Why does Zhang Siwei hate Zhang Juzheng so much that he hates him to death?
Because Zhang Siwei could not return to the court before, Zhang Juzheng took it upon himself to accuse Zhang Siwei of being ugly. It was Zhang Juzheng who accelerated the compilation of the actual records, preventing Zhang Siwei from being promoted to the throne due to his merits. In Zhang Siwei's view, it was Zhang Juzheng who caused the scandal first. Got to him!
That's why Zhang Siwei wanted to bribe the chef of the Quanchu Guild Hall and kill Zhang Juzheng.
Zhu Yijun rushed to the courtyard at a very fast speed. The courtiers were not willing to come to this place at all. Even though there was no smell of blood, there was not even a cicada chirping here in the summer. It was a hell on earth, a place where Zhang Juzheng showed his terrible authority. , how cruel is it to dissect people alive?
But Zhu Yijun was not afraid at all. Zhang Juzheng, Qi Jiguang, Tan Lun, Lu Tiaoyang, Wang Guoguang, and Hai Rui all followed His Majesty into the Jiecui courtyard.
As soon as Zhu Yijun entered the Jiecu Courtyard, he asked loudly: "Where is Zhang Siwei? Has he died? It's such a pity that the Yongle Ceremony hasn't been finished yet!"
Zhang Juzheng could only hold his forehead. In Zhang Juzheng's view, the little emperor was a very kind monarch. From the perspective of the emperor's master, although the little emperor occasionally transformed into an indescribable monster, most of the time, the emperor was really very kind. kindness.
Before King Dingxiang died of illness, the young emperor did not feel unlucky at all. He went there in person, held Zhu Xizhong's hand, and accompanied Zhu Xizhong on the last journey. When Zhu Xixiao passed away, Zhu Yijun bid farewell to Zhu Xixiao as a disciple, because Zhu Xixiao was really the emperor's teacher.
After Tan Lun fell ill, the dynasty clearly needed Tan Lun to be the governor of the military affairs. However, because of Tan Lun's health, the little emperor refused to agree. If anyone advised Tan Lun to work on the battlefield, Zhu Yijun would send him to the Jiefang Hospital. Since Qi Jiguang returned to Beijing, he had to visit the palace almost every three days. The little emperor always wanted to keep Qi Shuai in the palace for dinner.
Yin Zhengmao was so greedy that everyone in the world knew about corrupt officials. Just because he could do things, His Majesty protected him in every possible way. Even when Zhang Juzheng came to give advice, the little emperor refused to accept the advice because Yin Zhengmao had difficulties and was afraid of hurting the efforts of the ministers who were doing their jobs.
Before Yang Bo returned to his hometown, His Majesty specifically pointed out Yang Bo's contribution. After Yang Bo returned, the young emperor also wrote a letter and gave Yang Bo a large character. After Yang Bo passed away, His Majesty did not care about the people in the court. No matter how dirty he is, he will be given a posthumous title, promoted to an official position, and given a favor, but he will not be left behind.
There are various signs that His Majesty is a benevolent king, but even such a benevolent king has made no secret of his disgust for Zhang Siwei from beginning to end.
The emperor said it was a pity, but his tone was such that he finally gave up!
It's not even a pity at all. It's a pity that Zhang Siwei died before he could finish the job at hand.
At this moment, Zhang Siwei had red streaks and green veins on his face. He was clutching his stomach and rolling. When the pain was so extreme, he couldn't even cry out. He could only feel waves of dizziness and colorful colors in front of his eyes. The light flashed in front of my eyes.
"Arsenic?" Chen Shigong asked Li Shizhen with a tone of confidence as he saw Zhang Siwei hurting like a cooked shrimp.
Li Shizhen stretched out her hand and said, "I can save him, but can I save him?"
To save or not to save, that was a question. Li Shizhen was particularly anxious. He seemed to have returned to his original contradictory self.
As a doctor, he must save every patient in his hands. This is his bounden duty as a doctor. However, this man is hated by His Majesty, and from Chen Shigong's few words, the earliest batch included Wang Jinglong and Chen Hong. All the other criminals were related to Zhang Siwei.
