Empress Dowager Li, who was listening to Feng Baohui's report about the banquet at Wenhua Hall, saw Zhu Yijun in such pain, stood up suddenly, her face changed several times, and said sternly: "Tishuai is so brave! Let him stop quickly. .”
Empress Dowager Rensheng Chen, instead grabbed Empress Dowager Li and said, "Sister, why don't you let the emperor practice? If there is another assassination attempt, the emperor will not be able to defeat him, but he will have to be able to run away."
How can it be so easy for an orphan and a widowed mother to sit on the throne?
Empress Dowager Li and Empress Dowager Chen are honored as empress dowagers. Empress Dowager Li is only 27 years old this year, and Empress Dowager Chen is only 29 years old this year. They are thirty years old. They have not even reached the age of thirty. Facing the aging court officials of the Ming Dynasty, they face How big a plan do they have for the complicated harem?
After hearing this, Empress Dowager Li sat down again and gave Feng Bao a cold look. Just this look made Feng Bao shudder. This kind of thing must never happen again.
The method given by His Majesty is excellent. The evil will return to evil, and the house will be wiped out. Only by doing this can we make this sieve-like palace less dangerous.
Mrs. Chen lay on the recliner, swaying and said to Feng Bao: "Feng Dajue, go to Langxia's house and find a few ten-year-old Huangmen to practice martial arts with His Majesty. This person is most afraid of suffering himself. If If someone eats it together, it won’t seem so bitter.”
"Go." Queen Mother Li had already finished listening to Feng Bao's report.
What concerned Empress Dowager Li the most was what Zhang Juzheng said while kneeling on the ground after giving a lecture. This was the first time Zhang Juzheng praised the young emperor's performance after the banquet.
It has been six months since Zhu Yijun's performance was praised by the chief minister of the cabinet for the first time. This is a kind of recognition.
According to the agreement between the emperor and the chief minister, there will be school examinations on the 19th of every month. As long as your majesty can study wholeheartedly and be recognized by the majority of courtiers, the country will be considered stable. As for the resurgence of the Ming Dynasty?
Empress Dowager Li is just a womanizer, she actually doesn't have many ideas.
Feng Bao actually didn't want to ask the young eunuchs to come with him, but after thinking about it, the Queen Mother still asked him to find someone. This was an opportunity to crowd in the emperor's side. It didn't take long before ten young eunuchs aged ten years were brought. In the martial arts room, ten supporting Tiqi began to stretch the muscles of the young eunuchs together.
Screams came one after another. Zhu Yijun was a little embarrassed to scream before, but he kept it up. When he saw ten young eunuchs shouting together, there was no taboo.
Practicing martial arts is very hard.
The little emperor was so exhausted that he lay on the ground with no love left.
Zhu Xixiao actually dared to train the little emperor like this. This was no longer an ordinary boldness.
"Your Majesty, why don't you take a rest?" Looking at the little emperor lying on the ground without grace and etiquette, Zhu Xixiao felt a trace of pity and fear. At that time, the little emperor's few words aroused his anger, and he opened his muscles. Although the cracked bones and tendons in the aged body were not that painful, it was still the greatest pain the little emperor had ever suffered in his life.
Zhang Hong, who was on the side, was also a little at a loss. He hurriedly advised: "Your Majesty, take a rest. Your Majesty is naturally brave, but the little eunuchs accompanying the drill can't hold on any longer."
Zhu Yijun, who was lying on the ground, looked helplessly at the two big heads in front of his eyes. He took a deep breath to cheer up and said to Zhu Xixiao: "Ci can't control soldiers. If Qi Shuai lets you train soldiers, I'm afraid it will be too late." He was killed by the Japanese, his head was stuck on a pole, and he was paraded around the streets!"
Zhu Xixiao's fists were almost broken. What did he say? What words is this! He felt hugely humiliated, and he shouted loudly: "Zhanzhuang! One group for a quarter of an hour, four groups in total, let's start!"
"Your Majesty, this and this..." Zhang Hong couldn't understand at all why Your Majesty kept irritating Tishuai with words and drilled him redoubled. Even if His Majesty wanted to touch the military power, he could just show off, why should he practice it and torture himself like this? ?
Sunk cost, Zhu Yijun has already suffered the pain of stretching his muscles in order to practice martial arts. If he doesn't master this martial arts, how can he be worthy of the pain he has suffered?
The soldiers of the Qi family came from humble backgrounds and had to join the army to have food. They could bear it. Why couldn't he, a man who had no worries about food and clothing, not be able to bear it?
Zhu Yijun stood up and continued practicing.
Zhang Hong conveyed the message to the Queen Mother of the two palaces in detail. Queen Mother Li finally heard the problem. She asked with confusion: "My son, why are you so stubborn?"
"Of course it's to practice martial arts well." Queen Mother Ren Sheng Chen gave an answer. It seemed like nonsense, but it made everyone present feel doubts in their hearts. Maybe, maybe, probably, your Majesty, who is expected by all people, is really Is he a perseverant person?
