The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

He's not that easy to fool.

If it is said that Yan Song has credit, hard work, and fatigue, he believes it all, but if he is said to be such a strong guy, he can't get sick and even go into a coma, which makes Jiajing very suspicious.

"It's true." Bao Zheng had no choice but to stand out, cupped his hands and said, "I checked his pulse, and it's true that Mr. Yan Ge's pulse is chaotic, it doesn't look like he's pretending to be sick."

"Also in Yan Ge's hometown, 380 is crying loudly, and even the coffin has been delivered." Yang Bo also testified helplessly.

"What are you talking about? The coffins are here?" Jiajing's eyes widened, and he sat down on the dragon chair.

He had to believe it now.

These days, people don't buy coffins on purpose when they are sick, cursing themselves for an early death.

Yan Song played too much this time, even Jiajing knelt down.

"This, how could it be like this?" Jiajing looked at the mountain of state affairs, and the six ministers and ministers who looked like headless flies, and felt like crying without tears...

Suddenly I want to cry.

He can't even care about being angry with Yan Song now, if Yan Song is really a dog, who can clean up the mess of Daming?

Shen Shixing was unpredictable, took a step forward, and said sadly: "Your Majesty, according to Chen Yuanyuan, Mrs. Yan Ge's wife, Yan Ge's illness is mainly due to worry, slander and fear of ridicule. Shen Yiguan and others made rumors that he was a disaster. , Colluding with rebels, colluding with internal and external enemies, Mr. Yan Ge is busy with state affairs on the one hand, and worried on the other, so he can't afford to get sick... Alas! He is really difficult."

Shen Shixing is the shadow of Yan Song placed in the cabinet.

If Yan Song is inconvenient to say, Shen Shixing will say it.

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Chapter 1889 Force the king!One forced the light and cold fourteen states! 【5】

Shen Shixing usually handles things fairly, and never gets close to Yan Song. On the surface, the friendship between the two is like that of gentlemen, and even Shen Shixing's position is much gentler than Yan Song's on many things, and the two have fierce confrontations from time to time.

Even Emperor Jiajing didn't doubt Shen Shixing's identity.

At this time, Shen Shixing connected Yan Song's illness with Shen Yiguan, and it was Yan Song's salt bearer-telling the emperor that if Shen Yiguan was not killed, Yan Song would not be able to get up.

Thinking of this, Jiajing's eyes became more murderous, and he yelled at him.

"It's Shen Yiguan's rebellious ministers who claim to be clean ministers. They are full and have nothing to do. For their own self-interest, they framed and framed Yan Aiqing, which made Yan Aiqing so embarrassed and unable to afford illness!"

In fact, Jiajing really understood in his heart that Yan Song's coquettish operation was to put pressure on him. He also knew that Yan Song was touching porcelain, retreating to advance, threatening himself as the emperor, and slaughtering his political opponents to get out of the mountain?

But what else could he do?

He has only two choices, either not to kill Shen Yiguan, not to deal with Shen Yiguan, and let the situation continue to be deadlocked...

In that way, there is still no one to preside over the court, and the Great Ming Dynasty is corrupting every day, and the urgent battle reports from the front will bury him like snowflakes every day...

Not only did Jiajing himself not want to practice, but he also lost a lot of hair every day.

I ask you how much you can worry, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward...

If this drags on, Daming will not collapse, Jiajing doesn't know, anyway, his hair will die young...

At that time, maybe Yan Song is pretending to be sick, and he, the emperor, will really be sick...

Maybe, before the coffin Yan Song lay down, he, the emperor, would move to Yongling. (Yongling in the Ming Tombs, the mausoleum of Jiajing)

Another way is to abandon the car to protect the handsome.

Kill Shen Yiguan, severely deal with the bureaucratic landlord class, in exchange for Yan Song's health "better".

It's just that this decision is not easy to make.

It is difficult for modern people to imagine the huge influence of the ancient bureaucratic landlord class on the emperor.

It can be said that the emperor cannot stand firm without the support of the bureaucratic landlord class.

Yongzheng offended the bureaucratic landlords, resulting in eternal infamy.

Why doesn't Jiajing know?

If he really kills Shen Yiguan and starts a big cleansing of the bureaucratic and landlord class, will the foundation of the Ming Empire that has been maintained for more than 100 years be shaken?

Both ends are in trouble.

"Yan Aiqing, you have given me a big problem."

Jiajing gritted his back teeth and said.

The "dying" Yan Song sent the three of them away, and immediately regained his spirits at home.

Elizabeth and other beauties watched the coffin delivered to Yan Song's room with a speechless expression.

Chen Yuanyuan frowned, and reprimanded Yan Nian: "It's just a show, why did you really send the coffin? And send it to the room?"

Yan Nian looked aggrieved.

Yan Song chuckled and said, "It's okay! The old man asked him to send it."

He jumped up with a grunt, not even the slightest bit sick, walked to the coffin in good spirits, touched the coffin and said with a smile: "This coffin is my treasure."

Chen Yuanyuan, Lan Fenghuang and others: "... When it comes to acting, I admire you!"

Yan Song is a contemporary time traveler, and he doesn't have any feudal superstitions of the Ming people. The more he looked at this coffin, the more he fell in love with it. He even hummed a little song and climbed onto the coffin.

Chen Yuanyuan's face turned pale with fright: "Master, what are you doing? This is not auspicious."

Yan Song blinked, and said with an inscrutable smile: "Is this coffin buried for the elder of the pavilion, or for Shen Yiguan? It's hard to say. In short, this treasure is my amulet. As long as the emperor comes, I will go to the coffin." Lie down inside! The Heavenly King Lao Tzu is here, so what can I do?"