Chapter 130 Chapter 39 Angrily wrote a blood book, a filial son committed suicide

Unconsciously, a year passed, and on June 11th, the eleventh year of Wanli, which was the first anniversary of Zhang Juzheng's death, at dusk, I saw a small blue oil silk sedan carried by two people from Jiangjin Pass outside Jingzhou City. The dock was lifted out.At that time, it was the dog days, and the Jianghan Plain was steaming. Fortunately, there was a shower at noon, and the southerly wind turned cool.At the moment when the sedan chair was on the road, seeing the evening glow, the brilliant peach blossoms redder than March, and the infinite green of the lotus fields by the roadside, the scenery was already refreshing.Coupled with the addition of seven or eight plain gulls flying among them, and two or three teams of dexterous purple swallows dancing on them, it makes people feel that the world is long and full of vitality.Just at this time, in the lotus pond somewhere, there was a silver bell-like singing of a lotus picker:

Qianshenglang, Wanshenglang, Who told you to chase slaves to the lotus pond? Lang's song is crisper than the bell, Singing little Anu Nuwu sitting on the bow Youyou suddenly panicked. The melon seeds are hidden in the pointed shell, The slave's boat plunged into the middle of the water. I saw love brother coming from afar, Quickly pick off a lotus leaf and wear it on your head, The only way is to cover the sun in the dog days. The singing is so sweet and crisp, like crystal dewdrops rolling on the lotus leaves, they permeate the fields in the twilight, and they have a certain irresistible power of temptation.However, the people sitting in the sedan chair did not share the lotus picker's desire and longing for love from the singing.Instead, she felt as if a poisonous snake had penetrated into her heart, and hot tears flowed down her cheeks...

The sedan chair was carried to a fork in the road, straight ahead was Jingzhou City, and turning right was a muddy path.The bearers slowed down, and the lead bearer asked: "Sir, don't you want to go to Jingzhou City first?" "No." "It's too late to go to Zhang Juzheng's cemetery at this time. It's a desolate place to go to Buba Village and Xiabuba Shop." "It's none of your business, let's go." The bearer didn't answer any more, and carried the sedan chair onto the winding sidewalk.The bearer who had just asked the question carefully avoided the muddy mud under his feet, and muttered to himself: "I'm not afraid of breaking the taboo if I go to see that deserted tomb at this time." How did the speaker know that the person sitting in the sedan chair It was Yuniang who had been missing for five years and now disguised herself as a man and came to Jiangling to visit the tomb.

Where exactly has Yuniang been hiding these past few years, and why did she choose to come to Jiangling today? We have to start from the beginning. However, last winter, after Emperor Wanli went to the Palace of Compassion and Peace and had a showdown-like conversation with his mother, Queen Mother Li, Queen Mother Li, who was less than forty years old, has truly lived a life of "sleeping her old age" ever since.Apart from copying the scriptures and chanting Buddha every day, and enjoying the joy of her grandson, she can no longer play a little role in the political affairs of the court.Except for the chief attendant of the Compassionate Ning Palace, the eunuchs of the other yamen in Da Nei, especially the giants of the ceremonial supervisors, no longer dared to pay homage to the queen mother known as "Guanyin and Li Niangniang".In the past, the Holy Mother, who was praised by people all over the world as "seeing the six directions with her eyes and listening to all directions with her ears", no longer heard any news from the outer court.She ended up leisurely, but also became very haggard.Every night, the guards who watch the night in Ouchi can still hear the monotonous sound of wooden fish coming from the Palace of Compassion and Ning.It was Empress Dowager Li who was still guarding a lonely lamp, reciting scriptures very devoutly.Slower and more drumming, Geng Geng Xinghe, all the lingering thoughts of the Queen Mother are entrusted in the Sanskrit singing of Putuo Haichao.During these days when she was living in the Palace of Compassion and Peace, the situation in the court, which was dictated by her son Zhu Yijun and Chen Gang, was changing rapidly.After withdrawing the investigation of Feng Bao, another stormy action he took was to completely liquidate Zhang Juzheng.Just after the Little Snow Festival last year, after the platform summoned Zhang Siwei, the chief assistant of the cabinet, Zhu Yijun suddenly issued an order to the whole country to revoke the posthumous title of "Wen Zhonggong" bestowed on Zhang Juzheng.Within a few days, the second decree was published in the residence newspaper of the Secretary of the General Administration, and Zhang Juzheng was deprived of the titles of Grand Master and Shangzhu Kingdom that he had received during his lifetime.Before the Spring Festival, the third decree was issued again.Take back all the emperor's royal gifts to Zhang Juzheng, including porcelain, silver medals, eight-treasure silver ingots and inscription plaques given to him, and recover them one by one, regardless of size.Previously, from Wang Guoguang's dismissal to Feng Bao's home being ransacked, a series of news