The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

No.

not even one.

Jiajing finally let out a long sigh.

Even the most stubborn emperor has to bow his head to Yan Song, the black and evil boss.

This time I was determined not to kill Shen Yiguan and offend the landlord class, but the situation of internal and external difficulties, the joint attack of Nurhachi + Li Zicheng once again shattered the emperor's stubbornness, and the crisis made the emperor once again succumb to Yan Song's feet.

Of course, Jiajing didn't know that Yan Song had the ability to remotely control Li Zicheng, otherwise he would be even more depressed.

The real ruler of Ming Dynasty, is he the emperor or Yan Song?

Jiajing waved to Lu Bing weakly, and said with a wry smile: "You, go to Yan Song's mansion and bring a word. Forget it, I'd better go in person."

Soon the news spread.

The ministers were shocked.

The majestic emperor, going to the chief assistant's house?

This has never happened in the history of Ming Dynasty.

Even after the supremacy of the emperor was established, a phenomenon that rarely occurred.

Since ancient times, emperors have seldom visited courtiers' homes.

There is only one exception.

It is a high-ranking courtier who is dying of a serious illness. When he is dying, the emperor can visit him and listen to his dying words.

But once the visit is over, this courtier will not die.

Now, Jiajing actually wants to go to Yan Song's house in person?

Lu Bing persuaded: "Your Majesty, you can just go."

"No!" Jiajing sighed: "Yan Aiqing has made great achievements through hard work, and she is the backbone of the country and the pillar of the country. Now that I am tired and sick from working on state affairs, can't I go and see for myself?"

While talking, Jiajing silently shed tears in his heart.

This Yan Song really knows how to make things happen.

After this wave of incidents, I have to go to his mansion and condescend to invite him out of the mountain in person.

What is this all about?

Jiajing, who loves face, is unwilling to do this, but what can he do?

Hundreds of thousands of urgent documents flew towards his dragon case like a snowflake.

If Jiajing didn't invite Yan Song to take charge of the overall situation, the great Ming Jiangshan Sheji might even kneel down in this wave.

Jiajing people are very smart and have a clear mind, knowing that this is by no means empty talk.

"Let's go!" Jiajing stood up, his teeth itching with hatred, and said: "In ancient times, Liu Xuande was able to visit the thatched cottage three times. I will also personally go to Yan Aiqing's house and invite this Zhuge Liang back! I want to see if he is really sick or not?"

Everyone still wanted to dissuade him, but Jiajing had made up his mind, so he had to go out of the palace with Jiajing.

Of course, Huang Jin's tip-off had already rushed to the Yan Mansion.

The emperor's holy driving out of the palace naturally aroused the crowds of people who eat melons.

"Huh? The emperor's holy driver has left the palace? Where are you going?"

"Nowadays the state affairs are urgent, the emperor shouldn't be in the mood to go out for a while, right?"

"Didn't you see his holy driver heading straight for Yan Ge's old mansion? This is to ask Yan Ge to come out of the mountain."

"In the last wave, it was said that the emperor sent three elders to invite Yan Song, but they were thrown out."

"The emperor personally went to visit Elder Yan Ge? This is great news."

There are never too few people watching the excitement.

It didn't take long for Yan Song's mansion to have three floors inside and three floors outside, surrounded by these people watching the excitement and eating melons.

The emperor's holy car was struggling to walk in the crowd. If Lu Bing hadn't sent thousands of Jinyi guards in advance to form a human wall to block the crowd, the holy car would not have been able to get through.

Jiajing saw so many people staring at him, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he was going to invite Yan Song out of the mountain, and felt very...

ashamed...

On the street of Yan Song's mansion, Sheng Jia finally stopped.

".々What's going on?" Jiajing kicked the pedal impatiently.

On the holy sedan chair, there is a pedal, as long as the emperor kicks it, the accompanying eunuch will receive the news, and the emperor will run over, and the provincial emperor will shout indecently at the top of his voice.

Huang Jin ran over, wiped his cold sweat and said, "Your Majesty, the old man's mansion is right in front of you, but Sheng Jia can't pass through."

"What?" Jiajing was furious: "Who else in this world dares to stop Shengjia? Are you impatient?"

As the Son of Heaven, he is naturally qualified to be so arrogant.

According to the law of the Ming Dynasty, it is a serious crime to beheaded.It will even implicate the nine clans.

But Huang Jin couldn't stop laughing awkwardly, and said in a cold sweat: "Your Majesty, this time, we really can't get past it. Because... the elder Yan Ge is going to the funeral ahead!"