Unofficial History of Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty

The Longevity Festival is approaching, and Emperor Zhengde clamored for congratulatory gifts, so Jiang Bin had no choice but to wander around the capital alone.I picked it for a long time, but there was nothing I liked.Emperor Zhengde didn't lack anything, so this ceremony was really difficult.He had no idea for a moment, so he wandered to the herbal medicine shop he opened together with Wu Jie, went in to have a look, and the people inside also looked at him, guessing that this handsome young man just walked around and didn't open his mouth, maybe there was some hidden disease.

Jiang Bin was thinking about his own affairs, but he didn't pay attention to other people's eyes. He went in and chatted with the accountant for a few words, then lifted the curtain and came out, only to see a man dressed as a Confucian scholar waiting by the door.

In the teahouse, the storyteller was talking loudly: "This barefoot immortal is used to living in the sky, how can he go down to earth? The Jade Emperor can't, so he has to agree to send Wenqu Xingjun and Wuqu Xingjun to help him! The barefoot immortal is reincarnated. Became the emperor, he cried a lot as soon as he was born, and urged Wenqu and Wuqu to come down to earth quickly. "The Lord of the Big Dipper dies, and the Lord of the South Dipper lives", all the stars in the sky must first go to the Nandou Xingjun to make a note. Take a facial mask and put it on. On that day, Wuqu and Wenqu came to pick up the facial makeup. Nandou Xingjun and Beidou Xingjun were playing chess in full swing, so they left the two aside. Wenqu Xingjun was very talented, but he was impatient. Nandou Xingjun's Qiankun bag, touched a face from inside, and hurriedly went to the lower world to reincarnate. Wuqu Xingjun is naturally dull, and after the two Xingjun finished playing chess, he explained his intentions. Nandou Xingjun found the Qiankun bag, but what happened I couldn't find the military general's facial makeup, so I had no choice but to give the scholar's facial makeup to Wu Qu Xingjun. The military general Wu Quxing voted for was handsome, but he liked to dance knives and guns since he was a child. A heroic general in the Song Dynasty, he fought in the north and the south, and made many military exploits. But because of his handsome appearance, he often wore a ghost mask when he went out to battle, and he was called "Mian Nie General". Wenqu Xingjun, who mistakenly took the mask of a general, was born early, but he was a Unfriendly black charcoal face. Fortunately, at the age of 28, he became a Jinshi and became a generation of upright officials praised by thousands of people..." At this point, the storyteller paused, "Does anyone here know the identities of these two?"

Immediately someone said: "Isn't it the Northern Song Dynasty general Di Qing and Bao Zheng Bao Qingtian?"

The storyteller slapped his tongue, and said with a "snap": "Exactly!"

Some of the audience said: "It's a pity that General Di died unjustly!"

As soon as he said this, echoes echoed everywhere, and the storyteller sighed a few words, and then talked about the numerous battles of General Di Qing of Mian Nie.

Yang Tinghe by the window on the second floor withdrew his gaze, took a sip of tea and said, "What do Master Jiang think?"

"Nonsense."

Yang Tinghe put down his cup, his eyes were like autumn waves, his eyebrows were like distant mountains, Jiang Bin hurriedly turned his eyes away.

"But he is neutral and irritable, and he will offend him a lot. Don't care about him, Mr. Wangjiang."

Yan Song, the character is only in the middle.Jiang Bin reckoned that this was not the reason why Yang Tinghe came to him, so he agreed and waited for him to finish.

At this time, the storyteller finished another paragraph, patted his tongue and said, "Let's listen to the next chapter to break it down", then left behind a group of tea drinkers who stretched their necks and swaggered away.The audience discussed a few words in dissatisfaction, and their voices weakened.

When the second pot of tea was served, Jiang Bin finally expected Yang Tinghe to speak.

"Master Jiang, the emperor's mind, you and I both understand, if one day, the snipe and clam know about it and are manipulated by the fisherman, what does Lord Jiang think, where should we start?"

Where to start? The "fisherman" Emperor Zhengde didn't lose his morality or the hearts of the people, and the "snipe and clam" couldn't turn him against him, so he took the "sycophant" beside him as a knife, but so what?Jiang Bin knew from the time he returned with the 30 taels of silver in his pocket that his schemes had been buried deep all these years, and he had to ask for an explanation when the branches and leaves were scattered.

"The first assistant is too worried, the emperor's heart is full of the world, if there is such a day, why do you need to worry about it?"

Yang Tinghe's eyes never left Jiang Bin's face. After hearing this sentence, Fang moved down and landed on his waist.

"This Si Nanpei, can he really avoid evil?"

Now that the conversation has reached this point, Jiang Bin no longer detours, drank the tea in his cup and said: "Master Yang, please go back!"