There are no good or bad people in the court, they are all voracious machines that eat people without spitting out their bones. Which doctor will end up well if he participates in a party struggle of this level? Why did Li Shizhen run away from Tai Hospital? Tortured by this anxiety, Li Shizhen was in a dilemma.
Now, he encountered this problem again.
"Save...save me." Zhang Siwei did not hear the two doctors talking, but stretched out his hands to grasp the last hope of life.
When Zhu Yijun came to the main hall of the hospital, Li Shizhen hurriedly greeted him, recounted his symptoms, and asked eagerly: "Your Majesty, if you don't use medicine, you will die."
Doctors are benevolent. Every patient who dies in their hands makes Li Shizhen feel pain. Saving Zhang Siwei means offending Zhang Juzheng, His Majesty, and the people who wanted to harm Zhang Siwei.
When Zhu Yijun heard that the man was not dead, he looked disappointed. He waved his hand and said: "Help, the fight in the court has nothing to do with the great medical officers. The doctors will try their best to save him, and it will be the same in the future. But if there is no Ministry of Punishment to guide him, When a prisoner who has been punished with the correct punishment is sent, the chief medical officer will do his best to rescue him."
"Rescue?" Li Shizhen was stunned, looked at the little emperor and said in disbelief: "Rescue?"
"Well, go ahead, go ahead." Zhu Yijun nodded and said.
Zhu Yijun did not avoid it. Looking at Zhang Siwei's painful appearance, he frowned slightly. Of course he knew that this was a good opportunity to kill Zhang Siwei at this time, but Zhu Yijun was not happy to let the Jiejuyuan participate in the party struggle in the court. There are ten thousand ways to kill him, but it is definitely not to let the chief medical officers of Jiegeyuan break the rules.
Li Shizhen took out a white copper tube that was one finger thick and nearly a foot long. Chen Shigong could not pry Zhang Siwei's mouth open by himself. The little emperor asked Zhao Mengyou to come forward to help. Several people held Zhang Siwei down and opened Zhang Siwei's mouth. Mouth, Li Shizhen gestured, stuffed the white copper tube in bit by bit, and then poured the soapy water that had been prepared into Zhang Siwei.
Pancreas is made from pig pancreas and lard, added with sugar, and then added with alkali and plant ash. The lard will decompose into fatty acids under the action of pig pancreas at 40 degrees Celsius. The fatty acids, plant ash and alkali are then melted. A natural reaction occurs and fatty acid soap is produced.
The lard at this time has a strong fishy smell of pancreas, and the taste is definitely not good. The various raw materials are not purified. After this bowl, is the arsenic more poisonous, or is this bowl infinitely close to the talisman water? What is more poisonous is unknown.
Li Shizhen finished feeding the soup and motioned for everyone to stay away. Zhang Siwei burped and something like foam flowed out from his mouth.
Zhu Yijun saw it in a strange way and said doubtfully: "He's foaming at the mouth! Is he dead?"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Siwei spit out a mouthful. This mouthful was full of colors. Zhang Siwei just lay on his stomach and vomited everywhere.
Li Shizhen didn't mind being dirty, so she signaled Chen Shigong and others to wait. Then he opened his mouth, stretched the copper pipe in, and started pouring water. This time, he poured a lot of water.
"Click your throat." Li Shizhen pulled out the tube and said.
Zhao Mengyou put his finger directly in and pulled it a few times, and the water in Zhang Siwei's stomach surged out again.
Following the same pattern, Li Shizhen fed him water twice more, and then gave him a bowl of rich croton soup. This was a laxative. It only took one minute to make a strong man like Li Rusong lose his legs. Li Shizhen took a minute and drank the bowl. Not long after, Zhang Siwei, who everyone thought was dead, suddenly straightened his body.
Zhang Juzheng wanted to step forward and cover the little emperor's eyes. Such a cruel scene would seriously harm the young emperor's physical and mental health.
"Your Majesty, why don't you save me? It's too painful." Wang Chonggu, the patient's family member, looked at such a brutal scene and very solemnly proposed giving up treatment. Wang Chonggu knew very well why Zhang Siwei was carried to the hospital. Yes, it was his son Wang Qian who did it.
