Chapter 122 The 31st round, the old man draws lots and asks the new Zaifu to pretend to be stupid to cover up his scheming

In the blink of an eye, it was August, and Feng Bao got up early that day, drank a cup of milk, and then set off for Baiyun Temple. As soon as he got out of the west gate, Feng Bao opened the car curtain, but he saw that the light blue sky looked very high, and the crops that had been harvested seemed to be still in a peaceful dream, and the thin smoke permeated the tea-brown land that could not be seen at a glance. on the stubble.Occasionally, I saw three or two crows jumping cautiously among the dirt ridges with their mouths outstretched.They are not looking for food, but grinding their mouths on the dry and hard mud.Suddenly, they flapped their wings and flew up. It turned out that a donkey who had loosened its rein disturbed them. They saw this donkey passing through an orchard, stepping on the red and yellow leaves blown down by the cool wind, passionately Running to the empty fields, the dust kicked up by its hooves turned into a golden mist under the sunlight.And in the clean and clean sky, large white clouds suddenly floated up, which looked like huge piles of snow. In this remote comfort and tranquility, I saw a blind old beggar with a hand in his hand. Holding a broken bowl with a gap, and a wooden stick in the other hand to explore the way, he was staggering towards the city.Hearing Feng Bao's big sedan chair was being carried over, the old beggar hurriedly avoided the side of the road. Feng Bao saw him from the sedan window in rags, but his expression was very serene, and he felt pity for him immediately, and ordered Zhang Dashou, who came with him, to To give the old beggar some broken silver, Zhang Dashhou took out a small silver ingot of two taels from his bosom and put it in the old beggar's bowl.When the old beggar figured out what was going on, the sedan chair team had gone far away. With two hot tears in his dry eye sockets, the old beggar raised his hands like dead branches to the dust cloud left by the sedan chair team, and shouted loudly:

"Good people, Bodhisattva bless you!" Hearing this old blessing, Feng Bao felt sore in his heart. He rubbed his slightly swollen eyeballs, and he couldn't help but think of the complicated and confusing court situation in the past two months, and his mood fell into disturbance again. However, it is said that at 2 o'clock on June 20, Zhang Juzheng, who had been suffering from illness for nearly half a year, finally passed away sadly with endless worries and unfinished business.That night, Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun, who was tossing and turning sleeplessly in Qianqing Palace, received the bad news. He immediately rushed to the Compassion Palace to report the news.Empress Dowager Li repeatedly told her son to solemnly manage the funeral for Zhang Juzheng and show sympathy to his family members.The emperor said that he must abide by his mother's life.After returning from the Palace of Compassion, Zhu Yijun met Feng Bao immediately, and ordered him to pass down an edict, announcing that civil and military officials would stop going to court for one month, and instructing the Ministry of Rites to set up nine altars for sacrifices—this is the standard for state funerals.Zhang Juzheng was awarded the title of Shangzhu Kingdom and Taishi during his lifetime. Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, he was the only one who received it.Even Li Shanchang and Yao Guangxiao, who are well-known national teachers with outstanding achievements, have never won such honors.On the second day after Zhang Juzheng's death, Zhu Yijun ordered to give him the official title of Shangzhu Kingdom and the posthumous title "Wen Zhong". Such an icing on the cake pushed Zhang Juzheng's reputation to the peak.All of a sudden, no matter whether it was a high-ranking official or a small family member in the Ding family, all of them set up incense tables at the door of their homes to offer sacrifices, and the sacrificial vessels were filled with smoke.Thousands of memorial ceremonies and hundreds of mourning—although some of them were made for others to see, but the vast majority of officials, especially those ordinary people, expressed their condolences sincerely.The sacrificial poems and ceremonies were surging like a tide, and the plain curtains and curtains flooded the streets. This kind of momentum also greatly infected the emperor.In order to conform to the will of the people, regarding Zhang Juzheng's funeral arrangements, he called several cabinet ministers and eunuchs to consult with him for advice.At that time, it was hot summer and the weather was sweltering. At the request of Zhang Juzheng's six sons, the emperor allowed Zhang Juzheng's body to be stored in a coffin within three days. return.The Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Rites each dispatched a fourth-rank member Wailang, a Shangguan of the Jinyiwei Hall, and a eunuch Bingbi, the supervisor of rituals, and the four went to Jingzhou to protect the spirit.On the day when the hearse departed, the urban road from Shamao Hutong to Zhengyangmen was not only filled with incense cases specially set up by various government offices, but also tens of thousands of people from the capital came to see them off. Crowded with people kneeling and weeping, the scene was very moving.

