The Analects of Confucius should be read in the second tone and not in the fourth tone. This is Zhu Yijun's problem.
Zhang Juzheng immediately replied: "The Book of Han says: Each of his disciples kept records. After the master died, his disciples discussed and compiled them with each other, so it is called The Analects of Confucius."
"Lun, Lun, compile, compile, not discuss, so read Yang Ping Sheng [lún] instead of Qu Sheng [lùn]."
"That's it." Only then did Zhu Yijun understand why the Analects was written in two tones instead of four. It was for compilation, not discussion.
As Zhang Juzheng said, he is a scholar. As the ninth in the second class, he definitely has no problems in knowledge and can answer the little emperor's questions with ease.
Zhu Yijun started to ask some doubts about the Analects of Confucius. Zhang Juzheng answered fluently and explained in detail. Between the questions and answers, time passed very quickly. An hour had passed unknowingly, until Zhang Hong reminded that Your Majesty should It’s time to stop after lunch.
Zhang Juzheng was quite pleased. He became more and more satisfied as he watched the little emperor read. Today, the little emperor studied by himself and achieved more results than during the previous six months. His Majesty read the book, and he was extremely serious and had his own opinions.
For example, if a friend comes from afar, it is not surprising.
His Majesty’s explanation: Friends coming from far away naturally have common topics and ambitions, and naturally do the same things. How can they not be happy?
It means: Comrades and peers, only then can we enjoy the same.
Just this explanation made Zhang Juzheng full of emotions. In the past six months, he had crammed it in, and he had to fill it in and get it out. He read the book, but only a little bit.
And now Zhang Juzheng finally feels that all his hard work has been in vain.
Zhang Juzheng waved his sleeves very solemnly, knelt down on the ground with five bows and three kowtows, and said sincerely: "I have overstepped my bounds. I will abide by the constitution established by my ancestors and dare not argue with my assumptions. The country loves talents more and I dare not use selfish means." It is intended that this minister should repay the late emperor and be loyal to your majesty. Your majesty is wise and wise. I still hope that your majesty will continue to give lectures and work diligently to keep friends with the virtuous and far away from traitors, so that the palace and the government can be unified and united, so that Yongxi can be a long-lasting emperor. Governance."
Zhang Juzheng's words were arrogant and he had lost his duty as a minister. Who can have expectations for the emperor?
But considering that the emperor was only ten years old and the emperor was unable to stand up, these words were Zhang Juzheng's affirmation of the emperor as the chief assistant.
Zhu Yijun smiled and replied: "I love you."
"Yuan Fu, can I ask about Wang Zhanglong's case?" Zhu Yijun didn't stand up, but looked at Zhang Juzheng and asked.
If you give him some sunshine, it will be brilliant. If you give him some dye, he will open a dyeing workshop. He immediately chose to push his nose and face and continue to test the limits of his imperial power.
What happened to the ten-year-old emperor?
The lack of imperial power does not mean that Zhu Yijun is not the emperor!
At the age of ten, the emperor can no longer interfere with the affairs of the court? He was the victim, and he was the one who was assassinated.
Zhang Juzheng could only have one answer to Zhu Yijun's question. He bowed his head and said: "Everything is impossible and reasonable."
"Feng Daban, you have been in power for more than half a year. Chen Hong has a life-and-death grudge against you. He is resentful and resents the Queen Mother for taking away his position and power. Why didn't you sink him earlier? If it had been done earlier, what else would have happened? What's the case today?" Zhu Yijun first looked at Feng Bao.
Feng Bao was a little confused by the question. He thought about this several times in his mind before he knelt down with a bang and said in horror: "I thought it was enough to send that bitch Chen Hong to Langxia's house, but I didn't expect that. He is so unfaithful and unfilial, and he eats everything inside and outside, so please let your majesty take a closer look, I am guilty."
Zhu Yijun shook his head, looked at Feng Bao and said: "Feng Daban, you still don't know where you went wrong. I'm here to ask you, if you were Chen Hong, and if Chen Hong were you, how could you change the situation? People have life-and-death hatred, Chen Hong gained power six months ago, where are you today?"
"Withered bones in the well." Feng Bao knelt on the ground, a layer of cold sweat rising on his back. Thinking from his perspective, with Chen Hongzhi's ruthless heart, Feng Bao had only one end, and he had been thrown into the well long ago.
Zhu Yijun continued: "Today is the result of yesterday's cause. The injury on your face today is the cause you planted yesterday. Now that you have gained power, you will not forgive others. Your benevolence in one thought will lead to what happened today."
"Yuan Fu just said that the palace and the palace are one. As the chief minister of the palace, the eunuch of the ceremonial department, the eunuch and the governor of the East Factory, you are so powerful, can you really make the palace and the palace become one? After the assassination of the king and the murder of the king, what will happen to the queen mother? Considering you? If you don’t know how to control the maids and eunuchs in the palace, I will teach you."