had convinced all officials receiving imperial salaries that the wind direction in the political arena had changed.But they still took chances, thinking that the emperor's actions were revenge for his almost being abolished due to the Quliuguan incident in the sixth year of Wanli.Regarding the "Wanli New Deal" that Zhang Juzheng devoted himself to implement, the emperor will continue to implement it as always.However, with the recovery of a large group of officials who were deposed because of Zhang Juzheng's rectification of officials and the implementation of the "examination method", these people believed that all the actions taken by the emperor after the autumn were obviously carefully considered.There are various indications that he deeply hates the unbreakable "iron triangle" formed by his mother Empress Dowager Li, Zhang Juzheng and Feng Bao during the ten years since he ascended the throne.Now, he wants to get rid of the restraint of this "iron triangle" as soon as possible.The most urgent task is not only to replace a large number of officials they trust, but also to correct the various reforms they have introduced.If this is not the case, the replacement of personnel is completely unreasonable.Based on this, Zhu Yijun's liquidation of Zhang Juzheng was carried out step by step from the outside to the inside, from near to far.Since Feng Bao was dispatched to Nanjing to "live at leisure", and Empress Dowager Li lived in seclusion in the Palace of Compassion and Peace with the Buddha, no one can restrict Zhu Yijun.That's why he was able to do whatever he wanted and issue three decrees in a row, depriving Zhang Juzheng of all the honors he had bestowed on him over the years.During the Spring Festival in the 11th year of Wanli, the officials of the major yamen in the capital spent their time in panic.There are more than a dozen officials who apply for resignation in order to avoid disaster, and are impeached and dismissed almost every day, and there are not a few resigned and demoted officials who come to the Ministry of Officials to report every day.This kind of chaotic scene made some good officials who were committed to state affairs deeply chilling, and it also made some outsiders deeply understand what it means to be dangerous in the officialdom, and the water is turbulent.

After the Spring Festival, Zhu Yijun personally wrote another decree, which was sent to the cabinet by the eunuch Zhang Hong: According to the first assistant Zhang Siwei, the assistant ministers Shen Shixing, Yu Youding, Xu Guo and others knew that they ordered the right servant of the Ministry of Punishment Qiu Xiao and the eunuch Zhang Jing of the East Factory to lead them to Jingzhou Mansion in Huguang to search Zhang Juzheng's mansion.Each department cooperates, and there must be no mistakes.This is it. This imperial decree was drafted by Zhang Jing, and Zhang Jing had sent the draft to Zhang Siwei for secret revision before sending it to the pavilion.Moreover, it was he who personally recommended Qiu Xiao, who had just arrived in Beijing, to take on this important task.He knew that because Zhang Juzheng refused to use Qiu Jue for this holiday, Qiu Jue hated Zhang Juzheng to the bone.Now let him go to Jingzhou to search Zhang Juzheng's home, he will be ruthless and spare no effort.Zhu Yijun was very appreciative of Zhang Siwei's suggestion.However, on the day when the decree came to the cabinet, Zhang Siwei pretended to be shocked, and immediately took the lead and signed with three cabinet ministers to present the cabinet copy to the imperial court, begging the emperor to remember Zhang Juzheng's meritorious service in assisting the government during his lifetime, and not to ransack his home.Zhu Yijun read the cabinet book and immediately replied: "What is your intention of defending the bully? Whoever dares to be a minion for a tiger, I will not tolerate it!" The words were so strict that the faces of the cabinet ministers were ashamed of fright.In the deathly silence, Qiu Xiao and Zhang Jing led a large group of Ti cavalry, and left Beijing city solemnly with the heroic spirit of "assuming that the sky will send a great responsibility to the people".

Seventeen days later, they arrived in Jingzhou City.Six days before their arrival, Wu Xi, the prefect of Jingzhou—that is, the person who carefully served Zhang Juzheng when he returned home to bury his father in the sixth year of Wanli—received a letter from the Department of General Administration of the capital.As soon as he saw the imperial decree of confiscating the house, he immediately gathered all the arresting officials in the house, rushed into Zhang Dashi's mansion on Dongmen Street, and sent everyone in the mansion, from Zhang Juzheng's eighty-year-old mother, Mrs. Zhao, down to The baby, who was still in its infancy, and a group of servants, a total of one hundred people were all evicted, escorted to the old house of the Zhang family, which was an empty house that had not been lived in for many years, and the door was nailed to death. No one can get in, and no one can get out.In the past, Zhang Dashi's mansion, which was heavily guarded and brightly lit, turned into a spooky empty city in a blink of an eye, with a seal on the gate and guard posts all around.Despite this, Wu Xi was still worried, for fear that something would be wrongly thought out and the upcoming imperial envoy would blame him.

