I'm really not doing business

Chapter 610 The sun also rises
Zhu Yiliu thought the emperor was fishing.

The biggest wish of Prince Lu Zhu Yiliu was to live a life of idleness and wait for death, and he successfully achieved this goal by doing ridiculous things like hanging out with beauties from all over the world. But suddenly, the Emperor asked him to be regent, and he had a minor operation, but he developed a fever and his limbs became weak.

Zhu Yiliu didn't believe it.

Zhu Yiliu stubbornly believed that the Emperor was setting a trap by pulling out teeth, intending to lure out the ambitious man so that he could arrange the southern tour.

Prince Lu is not stupid, he is just lazy.

But when they met, Zhu Yiliu was still shocked when he looked at his brother's face. The emperor, who was as strong as a bull, was really sick. But Zhu Yiliu still stubbornly believed that the emperor was fishing, because in Zhu Yiliu's view, his brother was invincible. From childhood to adulthood, countless demons and monsters had been wiped out in the hands of the emperor.

Faced with countless crises, the emperor would always keep a backup plan to reverse the situation at the critical moment. Zhu Yiliu firmly believed that even if he really had a fever, there would be a panacea to save him.

Zhu Yijun knew his own business. He really did not fish, nor did he set traps for the court officials. The tooth extraction really did cause a fever. Even the chief doctors Chen Shigong and Li Shizhen were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

The emperor waved his hand weakly, signaling Zhu Yiliu to leave. He no longer had the strength to speak.

Zhu Yiliu did not leave, but stayed outside the emperor's ward like Qi Jiguang. Anyone could become that fish, but not him, Zhu Yiliu.

Zhu Yijun was lying on his sickbed. The nine gates of the capital were under the control of the Beijing Camp. Everyone was waiting in fear. The nine gates were closed, but the news still spread like wildfire. In such a huge capital, even if the nine gates were closed, the necessary water, food and coal had to be brought into the capital as usual, and then the news would spread to all directions as if it had wings.

Zhang Juzheng looked worriedly in the direction of Li Kui Yuan, and behind him were Ming Dynasty cabinet ministers Wang Guoguang and Wan Shihe. The second assistant Wang Chonggu, who had never been to Wenyuan Pavilion to work, went to Xishan Coal Bureau and was still ensuring the production of coal and steel.

Wang Guoguang and Wan Shihe both knew one thing clearly: once the bad news about His Majesty came, it would be impossible for Zhang Juzheng not to usurp the throne.

Whether Zhu Changzhi or Zhu Yiliu ascended the throne, it could not change the result. When Your Majesty was seriously ill, you should have killed Zhang Juzheng and Qi Jiguang, just like Emperor Taizu Gao killed Lan Yu.

Zhu Changzhi was only three and a half years old, and Zhu Yiliu was even more absurd and had no reputation for being virtuous. Neither of them could control Zhang Juzheng and Qi Jiguang.

Your Majesty was ten years old when he ascended the throne. At that time, Zhang Juzheng had just become Prime Minister and did not have the conditions for treason. But now it is different. Zhang Juzheng has been in power as the Prime Minister of the empire for twelve years, and Qi Jiguang has the most elite soldiers of the Beijing Camp in his hands.

Even if Zhang Juzheng and Qi Jiguang didn't want to, someone would force them to go further.

When the emperor was seriously ill, the Ming Empire fell into a serious crisis, and there was even a possibility of a change of dynasty. The wise Ming emperor flashed across the sky like a meteor, and disappeared in a flash like a firework after its brilliant bloom.

What should I do?
Zhang Juzheng had no idea that this prime minister, who had been in office for twelve years, was also at a loss what to do in the face of this situation.

The reason why he was still serving as the Prime Minister was that he was confident that His Majesty was young and could outlast the old man and kill both him and Qi Jiguang. Among Zhang Juzheng's countless plots, the only thing he did not consider was what would happen to the Ming Dynasty after His Majesty died young.

Zhang Juzheng had an operation. He was in a rather miserable state at that time, but he still managed to get through it. With the current ability of the chief physician of the Dissection Hospital, it was just a small wisdom tooth, but Chen Shigong himself had performed hundreds of operations without any accidents.

"Once, His Majesty told me at the Quan Chu Guild Hall that life is like this. You never know which will come first, an accident or tomorrow." Zhang Juzheng's straight figure suddenly bent a little. He turned his head and said to Wang Guoguang and Wan Shihe: "Next, the six ministries will do their work as usual."