So what to save?
Li Shizhen started to feed water again, and after feeding the water, he added one point of concentrated croton juice. After the grain cycle was filled with only water, Li Shizhen nodded. Zhang Siwei's life was no longer in danger.
Zhu Yijun frowned and looked at Zhang Siwei. This was not life-threatening. His vital signs seemed to have almost disappeared.
"Sure enough, it is a very good idea to send the scum to the Jiecu Hospital." Zhu Yijun was very satisfied with the treatment process. He thought for a moment and said, "Give him some more sugar water, so he doesn't die in the Jiecu Hospital."
Zhu Yijun said sincerely that since he said he would save Zhang Siwei, he would not let Zhang Siwei die in the Jiecu Hospital as a patient.
Concentrated sugar water is a strategic material. On the battlefield, concentrated sugar water can be used to quickly replenish physical strength. It can also be used to treat the wounded. It can quickly increase blood sugar concentration and restore physical strength to a large extent. When Zhu Yijun performs physical training on weekdays, the palace They will prepare pear water with a piece of sugar in it, not much.
Zhang Siwei is not a sinner, but a patient who comes to the hospital and tries his best to save him, which is what he should do.
Zhang Siwei slowly regained consciousness in a puddle of mud. He remembered some things and forgot some things. This was an experience that he would never forget in his life. Death was only a few steps away from him.
He only remembered that when he was eating breakfast, he felt nausea, vomiting, stomach burning, and abdominal pain. He immediately put his hand down his throat to induce vomiting, and asked his family to send him to Xiecu Hospital for treatment.
Zhang Siwei's first reaction was not to ask his family to send him to Tai Hospital, but to Jiecu Hospital, because the medical skills of Jiecu Hospital were really superb.
Zhu Yijun saw Zhang Siwei open his eyes, exhaled through his nostrils, shook his sleeves and left the Jiecuyuan. It was a pity that he didn't notice the excitement.
Chen Shigong hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "The situation was quite urgent just now. He induced vomiting on his own. In fact, if we don't wash his stomach, he won't die. You can see that when he came, he was still alive and well."
Li Shizhen shook his head and said: "After all, he is our patient, so he should be washed. When he wakes up, he will have to thank us."
"That's true." Chen Shigong thought for a while and nodded. It would be better to wash it. If he really died, the signboard of Jiegeyuan would be smashed.
Chen Shigong told the truth. Zhang Siwei noticed something was wrong, so he squeezed his throat and induced vomiting. He would not die if he died.
The poison that Zhang Siwei drank was actually red letter stone, or red vitriol, which is common in pharmacies. This stuff is not pure enough. If you want to poison people, you have to increase the dosage.
Red letter stone is arsenic, but its purity is not high.
If you want to obtain arsenic, you can also calcine realgar to obtain red arsenic, also called raw arsenic. This kind of red arsenic has the same taste as red letter stone. If you really need to further purify it, you need to use the condensation method.
How to get arsenic: Put the raw arsenic on the fire and cover it with a container, so that the arsenic smoke flies over the container, and then it condenses and becomes tired and droops like milk. The one with the longer point is the winner, and the shorter one is the second.
Chen Shigong and Li Shizhen both mastered this calcining method. Which medical master is not a master of poison? But they rarely take the initiative to spread it.
"It's a pity, it's a pity." When Zhu Yijun returned to the palace, he still felt a little pity, but he did not regret it. The doctors of the Ming Dynasty were always in a dilemma. If they could simply cure diseases and save people, Zhang Siwei would go to the gate of hell to escape. If you suffer, your escape will not be in vain.
Arsenic is an effective poison. Emperor Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty was poisoned to death by the old witch Empress Dowager Cixi with a bowl of arsenic poison. The autopsy report of Guangxu’s open coffin clearly stated that the cause of Guangxu’s death was Arsenic.
This thing is really easy to use. If the purity is not high, the dosage must be large, and at the same time, it cannot make people vomit it out.
