Chapter 148: The Sky Has Changed! The Sky Has Changed! The Sky Has Changed!

Zhu Zhu Yijun was never a practitioner of idealism like Zhang Zhang Juzheng, so he felt no guilt whatsoever about this humiliation.

The little Emperor never cultivated benevolence and virtue. The Great Ming had indeed just changed two Ministers, so it was truly not very convenient to move the Minister of Personnel again, but wanting the Emperor to give Zhang Han any good face was absolutely impossible; there was no door to that.

Speaking realistically, Zhu Zhu Yijun's requirements were not high.

Ge Ge Shouli, Wang Wang Chonggu, and Wan Wan Shihe were also members of the Jin faction, but this time the grace and rewards were bestowed upon all of them. Zhu Zhu Yijun was simply requiring them to perform their duties in their positions, cooperate with Zhang Zhang Juzheng's decrees, and properly implement the new policies to make the court vibrant.

This requirement was really not high.

Empress Dowager Chen and Empress Dowager Li, bringing Prince Lu, Zhu Zhu Yiliu, came to the Baoqi Department again. Today was the day for harvesting sweet potatoes. Because of Antonio's submissiveness and his desire to seek investment, he had brought some gifts that looked cheap but were extremely precious to the Great Ming, so the work of cultivating potato seedlings was expanded again.

Zhu Zhu Yijun was digging for potatoes and sweet potatoes in the dirt, while Zhu Zhu Yiliu no longer used urine and mud to play, as he had grown a bit older. Zhu Zhu Yiliu now started digging for earthworms, pulling them long and then releasing them suddenly. Sometimes when he pulled too hard, the earthworms were torn into two pieces.

Zhu Zhu Yiliu was truly tireless and played very happily.

Xu Xu Zhenming, the Baoqi Scholar of the Baoqi Department, shook his head when he saw this scene. These earthworms were specifically for turning the soil! They were farm tools!

"Scholar Xu, are you from Jiangxi?" Zhu Zhu Yijun asked Xu Xu Zhenming during a break from harvesting potatoes.

"Yes." Xu Xu Zhenming nodded honestly.

"Fu Fu Yingzhen is from Jiangxi, and he is your fellow examinee, fellow townsman, and fellow student. This Yu Yu Maoxue is also from Jiangxi, and He He Xinyin is also from Jiangxi. You don't understand these court matters, so don't get involved. Just take the waist tag of the Quanchu Guild Hall and do your work well." Zhu Zhu Yijun shook a large cattail fan. Although the "autumn tiger" heat was approaching noon, it was still scorching, and there were gusts of cold wind in the evening, with a huge temperature difference between day and night.

The little Emperor didn't have the appearance of a noble at all. Although his words were calm, their meaning was very clear: Xu Xu Zhenming was only good at farming and should just bury his head in farming. He should not participate in factional strife of this scale, make reckless statements, or it would be disadvantageous to himself and disadvantageous to the country.

This kind of reminder was crucial because Xu Xu Zhenming really didn't know.

Xu Xu Zhenming was stunned for a long time before saying in a low voice: "I have already been to the prison to see Fu Fu Yingzhen."

"Confused!" Zhu Zhu Yijun's expression changed as soon as he heard this, and he let out a heavy sigh: "You, you, you have nothing to do, so you compile agricultural books, but why did you go to see Fu Fu Yingzhen!"

Last time, Fu Fu Yingzhen impeached Zhang Zhang Juzheng, was humiliated by the little Emperor, and then retired. But Fu Fu Yingzhen hadn't finished the procedures when he was thrown into prison, because a censor from the Censorate impeached Fu Fu Yingzhen for accepting bribes and acting for powerful officials. This imprisonment was just to investigate.

In the tenth month of the third year of Emperor Wanli, accepting bribes was still not a big deal. Condoning and bribery complemented each other, and the Evaluation Method was destroying this condoning. Only when the harm of condoning was suppressed could bribery be solved.

Therefore, Fu Fu Yingzhen's imprisonment this time wouldn't result in anything serious; it was just to investigate him, let him roll back to his hometown, and not allow him to sign official documents.

Xu Xu Zhenming participating in this kind of thing was just being confused.