After sending away Zhang Juzheng's coffin, Feng Bao suddenly fell ill.Firstly, during Zhang Juzheng's funeral, he had to deal with many chores and was very tired; secondly, when his old friend passed away, he was deeply saddened and felt that he had lost his backbone.So he fell into bed as soon as the funeral was over. For the first few days, his forehead was burning like coals. After taking the decoction from Datong's Immortal Wang, although the fever subsided, his whole body was sore and limp, and his eyes would glow when he sneezed.The illness lasted for more than 20 days, during which the empress dowagers of the two palaces and the emperor sent eunuchs to visit him.He got out of bed a little bit the day before yesterday, thinking that the newly added cabinet minister Pan Sheng should have arrived, so he asked the housekeeper Zhang Dashou to inquire about it, but he never thought that Zhang Dashou would bring him an amazing news. There are two people in the cabinet, Yu Youding is the only one currently in office, and Pan Sheng has not yet taken up his post.Because it was the day when Zhang Juzheng's coffin left the city, the emperor received two memorials from supervisory censor Lei Shizhen and Li Ke to Wang Jiguang in succession, impeaching Pan Shengju official for the six major crimes of corruption and accepting bribes. Pan Sheng was appointed as the assistant minister of the University of Martial Arts Scholars.Zhu Yijun handed over the two memorials to Zhang Siwei to draft the tickets.I don't know what Zhang Siwei did, but the emperor took it back.As a result, Pan Sheng, who was on his way to Beijing to take up his post, had no choice but to turn his horse around and head back home.

Hearing the news at first, Feng Bao almost jumped up from his chair.He suffered from insomnia that night, and the next day, regardless of his recovery, he hurried to the Prison of Rites after breakfast, opened the copper cabinet containing the memorials, and checked the ticket for the imperial decree mentioned above. It was indeed Zhang Siwei. In his own handwriting, he wrote: "Pan Sheng misbehaved, and it is hard to be a teacher for a minister. Now let Lei Shizhen and Wang Jiguang play, withdraw the previous order, and still let Pan Sheng return to his hometown to stay idle." Feng Bao is now a big Angry, I wanted to go to the cabinet immediately to question the teacher, but after thinking about it, I held back for the time being.Sitting in the duty room, he thought carefully about the reason for this incident for a long time.On weekdays, in his eyes, this Zhang Siwei belongs to the kind of well-behaved character who crawls along the pole. When you are thirsty, he will bring you a teapot. When you are tired from walking, he will put a bench under your buttocks. The tickle is always just right.In the five years of Renge, he was cautious in his affairs. In the eyes of outsiders, he was not the second assistant, but Zhang Juzheng's big book office, so that some officials privately ridiculed him as "accompanying the secretary".To Feng Bao, Zhang Siwei is also extremely humble. Every time we meet, Zhang Siwei will perform the late birthday gift, and occasionally entrust him with something, and he will never lose his mind.Relying on the family's wealth, he did not forget to send "filial piety" to Feng Bao during the three festivals a year.Therefore, Feng Bao had a good impression of him, and said a lot of good things for him in front of the emperor. Before Zhang Juzheng died, he reminded Feng Bao that this assistant was too tactful and difficult to take on a big job, but Feng Bao didn't take it seriously.So after Zhang Juzheng's death, when Zhang Siwei was promoted to chief assistant, Feng Bao did not interfere.Now it seems that Zhang Juzheng has a unique vision.Feng Bao stayed in Da Nei for most of his life, experienced three dynasties, and saw many tragedies of fighting and killing, so when the regime turned, he was very sensitive to what happened around him.From the fact that Pan Sheng was deposed, he had a premonition of some kind of hidden disaster.Yesterday evening, I returned to my private residence from the Supervisor of Rituals, and spent another night turning sesame cakes on the bed. This morning, I ordered a sedan chair to be prepared to go to Baiyun Temple.