"You hang small boxes everywhere in the palace. If there are disrespectful words or deeds, or even murder, you can stuff them into the boxes and report them. The father can sue his son, the son can sue his father, and the children can sue the master. In this way, everyone will be at risk. Naturally, I don’t dare to hide in the forest. Your position as an ancestor is naturally as stable as Mount Tai. Who can stand up to you?"
"Take the Chen Hong case as an example. Chen Hong wants to seek your position. If he can't do it himself, he will leave it to his colleagues Teng Xiang, Meng Chong and others. Do you think these two people are doing things or reporting? Woolen cloth?"
"Everyone in this palace wants to climb up. Everyone wants to climb to the top step by step, and climb to your position as Feng Daban. Those who do bad things should be wary of their accomplices."
Zhang Hong, the newly promoted eunuch of the Qianqing Palace, heard his calves spinning. His Majesty's plan was too sinister!
Assassinating the king and killing the driver, such a heinous crime, if it could be accomplished, the one who would benefit the most would be Chen Hong. After Chen Hong benefited, in order to prevent the matter from being exposed, he would definitely kill Teng Xiang and Meng Chong to keep the secret.
Teng Xiang and Meng Chong have been in the palace for many years, how can they not know how powerful they are?
If they can report and expose quietly, they will definitely choose this way!
"I will obey your majesty's teachings!" At this time, Feng Bao had only one feeling: the ancestors in the palace should let your majesty do it!
This is completely a desperate plan that damages Yin De.
"Pingsheng, be smarter from now on, don't be so stupid, and be dragged by the officials of the outer court." Zhu Yijun didn't say much to Feng Bao. If Feng Bao didn't do his job well, he would be a dry bone in the well. He couldn't handle small things well and had to be taught by the emperor himself. It can only be said that Feng Bao was still a little stupid.
Feng Bao wants to cry but has no tears. Is he stupid? Is he still stupid? If he is stupid, how can there be a smart person among the eunuchs in the palace?
But His Majesty's method is simple, direct and effective.
Zhang Juzheng frowned. He had just looked at the little emperor with admiration. Is this little emperor so cruel? But when I think about the undercurrents inside and outside the Ming Dynasty, it doesn't seem like a shortcoming to be harsh on the emperor. The Ming Dynasty is declining, so it would be better to be more ruthless to avoid being bullied.
Zhang Juzheng didn't think it was the little emperor's idea. His sunny smile and slightly rich face didn't look sinister at all.
Zhang Juzheng thought it was the young emperor Feng Baojiao who said this.
Feng Bao also wanted to give an explanation to the foreign court. If something bad happened, he had to tell the foreign court about the remedial measures to appease the ministers of the foreign court.
"Yuan Fu." Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Juzheng and said again: "Today's court meeting, I listened to it intermittently. I will tell you my opinion. Is that right? Please ask Yuan Fu Fu Bi."
"Yang Bo, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, and Ge Shouli, the censor of Zuodu, seem to speak for me, but after thinking about it, they don't seem to be loyal and loyal. They are just using my name to show their concern for me. Their purpose in criticizing Feng Bao was actually to protect Gao Gong. If Feng Bao hadn't been clever enough to block the conversation, this case would have caused more trouble."
Feng Bao heard this and immediately said loudly: "Ah, yes, yes, your majesty is wise! Then Yang Bo and Ge Shouli are just for the sake of Gao Gong, and speak in front of others!"
"Your Majesty, it's true." Zhang Juzheng thought about it for a while and chose to tell the truth.
Yang Junqing, the son of Yang Bo, the Minister of Civil Affairs, married the daughter of Wang Chonggu, the governor of Beijing. Gao Gong and Wang Chonggu were classmates and best friends.
The Jin Party, who are classmates, teachers, fellow villagers and in-laws, is deeply rooted in the government.
Wang Chonggu leads the Jingying camp. Even if the Jingying camp has eroded to the number of fifty or sixty thousand old, weak, sick and disabled, it is still the Jingying camp.
Chief Assistant Gao Gong relied on the Jin Party to work, Yang Bo, the Minister of Civil Affairs, was a Jin Party, Wang Chonggu, the Governor of Beijing Camp, was still a Jin Party, and Ge Shouli, the General Secretary of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, was a Jin Party.
Chief Assistant Gao Gong said in front of the coffin: How can a ten-year-old prince govern the world? After hearing this, Queen Mother Li would think that Gao Gong was doing it for the great Ming Dynasty and the country? Or do you think Gao Gong was speechless because of the late emperor's great deeds? Or do you think Gao Gong is trying to master the power of the country and usurp the artifact?
Even if Gao Gong is really for the Ming Dynasty, can he say this?
If the king is not secretive, his ministers will be lost. If his ministers are not secretive, he will lose his virginity. If several things are not kept secret, it will be harmful. Even Zhu Yijun knows this. How can Gao Gong, the chief minister of the cabinet and a scholar, not know this?
Add the sentence: The emperor approved it internally without issuing any draft, which completely angered Empress Dowager Li.
Gao Gong finally lost his sense of humility.
It has not been uncommon since ancient times for people to do unfaithful and unfilial things under the banner of being loyal to the emperor. Carrying...
