practice, but was straightforward and simply concealed some information to prevent any unexpected incidents.

The construction period of various highways in the Ming Dynasty also reflects this redundancy. The Wulong Highway, Suiyuan Highway, Jingkai Highway, and Jinmi Highway all have this redundancy to varying degrees.

Because of the emperor's existence, everything must be kept secret.

All promises made before the emperor were military orders. Any reckless promise that could not be fulfilled would be deceiving the emperor, so they had to report less. Just like the production capacity of printing silver coins in the past, which could reach 3 million silver coins, but they insisted on saying that it was only 2.5 million silver coins, in order to have redundancy and fault tolerance.

To deceive the emperor is to deceive God.

"Very good. Then the uncle said in his memorial that you have been studying the topic of why apples fall to the ground when they are ripe?" Zhu Yijun rubbed his hands and said, "Why?"

"I don't know." Zhu Zaiyu shook his head and said, "The Five Classics Doctors have not figured out why the person didn't fall out of the ball even though it was clearly a ball."

This is a problem that must be faced after verifying that the earth is a sphere. People in different places on the earth have different ups and downs, but none of them have fallen out. This problem must be studied clearly.

But Zhu Zaiyu told the emperor very clearly that he had not figured out why ripe fruits fell to the ground, and why all things on the earth did not fall down. This question seemed simple, but it was extremely profound.

"But we have studied some other issues. Your Majesty, please move over and take a look." Zhu Zaiyu brought the emperor to the Sutra Library, where the view was good. He then pushed Huang Zifu to the front and said, "Your Majesty, Dr. Huang will be in charge of this matter."

"I have gained something." Huang Zifu said hurriedly.

Huang Zifu, who had just received the first-class merit medal, had no time to indulge in his past glory. Instead, he chose to get on the road immediately and report to His Majesty after he had completely studied another topic.

"Let's start." Zhu Yijun sat on the bench and stretched out his hand, signaling Huang Zifu that he could start his thesis defense.

"Your Majesty, please look. This is a parabolic steel frame track. We will drop a small ball from the left, and it will quickly drop to the bottom and then rise to the right, almost at the same height." Huang Zifu asked someone to bring a model. The model had a spirit level on it and scale lines on the glass in front.

Huang Zifu wiped the steel rails and the ball with a sheep towel, then dropped the steel ball horizontally, and the ball rolled on the parabolic steel frame.

"During the whole process, we found something very interesting. Its height was decreasing little by little until it stopped at the bottom. The change in speed was also very strange." Huang Zifu explained the function of the scale glass plate and found more intuitively that the height of the ball gradually decreased until it stopped completely.

"Interesting." Zhu Yijun's eyes lit up, and he already had some answers in his mind. He knew what Huang Zifu was going to talk about.

"Your Majesty, I am wondering why it stopped." Huang Zifu briefly explained why he was curious about this and why he designed such an experiment.

In fact, Huang Zifu first studied springs and clocks. Mechanics were what he was best at. Springs and pendulum clocks could not work forever and required an additional force.

Huang Zifu actually wanted to create a perpetual motion machine.

"Why?" Zhu Yijun is a qualified audience. When it is time to cooperate with the performance, he will not choose to turn a blind eye.

"Because there is resistance, this resistance is the air and also the resistance on the steel rails." Huang Zifu asked someone to bring out another long table with a slope on it. The experimental objects also changed from small steel balls to various strange-shaped objects, and the guide rails also changed from steel rails to various kinds of materials.

Huang Zifu began his experiment and introduced his findings.

"The rougher the contact surface, the greater the resistance; when the pressure is greater, the resistance is also greater." Huang Zifu introduced his findings. This is logical because the rougher the road surface, the more horses are needed, the more cargo is pulled, and the more tired the livestock will be.

Huang Zifu said solemnly: "We believe that this is essentially the change and transfer of heat."

"Even if the ball is smooth enough and the rails are rubbed with whale oil, it will still rub and stop. In this way, the heat on the ball will inevitably be transferred to the air and the contact surface of the rails that are rubbing against it."

"I understand." Zhu Yijun was stunned for a moment. What followed was completely an assumption made by the Five Classics doctors under limited conditions. This was a discussion based on Zhu Zaiyu's calorie theory.

"Your Majesty, we have assumed a situation where, in the absence of resistance, the object will either remain stationary or keep moving, because its energy will not be lost." Huang Zifu said with a strange look on his face, "And we have such a very close example in front of us."

"An example of no resistance?" Zhu Yijun looked at Huang Zifu blankly and said.

Huang Zifu said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Your Majesty, this is the elliptical orbit of the Earth revolving around the Sun. The Sun is at the focus of this elliptical orbit. We have been wondering why the speed is faster when we are closer to the Sun and slower when we are farther away, just like the ball in front of us on the parabola curve."

"Your Majesty, our Earth is rotating around the sun, day after day, year after year, with no tendency to stop. This means that there is no resistance to its movement, or the resistance is extremely weak. There is a kind of heat conversion in it, which decreases when it is near the sun and is released as speed, and increases when it is far away, which is manifested as deceleration."

“That sounds hard to understand.”

Huang Zifu knew that he had not explained it clearly enough, but he had tried his best to describe his research.

The rotation of the earth around the sun approaches a model without resistance. The observatory of the Imperial Academy of Sciences observed the planets Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter and Saturn and knew for sure that these planets would not fall onto the sun.

Zhu Yijun could understand this heat. To him it was very simple: it was gravitational potential energy.

"Are all geniuses like this?" Zhu Yijun pointed at the parabolic orbit in front of him, then pointed at the elliptical orbit of the earth revolving around the sun, and asked in confusion: "Dr. Huang, how did you connect these two completely unrelated things? Do they seem to be related?"

"The theory of contradiction tells us that there is a universal connection between things." Huang Zifu said as a matter of course. Isn't it easy to associate them together? What a similar movement.

"Isn't the theory of contradiction a political and economic speculation?" Zhu Yijun blinked, looked at Feng Bao uncertainly and said, "Sir, you wrote the theory of contradiction for the sake of politics and economics, right?"

"Isn't it for the purpose of teaching Your Majesty well?" Feng Bao witnessed the birth of the theory of contradiction. Those words "I have doubts" were Zhang Juzheng's nightmare.

Huang Zifu scratched his head and said, "It is a good idea to draw inferences from one instance to another."

(End of this chapter)