Chapter 178: The Diversity of Species

"If His Majesty thinks you are ugly, you should just hang yourself. If you deserve to die, then die. Isn't your favorite saying, 'If the monarch tells the subject to die, the subject must die'?" General Qi Jiguang Jiguang's murderous aura was too heavy, heavy to the point of being tangible, heavy to the point of making it difficult to breathe.

General Qi Jiguang Jiguang had killed too many people in his life. He was very gentle in his daily life, as if he could endure everything. When he was bullied, he hadn't even been heard complaining. If someone wronged him, he would only go to Zhang Juzheng to talk about it, rather than fighting and solving those public opinion issues himself. He didn't want to offend anyone, just wanting to honestly and dutifully pacify the Japanese pirates and resist the Northern Barbarians. If he could truly ride a horse with a golden spear and swallow ten thousand miles like a tiger, he would be willing.

If he couldn't do it, he could only say, "Conferring titles of Marquis is not my intention; I only wish for the sea waves to be calm." Even if his heart's blood was poured into the east, he could only sigh in vain.

But this time, when someone wanted to move against the little Emperor, General Qi Jiguang Jiguang was burning with anxiety. He returned to the capital day and night. On this journey, his heart's fire burned brighter and brighter. If it weren't for His Majesty only ordering him to take people, he would have really killed someone. He brought the Son of Heaven sword to the hall, originally intending to kill.

But His Majesty only let him take people, so he dragged the person to his presence.

What he feared most was that when he returned to the capital, His Majesty would have already been harmed. The closer he got to the capital, the more afraid he became. This city, which was full of loopholes in his eyes, lay there so quietly, as if it wanted to swallow his ambition, swallow Zhang Juzheng's New Deal, swallow the Great Ming's vitality, and swallow everything.

He was afraid that His Majesty would have some mishap.

Fortunately, His Majesty was still there, and fortunately, His Majesty still had the mood to act. That was fine, and everything was still in time.

But what about next time? Would it still be in time next time?

Only by scaring those people! Scaring them to the point where they wouldn't even have the thought of taking action, to the point of constant trembling, could the next time be stopped.

General Qi Jiguang Jiguang didn't understand institutional design. He spent his whole life studying killing. The terrified eyes of those Japanese pirates and Northern Barbarians told General Qi Jiguang Jiguang that sometimes, killing was useful; just breaking the opponent's courage was enough.

"I, I, I, you, you, you, it's not me! It's all Wu Dui, and Fang Fengshi. They said San Niangzi was coming to the capital, so they asked me to come up with an idea. It's not me, I, I, I didn't do anything!" Zhang Siwei was scared out of his wits, blurting out his accomplices in front of everyone.

Just like this, people who were scared out of their wits directly confessed their accomplices.

If there really were souls after death, then General Qi Jiguang Jiguang carried a mountain of evil spirits on his back. After all, he spent his whole life killing Japanese pirates and Northern Barbarians. After all, he was merciless on the battlefield.

But there weren't any, yet everyone knew General Qi Jiguang Jiguang's terror.

"Your Majesty, your subject requests the capital battalion to go to the northwest Xuan-Da to arrest the two and their accomplices," General Qi Jiguang Jiguang said without any hesitation, bowing his head.

When General Qi Jiguang Jiguang said this, his eyes looked at Wang Chonggu, his brows tightly furrowed. His Majesty only said to take Zhang Siwei. Should this Zhang Siwei's maternal uncle, Wang Chonggu, also be taken?

Did His Majesty really intend to swallow his anger? Would killing one Zhang Siwei and their accomplices be the end of it?

General Qi Jiguang Jiguang's eyes looking at Wang Chonggu gradually became fierce. Wang Chonggu's legs were trembling. He had to say something. This was killing in the hall!

"Your Majesty, your subject absolutely did not participate in this matter. Your subject is guilty of trying every means to keep Zhang Siwei under my eyes, but your subject supervises the wool official factory and also leads the Ministry of Justice. Your subject wishes I could grow three heads and six arms. I advised him again and again, but he still committed such an act of treason. Your subject deserves to die ten thousand times!" Wang Chonggu turned around and kowtowed to the Emperor on the throne.

Your Majesty, save me, save me. For the sake of being able to make money, save me, just like we agreed at the beginning.

At the very least, in San Niangzi's negotiations, he tried his best to strive for interests for the Great Ming. In the reconstruction of the imperial palace, he racked his brains. In the wool official factory, he racked his brains. In the northwest, he settled refugees and also had to build water conservancy.