"Your Majesty, you will be blessed by God."

Zhang Juzheng did not believe in gods and Buddhas, but at this moment, he also hoped that the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty would bless the Ming Dynasty so that it could successfully survive this catastrophe of life and death.

Wang Chonggu, who was working at the Xishan Coal Bureau, brought his son Wang Qian to the Xishan Coal Bureau. Wang Chonggu took the initiative to withdraw from the court and did not even go to the Jiekuyuan because he was born a rebel and was dangerous in the city. He took the initiative to leave just to protect himself. In this situation, he could only rely on the craftsmen of the Xishan Coal Bureau to ensure his own safety.

Wang Chonggu knew very well that Zhang Juzheng had accumulated enough power. Relying on the favor and royal patronage of His Majesty, the size and number of Zhang's party had formed a torrent in the past twelve years. Once His Majesty's only heir passed away, this torrent would be unstoppable.

"Zhang Juzheng is a loyal minister, there is no doubt about that. He is loyal to the people, loyal to the Ming Dynasty, loyal to the country, and even more loyal to Your Majesty. He even chose Xiong Tingbi as his last disciple, just for the sake of his own power, which would become Your Majesty's power. If Xiong Tingbi had not been a master of both civil and military affairs, which made Zhang Juzheng appreciate his talent, I'm afraid Zhang Juzheng would never have accepted him as a disciple." Wang Chonggu leaned back in his chair with his head tilted, looking at the gloomy sky outside the window, his face showing rare panic.

"Then why are we hiding in the Xishan Coal Bureau? If His Majesty really passes away as a distinguished guest, shouldn't Dad go to pay homage to the new emperor? His Majesty's decree is for His Royal Highness Prince Lu." Wang Qian said with some doubt.

"Do you think that Prince Lu can really ascend the throne without His Majesty?" Wang Chonggu asked in return: "Do you really think Zhang Juzheng will agree? If Prince Lu ascends the throne, what will happen to the new policy?"

"Son, don't forget that the three things, the government-run factories, the engineering corps, and the equal distribution of land, were all initiated by your father and me. We are also reformists, and now we are the ones leading the charge."

"Prince Lu has expressed his disgust for the new policies more than once. At that time, when Your Majesty brought Prince Lu to the Wenhua Palace to listen to government affairs, Prince Lu believed more than once that the court's reforms were unnecessary and were making trouble out of nothing."

"The first people to suffer when Prince Lu ascends the throne are you and me, as well as the Labor Party, and Zhang Juzheng is the next."

Wang Qian held his hand and thought for a moment. He remembered that Emperor Taizu Gao allowed Emperor Jianwen to ascend the throne, but in less than four years, Emperor Jianwen lost his country. If Prince Lu really ascended the throne, he would be just another Marquis of Haihun. Now Zhang Juzheng's power is no less than that of Huo Guang.

Especially Duke Fengguo Qi Jiguang. Once he lost the emperor, the pillar of support, Qi Jiguang would still be Zhang Juzheng's disciple.

“But the eldest prince is only three and a half years old this year. The Ming Dynasty just experienced a period of uncertainty over a young ruler and it just managed to get through it.” Wang Qian felt his hands shaking. It was very simple. A child who could not express his own opinions would be more easily accepted by all aspects of the court.

But the problem is, no one knows whether the Ming Dynasty can survive another time of a young ruler and a state of doubt. Can it rely on Zhang Juzheng's conscience? It has already survived once relying on Zhang Juzheng's conscience.

When Yang Bo took the initiative to extend the olive branch, Zhang Juzheng did not accept it. What would have happened if Zhang Juzheng had accepted it?

Wang Chonggu sat up straight and said, "If His Majesty really dies, I will follow His Majesty, and you can write a letter to retire. In this way, Zhang Juzheng will let our family go."

"Give up resistance and surrender, and count on Zhang Juzheng's kindness?!" Wang Qian did not agree with Wang Chonggu's plan. If Wang Chonggu was really gone, Zhang Juzheng would act without restraint.

"What else? Do you think that as long as I, your father, am alive, you can defeat him? You have tried so many times, but have you ever won? It is better to rely on his kindness." Wang Chonggu said frankly.