"I'm so angry." Zhu Zhu Yijun stood up and stomped his feet, looking at Xu Xu Zhenming, becoming helpless, and shook his head: "Why did you go to see him?"

Xu Xu Zhenming still didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the matter. He thought for a while and said: "His family was running around for him. His family found me and said that for the sake of being fellow townsmen, fellow examinees, and fellow students, I should save him. I knew I didn't have the ability to save him, so I just went to the prison to visit him."

"You've been set up." Zhu Zhu Yijun looked at Xu Xu Zhenming and said: "The technique of 'peeling the skin to see the bones'."

Zhu Zhu Yijun explained the technique of "peeling the skin to see the bones" in detail. Xu Xu Zhenming, the Great Ming Emperor's agricultural teacher, had joined the Quanchu Guild Hall, and they were trying every possible way to involve Xu Xu Zhenming, muddling the water completely, using Xu Xu Zhenming's identity to implicate Zhang Zhang Juzheng, and making Zhang Zhang Juzheng hesitate to act.

"Is it that serious?" Xu Xu Zhenming said blankly: "How can the minds of these scholars be so vicious?"

"You, you, you are a *Ming Jinshi*, but besides farming, can't you be a bit more observant? They entrusted you, and you went to the prison to visit him? It's very normal, isn't it?" Zhu Zhu Yijun smiled: "But this matter is just so abnormal; it's just to implicate you."

"In the future, don't get involved in this kind of thing. That's not your territory. I'll save you this one time." Zhu Zhu Yijun still planned to go to the Quanchu Guild Hall and let Zhang Zhang Juzheng solve this matter.

Xu Xu Zhenming was somewhat bewildered. He finally sorted out these things. In fact, he wasn't stupid; it was just that all his thoughts were on agricultural science, and he didn't think carefully. They were all fellow townsmen, fellow examinees, and fellow students. Fu Fu Yingzhen's family cried and begged Xu Xu Zhenming to go to the prison to see if Fu Fu Yingzhen had been tortured—wasn't this very normal?

But this matter was just so abnormal; it was just to implicate Xu Xu Zhenming.

Soon, someone would use Xu Xu Zhenming's prison visit to label him as an accomplice of Fu Fu Yingzhen and Yu Yu Maoxue, turning a case with clear facts into something murky. Even if Fu Fu Yingzhen and Yu Yu Maoxue were eventually punished, could Xu Xu Zhenming, this accomplice, get any benefits?

This year's sweet potatoes and potatoes were still a bumper harvest. The potato seedlings brought by Antonio hadn't been cross-bred yet, which required farming and cultivation. Cultivation and farming were a long process, not something that could be done overnight.

Zhu Zhu Yijun finished his farm work and came to the two Empress Dowagers.

"Where is the Emperor going?" Empress Dowager Chen saw Zhu Zhu Yijun in a rush and asked with some surprise.

Zhu Zhu Yijun explained the matter simply. He was going to the Quanchu Guild Hall to "beg for a meal," but in fact, he was asking for mercy for Xu Xu Zhenming. Naturally, he had to report it to the two Empress Dowagers. After all, he hadn't had his grand wedding yet and wasn't an adult, so he had to report to his family before going out.

"Are the minds of these people so vicious?" Empress Dowager Li frowned: "Is the Emperor overthinking?"

"I didn't maliciously speculate about them. In most cases, I overestimate their lower limits," Zhu Zhu Yijun said with a smile: "Of course, it's best if I'm overthinking. This shows that there is still backbone and upright spirit in the court. My going to the Quanchu Guild Hall can also be considered taking precautions."

"Go, go." Empress Dowager Li waved her hand, signaling the little Emperor to go attend to state affairs.

When Zhu Zhu Yijun's carriage arrived at the Quanchu Guild Hall, he happened to see Wan Wan Shihe coming out.

"The Grand Minister of Rites is a member of the Jin faction, but he actually came to the Quanchu Guild Hall?" Zhu Zhu Yijun's smile was bright and sunny. He noticed the cloak Wan Wan Shihe was wearing; it was bestowed by Zhu Zhu Yijun.

"I pay respects to Your Majesty. May Your Majesty be peaceful." Wan Wan Shihe was about to kneel and pay respects.