After Wang Chonggu returned home, he called his son. After making sure that there was no one behind the wall, Wang Chonggu whispered: "Zhang Siwei is still alive. Did you do it cleanly?"
"It's clean. The person has been sent to Sichuan." Wang Chonggu's son Wang Qian was very agile in his attack and handled the follow-up very quickly. The cook was poisoned and left the city without any delay. He changed the road and carried it with him for a lifetime. The endless money disappeared without a trace.
Zhang Siwei couldn't find anyone if he wanted to take revenge. It was as difficult as going to the sky to know the truth. Just like what Zhang Siwei did, the truth of the matter was as if it was underwater.
"Why did your Majesty want to save Zhang Siwei?" Wang Qian said somewhat strangely.
When Wang Chonggu heard this question, his expression became even weirder and he said: "Because your Majesty is a gentleman. Although the Jiecu Hospital looks dirty, your Majesty still won't let Zhang Siwei die there. The duty of medical officers is to treat diseases and save people, just like Just like soldiers fighting a war, a war is a war, winning is a bounden duty, everyone should perform their duties."
"Don't mess with the chief medical officers of the Jieju Hospital. Which one of us is sick and won't be treated by the chief medical officers?"
Of course Wang Qian could understand the logic, but he never believed that good people are rewarded. He smiled and said: "I hate these gentlemen very much. They are always restricted by various gentleman's rules. It's okay, I'm a villain." , Zhang Siwei won’t die once, can’t I do it a second time?”
"Zhang Siwei doesn't seem to know what kind of Shura hell it is to have the power of life and death in the hands of villains, so let him feel it."
"Don't he like to create headless cases? Then let him have a taste of it. What should he use better next time?"
"The viper is healed."
Wang Chonggu thought about it and said: "Forget it if he doesn't die, let him know that if he walks all day and night, he will eventually encounter ghosts. He just doesn't understand this truth. Zhang Juzheng must be a gentleman. If Zhang Juzheng is a little Man, Zhang Siwei has died a long time ago."
"It would be great if he died. Then we can arrange a story where Zhang Siwei scolds the cook, drinks the cook's blood to practice witchcraft in order to live forever, and is poisoned by the cook. This story will be perfect."
Wang Qian always felt that this story was somewhat familiar. He thought for a moment and asked, "Isn't my father talking about the Renyin Palace Incident and the time when Emperor Sejong was almost strangled to death?"
Emperor Jiajing's Taoism was actually the follow-up to the Great Etiquette. After Emperor Jiajing called his biological father his father, the old Taoist priests continued to use Taoism to deify themselves in order to consolidate their authority. In the 19th year of Jiajing, the Taoist priest Qing Yang Zui remonstrated with the state council and bluntly pointed out the absurdity of seeking immortality. He asked Emperor Jiajing to stop practicing Taoism. The old Taoist priest refused to listen and directly killed Yang Zui with a stick.
The Renyin Palace Incident was a turning point in the Jiajing Dynasty. The New Deal of the twenty years before Jiajing was destroyed in just a few years. Border affairs were neglected, Japanese invasion gradually emerged, and the world was exhausted.
Zhang Siwei truly felt what kind of Shura hell it would be if the power of life, death, reward, power and punishment was in the hands of villains.
When Zhang Siwei woke up leisurely in the Jiecuyuan, he felt as if he was exhausted. His soul seemed to float out of his body and be stripped away from the world. His eyes were dull and he looked blankly. On the bed curtain.
Chen Shigong saw that Zhang Siwei had woken up and said coldly: "Are you awake? If you are awake, just go back quickly."
Chen Shigong hated Zhang Siwei very much. The first batch of convicts in the prison were inextricably linked to Zhang Siwei. Those people shouted in horror, Mr. Zhang, save me. Is it Zhang Siwei’s or Zhang Juzheng’s? open?
If the emperor is replaced as the chief minister of the empire and the ancestor of the palace, can he really guarantee his status?
The words of the great medical officer brought Zhang Siwei from his dissociated state and he suddenly returned to reality. He trembled and looked at Chen Shigong in horror. He gradually understood the situation clearly. He knew that he was alive and sent to Xie Gu. The hospital was indeed the right choice.