After the fire burned the palace, Wang Chonggu ignored Zhang Siwei's final madness. Zhang Siwei expressed more than once that he wanted to use his uncle's power to kill Gao Gong to settle the matter. No matter how Zhang Siwei begged him for help, he ignored it, didn't play any tricks of outward compliance, but chose to believe in the Emperor.

Would the Emperor choose to turn against him after General Qi Jiguang Jiguang returned to the capital?

This was entirely possible.

After the fire burned the palace, Wang Chonggu thought about this problem countless times, and even woke up from nightmares several times. Is the Emperor trustworthy? Is he really believing in rewards and punishments, or is he acting, appeasing him, Wang Chonggu, and then after General Qi Jiguang Jiguang returns to the capital, wiping everyone out in one pot?

Wang Chonggu does not believe in discussing facts as they are, and even less in analyzing specific matters specifically.

But he believes in Zhang Juzheng.

This logic is so strange, but he really believes in Zhang Juzheng. Zhang Juzheng has always kept his word.

Zhang Juzheng kept his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart, saying nothing, like he was asleep, a master of playing dumb. Zhang Juzheng didn't know what the Emperor wanted to do. It was fine to implicate Wang Chonggu, and it was also fine not to implicate him. It all depended on His Majesty's will.

Having been in power for four years, if he couldn't even handle this little matter well, wouldn't he be worse than Yan Song?

Wang Chonggu saw Zhang Juzheng not speaking and knew it was bad!

Zhu Yijun looked at Wang Chonggu playfully, but was thinking about the point of Wang Chonggu's words. Wang Chonggu didn't sophistically argue, only saying that there was absolutely no him in the fire burning the palace, and also saying that he was guilty of not watching Zhang Siwei well.

First admit guilt, and put a big hat on himself.

The most interesting thing is that Zhu Yijun knew who wanted to kill Zhang Siwei—it was Wang Chonggu!

Poisoning failed, so he tried another trick, directly setting fire to Zhang Siwei's house, scaring Zhang Siwei into hiding at his uncle's house. Zhang Siwei never thought that it was his uncle who wanted to kill him.

Zhu Yijun didn't expect it either, but it was very reasonable. Wang Chonggu was really on the list of nine clans.

This is a very, very important piece of information, proving that Wang Chonggu wanted to cut ties with Zhang Siwei long ago, but didn't succeed.

"Your Majesty, the reconstruction of the imperial palace still needs people to supervise, and the wool official factory still needs people to keep an eye on it. The guilty subject is still somewhat useful. Your subject deserves to die ten thousand times, but please look at the fact that the guilty subject is still capable, and spare your subject's life." Wang Chonggu began to beg for mercy.

"Commander Qi," Zhu Yijun said calmly to General Qi Jiguang Jiguang.

"Your subject is here!" General Qi Jiguang Jiguang answered loudly. According to past experience, there should be an echo at this time, but there was only a foundation, so naturally there was no echo.

Wang Chonggu was directly scared into a shiver.

"Cut off a strand of the Minister of Justice's hair," Zhu Yijun ordered.

General Qi Jiguang Jiguang stepped forward, cut off a small strand of hair with the Son of Heaven sword, and handed it to Zhang Hong.

Zhu Yijun took the hair and put it into a box, saying, "The Minister of Justice is the Great Ming's Minister of Justice and has merit to the country. At that time, the military was dangerous, the Great Ming was defeated repeatedly, the Tumet invaded Xifengkou, plundered the capital region, and the world was shaken. The Minister of Justice disregarded his own reputation to facilitate Altan Khan's tribute. This is merit one; guarding the border for decades, the border tension gradually eased, and the border people lived in peace. This is merit two; the world was troubled by annexation, the Minister of Justice reclaimed wasteland in the northwest for 300,000 mu, reclaimed 5 million mu of farmland, and settled 190,000 refugees. This is merit three; the wool official factory is managed well, relieving the Great Ming's wool material shortage, and since soothing the distant people, it has been difficult to obtain the spirit of the imperial court's revitalization. This is merit four;"

"If this imperial palace reconstruction is completed, it will be merit five."

"Based on merit, I should be lenient. Today I cut a strand of the Minister of Justice's hair to replace the punishment. Although Zhang Siwei is a relative of the Minister of Justice, the Sir taught me to believe in rewards and punishments, saying: 'The monarch rules the world, the main point is in rewards and punishments. It must be extremely public and appropriate to convince people.'"