Ever since Feng Bao became a ceremonial eunuch, this Baiyun Temple has almost become his "family temple". Every year on the Yanjiu Festival, he must personally come to worship Qiu Chuji in person. Whenever he encounters any difficult problems, he always goes to Baiyun Temple Ask for a sign and ask for divination.There are lottery holders for tourists to draw lots at the Doumo Pavilion on the East Road and the Luzu Hall on the West Road in Baiyun Temple, but Feng Bao never draws lots at these two places.Wen Tianhe, the host of Baiyunguan, has a lottery in the Qiuzu Hall behind the Laojun Hall on the middle road—this is specially reserved for Feng. Apart from him, no one else can come here to ask for mysteries.

Although Feng Bao got up early, it was already over 20 hours before he arrived at the gate of Baiyun Guanshan. Wen Tianhe, who had already heard the news and was standing and waiting under the gate of Lingxing, went up to greet Feng Bao and beat him up without waiting for Feng Bao's sedan chair to stop. Jishou said with a smile all over his face: "Pindao was meditating last night, and suddenly saw the lamps and lamps on the table bursting with flowers. He wondered what kind of noble person would come tomorrow, but he didn't expect to welcome the old man." Although Feng Bao was in a bad mood, when he got out of the sedan chair, he saw the majestic atmosphere of the palace, and it was sweet to take a breath. He immediately lifted his spirits, and said with a smile:

"What kind of nobleman? A few years ago, it was said that the eight-tuan brocade produced in Hangzhou was expensive, but now it's all over the street, and it's all cheap." "My old man really knows how to tell jokes." Wen Tianhe led the way, entered the Lingxing gate and crossed the Nest Wind Bridge, and said as he walked, "July 15th, the Fuye of Xu Jue Town came to inform the poor Taoist, saying that the old man respects his body." Not safe, if you want to do it the poor way, you will pray for the old man. The poor way led the Taoists to open the dojo in the Qiuzu Hall for three days. They lit the ever-burning lamp in the big copper vat, and it took three hundred catties to light the sesame oil. On the third night, the poor way As soon as the gongs were harvested and the altar rice was scattered, a westerly wind suddenly blew up in the sky, and it also fell the first rain after the beginning of autumn. The poor Taoist knew that this was the manifestation of Qiu Zu, and bless you, Eunuch Feng. See you, Eunuch Feng, today. His complexion is rosy, and he doesn't seem to be sick."

Just now when he got off the sedan chair, his legs were still soft, but now he was walking along the brick road paved with shade, Feng Bao suddenly felt that his calves had grown, and he really believed that his "complexion was rosy". After rubbing it, he replied: "Thank you for praying for the old man. I heard from Dashou that an old Taoist with a white beard came to your place not long ago. He claimed to be Qiuzu and lived in Kunlun Mountain for three hundred years. Where did this person go?" "Fake," Wen Tianhe replied with a curl of his lips, "Pin Daoist asked him a few stories about Qiuzu, which were familiar to him, but he gave the wrong answer. In this world, people really have a bad heart—— Old man, where are we going?"

"Qiuzu Palace." "My husband wants to draw lots?" "yes." Wen Tianhe thought to himself, the old father-in-law came to draw lots early in the morning, he must have encountered some difficult things and decided not to let go, so he said: "People in the capital say that the old man and Zhang Juzheng are the prime ministers on the left and the right, and you two assisted the young master to open up a new atmosphere in the Wanli Dynasty. Now that Mr. Zhang has passed away, whoever should the old man discuss with if there is any important matter in the court?" ?”