"Great medical officer, saved me?" Zhang Siwei looked at Chen Shigong blankly and asked.
Chen Shigong said impatiently: "Your Majesty has decreed that we must be saved. Your Majesty will not let us get involved in the party disputes. If you gentlemen want to fight, just fight. Don't involve us lowly people." ?”
"Your Majesty?" Zhang Siwei's chaotic mind finally regained its clarity. As long as His Majesty gives the order, no! As long as His Majesty came a little later, Zhang Siwei would have walked onto the Naihe Bridge instead of wandering around the gate of hell.
Soon, a terrifying question appeared in his mind, who wanted to kill him like this!
Zhang Juzheng, Tan Lun, and Ge Shouli appeared in his mind one after another, but they were excluded one by one. Naturally, he also suspected Wang Chonggu, but he quickly excluded Wang Chonggu because Wang Chonggu was his uncle. Zhang Siwei is Wang Chonggu’s close nephew! These are relatives and friends who have broken bones and muscles.
Zhang Siwei thought about it, and a name suddenly flashed through his mind, Gao Gong!
It was probably Gao Gong. The more Zhang Siwei thought about it, the more likely he felt that it was possible, because Gao Gong was completely motivated and capable of doing it. In the assassination of the king and the driving case, Gao Gong had resentment in his heart, but it was difficult to get angry. He waited until things gradually Calm down, follow the same method, and use the other person's method to repay the other person's body.
Zhang Siwei restored what he believed to be the truth.
"Leave quickly." Chen Shigong urged Zhang Siwei impatiently.
Zhang Siwei stood up staggeringly and said, "Thank you, the great medical officer, for your life-saving grace."
Li Shizhen waved her hand and looked at Zhang Siwei being helped away by his family members. Li Shizhen smiled at Chen Shigong and said, "Look, he still has to thank us."
"Yes." Chen Shigong replied nonchalantly.
The official wool factory of the Ming Dynasty was under construction in full swing. The factory was located in Wanping, Gyeonggi Province, instead of the more convenient northwest, Xuanfu and Datong. The purpose of this was naturally to facilitate the imperial court to control the northwest.
Wu Dui bought large bags of wool in the northwest. Although these northern captives who sold wool were not sure why the imperial court wanted these useless wool, the wool would be fermented in urine at the cleaning plant in Xuanda. Clean it once and send it to the woolen factory in Wanping.
The wool will be washed again in the woolen factory, and a white powder mixed with plant ash extract is poured into the woolen factory basket by basket.
Of course, the craftsmen didn't know what they were dumping, but after the wool was treated in this way, it would become soft and smooth, making it easier to spin, weave and dye. After four months of preparation, the first pure woolen wool appeared. Within Wanping's officialdom.
Legaz looked at the precision pure woolen cloth and kept stroking the extremely fine, smooth, soft and crisp fabric, and said with emotion: "More than two hundred years ago, England's main export was wool, just like the long Historically, they were always exporting bags of wool. At their peak, they could sell more than 20,000 bags and weave more than 80,000 pieces of wool satin. These wools were concentrated in France, Germany and Milan. .”
"Damn the British, among the exported goods, the quantity of wool is getting lower year by year, from 20,000 bags to 8,000 bags. Now the export of wool is prohibited and all is used to make woolen cloth. Now England They can export nearly 150,000 woolen woolen cloths every year, and these woolen cloths have become their main source of wealth."
"In the past, wool accounted for 90% of England's exports, earning 147,000 silver coins every year. Later, wool and woolen woolen fabrics accounted for 90% of England's exports, earning 900,000 silver coins every year. After a slight conversion, it is about 603,000 taels."
"Damn the British! They have enclosed all their common people's land and planted it with winter fodder, including cyanine and king's leaf grass. They don't care about the life and death of their own farmers. They also import dyes, spices, tobacco and cane sugar. Common people can’t afford sweets!”