It was already mid-afternoon when Qiu Xiao and Zhang Jing arrived.They were first welcomed into the Chu Feng Pavilion to rest, and after a short rest, they had a reception feast prepared by Wu Xi for them.When the unitary hour was over, Qiu Xi was hiccupping, and then ordered Wu Xi to lead the way and go to Zhang's old house to count the detainees.Waiting to be arrested quickly to open the crucified gate, looking at the dozens of watermelon lanterns in the hands of the yamen servants, the scene in front of them made the wolves and tigers shudder.There were only a hundred people, lying in more than a dozen rooms.Because when they were kicked out of Zhang Dashi's mansion, they were not allowed to take anything with them. The old house was empty except for moss and dust. There was neither a grain of rice nor a sip of water.Therefore, all relatives of Zhang Juzheng who were imprisoned had not eaten a grain of rice or drunk a drop of water for six days.Many of them died of hunger, and those who did not die were also dying.Seeing the officials and cavalrymen of the brigade coming in, except for rolling their eyes with difficulty, none of them could speak.Afraid that the matter would become serious, Qiu Ju quickly ordered rescue. Those who were still alive were carried out to be fed with rice soup. Those who died—a total of seventeen, including three infants, one was Zhang Juzheng’s grandson and two were his granddaughters. , Dig a pit and bury it quickly.The next morning, the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Dongchang, and Jingzhou Mansion came together to open Zhang Dashi's mansion and ransack the house.It took seven days to complete the registration of the confiscated property. Together with Zhang Juzheng’s previously confiscated residence in Shamao, Beijing, a total of 110,000 taels of silver and more than 3,000 taels of gold were confiscated in the two places. More than 7,000 mu of paddy fields purchased by his father Zhang Wenming.Zhang Juzheng's entire family wealth is less than one-twentieth of Feng Bao's. This result disappointed Qiu Xiao and Zhang Jing.They concluded that Zhang Juzheng's family property was far more than this, and they took it for granted that Zhang Juzheng's sons transferred the assets before the "imperial envoy" arrived.So they brought Zhang Juzheng's eldest son, Zhang Jingxiu, the former head of the Ministry of Rites, who was guarding the system, out of the place of detention, and tortured him severely. They also took out a list of transfer assets prepared in advance and asked Zhang Jingxiu to sign and pledge.In this list, it is stated that Zhang Jingxiu deposited 200,000 taels of silver in Wang Zhuan's house, 200,000 taels of silver in Li Youzi's house, and 150,000 taels of silver in Zeng Xingwu's house.These three people are all close friends of Zhang Juzheng's trust during his lifetime, and they are all from Jingzhou Prefecture. Except for Li Youzi who retired normally from the Ministry of Industry in the eighth year of Wanli because he was over 60 years old, Wang Zhuan and Zeng Xingwu both died last winter. The second-rank Beijing official who was dismissed by Zhu Yijun.Qiu Huan discussed with Zhang Jing about framing them, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone. It can not only wipe out all of Zhang Juzheng's cronies, but also greatly increase Zhang Juzheng's family property - this will prove that the emperor's order to confiscate Zhang Juzheng's house is extremely correct.Zhang Jingxiu has always been honest, but he was so frightened that he was at a loss for what to do in the sudden disaster.In addition, Qiu Huan ordered him to be tortured, so he couldn't hold on anymore, so he had to sign the list tremblingly.With this "mountain of ironclad evidence" confession, Qiu Ruruu ordered to immediately go to Yingshan, Jiayu, Yiling and other counties to search the homes of Li Youzi, Zeng Xingwu, and Wang Zhuan.The next day, Zhang Jingxiu, who was tortured to death, heard that the cavalrymen who went to the above three places to raid their homes had set off from Jingzhou. Only then did he realize that his tortured confession would bring disaster to his father's former politicians.He was alone in a room, so he tore off the double-breasted white coat he was wearing next to his body, bit his middle finger, and wrote a letter of complaint with blood as ink.He will also expose the inside story of how Qiu Ju tortured and humiliated him and asked him to frame Li Youzi, Wang Zhuan, Zeng Xingwu and others.After writing, he tore the Taoist robe into strips and tied them into ropes, and hung himself from the beam in the dead of night.

