Ming Dynasty: At the beginning, the house was ransacked and the ancestral temple was burned down.

Chapter 70 Your Majesty, I can still do it!
  "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Jing, who was napping next to the dragon couch, was startled awake by Zhu Yijun's sudden move and hurriedly got up to ask.

I saw Zhu Yijun sweating profusely and his eyes full of fear, as if he had had a very terrifying nightmare!
  Indeed, Zhu Yijun had a nightmare. He dreamed that Zhang Juzheng was not dead yet.

Empress Dowager Li once told Zhu Yijun that Zhang Juzheng could not retire until he was thirty years old.

Zhu Yijun in the dream was already thirty years old. He ran to Queen Mother Li happily and asked excitedly:
  "Mother, I am already thirty this year! You once said that Mr. Zhang will serve as an official when I am thirty, can you let him go now?"

In the dream, Zhu Yijun pretended to be his grandson for twenty years. No, it should be his son. He thought that he could finally get rid of Zhang Juzheng's clutches and finally hold the power!

As a result, Queen Mother Li in the dream said: "Look at you now! How do you look like an emperor? How do you have the responsibilities that I, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, should have? Let's wait until you are forty years old!"

Zhu Yijun in the dream was very disappointed and had no choice but to leave.

Year after year, Zhu Yijun in the dream finally reached the age of forty.

He happily ran to Queen Mother Li again and asked with great excitement: "Queen Mother, I am already forty, can Mr. Zhang leave?"

Queen Mother Li replied: "Wait ten more years, wait until you are fifty."

Zhu Yijun had no choice but to leave unwillingly again...

In this way, ten years after another, Zhu Yijun slept for less than half an hour in reality, but in his dream, several decades passed.

Queen Mother Li's words are always changing, from "I won't say it until I'm thirty" to "I won't say it until I'm forty", then to "I won't say it until I'm fifty", then to "I won't say it until I'm sixty"...

Until the end, Zhu Yijun, with his head full of white hair and tremblingly on crutches, asked Queen Mother Li:
  "Mother, I am about to die, and Mr. Zhang is over a hundred years old. Can he leave?"

This time, before Queen Mother Li could answer, another figure appeared.

I saw the extremely old Zhang Juzheng walking over with a hunched figure and said to Zhu Yijun:

"Your Majesty, I can persist for another ten years, why don't you wait another ten years?"

This time, Zhu Yijun finally couldn't bear it anymore!

He threw the crutch in his hand to the ground, pointed at Zhang Juzheng and said angrily:

"Why aren't you dead yet!?"

……

Recalling this nightmare, Zhu Yijun couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. He was glad that Zhang Juzheng died early, otherwise this scene would have really happened...

Just when Zhu Yijun was glad that this was just a dream and was about to lie back to sleep, he suddenly smelled a burnt aroma.

Just when Zhu Yijun was wondering where the smell came from, shouts came one after another from outside the hall:

"It's not good! The Qianqing Palace is in trouble!"

"Save the Emperor quickly! The Emperor is still inside!"

……

In the twelfth year of Wanli, June 20th.

This day was restless and strange. Not only did Shen Shixing, the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty's cabinet, smash his head and lose his face in a "bizarre way", but even the Emperor of Ming Dynasty in the Forbidden City, the Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun, almost had an accident!
  Because His Majesty the Emperor ordered it to be 'brighter', candles and lanterns were lit everywhere in the Qianqing Palace.

There were so many candles lit, but a gust of evil wind came from nowhere and blew the sparks outside the palace where His Majesty the Emperor slept.

Due to the palace being in disrepair and the recent dry weather, the fire started quickly!

Fortunately, it was discovered early and His Majesty's dragon body was not burned, but nearly a third of the sleeping hall was still burned down.

As soon as this incident came out, everyone in the government and the public was shocked. Some people even spread rumors that it was Zhang Juzheng's ghost who was causing trouble!
  The house in which His Majesty the Emperor lives burned down, and of course it must be repaired. But building a palace is not like building an ordinary house. It would cost a huge sum of money.

Fortunately, Zhang Juzheng saved a lot of money for the treasury when he was alive. Although he was rejected by the Ministry of Revenue twice, Zhu Yijun was still allowed to get the money to build the palace.

Zhu Yijun was not happy when he got the money, he was even angry.

"As an emperor, I just allocated some money from the treasury to build a palace! But I still have to be shunned by these ministers who have no king or father! Is this Ming Dynasty mine or theirs?"

Zhu Yijun was very unhappy. When he thought that the place where he, the lofty emperor, slept was burned down, these ministers who kept talking about "the king and father are Yao and Shun" all day long were not worried that he, the 'king and father', would have no place to sleep. He repeatedly shied away from paying for house repairs!
  Return to your father! Whose 'son' treats 'I' like this?

Accompanying him was Zhang Cheng, who had just returned to Beijing. Seeing that His Majesty the Emperor was troubled about money, he rolled his eyes a few times and came up with an idea.

"Your Majesty, our Ming Dynasty has a vast territory, vast territory and rich resources, and there is silver everywhere. Why don't you follow the example of Emperor Shizong and issue an order to send people to mine silver mines among the people?"

Zhang Cheng's idea suddenly made Zhu Yijun's eyes light up!
  But soon, Zhu Yijun became entangled again.

It wasn't that Zhu Yijun didn't want to mine silver mines, but that he remembered his grandfather, Emperor Shizong Jiajing, who was opposed by many ministers in the court when he ordered the mining of silver mines.

Even though his grandfather Emperor Jiajing had a "white glove" like Yan Song, there were still so many ministers who opposed the mining of silver mines. What's more, he was a polished emperor who was forced to go to the palace by hundreds of officials even when he was training troops in the palace. 'Woolen cloth?

Zhu Yijun sighed. Inexplicably, he suddenly thought that if Zhang Juzheng was still here...

No, Zhang Juzheng would not agree to let him open the Caiyin Mine!
  They even scolded him for wasting money and wasting the people, and asked him to improve his moral character and not only think about money, but to be a frugal emperor!

Zhu Yijun also wanted to laugh, laughing at himself for actually thinking that if Zhang Juzheng was still alive, would someone be on his side.

He laughed at his own naivety, at his own stupidity, and at himself that he was so sick that he wanted to seek medical treatment indiscriminately.

"How is Mr. Shen's injury?" Zhu Yijun suddenly asked.

Zhang Cheng was also puzzled. Wasn't he talking about mining? Why did it involve Shen Shixing?

Feeling puzzled in his heart, Zhang Cheng quickly replied: "When I got back to the emperor, the imperial doctor said that Shen Ge always had skin injuries. He just looked scary, so it's okay."

"Oh." Zhu Yijun acted a little coldly, and he said meaningfully: "Zhang Cheng, bring me some imperial medicine to remove scars, and go see Mr. Shen in person. The chief minister of the Ming Dynasty is the 'face' of the imperial court. , but you can’t lose your appearance.”

"My servant obeys the order." Zhang Cheng immediately agreed, knowing full well that there was something in His Majesty's sudden change of tone. He was asking him to "discuss" with Shen Shixing about mining silver mines on the pretext of "visiting a patient." ah!

……

Zhang Cheng left, Zhang Jing came.

Zhang Jing also brought a piece of news, a piece of news that immediately made Zhu Yijun black-faced!

(End of this chapter)