Wang Qian nodded in agreement and said, "That's true. Dad has never won."

This sentence almost made Wang Chonggu angry to death.

In ancient times, the death of an emperor was called the collapse of heaven. If His Majesty really passed away during the Wanli Reform, a critical period in history, it would be a catastrophe that would shake the heavens and the earth.

The emperor's uncle Zhu Zaiyu put down his pen in frustration. He had been forcing himself to devote himself to studying the infinite principles of all things, but his thoughts were always extremely confused. He had made some gains recently and had planned to share them with His Majesty, but now he looked at the stone in front of him and didn't know if he would have another chance.

If Your Majesty is gone, Confucian scholars all over the world will devour the Gewuyuan alive, starting with the Jiekuyuan. The Jiekuyuan studied the infinite principles of human beings and all things, and it was the most easily breached position. The emperor was killed by the Jiekuyuan, so will the Jiekuyuan still exist?

Starting from Jiekuyuan, the emerging trend of studying things to gain knowledge will disappear into thin air.

Zhu Zaiyu had no ability to save the Academy of Gewu, nor could he count on Wan Shihe. It would be good enough if Wan Shihe could protect himself during the counterattack.

Outside the Jiekan Hospital ward, there was a woman, that was Queen Wang Yaozhuo. She had wiped away her tears. If her husband really left, she would complete the journey that he had never walked before. So what if she was a demon queen!

She knew clearly how much effort her husband had put in for the Ming Dynasty.

Can you bear to let your majesty's long-cherished wish and hard work go to waste?
If His Majesty passed away, she planned to keep the death a secret and let Prince Lu go to his fiefdom immediately. She knew very well that Zhang Juzheng would accept it. For the sake of the new policy, a young emperor who could not express his own opinions would be easier to control, and the new policy could continue to be implemented. Just like Guo Ziyi's past, Qi Jiguang and Zhang Juzheng would be made kings.

This is undoubtedly a gamble, but Wang Yaozhuo is ready.

"How is His Majesty's condition?" Wang Yaozhuo asked the chief medical officers Li Shizhen and Chen Shigong.

Li Shizhen and Chen Shigong were silent for a long time, and it was Li Shizhen who spoke up: "It all depends on tonight. If you can make it through, you'll be fine. If you can't make it through..."

Wang Yaozhuo only felt dizzy and everything in front of his eyes was white. The chief doctors had not said anything until now, but now they told the queen the exact news that he was critically ill. Her Majesty had already stepped into the gates of hell.

"Is there no other way?" Wang Yaozhuo couldn't stop the tears that he had just wiped away from flowing again.

Li Shizhen was silent for a long time before he whispered, "We have exhausted all possible methods."

Zhu Yijun felt that he was asleep, but also felt that he was not asleep. It was probably his last moments. He actually saw Tan Lun and Yu Dayou, two important officials who had passed away. They seemed to be saying something anxiously, but Zhu Yijun could not hear a word clearly.

"kill!"

Zhu Yijun finally heard clearly what the two of them were saying. Tan Lun and Yu Dayou were fighting side by side, killing the enemy back to back, and the enemy was none other than the Japanese pirates who were ravaging the southeast.

The situation on the battlefield seemed very difficult. Tan Lun, a civil official, led the Taizhou warriors in fighting hard. Japanese pirates, desperadoes, red-haired foreigners, and even black foreigners were attacking the precarious front line, but Tan Lun and the Taizhou warriors he led fought to the death and did not retreat a single step.

The picture became blurry, and the sounds of fighting and killing became vague. Zhu Yijun didn't feel anything. He even felt that his thoughts had completely stagnated and were empty. He felt sleepy frequently, and there seemed to be a voice, persuading him in completely incomprehensible words to go to bed, go to bed, you are too tired.

Zhu Yijun suddenly woke up with a start. He still had things to do! The Japanese pirates had not been defeated yet! How could he sleep? !
"What time is it?" Zhu Yijun felt his lips were cracked and asked weakly.

"Your Majesty, it's three quarters past the yin hour, and there's another quarter to the Mao hour, and it will be dawn soon." Feng Bao and Zhang Hong didn't dare to close their eyes, or even leave. As soon as the majesty spoke, Feng Bao immediately responded and answered the question.

If His Majesty really leaves, a large number of people in the court and the palace will definitely be replaced. It would be the best outcome if Feng Bao and Zhang Hong could go to Fengyang to farm.