Zhang Zhang Juzheng bowed his head and said: "I pay respects to Your Majesty."

The little eunuchs had already reported the news of the Emperor's arrival, so Zhang Zhang Juzheng naturally had to come to the door to welcome him, and he had once again dismantled the threshold of the Quanchu Guild Hall completely.

This action made Wan Wan Shihe extremely surprised. He didn't know that welcoming the Emperor in a private residence required the etiquette of dismantling the threshold, which Zhang Zhang Juzheng explained in detail—this was the etiquette of the Duke of Zhongshan, Xu Da, meeting the Taizu Emperor.

It was just that it hadn't been used for nearly two hundred years, so not many people knew about it.

Zhu Zhu Yijun immediately waved his hand and said: "Grand Minister of Rites, no need for formalities. In the future, when discussing matters privately, there is no need for so many cumbersome rituals."

"I obey the edict." Wan Wan Shihe stood up, looking at the Emperor's smile with some confusion. Was the previous Emperor who looked fierce and chased him to the point of almost asking him to commit suicide also smiling so gently?

"The Senior Grand Secretary called me here because someone in the court proposed to recommend a Grand Secretary. The Senior Grand Secretary called me over and explained the matter. I plan to go handle it in a moment." Wan Wan Shihe didn't hesitate; when the Emperor asked, he directly explained what he had come to do.

Zhang Zhang Juzheng's expression remained unchanged, and he wasn't angry because Wan Wan Shihe spoke the truth. Zhang Zhang Juzheng had a clear conscience in doing things; he asked himself that he was worthy of the Great Ming, worthy of the Emperor's trust, and worthy of the late Emperor's entrustment.

Zhu Zhu Yijun's expression became serious as soon as he heard this, and he stated his position very clearly: "The faction wants to recommend Zhang Zhang Siwei. He was deeply poisoned before and looked withered; he is not suitable. I would be very happy to see the Senior Grand Secretary and the Junior Grand Secretary recommend the Grand Minister of Justice. This will save the censors from saying all day that this Hall of Literary Brilliance and Hall of Literary Brilliance are the Senior Grand Secretary's 'one-man hall.' After all, the Grand Minister of Justice handles affairs reliably. Grand Minister of Rites, go ahead and do it."

"I obey the edict." Wan Wan Shihe let out a long sigh of relief. A few days ago, in the Hall of Literary Brilliance, the Emperor and the Senior Grand Secretary had some small conflicts over the handling of Yu Yu Maoxue, and Wan Wan Shihe was worried about the discord between the ruler and his ministers. But now it seemed it was just a small disagreement. On major issues, the Emperor and the Senior Grand Secretary were in step, so Wan Wan Shihe had the confidence to do things.

"I came to beg for a meal. Grand Minister of Rites, go ahead and get busy." Zhu Zhu Yijun said with a smile.

Wan Wan Shihe bowed his head again and said: "I retire."

It wasn't until the little Emperor entered the Quanchu Guild Hall that Wan Wan Shihe stood straight, tightened his cloak, and headed toward Wang Wang Chonggu's residence.

Zhu Zhu Yijun walked around the Quanchu Guild Hall again and still didn't find the 32-man sedan chair, nor did he see the Persian beauties that Qi General Qi Jiguang Jiguang had sent to Zhang Zhang Juzheng, which made Zhu Zhu Yijun somewhat disappointed.

"What is Your Majesty looking for?" Zhang Zhang Juzheng also noticed that the little Emperor seemed to be looking for something; he had been looking for a long time when he came to beg for a meal last time.

"Looking for a 32-man sedan chair and two Persian beauties. I heard that after Qi General Qi Jiguang Jiguang suppressed the Japanese pirates, he sent them to you. Everyone says you have them in your house." Zhu Zhu Yijun answered this question with a full smile.

Zhang Zhang Juzheng smiled and shook his head: "Where would there be a 32-man sedan chair? The alleys of the Great Ming capital are so narrow that four people walking together is crowded. As for Persian beauties, that is even more nonsense. If you're going to make things up, at least make up something interesting."

The alleys of the Great Ming capital were actually very narrow because this was a military town, and many places were T-shaped alleys. There was no place for a 32-man sedan chair.