"Minister of Justice, you may rise."

Zhu Yijun did not turn against him, but put away Wang Chonggu's strand of hair. Now Wang Chonggu has the heart to revitalize the imperial court. If Wang Chonggu becomes like Zhang Siwei in the future, Zhu Yijun will also take out this strand of hair and tell Wang Chonggu that rewards and punishments are two words, not just rewards and leniency, but also punishment and execution.

It should be like this, it should be like this!

Wang Chonggu roared in his heart. He knew he had survived. He had repeatedly told Zhang Siwei that it was true that the Emperor held the power of life and death, but the Emperor had the spirit of revitalization and profound attainments in the theory of contradictions, so he knew that power is from top to bottom, and also from bottom to top! Rewards and punishments are also like this.

Yes, the world should be like this! The power of life and death should be exercised like this!

"Your subject will definitely do his best to handle affairs. Your subject... kowtows to thank His Majesty for his great grace!" Wang Chonggu kowtowed heavily and stood up tremblingly.

He keenly noticed that the Emperor didn't change his address from beginning to end, which meant that the Emperor's summoning him after the fire burned the palace and calling him Minister of Justice was not to deceive him, but that he really felt he could still be used.

The Emperor didn't even punish him by stripping him of his official position or fining his salary, only taking away a strand of hair.

Wang Chonggu clearly knew that if he had two hearts, that strand of hair would be his life.

"The Minister of Justice has merit to the country and the mountains and rivers; he earned it himself," Zhu Yijun emphasized again. Wang Chonggu was able to escape implication because he exchanged his own merit for the Emperor's leniency. Burning the palace, Wang Chonggu didn't have the time; he was busy in the wool official factory making money every day.

Whether Danning Wei existed or not, he didn't care, as long as the white clay from Mount Taotu could arrive in the capital smoothly.

"Your subject is still somewhat useful. Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me." Wang Chonggu bowed again and returned to the ranks. He didn't think it was his own merit that exchanged for the Emperor's leniency; he still firmly believed that the Great Ming only had the King's Law.

The Emperor just needed someone to do things, and he, Wang Chonggu, happened to be able to do things.

This logic of his was so reasonable. Burning the imperial palace in a plot of treason—according to the national law, even if he didn't have his nine clans wiped out, he would at least be dismissed or even exiled.

But Wang Chonggu only lost a strand of hair.

Didn't this just prove that the Great Ming only had the King's Law, not the Law? But Zhu Yijun pardoned Wang Chonggu based on merit, which conformed to the Great Ming's existing law.

Zhu Yijun discovered that Wang Chonggu was actually very similar to Zhang Siwei. Wang Chonggu, who had survived, still didn't believe in discussing facts as they are, didn't believe in the law, and even more firmly believed in this fact.

The Emperor had explained it many times that this was the basic rule, but Wang Chonggu just felt that he was alive because he could do things.

Zhu Yijun could only say that Wang Chonggu's way of thinking was still in contradiction. Let's seek common ground while reserving differences.

Since he felt he was alive because he could do things, then just do things well.

Zhang Siwei knelt on the ground, watching this scene, his face full of disbelief. He had always thought Wang Chonggu was stupid, but Wang Chonggu passed the test so easily?

Just passed the test like this?

So in the end, was he the only clown?

Zhang Siwei looked blankly at Wang Chonggu kneeling on the ground, trembling and saying, "Your Majesty, spare my life. Your Majesty, your subject was confused for a moment, just possessed by a ghost. Your Majesty, spare your subject's life. Your subject will definitely do his best to handle affairs in the future."

Zhang Siwei kept kowtowing and admitting his guilt. In this fire burning the palace, Zhang Siwei had multiple strategic misjudgments. These misjudgments were all because he did not measure the situation of the world.

The first misjudgment was that he thought it would be fine to burn the imperial palace, because in the two hundred years of the Great Ming, there had been four major fires that burned down the three main halls and the Qianqing Palace. In the nineteenth and twentieth years of Yongle, the Chengzu Wen Emperor, who had just moved into his new home, burned down the three main halls, the Qianqing Palace, and the Kunning Palace with two fires. Even the Wen Emperor who fought for the throne, what could he do? In the thirty-sixth year of Jiajing, the central axis was burned clean, and the Jiajing Emperor could only fast for five days to pray for blessings and avoid disasters.

But the little Emperor not only wanted to pursue it but also wanted to investigate it thoroughly. By what right did the little Emperor! Who gave the little Emperor the confidence!