More than ten days later, when the news reached Beijing, many officials in the capital were deeply shocked, especially after reading Zhang Jingxiu's bloody letter.One of the six lecturers Zhang Juzheng personally selected for Zhu Yijun, Yu Shenxing, who had been promoted to Zuo Chunfang Yude at that time, wrote an open letter "To Qiu Shilang", advising him not to avenge his personal revenge publicly and to add insult to injury.As soon as this letter came out, it was widely circulated and copied, and the hearts of the people were against each other, which can be seen from this.There is even Pan Jixun, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, Zhang Juzheng's most trusted river control expert, at this time he did not avoid suspicion and stepped forward. He wrote a letter to the emperor, asking the emperor to recite Zhang Juzheng's ten years in the country and carry out reforms. He has made great achievements. If the pursuit after death is too much, it may cause slander from all over the world.Zhu Yijun was so angry when he saw this memorial. He never imagined that after more than eight months of rectification and rectification, there would still be people who would dare to complain for Zhang Juzheng: Zhu Yijun, the No. 1 hero, also admits this.Therefore, when he replaced all the ministers trusted by Zhang Juzheng, he showed mercy to Pan Jixun.But now the situation was unbearable, Zhu Yijun was furious in Xinuan Pavilion, and shouted at Zhang Cheng, the eunuch who was reading the book: "Even if the Yellow River, Yangtze River, and Huaihe River in the world collapse, I will definitely dismiss this Pan Jixun as a citizen. Three days later, Pan Jixun sadly left Beijing, and hundreds of officials came to see him off.The law does not blame the public. Although Zhu Yijun was angry, he had to restrain himself.He originally planned to open Zhang Juzheng's coffin and flog Zhang Juzheng's corpse, but now he had to cancel it.And ordered Qiu Xiao not to be involved too widely.In this way, Li Youzi, Wang Zhuan, Zeng Xingwu and others finally escaped, but Zhu Yijun refused to accommodate Zhang Juzheng's family.In April, Dali Temple made the following judgments regarding the handling of the two major cases of Feng Bao and Zhang Juzheng: Feng Bangning, Xu Jue, You Qi, Chen Yingfeng and others beheaded Xishi; Zhang Juqian was resigned from the post of deputy commander of Jinyiwei, and sent to Yunnan to serve as an army; Zhang Juzheng's second son, Sixiu, and fourth son, Jianxiu, were all resigned from fame and shady positions, and they all fell into a savage place; the third son, Maoxiu, was born in the seventh year of Wanli. The number one scholar, was deprived of his fame and official position to live idle - the reason why he was not assigned to the frontier was because he committed suicide three times, but was rescued by others and became disabled.The remaining five and six sons have not yet taken the provincial examination.He was also denounced as a hooligan for his fame as a talented scholar: Feng Bao confiscated all his properties, Zhang Juzheng's two properties in Beijing and Jingzhou, and all gold and silver antiques were confiscated, leaving only one hundred acres of Susukida as the support of Zhang Juzheng's mother, Mrs. Zhao Tai. use.So far, the liquidation of Feng Bao and Zhang Juzheng has come to an end.Hearing that the imperial decree had been passed to Nanjing, Feng Bao, who had already been imprisoned in the Jing army camp, did not say a word, and that night, he hanged himself.In Jingzhou City, people avoiding Zhang Juzheng's family members who lived like pigs and dogs is like avoiding the plague.

From the death of Zhang Juzheng in June of the tenth year of Wanli to April of the eleventh year of Wanli, the liquidation of Zhang Juzheng was completed.These soul-stirring ten months can be said to have disturbed the country's peace. Not only the officialdom seemed to be in a convulsion, but the hearts of the common people in the world were also tortured.Those posthouses, restaurants, teahouses, dock bookshops, and Gion Taoist temples in the major cities of Tongyi, and even Bianzhou County, where there are crowds, will definitely use Zhang Juzheng's ups and downs of honor and disgrace as an indispensable topic of conversation.And Yuniang, who used to be Zhang Juzheng's confidante, heard the news in an inconspicuous nunnery outside Yangzhou City.