"I'm thirsty, drink some water." Zhu Yijun's consciousness was still a little fuzzy, but he still made the request. He was really thirsty. He felt sticky and seemed to have sweated a lot.

"Water! Water!" Zhang Hong had already taken a cup of water and handed it to His Majesty's mouth with a spoon.

Zhu Yijun took two sips, shook his head and said weakly: "I'll sleep for a while." Feng Bao and Zhang Hong's hearts immediately rose to their throats. It would be fine if His Majesty really fell asleep, but if he never woke up, the sky of the Ming Dynasty would really collapse.

Not long after, the sound of His Majesty's steady breathing was heard, which made Feng Bao and Zhang Hong less worried, while the chief medical officers Li Shizhen and Chen Shigong were guarding the bed.

"What's the situation?" Feng Bao asked a little nervously.

"The fever has gone down, the fever has gone down, and the pulse has stabilized. Your Majesty, God is blessing you!" Li Shizhen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Feng Bao and Zhang Hong.

At daybreak, His Majesty managed to survive.

The sun rose as usual, illuminating the earth and shining on the emperor's strong face. He slept soundly, fighting the disease and consuming a lot of physical strength.

Chen Shigong collapsed to the ground. He no longer had to be a historical sinner. God knows how future generations would evaluate him if His Majesty was really killed by him.

"Go and tell the Queen Mother quickly!" Zhang Hong grabbed a eunuch by the shoulders and pushed him out.

The eunuch ran out in a flash, but when he ran out of the ward, he tripped because he ran too fast, and rolled on the ground very smoothly. Qi Jiguang had his eyes half-closed, but when he heard footsteps, he immediately opened his eyes, saw the eunuch fall, and grabbed him up with his hand.

"Your Majesty..." Qi Jiguang didn't dare to ask any further. Qi Jiguang, who was fearless and had never changed his expression in the face of thousands of troops, was so scared for the first time. He was so scared that he didn't dare to ask the questions he wanted to ask.

Qi Jiguang only wanted to be a Duke of Fengguo, not a traitor.

"Your Majesty just woke up, drank two sips of water, and fell asleep again. The chief physician said that he survived, his fever has subsided, and his pulse is stable." The eunuch said hurriedly. Qi Jiguang was so strong that he almost broke his arm. The eunuch doubted whether Qi Jiguang's hands could crush stones.

"Ah? Ah, okay, okay. Okay." Seeing that the eunuch's face had turned pale, Qi Jiguang quickly let go of his hand, and his heart was finally at ease.

When Zhu Yijun woke up again, he saw a room full of people. It was really a room full of people. The two Empress Dowagers, the Queen, Prince De, Prince Lu, cabinet ministers, and court officials were all gathered together. However, they were very far away from the bed, at least seven steps away, and there was a screen in the middle.

Zhu Yijun propped himself up and sat up. He felt that everything was fine. The first thing he felt was hunger. With his body size, he hadn't eaten for a day, so when he was hungry, he was really hungry.

The second feeling was that all my strength had returned. The feeling of weakness in my hands and feet, and even the inability to sit up, had completely disappeared.

The third feeling is pain. Tooth extraction is really painful, especially after the numbing effect of ayahuasca wears off, it hurts even more.

"Your Majesty, we greet you." Zhang Juzheng had been waiting anxiously. When he saw the emperor wake up and sit up, he hurriedly saluted.

Seven steps away from Zhu Yijun's bed, a pile of heads were kneeling in a crowd.

"No need to be so polite. Everyone's eyes are red from staying up all night. Go to sleep and stop gathering here." Zhu Yijun waved his hand, signaling everyone to go and rest. Now was not the time to talk. His ability to speak was the best news for everyone.

Everyone gathered together because they wanted to hear the emperor speak in person, to ascertain the situation so they could respond. Although his majesty's voice was a little hoarse, he was full of energy, and it seemed that he had really survived as the chief physician said. The crowds dispersed, the foreign ministers left, and the two Empress Dowagers and the Queen, as family members, naturally stayed to talk.

"Liu'er, stay and get scolded." Zhu Yijun was furious when he saw Zhu Yiliu was about to escape.

"Ah?" Zhu Yiliu looked left and right in a daze. Why was he the only one being scolded?
"I asked you to be the regent, why don't you go? Do you want to make me angry? And talk back to me in person?!" Zhu Yijun looked at Zhu Yiliu and asked a little angrily.