The words touched the sore spot, and Feng Bao felt very uncomfortable.At this time, he had come to the Qiuzu Hall, Feng Bao stepped in, looked at the magnificent statue of Qiu Chuji, and sighed: "As soon as Mr. Zhang leaves, I'm afraid the old man will come to the Qiuzu Hall often." Wherever Feng Bao went, there was a lot of movement. At least twenty or thirty people followed him into the Baiyun Temple, but none of them dared to enter the Qiuzu Hall—because of Feng Bao's strict rules, no idlers were allowed to wait around during the lottery. .Right now there are only three people in the Qiuzu Hall, besides Feng Bao himself, there are also Wen Tianhe and Zhang Dashou.Feng Bao personally burned incense and bowed to the statue of Qiu Shenxian, while Wen Tianhe sang the chime for him.After the ceremony was over, Zhang Dashou took a step forward, took down the spotlessly wiped mutton fat jade stick tube from the carved mahogany table in front of the statue, and respectfully handed it to Feng Bao who was kneeling on the futon.Feng Bao weighed the stick, then stretched out his hand to move the bamboo stick in the stick, and asked Wen Tianhe:

"The old man remembers that there are ninety lottery sticks in total. Why are there so many less?" Wen Tianhe smiled dryly and did not answer, it turned out that before Feng Bao entered the palace, Zhang Dashhou took a moment to whisper to him, asking him to choose all the lottery in the lottery.Unexpectedly, Feng Bao's eyes were sharp, and he saw the flaw all at once. He just picked up a few sticks and looked at them, and said with a smile: "It's all good signings, Master Wen, who told you to do these little tricks?" Wen Tianhe concealed and said: "Probably a little Taoist priest cleaned here yesterday and picked up a few random ones." While talking, he "searched" and finally found a handful from the bill drawer and put them in the lottery. Feng Bao then knelt on the futon and shook the stick, the mouth of the barrel leaned forward halfway, after shaking for a long time, he finally pulled out a stick and fell to the ground, Zhang Dashhou stepped forward to pick it up for him, and said carefully: "The twenty-ninth lottery." "Look at the signature." Feng Bao got up from the futon. Zhang Dashou gave the signature to Wen Tianhe, and Wen Tianhe took out a signature from the cloth purse on the wall against the comparison, was shocked when he saw it, and looked at Feng Bao and dared not speak. "What's the matter?" Feng Bao took the signed ticket from Wen Tianhe, and saw a few lines of elegant willow script on the sprinkled gold paper: The twenty-ninth lottery Never Believe in Wild Fox Zen Endless wind and cloud whistling Who can solve the sudden frost and snow A thousand miles of quicksand is a grand pass The solution said: Occupying a house may prevent you from returning to your salary; Occupying your body is in danger, and the villain will be in charge of the lawsuit Difficult to win; Occupying wealth will be ruined, field silkworms are not familiar with it; Occupying marriage is difficult, disaster stars are shining, so be careful in everything. Feng Bao's talent is extremely high, and he can understand the ominous omen of this signed poem without any explanation.What's more, the explanation below has been self-explanated thoroughly.Feng Bao was very depressed in his heart, but he had a smile on his face.Dust off the paper and asked Wen Tianhe: "This signed poem is quite chewy, who made it up?" Wen Tianhe replied nervously: "All the signed poems here were written by Qiu Zu himself before he became immortal, and there are mysteries in the first words." Feng Bao asked again: "Then what is the mystery of this signed poem? Please enlighten the Taoist priest." Wen Tianhe didn't know why Feng Bao drew lots, but when he came here so early in the morning, it must be something serious. In order not to disappoint this great benefactor, Wen Tianhe turned his head and congratulated him: "Congratulations to my husband for drawing a good lottery." "Obviously it's a lottery, why do you say it's a good lottery?" Feng Bao put on a face and reprimanded, "Master Wen, don't make fun of me." "The poor Taoist has eaten the guts of a leopard, dare to tease the old man?" Wen Tianhe said with a smirk, "Our Taoists say that the anode generates yin, the cathode generates yang, and that yin and yang change each other. A sign is a sign." "You're a bit sophistry." Although Feng Bao said that, he wanted to hear Tianhe's words in his heart, so he asked again, "What's the explanation for Huluo Pingyang being bullied by dogs?" Wen Tianhe said: "This is to remind the old man to beware of villains for a period of time from now on:" Feng Bao nodded slightly, and asked, "Can a villain gain power?" "In the signed poem, it is said that the frost and snow come suddenly, which means that the villain has gained power, and the quicksand is thousands of miles away. It seems to mean that the villain is the leader. But the old man is a gentleman, and he will never be dazzled by heresy like the wild fox Zen. The fox can pretend After