In the fifth year of Wanli, because of Zhang Juzheng's insistence on hunting down Shao Daxia, Yuniang was burned all at once, and she left without saying goodbye in despair.Before that, she often went to Zhaoning Temple to worship Buddha, and met monk Ru. After leaving Jixiang House that day, she went to Zhaoning Temple to pay homage to Yiru, expressing her desire to become a monk.Just as knowing her origin, he dared not take her in, but felt that Yuniang had a long history of wisdom, so after some consideration, he ordered the reliable disciples in the temple to secretly send Yuniang to Baiyu Temple in Xiangshan, a nunnery where the abbot, the teacher, and Mrs. It's like coming out of the door of an eminent monk.After Yuniang arrived at Baiyu Temple, the teacher treated her very well and was not in a hurry to shave her, so she just stayed in the backyard to burn incense and chant scriptures.A year later, the incident of Zhang Juzheng seizing love once again disrupted Yuniang's career in Buddhism, and she asked someone to send Zhang Juzheng a poem of exhortation.The teacher saw that Yuniang's heart was still alive, and fearing that she would be found to harm Buddhism, he persuaded her to leave the capital and entrusted her to her apprentice, nun Nanhui who now lives in Yangzhou Jingshui Nunnery.Before leaving, although Yu Niang repeatedly begged the teacher to shave her, the teacher refused in the end, and said with a smile that she has Buddha nature but no connection with Buddha.Yuniang returned to Yangzhou, where she had been away for six years. After she lived in Jingshui Nunnery, she almost kept her house behind closed doors. Even the many benefactors and pilgrims in Jingshui Nunnery did not know that there was a stunning beauty living in the temple.Because of the teacher's entrustment, the abbot of the nunnery, Nan Hui, was very kind to Yuniang, and tried his best to provide her with convenience, allowing her to live a quiet life of half monk, half layman, half hidden.Almost every Qingming Festival, she would secretly go to Danyang to pay homage to Shao Daxia who was transported to his hometown for burial after the Ming Dynasty.She always has a feeling of gratitude to this benefactor who rescued her from the brothel.But most of the time, she misses the time spent with Zhang Juzheng.When she left Jixianglu in a fit of anger, she had made up her mind never to see Zhang Juzheng again.Although this innocent girl who knows how to repay her kindness has obtained great emotional satisfaction from Zhang Juzheng and understood the love in the world, she finally chose to leave.She has long known that Zhang Juzheng is an "iron prime minister", but she thinks that Zhang Juzheng's unselfishness is only reflected in officialdom and government affairs. To her, what this illustrious chief minister gave her was all tenderness and consideration.When she anxiously interceded for Shao Daxia and hoped that Zhang Juzheng would forgive him, she didn't expect that what she got in return was a heavy slap in the face.Only now did she understand that Zhang Juzheng's hard-hearted heart does not distinguish between inside and outside, and all the beautiful dreams she had pinned on Zhang Juzheng were all shattered in an instant.She, who usually feels inferior to others and feels inferior, resolutely left the Jixiang Cottage that had brought her endless joy and endless sorrow.

In the first few days after leaving, Yu Niang was desperate and devoted herself to converting to Buddhism: as the years passed, when her resentment gradually calmed down, she began to miss those days in Jixianglu again.Facing the wind, holding the lamp and tuning the kite to the moon, every time she thinks of Zhang Juzheng's tenderness towards her, she feels melancholy and melancholy.But she did not regret leaving Zhang Juzheng because of this, and she would never forgive him for refusing to help save Shao Daxia.However, when she heard the news of Zhang Juzheng's death, she was struck by lightning.At that moment, she realized that she still loved Zhang Juzheng very deeply.Since then, she has been haunted by dreams and souls of the dead "iron-masked prime minister", and her yearning grows stronger day by day.Especially after the Emperor Wanli launched a liquidation against Zhang Juzheng, the person she admired - this illustrious chief minister who stomped on the Daming Society and trembled three times, turned into a sinner who would never be restored. The mother can't accept anything.While Zhang Juzheng's relatives were being tortured in Jingzhou, Yuniang, who was far away in Yangzhou, shed tears all day long.After mid-May, she suddenly packed up, bid farewell to Zen Master Nanhui, hired a boat, entered Zhenjiang from the Yangzhou Canal, and then went up the Yangtze River. She was going to arrive in Jingzhou on the first anniversary of Zhang Juzheng's death. All the pain and sorrow of life and death in the past year were brought to Zhang Juzheng's grave to confide. The sedan chair that Yuniang was riding in stopped in front of a slightly higher mound.At this time, the dusk was getting darker, and the wings of the returning bird were already somewhat blurred.Yu Niang stepped out of the sedan chair and looked around, seeing a large mound of soil not far ahead, she asked the bearer: "Is that Zhang Shoufu's grave bag?" "Yes," the bearer