The second misjudgment was that he thought the Emperor definitely knew that someone had set the fire, and was just investigating it in a decent way. With Zhang Juzheng's mediation, he would kill Gao Gong to settle the matter. Gao Gong was undoubtedly a very suitable scapegoat in every aspect: intimidating the master, disliked by the Emperor, the political enemy of the Grand Secretary, and a pawn of the Jin Party. In Zhang Siwei's view, the Emperor would directly take action, and everyone would be decent.

In the game of politics, how could one directly lift the table and tear the face?

But the little Emperor, while extremely disliking Gao Gong, affirmed Gao Gong's political achievements in killing the corrupt style, and refused to unjustly kill him based on the historical warning of "intent to do so."

Zhang Juzheng actually didn't come forward to settle the matter and didn't let His Majesty settle the matter!

Zhang Siwei was such a person. He had never reflected on whether he was wrong. He had never examined himself. It was he who set fire to the imperial palace first. It was Zhang Siwei and these lawless guys who lifted the table and didn't let everyone eat.

The third misjudgment was that he misjudged two people. He thought he and Wang Chonggu were grasshoppers on the same rope. He thought Zhang Juzheng's mortal enemy was Gao Gong. As long as Gao Gong entered the capital, because Wang Chonggu was also a member of the nine clans, he would go all the way to the dark with him, kill Gao Gong in the post station, and that would be an explanation. Whether the Emperor was satisfied or not was not important; what was important was that Zhang Juzheng was satisfied.

The fourth misjudgment was time. The capital battalion returning to the capital in October was already a consensus, but the speed of Danning Wei's defense deployment, because of the victory at Qinglong Fort, allowed General Qi Jiguang Jiguang to return to the capital earlier. By the time Zhang Siwei reacted, General Qi Jiguang Jiguang's capital battalion had already returned to the Northern Earth City to garrison.

These four misjudgments were extremely fatal. Wang Chonggu escaping with his life became the most terrifying problem in this case.

Even if it were to be discussed in the future, if one wanted to reverse the verdict for Zhang Siwei, one would have to explain this problem: why did Gao Gong and Wang Chonggu live, while Zhang Siwei died?

Zhu Yijun stood up slowly, holding his hands calmly, and said, "Spare your life? Who will spare my life?"

"Who did the assassination case? You know, I know, and everyone in the world knows. But what if they know? You relied on the clan faction behind you to do whatever you wanted. Is this your first time? This is already your third time. The first time was the assassination case, the second time was when the Great Ming army was fighting at the front line, and you wanted to join Liu Tai to burn the grain and grass."

"The third time, you directly set fire to the Great Ming's imperial palace. I'll give you another chance. What do you intend to do?"

"Bribe the cook to poison? Bribe the firewood carrier to set fire? Bribe the servant to release poisonous snakes? Or simply hide a knife in your shoe during the morning court and rush in front of me?"

"Zhang Siwei, it's not that I haven't given you a chance. After the assassination case, the Sir said we couldn't investigate anymore. If we really investigated something, what would we do?"

"I agreed. I was thinking at that time, the Sir is such a capable person, what is the Sir afraid of? Later I understood, the Sir is afraid that the Great Ming will fall apart, and the Great Ming's vitality will be scattered."

"Last year, the Sir brought Gao Gong back to the capital and prepared to hold him accountable, thinking it could be done, but I didn't agree. I argued with the Sir for a long time, and finally, the Sir could only reserve his opinion."

"This year, you set fire to the imperial palace."

Grass snakes and gray lines, everything is cause and effect. Zhu Yijun never blamed Zhang Juzheng, because Zhang Juzheng brought Gao Gong to the capital last year and judged that the treacherous officials at the end of their rope would jump over the wall and go crazy regardless of everything. But "seeking glory leads to humiliation" is a chronic illness of the Great Ming. Zhu Yijun chose and chose, but still felt the timing was not right. He had to drive the Tumet Khan completely out of Liaodong, let the Tumet Khan form a check on Altan Khan, and then clean up the northwest.

"Listening to the Sir last year and starting to clear up the poison was a bowl of half-cooked rice. Now I am clearing up the poison in the Huangji Hall, which is also a bowl of half-cooked rice. Even if it is half-cooked rice, I have to eat it." Zhu Yijun's tone was still very calm.

"Do you understand? You don't understand. People like you, people who live entirely in their own cognition—besides being tolerant to yourself, harsh to others, always groundlessly imagining that the people of the world are as rotten as you, throwing tantrums, and being unreasonable—what can you accomplish? And what kind of principles can you speak of?"

