Chapter 11 Chapter Eleven Hypnosis
"Bah!" Tian Yi shook his head, spat heavily on the ground, and then snorted coldly, "Coward!"
His face was full of disdain, and the corners of his eyes even showed a bit of grief and indignation. He gritted his teeth and said, "As long as Mr. Ge persists a little longer, the mining tax will be abolished—now, alas! What a cowardly mistake!"
Shen Yiguan was so accused that he couldn't lift his head, blushed, and kept rubbing his hands together. After a while, he explained in a low voice: "The person who came here robbed—"
However, this explanation was only a superficial cover-up, Tian Yi didn't accept it at all—he stared, and said angrily: "Why didn't Mr. Ge send it out early and announce it to the world, and he couldn't get it back—" Procrastinating in everything, rubbing against each other, like a woman, of course it must be for entertainment!"
Having said this, Shen Yiguan felt aggrieved. He settled down and felt that Tian Yi's accusations against him were a little too much, so he raised his head and explained: "This cabinet once went to the edict and said that the edict has been issued; helpless, Long Live Lord Send people to plunder, rummage through the cabinet documents without authorization, and find out the decree and pre-planned posthumous presentations—no one in the cabinet can stop it!"
He could hardly bear to tell the whole story of the situation at that time:
At that time, he really didn't want to hand over the above theory, but all the people who brought Emperor Wanli were like wolves and tigers. They not only forcibly snatched it, but also pushed him along the way.
He fell to the ground—
When he fell to the ground, although he was not injured, his heart was full of pain.
"This pavilion - the chief assistant of the country, was overthrown at will - where is the dignity!"
The hurt in his heart far exceeds everything else. He feels that his personality has been destroyed, his dignity has been trampled on, and he has been completely defeated.
Therefore, he gave up trying.
However, he was ashamed to say this to Tian Yi, so he blushed and trembled eagerly.
And there are still a lot of things in his heart that he dare not say - he can only think secretly, thinking that if he is in the deserted wilderness at this moment, he can raise his arms high, let go of his throat and scream loudly: "Since ancient times, it's been 'no joke', what kind of emperor I met today!"
He can even complain to the sky: "He doesn't mean what he says, but he taught me that it's hard to be a man—"
What's more, he wanted to go back to his childhood and tear up this page of classics inch by inch in front of the tutor who taught him to read and recite the chapters and sentences of "No one can stand without faith".
he thinks--
However, in reality, he can't make any sounds or movements.
He could only lower his head silently, accepting the fact: after all, the Shangyu was taken back by force.
He also clearly knew that Tian Yi looked down on him—he heard Tian Yi still say in a voice of hatred: "Long live God is going to kill our family with a knife, and our family did not hide—what is there to be afraid of? The knife holder On the neck, our family still has to say that the above theory has been issued; it cannot be taken back; a person who is an emperor must count on what he says, and if what he says doesn’t count, he is a rascal—"
However, he knew that he was not Tian Yi, and he couldn't be tough—no matter how painful his heart was, he could only accept Emperor Wanli's decision with his head down.
His "submissive" officialdom has been practiced for decades, and it has already become his true political character, which cannot be changed at all. He will endure and accept no matter how humiliating it is: not to mention, in this matter On the road, he still thought of some words to cover up his weakness, or even to deceive himself—he thought: "Ah, I have tried my best, and I have dealt with the visitor several times. I also tried my best to go up A memorial to—"
What followed was another turning point, with even more reasons: "Even if you are as stubborn as Tian Sili, it won't work. Long Live Lord is determined to break his promise, and no one can persuade him—"
Therefore, instead, he plausibly said to Tian Yi: "The Sacred Heart has been decided, what can we hold on to? Even if I live with my old life, Long Live Lord will still break his promise—"
This statement made both of them feel better; but, he didn't think about it at all. The sudden and unknown illness of Emperor Wanli was actually just a symbol of the absurd morbidity of the entire Ming Dynasty. .
And Emperor Wanli's illness never recovered——
He just woke up from a coma, and his energy is slightly better. The cold feeling in his whole body seems to have disappeared, but he still feels weak in limbs, backache, chest tightness, and loss of appetite.
Only he drank a couple of sips of the ginseng soup brought up by the eunuchs, and enjoyed it for a while; but because he was out of a coma, he couldn't fall asleep even if he closed his eyes; Let him have to accept the nameless pain.
I always feel empty in my heart, with nothing left.
He didn't know how to fill this "emptiness", and he couldn't get rid of this feeling.
Staring blankly at the top of the tent in a daze——
A brocade tent was embroidered with the utmost splendor, yet he actually felt that the flowers, birds, and birds embroidered on it were nothing but a combination of silk threads, all of which were dead—and none of them belonged to him.
But he couldn't use what really belonged to him as a tent and put it in front of his eyes.