Wang Yaozhuo also endured a day and a night, his eyes were red, but he still let Feng Bao serve the dishes with ease. He couldn't eat big fish and meat, but it was no problem to fill his stomach. He ate liquid food. Wang Yaozhuo was very happy. She didn't care about so many people, she grabbed the emperor's hand and asked questions.

"Brother Emperor, it makes no difference whether I go or not. There will be no chaos when Zhang Juzheng and General Qi are around. If they are not here, it will be useless even if I become the Regent, right?" Zhu Yiliu hurriedly explained why he would not go.

If Your Majesty really wants to take Zhang Juzheng and Qi Jiguang away together, the situation faced by Regent Zhu Yiliu is the same as that faced by Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen, that is, there is no one available.

If Your Majesty does not take these two away, he will be the regent just as a human-shaped seal, responsible for stamping. It would be good enough to be a seal, and he might even become the Marquis of Haihun.

Do you really think that the throne is easy to sit on? Zhu Yiliu witnessed his brother's journey from being the ruler of a young country to being the ruler of the country, but he still had the same attitude. It doesn't matter if he doesn't become the emperor!

Can an emperor still play with beauties from all over the world? Don't even think about it!
"You won't even bother calling me brother!" Zhu Yijun explained why he left Zhu Yiliu alone. This guy still refused to take any responsibility under such circumstances!
"There is a difference between the emperor and his subjects." Zhu Yiliu took it for granted that if he acted recklessly by relying on his status as the emperor's younger brother, the emperor would never forgive him, but would punish him severely! After Zhu Yiliu's wedding, he knew that the younger brother who followed His Majesty with a snotty nose could only be Prince Lu.

"Well, let's go back and sleep. You've been up all night." Zhu Yijun looked at Zhu Yiliu's red eyes and his anger subsided. He waved his hand, signaling Zhu Yiliu to go back and sleep.

"Your humble servant obeys your command." Zhu Yiliu slipped away like a gust of wind.

"Go and get the memorials, yesterday's and today's." Before Zhu Yijun had his meal, he asked Feng Bao to get the memorials. He still needed to observe them in the Jiekuyuan, so naturally he asked Feng Bao to bring the memorials. Zhu Yijun also promised that all the memorials would be approved without leaving them overnight.

"Emperor!" Empress Dowager Li finally couldn't help herself and shouted, "Son, you are not made of iron. Take a few days off. The Ming Dynasty will not fall!"

Empress Dowager Li was a tearful person to begin with. After the emperor had his tooth pulled, he started to have a fever and she had been crying for almost the entire day. Now that he had finally recovered, she was already thinking about those memorials to the emperor and those state affairs before she even had her meal.

"Mother, I just had a tooth pulled and there was a small accident. Is this acceptable? My fever has gone down. Now, I feel like I can kill a cow with one punch! Of course, I have to eat first." Zhu Yijun said cheerfully. His wound still hurt a little. This smile pulled the wound, causing it to hurt again.

"It's up to you. It's up to you." Seeing that she could not convince him, Empress Dowager Li waved her hand and went back to Tonghe Palace with Empress Dowager Chen.

"How did I survive?" After finishing his meal, Zhu Yi was curious whether the chief physician of the Dissection Hospital had any magic medicine. He felt that he was going to die.

"Your Majesty, there must be a reason why medicine is used in this. The aged mustard brine is made by cultivating the Penicillium from aged mustard. The Jiekuyuan does not just receive your Majesty's salary without doing any work. The breeding of Penicillium using aged mustard brine has been going on for nine years. This is it." Chen Shigong hurriedly took out a transparent glass bottle, which contained half a bottle of transparent liquid.

Aged mustard brine is penicillin, which originated from the large vat in Tianning Temple in Changzhou. At that time, the Confucius Mansion in Yanzhou provided sufficient samples for the fermentation and process improvement of penicillin. The Confucius Mansion contributed twelve specimens, which promoted the clinical application of aged brine. (Chapter 320)
Penicillin is very powerful and can treat tuberculosis, an incurable disease.

"Your Majesty is not allergic to aged brine. Even if you are allergic, it doesn't matter. The Jiekuyuan has another kind, garlic aged brine, which is also one of the alternative options." Li Shizhen took out another small bottle.

