Brocade clothing as the country

Chapter 597
"The widow is going to visit a sick person, why bother to wear such complicated clothes."

In the early morning, in the bedroom, Emperor Wanli stood in front of a big bronze mirror, surrounded by several court ladies busy, Zheng Guifei chuckled beside him and said:

"The emperor's visit to Mr. Zhang's house is also a state matter. If you don't follow the etiquette, people outside may talk again."

"I don't see that they have any skills in governing the country and the people. When it comes to rules, everyone is excited."

Emperor Wanli said something disdainful, but he didn't complain anymore. When he was packing his clothes there, he saw the eunuch leader next to Concubine Zheng whispering something to Zhao Jinliang.

"What are you two talking about? Is there anything you can't say in front of the widow?"

Emperor Wanli yelled angrily, Zhao Jinliang was his personal eunuch, and the head of Concubine Zheng's eunuch, He Aiwujiwu, also had a good impression, there was no anger in this yelling, it was just standing there and asking nonsense.

Hearing his question, Concubine Zheng also cast her eyes on the past, the eunuch leader hurriedly stepped back and knelt on the ground, Zhao Jinliang bowed and replied:

"Forgive me, Long Live Lord. Just now, Jia Shanmen said that there are two leaks in the side hall. Let the slaves urge the palace supervisor to repair it. It's about to rain."

"Leaking rain? How long did this matter go to the palace supervisor?"

Emperor Wanli was startled, then his expression changed, and he asked in a cold voice. Concubine Zheng cast a reproachful look at the eunuch kneeling outside, and said with a smile:

"The concubine heard what the servants said before, and there was no delay at the supervisor's side. Xiao Jia is impatient, so Xiao Liang reminded him."

Emperor Wanli snorted coldly, and said:
"These servants only have the Empress Dowager and Feng Daban in their eyes. When will they put the widow and the people around them in their eyes, Xiao Liang, wait for you to go to the straight palace supervisor, and let Lao Li, who holds the palm print, do it today!"

The body of Jia Shanmen who was kneeling outside began to tremble. Emperor Wanli was leaning towards Concubine Zheng, but if he really wanted to ask this question, I am afraid that he would be the culprit who offended the Queen Mother and several eunuchs. If he is detained, even Concubine Zheng will blame him, and the person who will be mentioned next may not care, he might be smashed to pieces.

Zhao Jinliang, who was standing in front of him, received the decree first, paused there, and reported:
"Long Live Lord, Zhang Cheng and Eunuch Zhang's residence was damaged in two places yesterday. The servants went to the Zhidian Supervisor to ask for repairs. They said that the manpower was busy everywhere in the palace, and it would take a few days to line up... Say, there are a lot of places that need to be repaired in the two places of Compassionate Ninggong and Xiyuan."

It's all for others, Zhao Jinliang went to talk, and he was repairing the house of the second person in the inner prison. How dare the straight palace supervisor be negligent, but he still couldn't go immediately, it seemed that he was really busy.

Needless to say, the residence of the Empress Dowager in the Palace of Compassion and Ning, Xiyuan is the most frequented place for Emperor Wanli and Concubine Zheng, so the Zhidian Supervisor naturally wanted to rank these two places at the top.

Hearing this, Emperor Wanli was not angry anymore, he just shook his sleeves and said:
"This is the fault of the rules. There are so many houses in the palace, and there are rules everywhere. They are all left by the ancestors and cannot be messed with. But after so many years, there have been many problems, big and small, and they can only be repaired like this. , Xiao Liang, go and say hello to the Zhidian Supervisor, and we must arrange it as soon as possible."

Everyone knew that Emperor Wanli had calmed down. Concubine Zheng thanked Zhao Jinliang with a smile.

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"My humble minister welcomes His Majesty, long live my emperor!!"

The main gate of the mansion of Zhang Juzheng, the Taishi, the prince Taishi, the great scholar of Zhongjidian, and the chief assistant of the cabinet was opened, and a group of Zhang family's children wore official uniforms and knelt down to welcome Emperor Wanli.

Emperor Wanli stepped out of the sedan chair, glanced at him, and said in a gentle voice:
"Get up, the widow is here to visit a sick person, you don't have to go through such a big trouble, it's not good to disturb Mr. Zhang!"

Hearing the emperor's words, everyone thanked En and got up quickly. According to the etiquette rules, Zhang Juzheng's eldest son, Zhang Jingxiu, hurriedly followed. His eldest son is the sixth-rank official, which is indeed lower.

In the Jiajing year, Yan Shifan, the son of the first assistant Yan Song, and Xu Fan, the son of Xu Jie, the first assistant at the end of Jiajing and the beginning of Longqing, had already taken the position of minister of the Ministry of Industry at Zhang Jingxiu's age.

If Zhang Juzheng avoided suspicion, the fourth son of the Zhang family, that is, Zhang Jianxiu, the fourth younger brother of Zhang Jingxiu, now has the title of Commander of Jinyiwei, and is also a top-notch rich.

Zhang Juzheng's power is all over the government and the public, but he doesn't say anything about the word clean and honest. No one in the world knows that he has given enough money to You Qi, and there is nothing he can't do. Officials must be clean and honest, they must not buy or sell officials, and they are not allowed to exploit. Zhang Jingxiu's style is highly praised among the ruling and opposition parties.