Three days before the Longevity Festival, there was another disturbance by soldiers in the Xiguan Hall. Two children were trampled to death by a horse.This incident alarmed inside and outside the capital. Under the leadership of the cabinet, hundreds of officials knelt outside the Meridian Gate and implored Emperor Zhengde to expel the frontier army from Beijing.These are the officials who handed over the playbooks, called requests, but actually threats.Fortunately, Yang Yiqing, Wang Qiong, Qiao Yu, Wang Shouren, Xiao Jui and other generals were not among them.

Emperor Zhengde climbed onto the high platform to look at the dark place, and called "Daji" to Jiang Bin.

Jiang Bin pretended not to hear, and looked down at the densely packed heads. Yang Tinghe and Yang Shen were not among them, but Yan Song was the first to bear the brunt.The long-planned bold move has just begun, and Emperor Zhengde will never compromise easily, but how should such a stalemate end?

Emperor Zhengde ordered someone to bring a chair, set up an awning to look at the sky and said: "It seems to be raining today."

Sure enough, at noon, thunder was rolling, and a heavy rain poured down.Emperor Zhengde looked happily at the civil servants who were drenched in water. He felt sorry for several old officials who were not strong enough. After a while, they couldn't stand it anymore, and their bodies were lifted down when they were tilted.

Emperor Zhengde felt bored after looking at it for a while, so he called Jiang Bin, Zhang Yong and others to place a table horse tag together.Jiang Bin stared at Song Jiang on the card in a daze, always feeling that this matter was a bit strange. Emperor Zhengde's inaction was so determined, did he foresee the result, or was there something else hidden?

The rain seemed to be falling endlessly, and in the evening, two-thirds of the people under the head had decreased, and there were some young and strong people left. Although their eyes were dim from hunger, they still knelt with their backs straight.

Emperor Zhengde waved his hand and returned to the Leopard Room.

Early the next morning, he didn't go to court anymore, so he ordered someone to set up a shed on the high platform, and watched the officials shaking their heads while having breakfast with Jiang Bin.

Jiang Bin was stared at by those cynical eyes, wanted to leave but couldn't, until there was a thunder, and Zhang Rui came with a few eunuchs.

"Your Majesty, Yang Shoufu's father passed away three days ago."

According to the ancestral system, when the parents of an official in the court die, regardless of their official position, they have to return to their ancestral home to guard the system for three years from the day they learn of the funeral. This is called Ding You.Thinking of Yang Tinghe's personal search before, Jiang Bin suddenly realized that at that time Yang Tinghe should have known that his father died of illness, and only for today's situation, he kept it secret...

"Then we will mourn for him!" Emperor Zhengde casually picked up a piece of pastry and fed it into Wangwei's mouth.

Zhang Yong hurriedly withdrew.

After a while, an eunuch said loudly that the imperial envoy had gone to Yang Tinghe's mansion to deliver an edict, and Emperor Zhengde retained Yang Shoufu, who lost his father three days ago, so that he would not have to resign from his official post, and instead of wearing official uniform, he would govern affairs in plain uniform.

The officials who were exhausted were stunned as if they had been struck by lightning.That is to say, Yang Shoufu, who secretly picked them to confront the emperor, lost his father three days ago, should he go back to Ding You according to the rules?The change of this group of dragons without a leader and the coercion that made the crowd excited turned into a complete farce.Before the civil servants could react, another imperial envoy came forward to announce the decree——Anyone who takes the lead in making troubles and submits a letter to expel the frontier army will be given [-] court sticks and two months' salary as a show of light punishment.

The [-]th board is indeed nothing, not to mention that Emperor Zhengde had spoken first and asked his subordinates to be merciful.However, these civil servants knelt all night, were hungry for two meals, and got caught in the rain... When they were stripped of their pants and beaten, they had the backbone to hold back their screams before, but then they stopped screaming.

Jiang Bin looked at Yan Song in front of him, his body was already soaked, and a few strands of hair were sticking to his forehead in embarrassment. Enduring the pain, his lips were bitten bloody, and a pair of bloodshot eyes of resentment stared fixedly at the place on the high platform. Jiang Bin on board.

Jiang Bin clenched his fingers, trying to look away, but suddenly caught a glimpse of a half peach wood hairpin protruding from Yan Song's sleeve...

The civil servants who received the imperial staff were carried down one by one, and the rest were shaking like a sieve.Fortunately, Emperor Zhengde did not convict him again, and let them go with a wave of his hand.

Looking at these civil servants who were domineering and domineering on weekdays but now lost their souls, Jiang Bin suddenly felt a little tired.He turned his head, looked at the black and blue curves of Emperor Zhengde's eyes, and wondered if he was left alone in this endless struggle for power, would he feel a little lonely?