all, the tiger's majesty cannot beat the tiger's fierceness. After crossing thousands of miles of quicksand, the wild fox disappears, and the tiger returns to the forest. After the disaster is lost, the old man can still be proud of the wind and cloud, and stay firmly on top of the temple." "Good solution!" Feng Bao twitched his brows, and said with a fake smile, "I just don't know if the mystery you solved is God's will, or you just made up nonsense after hearing about it." In fact, Wen Tianhe also thought about what he said. Although they were all nice words, none of them were solid.Hearing Feng Bao's banter now, I know he still has doubts. This is a matter of coaxing ghosts. If you really want to say something about Ziwu Maoyou, Wen Tianhe doesn't have the ability, so he has to be careful and perfunctory: "Old man, Qiuzu is a god who only appears once in five hundred years. After all, Pindao is not a roundworm in his stomach. How can he understand all his mysteries." "Well, this sentence is quite true." As Feng Bao said, he crumpled up the paper and threw it on the ground. It was almost noon when Feng Bao returned to the city.He first returned to the mansion for lunch, and then got up in the sedan chair to enter the palace. Unknowingly, the big sedan chair was carried into the Huiji Gate in the Forbidden City.The sedan chair servant stepped on the brick road to the west, intending to go to the Supervisor of Rituals behind the Hall of Martial Arts.Feng Bao, who was in a doze, suddenly heard a familiar voice, opened the curtain of the sedan chair, and saw that it was Ma Sanwei, the steward of the imperial dining room, standing on the brick road with an official in sixth-grade herringbone uniform. The side chattered loudly and lowly.Feng Bao ordered the sedan chair to stop, walked down with a sullen face, and said angrily to Ma Sanwei: "Look at you, you're getting more and more brainless. You don't do things all day long, but you come here to talk nonsense." Ma Sanwei was like a mouse seeing a cat, trembling with fright, and said in a muttered voice, "I'm not talking nonsense, I'm just asking for advice on how to scoop up bad guys in Suzhou." "What Suzhou scoop?" Ma Sanwei murmured and explained, "Concubine Gong has had a bad appetite these days. Yesterday, I wanted to eat bad eggs, so I made a bowl and sent it over. She put down her chopsticks after tasting it, and said, It’s not that flavor, I’ll make it with a younger one. The younger one doesn’t dare to ask, what kind of flavor is the scorched egg she wants to eat? We were in a hurry when someone reminded us that Concubine Gong is from Suzhou , I want us to go to Suzhou people to find out how Suzhou catches the bad guys. I thought this is really a way. It’s just that I was born in the north and walked around the stove every day since I came to the palace. How can I recognize any Suzhou people? The person from Texas, luckily met Zhang Jing, the eunuch of Bingbi, in the morning, and he told the younger one that this Mr. Wang in the Sixth Section Corridor is from Suzhou, so the younger one came here to find it.” The Concubine Gong mentioned by Ma Sanwei is the Queen Yinger of the Palace of Compassionate Ning under the name of Empress Dowager Li.Because she was pregnant with Zhu Yijun's child, she was canonized as Concubine Gong under the auspices of Empress Dowager Li, and she was arranged to live in Qixiang Palace not far from Cining Palace.Concubine Gong's concubine was about to give birth, and Empress Dowager Li took great care of her these days, so Feng Bao believed that Ma Sanwei was telling the truth.The place where Ma Sanwei was standing was also outside the Sixth Section Corridor. Feng Bao glanced at the young official standing next to Ma Sanwei and asked: "Are you from the Sixth Section Corridor?" The young official nodded and replied: "The name of the humble officer is Wang Jiguang, and he works in the Rites." "Are you from Suzhou?" "Yes, Eunuch Ma asked the humble official how to scoop up bad guys in Suzhou, and the humble official has already taught him:" "Oh, so it's really an apprenticeship." Feng Bao squinted his eyes and smiled, turned to Ma Sanwei and said, "You go back and make a bowl for Concubine Gong, if it suits her taste, I will reward you. " "Little one obeys." After Ma Sanwei answered, he ran away in a hurry, and Wang Jiguang also bowed his hands and said goodbye and went back to the Like duty room: Looking at Wang Jiguang's leaving back, Feng Bao suddenly remembered the two scriptures of impeaching Pan Sheng, one of which was written by this Wang Jiguang of.Ma Sanwei said that it was Zhang Jing who introduced him, and Feng Bao suddenly became suspicious. How did Zhang Jing know Wang Jiguang? He had heard that Wang Jiguang was Zhang Siwei's student. Connecting these clues, Feng Bao seemed to be aware of it. Something, could it be that Zhang Siwei and Zhang Jing have hooked up together? Thinking of this, Feng Bao, who was about to board the sedan chair and go back to the Supervisor of Rituals, suddenly changed his mind. He asked the sedan