"That's it." Zhu Yijun packed up his desk, especially his notes, and put them completely into his sleeves, and then said: "Assassinating the king and killing the driver is an unforgivable crime of treason. It is not justice. I am the monarch. Of course I have the right to ask, after today's martial arts practice, I will go to Beizhen Fusi to supervise the trial, what is Yuan Fu's opinion?"
Zhang Juzheng immediately retorted: "Your Majesty, noble people do not live in lowly places."
What does it mean that the emperor went to Fusi Yamen in Beizhen to supervise the trial?
At the age of ten, one should devote oneself to learning. Even practicing martial arts is an act of neglecting one's duties, not learning and having no skills. Then going to supervise and interrogate is not what one should do at this age. Doesn't it seem even more neglectful of one's duties? .
Feng Bao also bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, if you go to the smelly place of Fusi in Beizhen, how will you explain to the Queen Mother if you get sick?"
"Beizhen Fusi is an official office, why do you think it's a lowly place?" Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Juzheng, then looked at Feng Bao, and asked with a frown: "Yuanfu and Daban won't let me supervise the trial. Is it possible?" Is there another secret behind this case?"
What kind of secret?
It is a situation where Chen Hong and Gao Gong are dissatisfied with losing power and take desperate measures;
Zhang Juzheng and Feng Bao joined forces to pursue Gao Gong and Jin Dang. This is another situation.
Now the court is debating that it was Chen Hong who committed the crime. Gao Gong is suspected but has not been confirmed. If Zhang Juzheng and Feng Bao stop him, it will really be yellow mud that has covered his crotch. It is either shit or shit.
Zhang Juzheng discovered that the little emperor was so good at eloquence that he cornered him in a few words. If one answer was not good enough, how could Feng Bao send the words to Empress Dowager Li again? Clear?
Zhang Juzheng thought about how the little emperor looked lazy during the previous feast. Now he can read very clearly after just a few hours of reading. Could it be that this little emperor has been lazy before?
Even if it is taught by Feng Bao, it is very difficult to explain it so clearly.
The little emperor is not stupid, and is even very smart. The main reason why his studies have not been recognized by the bachelor of Yanyan is that the little emperor does not want to learn, and is perfunctory or lazy.
"I will go with your Majesty." Zhang Juzheng made his choice.
Feng Bao also said quickly: "I will also go with your Majesty."
After lunch, Zhu Yijun rested for half an hour and began to practice martial arts. As the commander-in-chief, Zhu Xixiao was the ceremonial officer. He had been standing outside the Wenhua Hall. Zhu Xixiao also heard clearly the duel between the emperor and Zhang Juzheng.
Zhu Xixiao had only one feeling about this little emperor. He was taught so many sinister ideas at a young age. This would definitely be a huge disaster when he grows up.
But Zhu Xixiao feels that it is not a bad thing, and a disaster is a disaster. The Ming Dynasty is like this, and the disaster is better than mediocrity.
Zhu Yijun changed into Wu Bian uniform, which is the clothes for martial arts training. He stood in the martial arts room and said to Zhu Xixiao: "Tishuai, I heard that when Emperor Chengzuwen, Emperor Renzong and Emperor Xuanzong were alive, they had to parade their military horses every day. , inspecting the capital camp, he said: The Ming army is so powerful!"
"When the Zhengtong era was cut off, I, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, followed the method of my ancestors. I should practice martial arts and practice spears. I don't seek to be superior in martial arts, but only seek to know the military affairs."
"Today I will accept Tishuai as my teacher, and I also ask Tishuai to do his best."
The military horses were paraded every day so that the sergeants could know who His Majesty was. Since the Zhengtong years, when the young ruler was suspicious of the country and the emperor failed to maintain his integrity, the emperor had never been to the capital camp again. Zhu Yijun wanted to pick up this tradition.
Bring back the great Ming army Rong Yao Tianwei.
The Ming army glorified Tianwei, what a glorious moment that was, now...
Zhu Xixiao bowed his head and said: "What standards should I follow when receiving orders?"
"Practice according to Qi Jiajun standards." Zhu Yijun said with certainty.
"This..." Zhu Xixiao looked embarrassed.
Zhu Yijun asked with some confusion: "Does Ti Shuai know it?"
"Yes!" Zhu Xixiao felt a fire rising in his heart. He was Tishuai. Qi's military training method was particularly effective. Of course he had inquired about it, and Qi Jiguang also wrote a military book. As Tishuai, Zhu Xixiao was naturally Will do!
Who are you looking down on?
What Zhu Yijun wants is this fire. He is the emperor. If he does not stir up this fire, Zhu Xixiao will not teach him well. The little emperor is only ten years old, but it is still too late to practice martial arts at this age. The first step in practicing martial arts is Open tendons.
"Ah! It hurts, it hurts! It hurts!" The young emperor kept slapping the roots of his legs. This stretch was much more painful than he imagined.
Zhu Xixiao said with an unbearable look on his face: "Then stop?"
Zhu Yijun grimaced in pain and sweatdropped from the pain, but he still said firmly: "Go on, try harder! Tiqi didn't eat, or Tishuai didn't eat?!"