replied, wiping the sweat from his brow, "Last year, Zhang Shoufu's coffin was transported back from Beijing. What an honor it was when he was buried here. A funeral ceremony will be held for him in September. There are thousands of officials here. This tomb was supervised by officials sent by the Ministry of Industry in Beijing. The size of the tomb makes ordinary people like us speechless. The place where you stand is the original Shinto, with stone men and stone horses on both sides. The stone slabs paved with Shinto were also pried up and smashed, the walls around the cemetery were all pulled down, and several houses guarding the tomb were also demolished. According to the emperor's will, two feet were also cut off. You see, it looks so squat now, how is it different from the graves of our rural grassroots? Oh, what a pity!" Sighing, the bearer took a bamboo basket covered with a green burden and a cloth bag from the sedan chair, and said goodbye.At this time, the surroundings were cold and silent, and the kneeless wormwood swayed with a frightening desolation.Yuniang walked a few steps forward, only one zhang away from the tombstone in front of the grave.The tombstone has obviously been replaced.The original tombstone was six feet high, with six characters engraved with "Tomb of Duke Zhang Wenzhong" written by Emperor Wanli himself.After the tombstone was destroyed, the tribe erected a simple stone tablet for it.Yu Niang stared at this rough beige stone tablet, and with the last light in the evening mist, Yu Niang recognized the five characters on the tablet: Zhang Juzheng's Tomb Immediately with mixed feelings, she knelt down straight with her knees bent, tears streaming down her cheeks, and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, Yuniang saw you coming." The surrounding area has become completely dark, with occasional two or three fireflies flickering on and off among the weeds.The cry of a resident bird woke up Yuniang who had been covering her face and weeping.She struggled to get up from the ground again, turned around and found the bamboo basket and cloth bag that the bearer had put down from the destroyed Shinto path.There is a jug of wine and a volume of poems in the bamboo basket - that is the harmony between her and Zhang Juzheng in Jixianglu.There is nothing else in the cloth bag except a pipa.She returned to the tombstone and burned the volume of poems with a scythe, murmuring dreamily while burning: "Sir, your poems, I have always kept in my mind, 'The setting sun is a thousand mountains, the wind is mighty, the gold and the iron horse are the madmen of Chu, and the concubine Yu is with me to lighten my life and die, and I will hold my hand once." There is an ominous sign. Sir, you are an extremely human minister and have the ability to save the country of Ming Dynasty, why can't you save yourself? Just like the old monk said that you are good at governing the country and neglecting self-defense. Unfortunately, his words are true. Sir. Sir, Xiang Yu was defeated in Gaixia, and he was accompanied by Concubine Yu until his death. Now, you have been lying here for a whole year, and Yuniang came to see you. You compare your servant to Concubine Yu, and concubine Yu is not worthy of you!" While talking, while crying.The volume of clear words and beautiful sentences that recorded the two people's personal relationship finally turned into mournful gray butterflies under the moonlight that was not yet consummated.Seeing them spinning, swaying, breaking, and sinking, Yuniang wiped away her tears, then slowly took off the Dongpo scarf on her head, and her long black hair fell loose immediately.Touching the tombstone, she heard her whispering again: "Sir, this servant will come to see you this time, and I will never be separated from you again." Yuniang said, and took out the pipa from the cloth bag.She was just about to sit on the floor facing the tombstone, when she suddenly heard rustling footsteps from somewhere nearby. "Who?" Yuniang asked in surprise. "I." Seeing a figure turning from the left side of the tomb bag, Yuniang instinctively took a step back, and asked in a high-pitched voice: "Who are you?" "Jin Xuezeng." The figure had already walked up to him, standing face to face with Yu Niang, he cupped his hands and said, "Miss Yu Niang, I've heard your name for a long time, but I didn't expect to meet you here." Yuniang had heard of the name Jin Xuezeng a long time ago, and knew that he was Zhang Juzheng's most admired official during his lifetime, so she couldn't help asking curiously: "You are the Jin Xuezeng who knows how to fight crickets." "It's right next." Jin Xuezeng smiled wryly, in the darkness, he could still feel the burning light in his eyes.Since he returned to his hometown in Zhejiang in the eighth year of Wanli to guard the system, he has been staying at home in cloth and Gefu.But he still has Wei Que in his heart in the Jianghu, secretly he is still very concerned about the Wanli New Deal implemented by Zhang Juzheng.Because he has been away from the officialdom for several years, and he had a good reputation when he was an official, there is no reason for him to be arrested.Therefore, in the liquidation of Zhang Juzheng personally presided over by Emperor Wanli, he was not affected.However, he firmly believed that Zhang Juzheng's