chairmen to carry the empty sedan back, while he cut With both hands, he walked slowly towards the cabinet on the other side of the Huiji gate. This is the first time Feng Bao has come to the cabinet since Zhang Juzheng's death.When he walked into the door of the pavilion, he saw an oracle engraved on the small square inside the door: Secretly important places, officials and other people are not allowed to enter without permission, and offenders will be punished without mercy. This oracle was made by Emperor Yongle, and Feng Bao had read it many times.In the past, it can be said that he turned a blind eye to it, but this time he found that the gold-lettered oracle plaque had been repainted, and he suddenly became suspicious, thinking: "Zhang Siwei decorated this plaque as soon as he became the chief assistant. How did he install it?" What's the matter?" The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and his steps quickened. It was only a hundred steps from the gate to the assistant minister's room, and Feng Bao walked in quickly. On the way, he met two or three familiar officials who avoided him. She went to the side of the road and bowed to him, but he only responded in vain.Zhang Siwei's value house was originally used by Gao Yi, a minister during the Longqing period, and it was diagonally opposite Zhang Juzheng.Feng Bao walked up to him, pushed the door open and walked in without bothering others to inform him. Zhang Siwei was sitting in the duty room at this time discussing matters with an official. When he suddenly saw Feng Bao barging in, he couldn't help but be surprised. He quickly got up and gave up his seat, and said with a smile: "Eunuch Feng, what wind brought you here?" Feng Baowo was full of anger, but he couldn't do it in front of irrelevant officials, so he told a lie: "The old man has something to do at the Wenhua Palace, so come here and have a look." After saying that, he sat down carelessly. On the official hat chair. However, it has been two months since Zhang Siwei moved to the position of Chief Assistant as usual, and Shen Shixing took over the vacant position of Second Assistant. Supported a cabinet drama.It was just enough, because when Zhang Siwei and Shen Shixing first entered the cabinet, the emperor's decree was "do things with the Yuanfu Ren Pavilion".Since it is a matter of doing things, it always depends on the eyes of the person in charge. Therefore, the two of them have never done the thing of being the master of the house with the top of the iron pot.Although the rafters are in their early days, the prestige of "one branch moves, a hundred branches shake" cannot be cultivated for a while.As for drafting the bill, Zhang Juzheng had the final say in the past, but now it is decided by three people.Although there is a distinction between primary and secondary, Zhang Siwei feels that his foundation is not stable, and he dare not use his power without authorization.As a result, some officials who are accustomed to observing the movement and the wind direction when the chief assistant is replaced are all surprised. There are some discussions in private in the various yamen, saying that Zhang Siwei is after all Zhang Juzheng. The Wanli New Deal he founded must be regarded as a rule and will not be published; some people say that he has great wisdom in the city, but he is foolish, and his performance is to deceive people; The slanderous rumors spread to Zhang Siwei's ears from time to time, but he just laughed it off, and still came to the cabinet on time every day to handle affairs respectfully.After lunch today, he didn't take a break, but instead invited Chu Molun, a member of the Rites Department, to meet him in the duty room.This Chu Molun is the head of the Ministry of Rites, who issued the certificates to monks all over the world in the spring of the sixth year of Wanli.That time, he not only made a lot of money for Zhang Siwei, but also made a lot of favors for him to embezzle his quota.Three years after the exam, Zhang Siwei reciprocated and spoke for him. Chu Molun actually skipped two grades and was promoted to fourth-rank Yuanwailang, in charge of the Department of Rites and Systems.This time he summoned Chu Molun because Concubine Gong was about to give birth to a dragon son.If Concubine Gong really gave birth to a son for Emperor Wanli, this would be the prince: in all dynasties, the birth of a prince is a major event celebrated by the whole country.According to the story of the country, when a prince is born, he will generally pardon the world, enfeoff relatives of the emperor and major ministers, and reduce taxes in various provinces.Zhang Siwei came to Chu Molun today to discuss the matter of Jin Feng, which is in charge of the Ritual System Department of the Ministry of Rites.Zhang Siwei believes that there are more than a dozen people who should be promoted this time, the most important of which should be the Queen Mother of the Two Palaces and Wang Wei, the father of Queen Wang.The empress dowagers of the two palaces were promoted when Zhu Yijun ascended the