Gao Pragmatic is young, but he is a busy man. For most things, he just gives tasks and then takes charge of them. He doesn't ask the people below how to handle them, he only asks about the results.
Therefore, he would not and did not need to ask so detailed questions about the matters in the Feng Mansion. What he had to make a decision about now was another major matter.
Just now, Chen Ju suddenly sent someone out of the palace to deliver a message to him.
Tianshou Mountain sent a courier to immediately evacuate the capital, saying that Zhang Juzheng, a bachelor who was visiting the Daxing Emperor's mausoleum in Tianshou Mountain, had suffered from heat stroke and was in a coma due to long days of hard work. The Zhang family's servants had already forcibly carried Zhang Juzheng in a carriage, despite the advice of Meng Gong who promoted the mausoleum workers. The bachelor is back to Beijing!
Is Zhang Juzheng in coma due to heat stroke?
Gao Pragmatic sneered when he saw the news. You, Zhang Juzheng, were also born in the Yangtze River Basin in the south. How could you fall into a coma due to heat stroke just across the mountains? If you say you have a slight heat stroke, I can barely believe it. After all, Meng Chong must be full of energy to drag you around the mountains every day. You must be a little tired, and the heat is indeed a bit hot.
But, coma? Then you are really too delicate!
"This must be a plan for Mr. Zhangge to escape from his shell." Gao pragmatically put down the letter and smiled coldly: "Mr. Zhangge is worthy of being Mr. Zhangge. It seems that I wanted to use Meng Chong to hold him back, but I made a mistake. Mr. Meng is loyal. How can such a person be Zhang Jiangling’s opponent!”
Gao Mo became a little nervous and said, "What should we do? Now is the critical moment. Calculating the time, Dongchang and Jinyiwei may have already been dispatched."
Gao pragmatic looked at the letter in front of him, seeming to be thinking, but did not reply.
Gao Mo thought for a moment and said, "How about I make some arrangements and send someone to stop him?"
"Stop him?" Gao pragmatically rolled his eyelids: "He is the minister of Gu Ming at that time, how to stop him? Even if he returns to Beijing without permission, you have to see his methods - he is 'coma'! Now it's His servants sent him back for medical treatment, who dares to take the responsibility of preventing Gu Mingfu Chen from returning to the capital for medical treatment? In the current situation, even the Holy One cannot pursue him. "
That's of course. I looked after my ministers and helped you find a good place for my mausoleum. As a result, I was so exhausted that I fell into a coma due to heatstroke. Now my servant is eager to save him and rushes to send him back to the capital for medical treatment. This is simply ridiculous. The whole family is loyal! If you, the little emperor, don't immediately issue greetings in person and send an imperial doctor to visit, it would be very unethical. Why should you hold him responsible for returning to Beijing without permission?
How could your father, who was such a kind and good emperor, give birth to such a mean and unkind person like you?
But of course Gao Mo was not innocent, he quickly explained: "That's not what I meant, but... uh, eldest young master, our Jinghua Caravan has been doing business for a long time, and we have taken over many businesses to help exterminate the bandits. Although it is reasonable to say that they are a thorn in the side of various bandits, in fact, there are still some small groups of thieves and bandits near Gyeonggi Province. They all want to help us do something, so if we are willing, it is easy to get these people to come forward. Stop Mr. Zhang Ge."
When Gao Mo said this, he saw that Gao Pragmatic's brows had wrinkled, and he quickly explained: "We are not really asking them to do anything to Mr. Zhang Ge, we are just trying to find a way to delay Mr. Zhang Ge's schedule..."
"No." Gao Pragmatic waved his hand directly: "You can't do this kind of thing. If we do these things, what is the difference between us and those guards who are rotten to the core? Although defeating Feng Bao and Zhang Juzheng is an established strategy, the means It’s limited to officialdom, and it can’t be involved in those who are on the run – Feng Bao has already suffered this loss this time, and I don’t want to be like him.”
Gao Pragmatic paused and then explained: "I know that if you do business all year round, you may inevitably have to deal with these people, but collaborating with others is definitely not allowed. Gao Mo, remember, I have spent so much financial and material resources to create various The servant guards are not going to be the boss of the underworld! Send a message to Cao Gan and Gao Jue, saying that no matter what they do, they must be recognized by those thieves and bandits. One thing is clear: the caravans under the flag of Beijing are all protected by me, if anyone dares to mess around, I don’t mind uprooting them!"
Gao Mo didn't dare to persuade him anymore. He knew Gao's pragmatic temper and the habits of his subordinates. In addition to the various rules he had set long ago, he had always followed the principle of "I won't ask too much about small things, and you will follow my orders for big things." "The purpose of this is, so now that he has a clear explanation at this moment, he must obey the order. He will not say more at the moment and just accept it.
Gao Pragmatic then said: "You don't have to be too anxious. Even if Zhang Juzheng sends someone to deliver the letter and sets off from Tianshou Mountain at the same time, it will take more than a day to get back to the capital. He is destined to miss today's big drama. .”
Gao Mo thought about it and felt that the eldest young master's estimate was good. Because Zhang Juzheng was a civil servant, he could not return to Beijing on a fast horse alone, but could only come back slowly in a sedan chair.
Even though he was born in the military, his father Zhang Wenming was already a scholar when he was a child. Although he could not go further, since he had achieved fame, there was no problem in supporting his children to study.
What's more, Zhang Juzheng was known as a child prodigy when he was young. He was very precocious, so he was trained as a scholar since he was a child. Riding horses was not his habit.
Moreover, Zhang Juzheng is a very pompous person. He seems to think that the pomp of an official is a display of majesty. He always wears a full guard of honor when traveling. Now that he is a minister of Gu Ming, the guard of honor is very complicated. It can be reached in a day on a fast horse. The journey could not be completed in one day and one night, it would take at least two days.
After two days, not to mention Feng Bao, even the day lily was cold.
However, they didn't know that although the estimates made by his master and servant were not entirely wrong, they were not entirely right either.
Zhang Juzheng is indeed a typical scholar-official who cannot ride a horse or shoot a bow, but after all, he is an extremely decisive person. Although you can't ride a horse, you can still ride a carriage. Although it is a bit bumpy, it is fast at least.
Zhang Juzheng did not ride in his big green cloth sedan this time, nor did he put up any ceremonial guard for the elders. Instead, he set off from Tianshou Mountain in a light carriage with more than a dozen horsemen and entourage, and was now rushing to the capital.
Speaking of which, he was also afraid that Meng Chong would find out and send someone to "invite" him back. You must know that Meng Chong is now the eunuch guarding Changping and also serves as a promotion and mausoleum worker. He has serious soldiers at his disposal - the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Tombs, whether in Nanjing, Fengyang or the capital, all have a special mausoleum guard system. A large number of them, such as Xiaoling Guard, Changling Guard, Xianling Guard, etc., all belong to this special system.
While Gao Jingshi and his master and servant were discussing the matter, Zhang Juzheng was sitting on the carriage that was speeding along, resisting the urge to vomit and urging him to hurry up and hurry up!