Li Ya was angrily scolding the British for being cruel at home, because the British's completely cruel land enclosure movement at home concentrated most of the means of production in the hands of big landowners, leaving less cultivated land, more pastures, and more More landless civilians meant more factories, which were creating wealth for England's nobles and businessmen day in and day out.
But these wealth returned to the hands of merchants in circles, because the land was occupied, the price of food soared, and the anti-English food imports came from the most fertile land in Spain, Andalusia.
Chen Xuexue thought for a while and asked: "So, the conflict between your country and the British is mainly reflected in the wool business?"
Legaz thought seriously for a long time, shook his head and said: "It's not all about wool competition. The green-clad giants in the highly autonomous Andalucia region colluded with the British all day long, causing great harm to the empire. Troubled.”
Chen Xuexue could actually understand Legaz's troubles. Andalusia is a land that has been ruled by the Hui people for more than a thousand years. The Hui people here are alienated from their court and flirt with the English. It is understandable. Original.
How to understand Spain’s Andalusian Troubles? It can almost be understood as the ethnic party in the northwest.
"Can you sell such exquisite woolen satin to us? Let England experience the charm of oriental woolen satin. They are so exquisite that they will definitely occupy the English woolen market immediately!" Legaz said excitedly .
Chen Xuexue understood these words to mean that Spain had lost their traditional commodity advantage in the woolen market and that the outbreak of the war was not necessarily entirely due to religious reasons.
"No, no, no, the output of the official factory is too little. We don't plan to do overseas trade in the short term." Chen Xuexi smiled and rejected Legas' proposal. Woolen woven from pure wool is a kind of fur. Extremely warm, Daming has extremely strong demand and will not be available in the short term.
Woolen cloths of various designs and colors were first sent to the palace, and then several woolen cloaks were made by Shangyi Supervisor.
Zhu Yijun looked around and around the woolen cloak and kept nodding. The aesthetics of the Shang Yijian were quite normal. It was a full-wrap design with a straight collar and double lapel. It was sleeveless and the length of the garment was above the knee. It looked a bit like The Ming Dynasty's cloak has exquisite silk decoration on the lace and a mink fur collar on top. It is a unisex design that can be worn by men and women by simply changing the color.
"This is a very good thing. I'll give it to you, sir." Zhu Yijun said to Feng Bao.
Feng Bao obeyed the leader's order, and he guessed that this thing would definitely be sent to the Quanchu Guild Hall. It was a good thing, and the little emperor never forgot to reward Zhang Juzheng.
Feng Bao came to the Quanchu Guild Hall with the gift of clothes, and announced the gift of a woolen cloak. The coat had three buttons on the front for fastening, and a belt decorated with medicinal jade as a girdle. It was extremely well made.
"I thank your Majesty for your kindness." Zhang Juzheng bowed again and thanked the emperor for his kindness. The little emperor's compliment is naturally a celebration that shows that the king is a saint and the minister is a wise man. It is also a gesture to the outside world. Sir, I still have my heart. The same I also sincerely thank Zhang Juzheng for his outstanding contributions to the stability of the empire since his founding.
There is another purpose. The little emperor wants Zhang Juzheng to carry goods. Zhang Juzheng has already demonstrated his strong ability to carry goods. As the royal spokesperson of Huangzhuang's products, Huangzhuang sells "Theory of Contradiction", "The Direct Interpretation of the Four Books" and "The Taishi Chair". He makes a lot of money, so naturally he has to pay some endorsement fees.
"Da Ju, wait a minute." Zhang Juzheng returned to his study, handed a piece of paper to Feng Bao, and said with great emotion: "Your Majesty is so kind, but I have nothing to repay, so I have to draw a clever picture for your Majesty to take a look at. .”
"This is... forget it, our family can't understand it anyway." Feng Bao tried to understand, but then failed. It was arithmetic and he couldn't understand it.
Zhu Yijun got the drawings sent by Zhang Juzheng and said with a smile: "Sir, is this homework after class?"
The drawing sent by Zhang Juzheng is a Tai Chi diagram of Yin and Yang fish, but this Tai Chi diagram is drawn with a ruler and is extremely exquisite.
Please give me a monthly ticket, wow! ! ! ! ! ! !
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