throne in the sixth year of Longqing. One was the saint of benevolence and the other was the saint of compassion. .If the prince is really born this time, the empress dowagers of the two palaces will definitely have to add two words.Although Zhang Siwei has been a secondary assistant for four years, he has never attracted the attention of the Empress Dowager Li. This time he wants to please the Empress Dowager Li through the Jin Feng.And Queen Wang's father, Wang Wei, although he is the emperor's father-in-law, he has been the commander of the Jinyiwei for the first two years.When the emperor got married, he proposed to give Wang Wei Jin a title, but Zhang Juzheng refused to do it on the grounds that the rewards from the previous court were too excessive and the legacy would be endless.Only Wang Wei was promoted from Jinyiwei Qianhu to Jinyiwei Commander, and after repeated urging by the emperor, Wang Wei was promoted to Yongnian Bo in the eighth year of Wanli, but it was stated that it was only a temporary position and could not be hereditary.For this matter, the emperor has been brooding.Zhang Siwei decided to use this gift to change Wang Wei's title of Earl of Yongnian from a casual position to a hereditary one, in order to please the emperor.Zhang Siwei confessed the matter to Chu Molun, but Feng Bao interrupted him just halfway through.Zhang Siwei had no choice but to say to Chu Molun: "You go back and handle it according to Bensuke's instructions." Chu Molun bowed and stepped back.Seeing that there were no outsiders, Feng Bao took a sip of the hot tea provided by the book office, and said angrily: "Mr. Fengpan, congratulations, the daughter-in-law who has been married for many years has become a mother-in-law." Zhang Siwei had already seen from Feng Bao's face that he seemed to be looking for trouble today.He wondered what offended this unofficial senior executive, and tentatively said: "Old man, Mr. Yuanfu Taiyue suddenly hesitated and left as soon as he said it. For a long time, we couldn't believe this was true. Now, the emperor loves you wrongly and asked us to take the lead in the cabinet. We also know that we are not like this Chun material, I was just saying that after I have been busy for this period of time, I will pay a special visit to your house and ask you for advice." "What do you ask for advice?" Feng Baoming looked at him with a domineering attitude. Zhang Siwei was very unusable, but he endured it, thinking that those who came would not come if they were not kind, so he would be a "sorry soldier" at least today, and deal with this mourner star first.So he put his hands on his knees and gave a long sigh, and said with a wry smile: "There are many places to ask for advice. For example, we always have to draw up a few tickets for the emperor every day. Some tickets are easy to draw, and some tickets make us hesitate. Usually When we met Mr. Zhang, we wrote postings to ask the emperor when we had any problems. The emperor always summoned us on the platform in time. When we encounter similar things now, we also wrote posts asking the emperor to see him, but the emperor always said "draw up the ticket first." "Come" and refuse to give the opportunity to listen to our performance. We are not sure what the emperor is thinking. If we don't ask my husband about such a matter, who else can I ask?" Feng Bao didn't know whether the purpose of Zhang Siwei's words was to show that the emperor did not trust him, or whether the emperor was not used to treating Zhang Siwei as the chief assistant.Feng Bao felt that there must be something strange in it, and asked: "You mean, you have been the chief assistant for two months, and the emperor hasn't summoned you even once?" "I met him twice, both during Yuanfu Mr. Taiyue's funeral, and the three ministers from the cabinet met together, and the talk was limited to Mr. Taiyue's funeral, and I haven't been summoned since then." "The platform summons the chief assistant alone. This is the court's deliberation system. The emperor refuses to see you, there must be some other reason." Feng Bao leaned back in his chair and asked in that gloating tone, " Mr. Fengpan, think about it, what offended the emperor?" Zhang Siwei was secretly happy when he saw Feng Bao followed his way, but on the surface he replied with a sad face: "We are cautious all day long, how could we offend the emperor?" Feng Bao sneered and said mockingly, "I've learned from your caution." "Eunuch Feng, what you said..." Feng Bao's anger finally exploded, and he reprimanded: "Usually, when the old man coughs, you run over to ask for his health. This time, Mr. Yuanfu Zhang passed away, and the old man attended to his funeral. He was exhausted and seriously ill. I've been lying at home for more than a month, and many people know to come to comfort me, but I can't see you. The old man knows that you have become the chief assistant, and you are worth a lot!" Feng Bao clamped the gun and the stick without showing mercy, and Zhang Siwei was very embarrassed when he heard it.In fact, as soon as he heard that Feng