Zhu Zhu Yijun told Zhang Zhang Juzheng about Xu Xu Zhenming's matter and then said: "My mother thinks I'm overthinking. What does Teacher think?"

"I think Your Majesty is wise and sagacious," Zhang Zhang Juzheng said quite sincerely: "Although the facts are not as bad as Your Majesty thinks, these things can all be connected. If we connect Xu Xu Zhenming's prison visit with the recommendation of Zhang Zhang Siwei to enter the Cabinet, it's not simple."

"Either punish Xu Xu Zhenming as well, or agree to Zhang Zhang Siwei entering the Cabinet."

Zhu Zhu Yijun was somewhat dissatisfied upon hearing this and said: "Vicious hearts. Even if the court discussions pass it, I won't stamp it. Zhang Zhang Siwei can forget about entering the Cabinet in this lifetime. No matter how the situation develops, I can directly withhold the memorial and leave it without response, making them anxious to death."

Zhu Zhu Yijun took out the Emperor Wanli Emperor's "magic weapon" from history and directly "lay flat."

Zhang Zhang Juzheng smiled helplessly and bowed his head: "Your Majesty, I am overstepping, but memorials should still be approved as much as possible."

"Teacher, how should this matter be handled?" Zhu Zhu Yijun said with some worry. He naturally wouldn't abandon Xu Xu Zhenming, and Zhang Zhang Siwei absolutely could not enter the Cabinet.

"Simple." Zhang Zhang Juzheng thought about it and said quite easily.

"Simple?"

Zhang Zhang Juzheng said with a smile: "Yes, simple. Let the censors of the Censorate impeach Xu Xu Zhenming, saying that Xu Xu Zhenming has no sense of fellow-townsman affection, went to the prison to visit Fu Fu Yingzhen, and quarreled with Fu Fu Yingzhen. Xu Xu Zhenming told Fu Fu Yingzhen to repent, but was scolded by Fu Fu Yingzhen, and they parted on bad terms. This memorial, then accusing Xu Xu Zhenming of 'offering to curry favor' and being a sycophantic official without backbone or upright spirit—that will be perfect."

Zhu Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Zhang Juzheng and subconsciously leaned back, saying with mixed feelings: "Teacher, you really are a scholar!"

"I thank Your Majesty for the praise." Zhang Zhang Juzheng led the Emperor to the Hall of Literary Brilliance, but the Emperor went to the kitchen instead, specifically calling You Qi over to give him careful instructions—less spicy, less oil, and to urge the teacher to strengthen his body, giving many instructions.

You Qi only dared to say yes.

Zhang Zhang Juzheng was playing a "boomerang." In the public opinion, Fu Fu Yingzhen and Yu Yu Maoxue were upright officials who didn't curry favor with powerful ministers, while Xu Xu Zhenming, who was recommended by Zhang Zhang Juzheng to enter the court and became a sycophantic official, naturally wasn't in the same faction.

The Great Ming was truly full of boomerangs everywhere.

Zhu Zhu Yijun truly felt that while Zhang Zhang Juzheng was alive, the court ministers should not challenge him. Look at how vicious this Senior Grand Secretary's heart was; a turn of his eyeballs was a ghost of an idea. Fighting with Zhang Zhang Juzheng was like being played in his hands!

Zhang Zhang Juzheng could actually take back Xu Xu Zhenming's waist tag and then change to someone who farmed. Xu Xu Zhenming leading the Baoqi Department was also Zhang Zhang Juzheng's recommendation. If the Emperor said he didn't want to change, Zhang Zhang Juzheng wouldn't change.

Zhu Zhu Yijun arrived at the Hall of Literary Brilliance. The study was clearly organized carefully.

Hanging at the entrance were three cloaks, all bestowed by Zhu Zhu Yijun; on the table was a pen holder with pencils, as well as a set of straight rulers and compasses; behind the long desk was the "ergonomic" grand master chair bestowed by Zhu Zhu Yijun, which was created by the Jieku Institute—Great Ming officials sat for a long time and easily developed various occupational diseases; by the window were two telescopes, one refracting and one reflecting.