reforms were not wrong. As for Zhang Juzheng himself, although he was not without blame, his flaws did not conceal his merits. He was still one of the few famous ZTE ministers since the founding of the Ming Dynasty.Zhang Juzheng suffered such unfair treatment, but he was deeply angry but unable to express it.Therefore, Zhang Juzheng was specially selected to come to Jingzhou to pay his respects on the day of Zhang Juzheng's death.When Yuniang came, he had already stayed here for half an hour. Because he had offended many local gentry in Jingzhou tax office, he didn't want to be discovered.When the jade lady's sedan chair was carried, he hid behind the cemetery.When he was sure that Yuniang was the only one crying in front of the tombstone, he slowly walked out again.Yu Niang stared at him for a while, then asked: "Why are you here too?" "Just like you, I also came here specially to pay homage to Shoufu." "Where are you from?" "Hangzhou." "Ah, you have gone farther than my family." Yuniang smiled sadly, and said to the grave, "Sir, open your eyes and have a look, finally an official has come to see you." Jin Xuezeng shook his head and corrected him, "Yu Niang, I am not an official." "what?" Jin Xuezeng briefly introduced his experience in the past few years, and then said: "The officialdom is filthy, and it is not worth mentioning. Yu Niang, if the first assistant knows underground, he must be in awe when he sees you coming from thousands of miles to pay homage. Xinran, facing the bright sky and moon, the ground is full of white." Yu Niang was silent for a while, and said angrily: "The slave family has never understood that Mr. Zhang put the country first and loyally assisted the emperor during his lifetime. Less than half a year after his death, he ended up with a tragic end of family ruin. What is the reason for this?" Jin Xue Zeng sighed and replied: "It's just because he rectified the administration of officials, cleaned up the finances, and implemented a series of major measures. Although they are beneficial to the court and the people, they have offended too many powerful families." "Didn't the emperor support Mr. Zhang? Why did he go back on his word?" When Yuniang asked this question without restraint, Jin Xuezeng made it difficult.Although he has long been a commoner, he still dare not criticize the emperor.After thinking for a while, he made a detour and replied euphemistically: "Since ancient times, loyal ministers may not always have good rewards." Yuniang sighed deeply, stretched out her hand again, stroked the tombstone gently, and said emotionally: "If Mr. Zhang can live again, I don't know if he still has the courage to manage state affairs without avoiding the powerful like before." "I believe, he will still do that!" Jin Xuezeng replied affirmatively. "yes?" Yuniang was surprised by Jin Xuezeng's answer.Jin Xuezeng looked at Yuniang, took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, handed it to Yuniang and said: "Look at this." With the faint light of the scythe, Yuniang shook the paper away, and saw that it read: Twenty years ago, Bugu had a great wish, that he wished to use his body as a bed support, so that people could sleep on it, drown and filthy, and I would never leave him.Those who wish to take away my ears, mouth, nose, I am also happy to give. Reply to Wu Yaoshan, Governor of Borderlands in the first year of Wanli The affairs of the world are not the power of one hand and one foot.The servants disregarded the destruction of the family and the Shen family in favor of the public affairs, but the scholar-bureaucrats refused to share the slander and blame for it, and tried to help each other. Li Jian'an's Response to the General Constitution in the Five Years of the Wanli Period If you forget your home and die for your country, don’t worry about others! Even though the machine traps are full, and all the arrowheads gather, don’t be afraid.If so, the state affairs can be established. Daolin's reply in the sixth year of Wanli Do not abandon the family and forget the body to die for the country, and those who discuss it may or may not agree with it, but do not hold on to the healing power, and there are many times.Therefore, the juncture of gain, loss, reputation, and reputation cannot be broken, and there is nothing to do in the world. Li Gong of the Eighth Year of Wanli College After Yuniang finished reading, she pondered and asked, "Mr. Jin, were these passages written by Mr. Zhang during his lifetime?" Jin Xuezeng nodded and replied: "The above four paragraphs are all excerpts from the letters that Zhang Taishi sent to relevant officials after he became the chief assistant: these letters were all published in the residence newspaper at that time. The reason why Zhang Taishi put these personal letters The purpose of publishing it is to let officials all over the world know his determination to reform." A few drops of crystal tears fell on the paper, and Yu Niang sobbed and asked, "Mr. Jin, what are you doing transcribing these passages?" Jin Xuezeng's cheeks twitched, and he replied in pain: "I, like Miss Yu Niang, think that Grand Master Zhang is good at governing the country but neglects self-defense. After reading these passages, I understand that it's not that Grand Master Zhang doesn't know how to defend himself, but that he doesn't know how