Bao was ill, he decided to visit him. It was Zhang Jing who stopped him. Zhang Jing said: "If the emperor knows that you and Feng Bao are close, he will immediately be wary of you." Thinking it made sense, he just sent the housekeeper to visit Feng's residence with a gift box, but how could such inside information be revealed, so he could only falter and say: "We are really too busy, so let the butler go there on our behalf, and pay my respects to my husband." "It's true that your butler is here. He also sent a box of old ginseng from Changbai Mountain and a goose down mattress made in Japan. These are all valuables. I have to thank you. But thank you, I still feel sad Melancholy. These days, favors are more precious than gold, how can I care about your treasures? What I want is your past love. Mr. Feng Pan, you can't just change your face!" Feng Bao moved the gourd root even when he mentioned it, not giving Zhang Siwei any face.Although Zhang Siwei cooked the bull's head well, he was still afraid of Feng Bao's power, so he had to be careful: "Old man, you are overthinking, we are really busy these days..." "What are you busy with, are you busy changing generals?" Feng Bao choked. Zhang Siwei couldn't hold back, and said with a slight sarcasm: "The more my old man talks, the more outrageous he is. What's the matter with changing the general? Whose horse should we go? Whose general should we change?" "Change to Mr. Taiyue's general!" "Mr. Taiyue has cultivated and supported us for many years. It is too late for us to thank him. How can we cross the river and tear down the bridge?" "If you really do this, the emperor won't be so indifferent to you." This is Feng Bao's angry words, who knows that the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.Zhang Siwei guessed that Feng Bao was so confident today, whether he had obtained the emperor's will or not, and suddenly felt frightened, without regard for his dignity, and asked with a straight face: "My old man is saying that the emperor has misunderstood us?" "It can't be said to be a misunderstanding, it should be said to be a fact." Feng Bao simply bluffed to the end. "What fact?" Zhang Siwei blinked. Feng Bao asked, "What is the first vote you propose for taking charge of the cabinet?" "The first ticket," Zhang Siwei frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly he realized why Feng Baojin came to Xingshi to question his crimes, so he replied, "Is it about Pan Sheng's entry into the cabinet?" "Why can't Pan Sheng join the cabinet?" Feng Bao asked straightforwardly. "We have never had any prejudice against Pan Sheng. Back then we were Minister of the Ministry of Rites, and Pan Sheng was the left servant of the Ministry of Rites. The two got along very well." Zhang Siwei was afraid of getting burned, so he tried his best to shirk responsibility at this time. The impeachment documents for Wang Jiguang and Wang Jiguang were submitted to the emperor, and the emperor asked his ministers to draw up the vote, and the minister figured out what the emperor meant, and it seemed that he didn't like Pan Sheng very much, so he drew up the vote." "How do you know that the emperor doesn't like Pan Sheng?" "The emperor asked us to draft tickets without any explanation in advance. This attitude speaks for itself." "Just now you said that you want to ask me for advice, it seems that you have already perfected your understanding of the emperor's mind." Feng Bao sarcastically asked again, "Do you know that Pan Sheng was recommended by Mr. Taiyue?" "Know." "If you know about it, you still draw up a ticket like this. If Mr. Taiyue knows about it, how would you feel about it?" "This... Lei Shizhen's and Wang Jiguang's two papers, which listed Pan Sheng's crimes of embezzling ink, are not chasing rumors." "I often walk by the river without getting my shoes wet. Isn't it easy to find a few faults in someone these days? The key is whether someone deliberately opposes him. If someone wants to grab you Mr. Pan, can you guarantee that you are clean?" These few words were very intimidating, and Zhang Siwei shuddered, but he still argued: "The problem mainly lies in the notes of Lei Shizhen and Wang Jiguang." "Mr. Fengpan, you have three hundred taels of silver here, who doesn't know that Lei Shizhen is from your hometown, and Wang Jiguang is your disciple!" "This..." Zhang Siwei was speechless for a moment. Seeing Zhang Siwei's face turning red and white, Feng Bao suddenly recalled signing the lottery at Baiyun Temple, and said angrily: "Ten years ago, Zhang Juzheng took over the seal of Zaifu from Gao Gong. It took only two months for people to see the various aspects of the Wanli New Deal. What is the Wanli New Deal? In short, it is a sentence: the gentleman is the leader, Xiaorendaoxiao. Mr. Fengpan, it has been almost two months since you took over the seal of Zaifu from Zhang Juzheng. Sir, isn't this distressing?" After Feng Bao finished speaking, he got up and walked away, leaving Zhang Siwei sitting there alone, like a clay Bodhisattva, unable to say a word for a long time.