A beam of light would be split into seven colors and infrared and ultraviolet light by a prism, and the chromatic aberration of the refracting telescope was caused by this refraction. Besides chromatic aberration, it was very difficult to make a high-magnification refracting telescope, but a reflecting telescope could be made into high magnification.

Zhu Zhu Yijun and Zhang Zhang Juzheng talked about mathematics for a long time.

"Do the Hanlin of the Hanlin Academy and the students of the Imperial Academy really dislike mathematics so much?" Zhu Zhu Yijun asked with some doubt after hearing Zhang Zhang Juzheng talk about the opposition to mathematics teaching: "Is the 'dog food' too plentiful?"

"Dog food?" Zhang Zhang Juzheng was stunned.

"It means the money given by powerful officials for raising dogs," Zhu Zhu Yijun explained the specific definition of "dog food."

Zhang Zhang Juzheng smiled. The little Emperor always had many novel and accurate terms here. This "dog food" was indeed very accurate, and it was also a concrete manifestation of the harm of bribery. Wagging their tongues, disobeying the court's clear edicts—wasn't it all for that bit of dog food?

Zhang Zhang Juzheng said with a smile: "That's not entirely it. Maybe it's really too difficult."

"Your Majesty, the Hanlin and students haven't learned mathematics before. Some of them can't even calculate addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division. If they can't learn it, they will get tired of it. The less they understand, the more they will get tired of it, and naturally, they will oppose it. It's also possible that what is taught is too difficult. I am communicating with Wang Wang Xijue about this matter; the introductory teaching still needs to be longer."

"That doesn't make sense. I can learn it, so why can't they? They are students of the Imperial Academy, and the Hanlin Academy is full of dragons and phoenixes among people. Can't they learn it?" Zhu Zhu Yijun spread his hands and expressed the doubts of a top student.

Zhang Zhang Juzheng shook his head and said: "It is indeed very difficult. For example, this abacus—addition and subtraction are fine, but they have been learning multiplication and division for over a month and still can't use it properly."

"In that case, leave it to Teacher to handle." Zhu Zhu Yijun felt that there might indeed be such a problem. Since the removal of mathematics from the imperial examination in the early Song Dynasty, the mathematics of the Central Plains had entered a dark age of stagnation and even regression. If they wanted to recover all at once, it would indeed take time.

While Zhu Zhu Yijun and Zhang Zhang Juzheng were exploring several issues in Great Ming mathematics education, Wan Wan Shihe walked with square steps to Wang Wang Chonggu's residence. Wang Wang Chonggu's residence was very close to the Quanchu Guild Hall. Wan Wan Shihe handed in his visiting card and only then learned that Ge Ge Shouli had already arrived.

After Wan Wan Shihe, Wang Wang Chonggu, and Ge Ge Shouli exchanged a few pleasantries about the cold wind and scorching heat, they entered the main topic.

"Since Grand Censor Ge has arrived, the Minister of Justice naturally knows why I have come," Wan Wan Shihe looked at Wang Wang Chonggu and said: "The meaning of Your Majesty and the Senior Grand Secretary is to let the Minister of Justice enter the Cabinet."

Wang Wang Chonggu couldn't help but look at his crane-patterned cloak. The Emperor's attitude was very clear; Wan Wan Shihe hadn't lied.

"Can't Zhang Zhang Siwei just recuperate properly?! Colluding with Zhang Han and doing all sorts of things! Annoying to death!" Wang Wang Chonggu didn't hide his anger about this matter when there were no outsiders.

He had just shown his face in the Hall of Literary Brilliance by taking advantage of the completion of the Yongding Wool Factory, telling the little Emperor that the faction wasn't entirely useless, but Zhang Zhang Siwei had turned around and told the Emperor that the faction was truly entirely useless.

All the merits he had established had become useless.

"The Northeast is currently using troops, so the Northwest absolutely cannot have any trouble. He is making such a big noise—is he afraid that the punishments aren't severe enough? This isn't the time when we couldn't win anymore." Wang Wang Chonggu's expression was like he was constipated.

Wang Wang Chonggu could clearly feel that the sky had changed. He knew deeply that he was a petty person—he had no concern for the world and only wanted to plot for wealth.