to defend himself at all. Disdain to take precautions. For a person in a high position like Zhang Taishi, if he thinks about his retreat before doing anything, it will be impossible to do it. In the past year, every time I think about Zhang Taishi I felt a dull pain in my heart. I copied these passages and carried them with me to remind myself that Grand Master Zhang should have thought about the tragedy behind him. The reason why he still did this was to realize his The ambition to take charge of the affairs of the world.” Listening to Jin Xuezeng's words, Yuniang not only had a deep love for Zhang Juzheng, but also added infinite reverence.She bit her lip sadly, did not speak, but walked around the grave silently, Jin Xuezeng followed behind her.When Yu Niang returned to the tombstone and stood quietly facing the grave, Jin Xuezeng said with full respect and sadness: "Master Shoufu's meritorious deeds and crimes will be judged by future generations. But such a tragic death after his death really makes me feel heartbroken." Yuniang still didn't answer, she hoped that the tomb in front of her would burst open suddenly, and Zhang Juzheng would come out with bright eyes as usual, and join hands with her, and both of them would walk away on the moon.But right now in this deep night, except for the occasional wind blowing, which leaves a terrifying sound among the wormwood trees, there is no scenery that can calm her endless melancholy.Jin Xuezeng, who was standing aside, was moved by Yuniang's infatuation.Both of them stood silently in front of Zhang Juzheng's grave, the moon was shining, and the river was silent... Maybe it was a long time, until midnight, before Yuniang sighed and sat cross-legged facing the tombstone.Picking up the pipa, I plucked it lightly, and the crisp string sound spread far and far in the quiet night.Yuniang glanced at Jin Xuezeng and said: "Mr. Jin, back then my family lived in Jixianglu. Whenever Mr. Zhang was in a bad mood, he always asked my family to sing for him. Now this time my family came from Yangzhou to present a song written by my family to the Mr. Zhang's funeral." After hearing this, Jin Xuezeng quickly took a step back and knelt down in front of the grave.He understood that the song Yuniang was about to sing must be the best tribute to Zhang Juzheng.In the stillness of the night under the deep sky, the sound of the pipa of Crash Cong Cong resounded.In the excitement of gold and jade colliding with the silver bottle and breaking it, only Yuniang can be heard singing sadly: The night is deep, the grass is vast, The wind and rain are like darkness, and the stars and the moon are dark. Facing a lonely grave, Listen to the slave family singing "Fire Phoenix". Legend has it that there is a god in the world, Rest in the hibiscus tree, fly in the sun of the mountain. Born in fire, Nirvana in fire, Plague is nectar, and sorrow is wine. With a ringing of the neck, spring is here in the world, With a flick of the wings, the haze turns into a glow. This bird often dances in its dreams, This bird is called Fire Phoenix. The slave family hangs Mr. today, Tears are blurred, and my heart is melancholy. Needless to say, he was prominent in life and lonely after death, No need to lament that transvestites don't distinguish between the hot and the cold of the world, Since Mr. is a fire phoenix, why bother Fighting for short and long in this chaotic world? Sir, I saw snow blowing on your head in my dream, I saw your temples like frost in my dream. The phoenix is ​​here, the sky is ruined, Go to Phoenix, the state will die. Sir, the only way is that the world cannot live, I will follow you, slave, Huangquan Road's appeal is heartfelt... Yuniang sang while playing, not so much singing, but rather a heartbroken confession.When she sang the last line, Yuniang was sobbing.She threw down the pipa, grabbed the wine jug that had been placed in front of the tombstone, and took a few strong sips to her mouth.Jin Xuezeng, who was immersed in the mournful singing, looked up and saw that there was something wrong with Yuniang's expression, and there was an ominous sign in his heart, so he suddenly shouted: "Yu Niang!" Yu Niang threw the dried jug into the weeds, stood up staggeringly, staggered a few steps, and lay down half-lying on the grave bag again. "Yu Niang!" Jin Xuezeng shouted again. "Mr. Jin, I'm going to follow Mr. Zhang," Yuniang suddenly became extremely calm, but in an instant her body shook violently. "What, you drank poisonous wine?" Jin Xuezeng shouted in panic. "No, it's returning, reviving, soup, soup..." The poison had already broken out during the speech.Blood spewed out of Yuniang's mouth, and she said to Jin Xuezeng with her last strength, "Please, please, dig a hole next to this grave, burial bag, and bury, bury my slave's house, and my slave's house will accompany, Accompany Zhang, Zhang..." Watching Yuniang slowly close her pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, Jin Xuezeng wanted to cry but had no tears.He didn't say anything, just took out his handbag, knelt down and carefully wiped the blood from the corner of Yu Niang's mouth.At this time, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and somewhere in the grass, a weaver girl was singing in a low voice. (The four volumes of Xiong Zhaozheng's historical novels are finished.)