"The only significance of the existence of people like you is to show your selfish, ugly, and ferocious faces in front of others. The only contribution is to let me know that there is a huge gap between people, and to let me have a more comprehensive understanding of the diversity of species."

Zhu Yijun scolded people, maintaining his consistent level, and it was all the reality of practice. Zhang Siwei's set of only knowing how to take, not knowing how to give, completely selfish, only knowing how to pull one hair for the world and not doing it, yet completely not talking about taking a hair to damage the world, also not doing it.

This set of principles is not feasible.

Humans are gregarious animals. To be precise, humans form one group after another because of different divisions of labor. A larger group relative to a smaller group is public. Only taking and not giving, without any exchange, even if it is an abstract social model, cannot operate.

Zhang Siwei also couldn't accomplish anything. After he returned to the capital, he wanted to publish the "Yongle Dadian." Zhu Yijun agreed. It had been two years; how much did Zhang Siwei publish? Zhang Siwei and Wan Shihe annotated the Great Ming National History together. Zhu Yijun had finished reading it; how many sentences did Zhang Siwei proofread and annotate?

Zhang Siwei came from a merchant family, but he couldn't even handle a wool official factory. Even San Niangzi knew that Great Ming merchants engaged in wool official factories, because of various practical problems, were acquired by the court at a very low price, expanding production capacity.

"Commander, try the case in the Huangji Hall." Zhu Yijun finished scolding the person and sat down, saying to Zhao Mengyou.

"Your subject obeys the edict." Zhao Mengyou bowed and took the order, then turned around and shouted loudly, "Bring the witnesses, physical evidence, and written evidence!"

With clear evidence and mountains of ironclad proof, Zhao Mengyou would not handle any headless cases. His Majesty gave him so much time, and he still investigated the case clearly.

The matter was not complicated. Too many people knew about the conspiracy, which would lead to leaks and cause the conspiracy to fail. So, the various ways Zhang Siwei bribed the eunuchs in the palace were actually very easy to investigate clearly.

Zhao Mengyou spent these two months, leading the secret guards, and investigated the process of the matter very clearly. Zhang Siwei confessed to whom, when, and where, and how he bribed people in the palace and how he set the fire. Through piece after piece of evidence, it was listed extremely thoroughly.

And the correspondence between Wu Dui, Fang Fengshi, and Zhang Siwei was also harvested by the secret guards. This was key evidence. Even if Zhang Siwei didn't confess, the secret guards could still grasp the evidence of Wu Dui and Fang Fengshi. Zhang Siwei's confession was not a merit to offset his crimes.

Wang Chonggu's son, Wang Qian, bribed the page boy beside Zhang Siwei at a certain time and obtained these letters. Wang Qian always felt that doing bad things, such confidential letters, shouldn't be burned after reading. Did he expect them to be evidence, waiting for the Emperor to cut off his head?

But Wang Qian really got this evidence.

Because Zhang Siwei also wanted to use these letters to hold Wu Dui and Fang Fengshi. Zhang Siwei constantly emphasized that they were a clique of petty people. A clique of petty people needed this kind of handle. These letters were the bond between them, and also the cornerstone for each other to be afraid of the rat, and now they had become their death warrants.

Wang Qian still performed stably, bribing many people one after another, and contributed to nailing Zhang Siwei to the coffin.

Zhang Siwei knelt on the ground, lost and soul-less, his eyes scattered. He was defeated, defeated completely, and had no chance to turn over. The uncle he had high hopes for refused to save him, and even wrote a warrant, falling into the well, turning the Yellow Paper Case into a warrant case recognized by the Great Ming Ministry of Justice.

The Chief of the Censorate and leader of the Jin Party, Ge Shouli, and the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, Lu Guangzu, signed the warrant. This case became an ironclad case.

From the final result, this case could even be seen as Ge Shouli and Wang Chonggu conducting self-correction and cleanup within the Jin Party. After all, it was Wang Chonggu who signed and caught people, Wang Qian who provided key evidence, and the leader of the Jin Party, Ge Shouli, who made the final decision.

"The Earl of Qian'an just returned from Danning Wei and has been running around again. It's really hard work. I can't bear it. Let the secret guards go and take people. I want to see who the Northwest military officials and commoners will choose." Zhu Yijun said with a smile.