The court was now enriching the country and strengthening the army; there was money, people, and a strong army to use. Wang Gao had been thrown into the Heavenly Prison—that rebellious chieftain had been arrogant from the thirty-second year of Emperor Jiajing to the second year of Emperor Wanli! Since the sky had changed, then be honest and earn money with peace of mind. Isn't that good?

"I will not enter the Cabinet," Wang Wang Chonggu said very firmly.

"Regarding rites and laws, the Minister of Justice doesn't need to worry," Wan Wan Shihe said with a smile: "It was only after the Yingzong Emperor that there was a rule that non-Hanlin could not enter the Cabinet, but this text has never been seen in official records; it's just a secret rule. Yang Yang Shiqi wasn't even a *juren*, but didn't he serve as Senior Grand Secretary for many years?"

"No official record?" Ge Ge Shouli, who liked to ask when he didn't know, was hearing this for the first time. Everyone knew this rule, but it wasn't an official code.

Wan Wan Shihe said very confidently: "The rule indeed exists, but it is not an official text."

"Then I still won't enter the Cabinet," Wang Wang Chonggu shook his head: "I have just been transferred from Xuan-Da to the capital, and now I am immediately entering the Cabinet—successive promotions without a submissive heart. If I am to enter the Cabinet, it should be after the wool factory pilot program is successful. Only then should we discuss it. 'Without merit, one should not accept rewards.' "

"The timing is wrong."

"If I enter the Cabinet at this time, it is using the border crisis in the Northwest to coerce the ruler. If the wool factory is completed, then it is entering the Cabinet based on merit. That is completely different. I will not enter the Cabinet."

Because of the memorial of the inspecting secretary Wu Wu Baipeng, Wang Wang Chonggu had just washed away the evil name of being recommended by Zhang Han's faction. He had just crawled out of the dung pit, so naturally, he wouldn't jump back into it.

"Then what does the Minister of Justice say we should do? Are we really going to recommend Zhang Zhang Siwei?" Ge Ge Shouli thought for a while and asked.

"I will solve it. This public opinion—however it started, it will end. Why make trouble!" Wang Wang Chonggu stood up. He intended to start from the source. Since Zhang Zhang Siwei caused the trouble, let Zhang Zhang Siwei settle it.

Wan Wan Shihe and Ge Ge Shouli left, and Wang Wang Chonggu went angrily to Zhang Zhang Siwei's residence.

"The sky has changed! The sky has changed! The sky has changed! Do you know what that means? The sky has changed!" Wang Wang Chonggu grabbed Zhang Zhang Siwei's ear and shouted loudly: "Do you hear me?"

Wang Wang Chonggu said very angrily: "If you really succeed in this matter, the Northeast is currently using troops. If we lose, it's fine, but if we win, you and I will all have to line up and be sent to the vegetable market to have our heads chopped off! Do you know what having your head chopped off means?"

Wang Wang Chonggu had actually misunderstood Zhu Zhu Yijun's meaning. Even if the Northeast won, Wang Wang Chonggu wouldn't die. Handling affairs in the Northwest effectively and handling affairs in the capital effectively—this unprovoked punishment, if this wasn't seeking disgrace, what was it? People's hearts were scattered; who would be willing to work for the court?

In the late Emperor Longqing years, there were three court ministers: Gao Gong, Zhang Zhang Juzheng, and Gao Yi. This arrangement by the Emperor Longqing Emperor was also to prevent the Hall of Literary Brilliance from truly becoming a "one-man hall." Gao Gong and Zhang Zhang Juzheng had long since torn their faces apart because of the Emperor Jiajing Emperor's last edict.

Proposing to recommend auxiliary ministers hadn't been a matter of one or two days. Previously, it was a time of renewal, so naturally, it couldn't be agreed to. Now, recommending them could also reduce Zhang Zhang Juzheng's passivity. The Hall of Literary Brilliance might not be a "one-man hall," but the Hall of Literary Brilliance was definitely a "one-man hall."

The Hall of Literary Brilliance held part of the decision-making power, and this part of the decision-making power was realized through floating slips. Many times, the Emperor would adopt the opinions of the auxiliary ministers in the Hall of Literary Brilliance to handle state affairs.

Zhang Zhang Juzheng saw that the new policies were being implemented in an orderly manner, so he agreed.