The most important thing in the Ming Dynasty was a Jinshi background. If you win the Jinshi, you will have the foundation for success, but after you win the Jinshi, there are various differences. Being an official in the Ministry of Rites is one of the most noble shortcuts.

Everyone can understand the various arrangements. Mr. Zhang Ge has high expectations for his eldest son. From the very beginning, he has paved the way for him to live in the wild. Around the age of 40, one may be released, and it is even possible to join the cabinet.

It is indeed extremely rare in Ming Dynasty for father and son to be in the cabinet together, but considering Zhang Juzheng's current power position, who can say that it is impossible?
"How is Mr. Zhang?"

When Emperor Wanli stepped into the gate, he asked. Zhang Jingxiu looked quite haggard, his eyes were red and bloodshot. Hearing Emperor Wanli's question, he hurried forward and replied:

"Reporting to Your Majesty, my father was in a coma for less than half an hour this morning, and the two imperial physicians did not dare to prescribe the medicine. They said that at this time, the tonic medicines such as wild ginseng caused heat poisoning. ..."

The emperor got off the sedan chair in front of the gate and walked into the mansion. This was a great favor for a courtier, but Zhang Jingxiu's rambling answer was a bit impolite. It was clearly that the imperial physician sent by the palace was not capable enough.

Zhang Jingxiu stopped in the middle of speaking, not because he knew what he said was wrong, but because he found that Emperor Wanli was stunned there.

Talking and walking, a group of people had already entered the atrium at this time, when Emperor Wanli stopped, the people behind also stopped, and they were all a little flustered.

The emperor stopped, what the hell was he doing? Zhang Cheng glanced sideways forward, only to find that Emperor Wanli was looking around in a daze. The servant girls stopped for a while, the atrium was ordinary, but Emperor Wanli seemed to be attracted by something, looking here and there.

"Long live, long live..."

Zhang Cheng hurriedly yelled a few words in a low voice, Emperor Wanli shook his head, and then he realized that he said "oh", and continued to walk forward.

I don't know if Zhang Jingxiu heard what Zhang Jingxiu said about his illness just now, but Emperor Wanli didn't ask any questions on the way.

When they arrived at Zhang Juzheng's inner house, all the female relatives dispersed, but several people sent by the imperial hospital knelt to greet him at the door. Emperor Wanli asked:
"How is Mr. Zhang?"

Hearing Emperor Wanli's question, the imperial doctors exchanged glances with each other, all of them showed helpless expressions. Yu Xiuhai, the director of the imperial hospital, gritted his teeth, kowtowed heavily, and said with a bow:

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the ministers are incompetent, the heat poison has been invading for a long time, and now it is spreading to all limbs and veins..."

Zhang Jingxiu, who was standing by the emperor's side, swayed a few times when the imperial doctor spoke like this. If someone hadn't supported him, he might have fainted on the ground.

When Emperor Wanli heard this, he froze and his face sank. The inner courtyard was eerily quiet, but the suppressed cries of the female relatives could be heard from the side room.

After a long time, Emperor Wanli sighed, shook his head and said nothing, and was about to enter the room, but Zhang Cheng beside him hurriedly asked:

"Yu Xiuhai, will Mr. Zhang Ge's illness infect others?"

The director of the Tai Hospital hurriedly kowtowed and replied:
"Mr. Zhang Ge's illness is an internal disease, and no one else can get it. The servants in Zhang's mansion have been fine for dozens of days."

After he finished speaking, Emperor Wanli had already entered the room.

The stern teacher who used to teach the scriptures in Prince Yu's Mansion, the unsmiling Mr. Zhang in the palace, and the old Zhang Ge who ruled everything in the court are now just a weak old man lying on a hospital bed.

The room is filled with a strong medicinal fragrance, people are not very comfortable in it, apart from this smell, there is always a disgusting fishy smell and a stronger sandalwood fragrance.

"Your Majesty, I am unable to move freely and cannot meet Your Majesty in person. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me!"

The voice of speaking was very weak, Zhang Juzheng's complexion was quite rosy, even a little too red, under such a strange ruddy, it was a kind of abnormal gray defeat, Emperor Wanli hurried forward a few steps, reached the bedside and held Zhang Juzheng struggling to lift him up. Raising his arms, he said with concern:

"Mr. Zhang has worked hard for the country, and that's why he suffered from this illness. He must take care of his illness with peace of mind."

"Your Majesty, you don't need to comfort me. I'm a bit concerned about my body. I'm afraid it won't happen...I still have so many things to do... This is life!"

Zhang Juzheng's voice trembled, he said a few words and sighed dejectedly, Emperor Wanli also shook his head, with a sense of sadness on his face.

"Your Majesty, one whip can fill the national treasury. If it is to be carried out, the father and son of the Tartars will continue to inherit power, and their strength will not decrease. Your Majesty will be a restraining general. You must not go out lightly, and start a frontier quarrel... Your Majesty, some of the ministers Children are not sensible, I can't rest assured..."

"Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I will obey what you say, and my son will treat you kindly."

Wanli opened his mouth to answer, but his eyes were a little erratic. He looked at the silver hook hook hooked to the bed curtain for a while, and at the crystal clear jade bowl for medicine placed on the small sandalwood table.
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