Even if you are the son of heaven and the supreme being in the world, there are things you can't do and emptiness that you can't fill!
The eunuchs came several times to inform him: "Concubine Gong is here to pay her respects!"
"The crown prince greets you!"
He didn't want to see anything - even, this time, he didn't even want to call Princess Shouning, whom he had always loved the most, into the palace to meet her.
Can't say why--
Even the eunuchs came to him and said: "Someone from the Empress Dowager's palace came to say hello, saying that the Empress Dowager will come to visit in person after her afternoon rest!"
He didn't want to see him either, but he just came up with a nicer excuse - he ordered: "Ask someone to tell me, I want to rest, wait for two days before it's better, and personally greet the empress dowager - this time, Please don't come, the Empress Dowager, so as not to ruin my fortune!"
Feeling empty in his heart, he still didn't want these "relatives" to appear in front of his eyes; only once in a while when he was struck by a thought, he casually asked the eunuchs: "Where's the noble concubine?"
The eunuchs told him: "The imperial concubine has also contracted a minor ailment and is recuperating—"
He frowned, shut his mouth and stopped talking.
The eunuchs added to him: "The empress is also ill, and sent someone to ask her well!"
He didn't take it to heart at all, and just skipped it with a casual "huh".
The only thing that can touch anything in his life is the inanimate property—his heart moved slightly, and he told the eunuch: "Bring two boxes of silver in to play!"
His spirit was still weak, but the white money gave him an illusion of fullness and satisfaction.
However, on this day, he was also seduced by many other things—seeing the eunuchs using pieces of silver ingots to pile up a city gate and city wall in front of him, he still pulled a smile from the corner of his lips because of this Come to think of it, I read one after another: "Shanhai Pass - Juyong Pass - Zijing Pass - Yanmen Pass -"
Then he ordered the eunuch: "Go get the notebook and see how much money there is in total—"
And at the same time when the eunuchs were reporting the number carefully for him, his memory suddenly emerged: "Ah, when I was ill, Tian Yi once asked me to cancel the mine tax—"
This time, he suddenly opened his eyes wide.
He was originally a very smart person, he didn't talk about it when he was lazy, but he was smarter than anyone in the world when he was shrewd - he could still recall the scene when he was seriously ill.
"At that time, I thought that I was going to die, promulgate good governance, or pray for peace, so I agreed to him-in fact, it is absolutely impossible!"
He found an excuse for himself, but when he thought about it again, there was something wrong with this statement—how could he say that the abolition of the mining tax was our "good governance"?Didn't they slap themselves in the face and say that "mining tax" is "bad policy"?
So, he changed his words: "I am sick, my mind is dizzy, I can't tell why—"
This reason is grand and sufficient-he immediately ordered people to use this reason to recover the edict.
The numbers reported to him by the eunuchs gave him great motivation:
The income from the mining tax, at least tens of thousands of silver can be donated to the internal treasury every year, and it has been accumulated for several years, which is already a very considerable figure.
"If the mining tax is abolished, wouldn't these offerings disappear? How can there be an endless stream of offerings in the inner treasury?"
He already has nothing, these silver taels are the only thing in his heart that can create the illusion of satisfaction!
Therefore, he must go back to the above theory——
When Shen Yiguan's memorandum was sent in, he made some concessions - he asked the eunuchs to tell Shen Yiguan: "The mining tax must not be stopped, and the release of prisoners and the recording of direct ministers are all decided by the Qing."
He was justified, and he felt that he had already compromised many other things; he did not really punish Tian Yi, or kill Tian Yi, he was just a little angry, because Tian Yi, as his most important priest The eunuch was in charge of the supervisor, but his heart was not toward himself—he quickly released Tian Yi, but he did not summon Tian Yi.
Then, he asked the eunuchs to bring the recovered Shanglun to him, tore it into pieces in front of him, and then threw it into the brazier, turning it into smoke and ashes—although at this moment, his heart fainted. It reminds me of an article I read when I was a child.
The person who taught it was Zhang Juzheng.
He followed Zhang Juzheng, who looked solemn, looked like lightning, and sat upright, and recited word by word:
In the play between King Cheng and Shuyu, the leaves of the tung tree are cut to make a jade.
The classics are "Historical Records" and "Eight Jin Family"——
What he read was the famous anecdote of "Tong Ye Feng Di":
Yi and Shuyu said: "I will seal you with this." Shi Yiyin asked Hitachi to choose him.King Cheng said: "I am playing with him." Shi Yi said: "The Son of Heaven has no jokes." So Shu Yu was granted the title of Tang.
He recited every word and sentence very well, and quickly memorized it, and recited it silently in front of Zhang Juzheng; then, Zhang Juzheng nodded and praised him for being so smart——
He still remembered the words well, but his heart twitched slightly.
After memorizing the book by heart, Zhang Juzheng carefully explained the meaning of the article to him until he fully understood it at an early age.