Rebellion means tying the heads of nine clans to the waist of one's pants; one can only succeed and not fail. Zhang Siwei had already been taken. Zhu Yijun really wanted to see if the Northwest would rebel.

"Your subject is not tired. Your Majesty, it's better for your subject to go and be at ease." General Qi Jiguang Jiguang rarely disobeyed the imperial will in front of everyone. He wanted to go; he wanted to go to the Northwest to take people. The capital battalion is the sharp blade for His Majesty to pacify the world. When someone intends to harm His Majesty, this sharp blade must be unsheathed and show its edge!

So what if there are ten thousand people! General Qi Jiguang Jiguang had ten thousand people in Danning Wei, and he still beat the Northern Barbarians' sixty thousand cavalry until they couldn't lift their heads.

"I am just sympathizing with the hard work of the soldiers." Zhu Yijun still felt that the capital battalion was too tired. They went to Liaoyang to assist in defense in the second year of Wanli, fought in Danning Wei in the third year of Wanli, and fought with Tumet Khan outside for almost a year. They just returned to the capital and hadn't even rested their feet before they had to go to the Northwest again. This would break their legs!

"They have rested for almost nine months." General Qi Jiguang Jiguang knew that what His Majesty said was sincere, and what he said was also sincere. After taking Danning Wei, the subsequent battles were basically armed tours of the grassland. It wasn't really tiring.

"Your Majesty, your subject requests to go together," Yu Dayou came out and bowed.

"Since you all want to go and see, then go and see." Zhu Yijun finally agreed. Wang Chonggu's influence in the Northwest was gradually declining. Dealing with Zhang Siwei, Wu Dui, Fang Fengshi, and their accomplices indeed required unsheathing the sword.

While General Qi Jiguang Jiguang and Yu Dayou were leading the capital battalion toward Xuanfu, Zhang Juzheng and Ge Shouli were seeing Gao Gong off again. The case was over. Gao Gong had survived the cruel struggle, and now he was leaving again.

"His Majesty had the intention to make Master Xinzheng Duke the Minister of Personnel, just before Zhang Han left the court, but I didn't agree. His Majesty felt it might hurt the teacher-student relationship, so he didn't mention it again." Zhang Juzheng said a past event from last year when seeing Gao Gong off at the post station.

"Zhang Juzheng, you really have done all kinds of bad things! All kinds of bad things!" Gao Gong was furious.

But he thought about it and immediately understood why Zhang Juzheng wanted to say this. In fact, he was still taking the blame on himself. This time, pursuing Zhang Siwei, Wu Dui, Fang Fengshi, and others would inevitably attract a lot of criticism. For example, the ironclad evidence was framing, His Majesty killing Zhang Siwei was out of hatred, and Wang Chonggu was currying favor with the Emperor, even selling out his own nephew.

Under the rendering of literati and poets, this case would eventually become an unjust case, becoming a footnote for "stopping currying favor." Tie Xuan was such a footnote, Fang Xiaoru was such a footnote, and Xie Jin was also such a footnote.

"Stopping currying favor" means stirring up public opinion, making it a priority to classify anyone who works for the Emperor as "currying favor and advancing," to achieve its fundamental purpose: inside and outside the court, from top to bottom in the Great Ming, one would rather resist the Emperor's clear edicts than hang the slander of vulgar customs; one would rather break the public law than violate the requests of private doors.

Since someone had to be scolded, Zhang Juzheng just took all these charges on himself. When His Majesty takes personal control of the government in the future, he will be a benevolent monarch, just deceived by treacherous officials.

"Whether the matter exists or not is another thing. I was almost deceived by you!" Gao Gong knew Zhang Juzheng too well, and also knew the Emperor a little bit. His Majesty is a very mature political figure. He judged that the Emperor would not say it. This is a political stance. He, Gao Gong, is just rotting in Master Xinzheng. With the little Emperor's style, he will not be reused.

Zhu Yijun, although he really had this thought, he really never said it. The impact of reusing Gao Gong was too great. Did he still want Zhang Juzheng to continue to be in power? This was a choice without any buffer.

You Qi ran over hurriedly and said loudly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty issued an edict to the Ministry of Rites, asking the Ministry of Rites to make all the correspondence between Zhang Siwei, Wu Dui, and Fang Fengshi completely public and publish it in the Di Bao!"

"Zhang Juzheng, you taught a good student! This little Emperor not only killed people but also wanted to nail them to the pillar of shame in history." Gao Gong reacted as soon as he heard it.

The little Emperor was not satisfied with just killing people.

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