But Wang Wang Chonggu didn't think so. He thought the court was temporarily compromising because of the Northeast war. If the court didn't settle accounts after the Northeast war was settled, it would be strange.

"Then what if the Northeast can't win?" Zhang Zhang Siwei pushed away Wang Wang Chonggu's hand, his tone as chilling as the biting winter wind of the twelfth lunar month.

Wang Wang Chonggu stared at Zhang Zhang Siwei with wide eyes, then pointed at Zhang Zhang Siwei, trembling. His expression went from shock to horror, then to mockery, and finally to a full smile.

"Hmph, Hahaha!" Wang Wang Chonggu laughed, shaking his head repeatedly: "The sky has changed, and you still don't understand!"

"Do you know who is leading the troops? It's Qi General Qi Jiguang Jiguang! Qi General Qi Jiguang Jiguang, the 'Tiger of the North'! Qi General Qi Jiguang Jiguang, the 'Tiger of the North'!"

"When Qi General Qi Jiguang Jiguang was suppressing the Japanese pirates in the Southeast, how many people tripped him up? Can your little schemes deal with him? When his infantry battalion was suppressing the pirates, the pirates were like they had opened their heavenly eyes, knowing where he and Yu Long were."

"What was the result? The pirates were all killed by Qi General Qi Jiguang Jiguang!"

"To say something unpleasant, even if you had more schemes and rules, and burned Qi General Qi Jiguang Jiguang's grain, he could still bring those three days of light biscuits and beat the Tu-Man to a pulp. Do you believe it?"

Zhang Zhang Siwei shook his head and said: "I don't believe it. Qi General Qi Jiguang Jiguang is also a person. If he loses his grain, he can win? I don't believe it."

"Sigh." Wang Wang Chonggu sat down, leaned back in his chair, and didn't speak for a long time. After a long silence, he said: "I didn't believe it at first either. Qi General Qi Jiguang Jiguang is just a person. If a person fights a war, there are wins and losses, right? But military talent—this thing really doesn't follow any logic."

"Zhang Zhang Siwei, stop. Earn some money; isn't it enough to do whatever you want after earning money?"

Zhang Zhang Siwei asked back: "Can earning money give me the power of life and death? Since it can't, then the money earned is just being saved for the Emperor. He can confiscate my house whenever he wants."

Wang Wang Chonggu was directly laughed at by anger. He was still thinking about the power of life and death. This was a typical case of not reading the theory of contradictions and not knowing the power from top to bottom and bottom to top. He said very solemnly: "The Emperor also has to follow the rules when doing things! You are a loyal and good minister; why would the Emperor have nothing to do and confiscate your house?"

"Even if you are a piece of trash, doing nothing, eating, drinking, and playing all day, not losing face, the Senior Grand Secretary and the Emperor are so busy, do they have the time to bother with you? You think too highly of yourself!"

"This public opinion about recommending court ministers—you must stop it immediately. Otherwise, I will retire tomorrow, hang up my seal, and leave. If you want to die, you die yourself. I'm going home to farm!"

Wang Wang Chonggu set his conditions. He didn't want to be on the fire rack. If Zhang Zhang Siwei wanted to die, let him die. Wang Wang Chonggu wouldn't serve him!

"Do you think I'm trying to trick you? The memorial for retirement has already been written. If this public opinion still exists tomorrow, I will leave the capital directly." Wang Wang Chonggu took out a memorial and threw it at Zhang Zhang Siwei's face.

The sky had changed. Wang Wang Chonggu could feel it clearly because he was in the Hall of Literary Brilliance and could receive more information. Please vote for monthly tickets, Aoooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Wang Wang Chonggu laid out his own terms. He did not want to be put on the fire; if Zhang Zhang Siwei wanted to die, he could die, but he, Wang Wang Chonggu, would not play along!

"Do you think I am deceiving you? The memorial for my retirement has already been written. This wave of public opinion will continue tomorrow, and I will leave the capital directly tomorrow." Wang Wang Chonggu pulled out a memorial and threw it into Zhang Zhang Siwei's face.

The heavens have changed. Wang Wang Chonggu can clearly feel it because he is in the Zhao Wenhua Hall and can receive more information. Begging for monthly votes, Awoo!!!!!!!!!!!!

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