The Ming Dynasty needed a monarch with great perseverance, great ambition, and great skills to revitalize the imperial court and reshape the iron and steel bones.
Can the little emperor in front of him really become the popular hero?
Zhu Yijun's performance impressed Zhu Xixiao, because no matter how difficult it was, the little emperor persisted. His head was upright, his neck was straight, his chest was held, his waist was straight, his hips were tucked in, and his shoulders were lowered. Although the little emperor's posture was not too standard. , but what those ten little eunuchs did was even uglier.
A hundred practices are not as good as one stand. Zhanzhuang is the entry-level skill of martial arts. Zhanzhuang is practiced on the lower body. The lower body is unstable. Other fancy tricks, such as the five-whip kick, can only be classified as juggling.
The bottom plate is stable and the foundation is stable. When charging, you can rush and fight fiercely, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger. As for where to charge, it depends on the will of His Majesty the Emperor.
"Take it." Zhu Xixiao looked at the time and said immediately when the time came.
Zhu Yijun stood up slowly, with his heels touching each other, his toes splayed out, his head and eyes straight, and he calmly took more than ten breaths before kicking his legs. This skin was only ten years old, and he recovered very quickly.
"Your Majesty, it's time to rest." Zhu Xixiao immediately added without waiting for Zhu Yijun to speak: "Too much is not enough."
Zhu Xixiao also knew that the little emperor was irritating him, but the little emperor's mouth was too venomous. He was so venomous that even though he knew he was deliberately irritating him, he was still very angry. He had already practiced for two hours today, and it would be dark if he practiced any more. Too much was not enough. If you are injured, you may rest for a few days, which is not worth the loss.
At the eunuch's greeting, Doctor Chen immediately came over, put his hand on the emperor's pulse, closed his eyes for a long time before opening his eyes and said: "Your Majesty's pulse is steady and strong, and there are no other symptoms of palpitations. You can practice."
Some people are born unable to practice martial arts, which is a symptom of heart palpitations. It is probably congenital heart disease and is not suitable for strenuous exercise.
Zhu Yijun did not have this problem. Taking pulse was only the final diagnosis. After looking, smelling, asking, and opening the tendons, he still had a hard mouth. When he stood still, his breathing was stable.
When the emperor practiced martial arts, he was followed by a long series of big tails, and there were ten young eunuchs as sparring partners, and the imperial doctor was no exception.
"Doctor Chen's name is Chen Shigong?" Zhu Yijun moved his hands and feet. Although his walking posture was a bit weird, his young body was not so painful that he could not walk. The hard work of practicing martial arts exceeded Zhu Yijun's imagination. If there were more stances, It would be difficult for him to hold on for some time.
The little emperor is a bit fat, so it takes more effort to connect the stances than others.
Doctor Chen was in pain. He had already submitted his resignation, but the hospital was not sure about the decision. It was said that Feng Dajuan and Zhang Dajuan wanted him to change the medicine. He thought that after changing the medicine, he hurriedly left the place where this was wrong. As a result, His Majesty even ordered him to change the medicine. All their names are known.
He quickly said: "My name is indeed Chen Shigong."
"But he is good at the art of cutting?" Zhu Yijun thought for a moment before asking.
Chen Shigong was stunned and replied: "I am indeed good at surgery."
"That's it. From now on, when I practice martial arts, you will watch from the sidelines." Zhu Yijun looked at Chen Shigong and said quite accurately.
The age is right, the skills are right, and the medical ethics are right. This is a surgical master. During the Wanli to Chongzhen years, Chen Shigong performed appendicitis surgery. Jieju was surgical operation, and Chen Shigong was very good at cancer, which is also the disease of loss of glory. , a little research.
This kind of medical master can only use his lifelong skills to carry forward the Qisheng Sect by following him!
"Your Majesty..." Chen Shigong wanted to refuse, but he couldn't find a reason at the moment. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead because of his anxiety. He had great medical skills, but to treat the emperor, it was wrong to use medicine or not to use medicine.
The Renyin Palace changed and Emperor Jiajing was assassinated by a palace maid. Xu Shen, the Imperial Hospital envoy who saved Emperor Jiajing's life, died just after returning home.
The imperial doctors of the imperial hospital treated other people with medicine and cured their illnesses. However, when they treated the emperor, they would die if they looked good, and they would die if they looked bad.
Zhu Yijun did not follow Chen Shigong's calligraphy, and said with a smile: "Then I just ask my mother for help. Take the medical box with me to the Fusi Yamen in Beizhen and check the pulse of Wang Zhanglong, who assassinated me."
Beizhen Fusi's punishment of five poisons is famous all over the world. After entering Beizhen Fusi Yamen, no matter how strong a man is, he can become half disabled. If other cases are not tried, he will die first.
By then Tishuai would be unable to explain clearly even with a hundred mouths.
