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But at least from now on, Zhang Siwei did not show any bad intentions. Let's observe it again.

"Duke Taiyue, Rumo has been feeling uncomfortable these days and has claimed his majesty's sick leave."

"oh."

Zhang Juzhu responded lightly and said in a deep voice: "Ziwei, this matter is important. I have decided to report it to Your Majesty, and Your Majesty will judge it!"

Zhang Siwei was a little confused when he heard this. What does this mean? In the past, no matter how big or small things were, Zhang Juzheng took charge of it. Although this matter is not small, according to Zhang Juzheng's personality, he must have made a good decision and planned a ticket and sent it to the imperial court for a formality. Why is it going to break the example today?

Although he was puzzled, Zhang Siwei didn't say much.

If you want to survive under the nose of Zhang Juzheng, the tiger, the most important thing is to be obedient and you must not show it when you shouldn't.

"Taiyue Gong is wise!"

Zhang Siwei gave a flattery, and Zhang Juzheng stroked his beard and said, "I will go to the Qing Palace. Please Ziwei for the matters of the cabinet."

Zhang Siwei said he didn't dare to do so, and watched Zhang Juzheng leave the duty room and sit on his shoulder, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

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Ganqing Palace, Donghunting Pavilion.

Emperor Wanli Zhu Yijun sat upright, his face as cold as water.

A painter is painting a portrait of him in the warm chalet.

Of course, Zhu Yijun doesn't like portraits very much. It takes an hour to sit on the short couch. During this period, he cannot eat snacks, drink water, move or blink, and must be like a wooden man.

He prefers hunting and fighting crickets and cocks. Even playing with palace maids and eunuchs is more interesting than sitting here.

He couldn't understand why he was sitting here doing these meaningless things.

Isn't he the emperor? Can't the emperor do anything he likes?

He had just gotten married and should have been enjoying the joy of men and women. But he was not interested in the queen.

The Empress Wang family was born in a mild and was in accordance with the teachings of the Ming Dynasty. In order to prevent the situation of foreign relatives from interfering in politics, Emperor Taizu ordered that no one from noble births be appointed as the queen.

In fact, the marriage was handled by the mother for him, and Zhu Yijun had no right to choose.

This is fine, but Queen Wang's appearance is average and taciturn, which makes Zhu Yijun even more disgusted with her.

On the wedding night, Zhu Yijun did not even perform the ceremony of Duke Zhou to the Queen. This is extremely unusual. Zhu Yijun is already fourteen this year and should have children at the age of the royal family. However, Zhu Yijun repeatedly dragged it, and Empress Dowager Cisheng couldn't force him to submit.

The Empress Dowager could only comfort herself, because the emperor was dissatisfied with the Empress. Anyway, the Empress has been enthroned, and the Emperor can enthrone other concubines by his own nature.

It is impossible for the emperor to be uninterested in women! For Empress Cisheng, it is naturally best for the empress to possess a dragon seed. It is legitimate for the legitimate son to be a well-deserved candidate for the crown prince in the future.

Even if the queen is not favored by the emperor and is unable to give birth to a dragon heir, there will be other concubines who are favored by them, and there will be royal heirs.

As long as the royal family has many branches and leaves, Empress Dowager Cisheng will be happy.

But Emperor Wanli Zhu Yijun didn't think so. In his opinion, women can't do anything except act coquettishly. He longs for a sense of conquest, but the women around him are too obedient because of his identity. This is the case with the queen, and so is other palace servants.

Therefore, he is not very close to women and is more willing to spend things on fun.

"Your Majesty, I have already painted the imperial concubine."

Zhu Yijun was just out of sight when he heard the painter's respectful voice.

"Yeah, go back."

Zhu Yijun waved his hand and said exhaustedly.

The masters often warn him to have a demeanor of a king. The so-called demeanor of a king refers to the collapse of Mount Tai before his face and his face remains unchanged. This is the majesty that a king should have.

In this regard, Zhu Yijun thinks that he is doing very well.

But most of the time, he was just a symbol, standing there like a statue. The government affairs were handled by Feng Daban and Zhang Yuanfu. He only needed to put the gold seal on the memorial and imperial edict.

"I'm going to leave!"

The painter respectfully retreated with the newly drawn portrait. In fact, he didn't want to stay in the warm room for a moment.

His Majesty the Emperor is very tired of sitting upright, and he is even more tired.

After all, His Majesty the Emperor can still sit, but he has to kneel down.

A portrait of the emperor cannot tolerate any mistakes. If the portrait damages the emperor's majesty, it would be a crime of deceiving the emperor and would lose his head.

Therefore, the painter was trembling as if walking on thin ice, and his back was soaked after painting a portrait.

As soon as the painter left, Zhu Yijun's personal eunuch Xiao Anzi came over and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, it's time to go to Wenhua Palace to listen."

Zhu Yijun finally got up and moved his muscles and bones, but when he heard the three words "Wenhua Palace", his body froze.

There was a tradition in the Ming Dynasty, that was that the emperor had to listen to the scholars of Confucianism in Wenhua Hall, and this activity was called the Seminar.

These Confucian scholars are all well-read people, and their understanding of Confucian classics has reached its peak.

But they also have a disadvantage, that is, they are very sour and stubborn and unrestrained.

Zhu Yijun hates these sour literati the most, but Mr. Zhang asked him to go to Wenhua Palace to listen every three days, and Zhu Yijun had no choice.

He dared not openly reject Mr. Zhang. Because once he refused, not only the ministers would protest, but the queen mother would also severely scold him.

Sometimes Zhu Yijun even wonders who the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was? Why did the ministers just respect him on the surface but follow Mr. Zhang?

Zhu Yijun shook his head and sighed: "Come on your shoulder."

Qianqing Palace is quite a distance from Wenhua Palace, so you need to take a carriage to go. Xiao Anzi respectfully took the order and left, but met the chief assistant Zhang Juzheng outside the Qianqing Palace.

"Ah, Mr. Zhang! I will meet Mr. Zhang."

Xiao Anzi almost bumped into Zhang Juzheng and hurriedly bowed.

Zhang Juzheng had something important to him, but he had no intention of calculating him. He nodded and took steps towards Qianqing Palace.

Logically speaking, foreign ministers need eunuchs to inform the emperor when they meet the emperor. But there is one exception, that is, Zhang Juzheng.

Zhang Juzheng could meet the emperor without notice. This was also what Emperor Wanli ordered to express his trust in his mentor.

This behavior was once written in a memorial by a censor, impeaching Zhang Juzheng. However, the censor was finally ordered by the emperor to be forty in the court. No one dared to make a fuss about this matter since then.

When Zhang Juzheng entered the East Warehouse, Zhu Yijun had already returned to his posture of sitting upright. However, this time there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was specially prepared for Mr. Zhang.

"Old minister pays homage to Your Majesty."

Zhang Juzheng bowed slightly to Zhu Yijun as a bow. Zhu Yijun quickly waved his hand and said, "Sir, don't be too polite, please sit down!"

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Chapter completed!