But at this moment, he subconsciously shook his head again and again, as if he wanted to erase this memory as soon as possible, and at the same time, he used a method of "slamming east and west" to divert his thoughts from staying on "Tongye Fengdi"—he pretended to be talking to himself. He asked himself in a language: "Didn't Zhang Juzheng die a long time ago? But I remembered what he was doing here?"
Unexpectedly, such a quotation brought more emotions, he was thinking messily: "At that time Zhang Juzheng always liked to call himself 'Duke of Zhou', and half of the books he taught me to read were related to Duke of Zhou—"
On the one hand, he avoided it half-fearfully: "I don't want to! I don't want to! I don't want to—! Why do I keep thinking about these things?"
He no longer expects himself to be a sage lord, so why is there any need to recite the history of Duke Zhou teaching Zhou Chengwang to "keep his word and keep his word"?
Moreover, he had already made up his mind many years ago, to drive out everything that belonged to Zhang Juzheng from his life, leaving nothing behind——
After shaking his head a few times, he thought of a wonderful way to let himself abandon his memories - he told the eunuch: "Call someone to sing a song and explain!"
On the one hand, he ordered again: "Here comes the burning Fushou cream!"
When the fragrance of fushou cream permeated the air, the kabuki who sang the music also arrived, so he completely drove Zhou Gong and Zhang Juzheng out of the sky, changed to a more lazy posture and lay down comfortably, and began to enjoy the He created the drug of happy hallucinations, while filling his ears with soft and melodious music, so as to prevent his mind from thinking about the past.
The kabukis began to sing beautifully like a warbler—in order to cater to his usual preference, all the gorgeous and magnificent movements were selected for him. This time, the first stanza was selected from "The Story of a Girlfriend". "You don't know sorrow".
The well-dressed Huadan played Wang Ruilan, opened her lips facing Emperor Wanli, and whispered a passage of "Seven Ladies" first:
Living in the Lantang of Huage, he is young and young.With hairpin tassels from her family background and a coquettish appearance, how can she live in a place of joy?
Immediately, he sang the tune of "Taking Shasha" slowly and harmoniously with silk and bamboo:
Ruilan Lanhui is gentle, with a soft and fragrant body, like a jade-run palace with a thin waist.
If the eyebrows are light and sweep the distant mountains, the waves are dripping and charming.
The face is flattered and fat, the fat is even and powdery, and the greasy, crispy and fragrant snow is natural and beautiful.
After the beauty puts on makeup, it's time to come to Luan, and the Luan hairpin is inserted obliquely into a pile of clouds.
Before the end of the song, Emperor Wanli had already begun to nod his head twice—the effect he wanted gradually appeared—the lyrics and music of this piece were extremely soft and luxurious in every aspect, and the kabuki who played Wang Ruilan was even more natural. With a sweet and charming voice, he sang to the music; he squinted his eyes and praised: "Good, good, good—good singing——singing so that all the bones in my body are crisp!"
And immediately ordered: "Reward——"
The eunuchs had already prepared to leave, and immediately, a red tray with gold bracelets was delivered to that "Wang Ruilan".
She immediately bowed down to thank Xie En, and she sang even harder for the next piece of "Beautiful Entangled Tao":
Clouds piled up in a bun, clusters of pearls and emeralds, orchid beauty, fragrant skin called Luo Qi.
The eyebrows are long, and they are full of autumn water.
The shoes go straight from the crown to the bottom.Zhu Yu is not half-star and not beautiful.
The needle refers to the time of leisure, the flowers are in the morning, the moon and the evening, the maids and concubines are with you, and the good times call for a happy meeting, and the four seasons live up to the beauty.
This song made Emperor Wanli hum along with her:
The fragrant skin is called Luo Qi, the eyebrows are long, and they are full of autumn water——
He even had a sudden epiphany: "No wonder Liu Yong said: 'Let's go and sing softly'! It turns out that there is fun!"
He just needs such a word "happy" to fill his heart - he is an unhappy person, and it is extremely rare to find the illusion of happiness!
In the past, he also liked opera lyrics, but his mood at that time was very different from now; now, he also includes evasion and filling——
He rewarded "Wang Ruilan" again, but since then, he has no desire, and doesn't want to be lucky—he still feels sick and weak; he just wants to listen to her singing, which is so charming and soft, and then, he Fall asleep to her singing; in the dream, she sometimes transforms into Zheng Guifei, and sometimes transforms into the Empress Dowager Mercifully singing a lullaby for him; however, it doesn't matter what the transformation is.
He had been hypnotized anyway—by himself, in fact.
He fell asleep with a sickness, and in his morbid dreamland, there were still the aroma of drugs and hypnotic songs, and he could not see his country and his millions of people suffering from mine taxes, let alone the emerging, Blooming Jurchen, Mongolia.
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