Jiekuin had indeed made sufficient preparations, but accidents still happened.

Li Shizhen continued, "Medicine is one of the reasons. Another reason is that your majesty is in good health. I have told your majesty before that after repeated strenuous exercise, the body temperature will temporarily rise to over 40°C. Whether it is humans, animals, or plants, use it or lose it. The more you use it, the better it is. If you don't use it, it will degenerate."

People have the ability to resist disease. Some people will recover quickly from the plague, but some will not. The reasons behind this are very complicated, but exercising more is by no means a bad thing. Your Majesty is as strong as a bull. This is the result of twelve years of accumulation from the age of ten to twenty-two. Long-term high-intensity exercise has enhanced your Majesty's resistance to disease through repeated exercise.

"Your Majesty, there are many well-trained elite soldiers from the Beijing camp in your body. The northern barbarians may break through the pass and attack when they are unprepared, but once the elite soldiers react, these barbarians will surely die." Li Shizhen tried to make his words less difficult to understand.

The disease-causing bugs may have the upper hand for a while, but as long as Your Majesty can recover and survive, you will really survive.

"What is the output of this old brine?" Zhu Yijun asked curiously, looking at the two small bottles in front of him.

"One unit is measured as one person's daily usage, and only 4,000 units can be produced in a year. This output is very low, which means that it can only be used in the capital, but cannot benefit the people." Li Shizhen said with great regret. It is easy to use, but the output is so scarce that it can only be used exclusively by the royal family, ministers, and military merits, and cannot even be used in the Beijing camp.

"We need to find a high-yield strain." Chen Shigong introduced the dilemma. With the microscope, Daming has kicked open the door to the microscopic world. Just like there are different breeds of rabbits, there are also different breeds of strains that produce brine. The Jiekui Institute is still looking for a high-yield strain.

The current progress is not optimistic.

“It’s okay. Take it step by step. If it’s not possible today, it may be possible in ten years. If it’s not possible after ten years, it may be possible in fifty years or a hundred years. It will be possible in the end. There may be some twists and turns in the middle, but it will definitely be done.” Zhu Yijun said with a smile.

Li Yashi is talking nonsense, what bullshit is high morality a disadvantage, high morality is an advantage!

Being responsible for history is one of the products of high morality and a precious treasure that Taixi will never be able to obtain in his lifetime!

Li Shizhen said: "Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty is the people, and Japan is the strain. Compared with the stability of the Ming Dynasty, Japan is very unstable, and the same is true for small foreign countries, because mutations and accidents will continue to occur. This is the result of scale."

"Compared with the huge human system, bacterial strains are more susceptible to mutation. We have achieved some results in using arsenic, also known as arsenic trioxide, to induce mutations in bacterial strains."

Your Majesty is a politician, a well-deserved politician, so when Li Shizhen explained some issues, he interpreted them in this way to make it easier for Your Majesty to understand.

"Well, I don't quite understand, but since there are results, it proves that the direction is correct." Zhu Yijun said that he was not proficient in this field, but the path of mutagenesis was the right one.

In fact, the mutagenesis used in the Jiekuin Hospital was not just arsenic. All kinds of extremely poisonous poisons were used, even snake venom was among them. Control experiments were done on light, temperature, etc., and arsenic was just one of them. The general idea was to drastically and dramatically change the environment to induce mutations. This is a specific practice of anthropic theory.

Theory guides practice, and practice perfects theory. This is the unity of knowledge and action in accordance with conscience, and it is also the explanation of all principles through the successive contradictions.

To study the infinite principles of all things, we need to break down the boundaries of cognition bit by bit, summarize experience, and obtain results. Each step is difficult. When you solve one problem, there may be ten more waiting for you.

"Your Majesty, Wang Ci Fu and his son request to see you." The eunuch reported in a low voice.

"Xuan."

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May God bless the Ming Dynasty and your Majesty be in good health! I congratulate the Ming Dynasty and your Majesty!" Wang Chonggu and Wang Qian hurried into the ward. They received the news a little late at the Xishan Coal Bureau, so they hurried over.

"Your Majesty, Zhang Juzheng wants to kill me! Your Majesty, please help me!" Wang Chonggu knelt on the ground, crying and sobbing, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"Ah? Tell me in detail." Zhu Yijun was stunned. Sir, are you so murderous?

(End of this chapter)