Unofficial History of Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty

When Jiang Bin returned to the palace, the sky was red.The mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building, and a corner of the curtain was lifted. Jiang Bin looked at the moonlight flowing in, and suddenly thought of Yang Tinghe whom he saw when he rode with Emperor Zhengde for the first time.That touch of red, dazzlingly bright, seemed to be doomed somewhere in the dark.He is the doom of Emperor Zhengde, and Emperor Zhengde is his own doom.

The continuous palace walls under the moon are like a giant dragon without head and tail, its ups and downs seem to be submissive, but also seem to wait for the opportunity to move.

Jiang Bin got out of the sedan chair, straightened his back and walked across the roads and bridges. The memories he woke up from time to time were casual words, a smile, and a love.

When he arrived at Xiyuan, a thin layer of sweat was already on his forehead, Jiang Bin slowed down and walked slowly on the labyrinth-like winding road.A servant on duty passed by, bowed respectfully and stepped aside, watching him go away.This strict hierarchical regulation reminded Jiang Bin of the clear-cut differences back then. He overstepped too much, and thought that this overstepping was a matter of course for two people to love each other.

When he arrived at Xiyuan, a thin layer of sweat was already on his forehead, Jiang Bin slowed down and walked slowly on the labyrinth-like winding road.A servant on duty passed by, bowed respectfully and stepped aside, watching him go away.This strict hierarchical regulation reminded Jiang Bin of the clear-cut differences back then. He overstepped too much, and thought that this overstepping was a matter of course for two people to love each other.

Standing in front of the door, several Jinyi guards on shift saluted him, Jiang Bin suddenly had the urge to turn around and leave, but stepped in disobediently.

Emperor Zhengde, as always, reviewed the memorials before the case. The light from the kerosene lamp coated the handsome king with a layer of gentleness and gentleness. Jiang Bin once thought that this defenseless appearance was proof of his innocence, but now this situation , and how to measure it?

Hearing the movement, Emperor Zhengde raised his head: "Are you back?"

Jiang Bin stood quietly without answering.

Emperor Zhengde turned his eyes away, then lowered his head and continued to sketch: "Let's rest earlier! Don't accompany me."

"The emperor should know who I met."

Emperor Zhengde put down his pen, but only looked at the two lions playing hydrangea on the tread: "Can we discuss it tomorrow?"

Jiang Bin looked at the memorials piled up on his case: "Minister, how dare you disobey the holy will?" After saying that, he turned around with a sneer.

Emperor Zhengde seemed to be stung by that expression, he got up and grabbed him: "If the water is clear, there will be no fish, why do you..."

"Thousands of lives in Xuanfu are no more than ants to the emperor?"

Emperor Zhengde was silent for a while, and then he pressed him on the table suddenly, and the memorials were scattered all over the ground.

"Then why don't you teach me to pay with blood?"

Jiang Bin was hurt by the pen and inkstone paperweight on his back, and looked at the face that was very close to the former Emperor Zhengde.Emperor Zhengde is very much like his father Zhu Youtang. When he smiles, the peach blossoms in March, but when he doesn't smile, he will be majestic.But at this time, those eyes were full of profundity that Jiang Bin could not match, and there was a hesitant sorrow in his anger, but he was so vicious that he would bite off the throat of a disobedient man in the next moment.

This kind of confrontation gave Jiang Bin enough time to recall that day, and the mourning in the rain.Many scenes have been blurred by the years, but I clearly remember the plate of sugar biscuits in Wang Ji's study, the dry mud in the lotus pond behind Wang Xun holding the urn, and the venomous sun protecting the orphan. The old locust tree in the grave... and the head that I have never seen before hanging outside the tartar's tent...

What Jiang Bin thought was revenge, but in the end, it was just the end of a bitter scheme carefully orchestrated by someone he was looking forward to day and night.

"Jiang Bin..." Emperor Zhengde buried his head on his neck, lowered his body like a compromise, and said, "We can discuss it later tonight... okay?" That voice actually contained some subtext of prayer, every word It hit the chest, but it couldn't wake up the deep-sleeping love.

"The emperor ordered Ma Ang and Qian Ning to cooperate with the enemy, so that Ba Tumeng could sneak attack on Xuanfu, and ordered Wang Xun to kill the envoys of the Tatars, in order to retreat to protect his party members. Now there are few wars on the border, and it is all because of the emperor's foresight..." Jiang Bin paused and said, "The emperor ordered Cong Lan to play the part of looking for the memorial, and sent me to investigate the matter of Gu Dayong, Ryan, and the Eight Tigers. What is it for? I thought that it was true at the beginning It was because of Yang Shoufu that he got this high-ranking official with a generous salary by accident, but now that I think about it, it’s not always true..."

Emperor Zhengde stood up and looked at Jiang Bin, the turmoil in his eyes gradually turned into a complete peace: "Jiang Bin, have you thought clearly?"

If you really want to tell the truth, there is no turning back.

Jiang Bin stared at the red jade finger on Emperor Zhengde's thumb and smiled wryly.

"Why don't you go to Nanjing to investigate the case with Qiao Yu and stay for a while..."

"After a while, what's the difference?" Jiang Bin grabbed Emperor Zhengde's hand, slowly pushed it away, and then grabbed the jade pendant around his waist, and pulled it lightly.

Emperor Zhengde, who understood what he was going to do, slammed his fist on the case, causing commotion at the door.

Jiang Bin had never seen Emperor Zhengde furious before. He paused, but Emperor Zhengde had already let go of his hands and turned away: "Tomorrow you will go to Nanjing. Without my permission, you must not take half a step out of the accompanying capital!"

The next day, an imperial decree demoted Jiang Bin to Minister of the Ministry of War in Nanjing, causing an uproar in the court.

Jiang Bin came to the gate of the city on horseback, and suddenly thought of Yan Song, and Yang Tinghe... On that day, he watched the two of them leave, but he did not expect this day to happen to him.

Seeing off, only Wang Qiong, Zhang Yong and Zhang Zhong, the former Shangshu of the Ministry of War in Nanjing.

Wang Qiong looked at Jiang Bin with worried eyes, and Jiang Bin followed the horse's mane and said: "I know that the emperor is the king of Yao and Shun, and everything is for the country... I hope Wang Shangshu will assist the emperor to revive the court."

Wang Qiong shook her head, wanted to say something, but just sighed.

Jiang Bin smiled chillingly, another player in the game.

"The two father-in-laws Yu Jiangbin's kindness is as important as a mountain. If there is a day to come, they will surely repay each other."

Zhang Yong and Zhang Zhong said something that was cherished all the way, Jiang Bin took out a prescription from his arms and handed it over.

Last autumn, Emperor Zhengde got angry, but he lost his temper and refused to take medicine.Jiang Bin had no choice but to ask Wu Jie for advice, and personally boiled tremella and pear paste, lily and lotus seed soup, and put a lot of rock sugar before coaxing Emperor Zhengde, who was afraid of suffering, to take it.

Zhang Yong took Fang Zi and put it in his arms carefully, while Zhang Zhong passed a wooden box over. Jiang Bin thanked them and took it and put it in his bag. After saying goodbye to the three of them, he led the horse and walked slowly towards the city gate.Wang Juwei, who was following him, looked back frequently, but Jiang Bin walked into the morning light without looking back.

Perhaps, he is the "incomplete" in Yang Tinghe's mouth - he wants to show his ambitions and assist Mingjun, but he sticks to the bottom line and sticks to the rules.

Yusi Nanpei on his waist can't make anyone rein in the precipice, but just remind him that if he can't let go, even if he travels day and night, he will never leave Kangling for half a step.