Tiqi is in decline, and Fusi Yamen in Beizhen is not necessarily safe.
Zhu Yijun limped up to Empress Dowager Li and Empress Dowager Chen, and said with a smile: "Mom, mother, my child is back from practicing. My legs are a little uncomfortable, but it's nothing serious. Children will recover quickly."
"My mother told me how hard it was, but you just didn't listen. You have suffered today, why don't you practice tomorrow?" Empress Dowager Li felt a little distressed when she saw Zhu Yijun limping around. In her words, she was complaining about Zhu Xixiao. the meaning of.
Zhu Yijun said solemnly: "Practice, and one day will not be wasted."
"Then let the prince go." Empress Dowager Li finally suppressed her inner compassion. The child didn't complain about pain or tiredness. It was also good to practice martial arts. She wouldn't be at a loss when facing an assassin.
Zhu Yijun continued: "Mr. Chen will follow the child from now on. If he can take care of me after practicing martial arts, my mother will be at ease. The child will take Dr. Chen to Fusi Yamen in Beizhen and come back before the palace door is locked. "
"The ministers of the outer court are fighting to the death for their own interests. When they handle this case, they will eventually go to the party prison. Let me go and have a look."
Empress Dowager Li glanced at Feng Bao angrily. This job was supposed to be done by him, but he couldn't do it well, and even gave the lie to the foreign court. Otherwise, how could His Majesty have to step forward?
Zhu Yijun said with certainty: "The cheating dog has been found, and the people who colluded with him outside will also be found, and they will be sentenced to death to have the effect of intimidation and punishment."
"Otherwise, this kind of thing will probably happen more often in the future. Mother, don't worry. Tishuai and Feng Daban's Jingjun will follow, so nothing will happen."
"Then go." Queen Mother Li thought again and again, then waved her hand and said, "I will definitely come back before the palace door is locked."
"Well, I'll leave my child." Zhu Yijun said goodbye to the two empress dowagers and headed towards Chengtianmen. Fusi Yamen in Beizhen was just outside Chengtianmen, opposite the Liubu Yamen. He didn't walk fast because his legs and feet were still a little uncomfortable. After a few hundred steps, everything was stable.
A young body recovers quickly.
Tiqi opened the main gate of Chengtian Gate, and the guards in royal robes stood in two rows to clear the way for His Majesty. Everyone stood upright and majestic. When His Majesty left the palace, they were the guarantee of His Majesty's safety.
The sedan chair was following behind Zhu Yijun, but he did not ride on it. Instead, he walked through the doorway and walked out of Chengtian Gate.
Emperor Wanli never stepped out of the palace for thirty years, but Zhu Yijun walked out of the palace in just one day.
He stood in front of Chengtian Gate and motioned for Feng Bao to come forward. He asked in a low voice: "Feng Daban, when you step out of the door, it is the world of foreign ministers, not the palace. You can also see that Mr. Yuan Fu is not necessarily I am on your side, but you are my great companion and my person. When you go outside, no matter what, I will give you a platform."
"Now tell me the truth. Was it Chen Hong who did it or you?"
"Whether you did it or not, this matter can only be done by Chen Hong. But if you did it, I will deal with you when I go back. If the Jin party comes up with evidence against you, you must be prepared in advance."
"I didn't do it." Feng Bao replied very confidently. How stupid was he to do such a thing in order to hunt down Gao Gong Chen Hong? Chen Hong has lost his power. He can be killed by deducting a theft, so there is no need to take such a big risk.
Zhu Yijun said calmly: "Feng Daban, remember what I said, I only asked twice, not a third time, and again and again, and again, and again, and no more, the Jin Party is dominant in the DPRK, and you and Mr. Yuanfu Zhang are trying to deal with the Jin Party. I can understand, and what I said is very clear."
"I'm asking you for the second time, did you do it? Admit it now, and I will spare your life. It's a golden word."
"No!" Feng Bao did nothing wrong, so he was naturally not afraid of ghosts knocking on his door.
Feng Bao was extremely meticulous in his work, but he also knew that if you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself.
He just didn't do it. Something happened to the little emperor, Empress Dowager Li went crazy, Zhang Juzheng was about to fall, Feng Bao was about to fall, Gao Gong and Chen Hong, the Jin Party's dependants, both fell, and there were plenty of ways to deal with the rest of the Jin Party. , Zhang Juzheng and Feng Bao, taking this dangerous step out of desperation is seeking death.
No matter how thorough the plan is, there will always be some omissions. This is the shortcoming of conspiracy.
Feng Bao and Zhang Juzheng could not guarantee that the plan would be realized perfectly. Wang Zhanglong was the most uncontrollable variable. If Wang Zhanglong broke into the Qianqing Palace, would he really not be able to kill the emperor with a single blow?
"Let's go to Beizhen Fusi Yamen." Zhu Yijun glanced at Feng Bao, nodded, and headed towards Beizhen Fusi Yamen.
