Ming Jiajing: Starting from Immortality

Chapter 133 King Jing was assassinated, a double agent!
The letter that Shen Weijing left in Tatar, volunteering to be a spy for the Ming Dynasty court, was soon placed on the desk of the cabinet.

Zhang Juzheng and Gao Gong then knew that Wang Jiaping had completed the secret task assigned by the cabinet very well.

However, Zhang Juzheng also saw Shen Weijing's thoughts from between the lines. This guy not only wanted to be a traitor to the Han Dynasty, but also wanted to be a traitor to the Japanese.

I have underestimated Shen Weijing's greed. He wants to have his cake and eat it too. From now on, the cabinet will be busy.

But there was no rush for these, so Zhang Juzheng put down the letter and picked up the official document presented by the Ministry of War.

King Jing is leaving the capital again.

However, this trip was no longer to a fiefdom, but to a distant place. Zhang Juzheng was wary of this ruthless prince, but he also knew that only such a person could truly achieve great achievements.

The prerequisite is that the imperial court gives full support.

For example, swords, armor, and firearms.

At this time, Gao Gong also saw the official documents submitted by the Ministry of Revenue. Prince Jing handed over the two letters from Zhang Sanfeng to the Ministry of Revenue.

What he wanted to exchange was not ordinary gold and silver, but food and supplies that could sustain an army of a thousand people for two months.

Perhaps it was a tacit understanding, Zhang Juzheng and Gao Gong raised their heads at the same time and looked at each other. Gao Gong shook the document in his hand and said with a smile: "Two pieces of nerves can't exchange for so many things."

The so-called natural gift.

It's just two rolls of blood-stained paper.

It can't be eaten, it can't be drunk, and it can't save lives. It just has some collection value.

But what the imperial court had the most was collections. In Gao Gong's opinion, the blood sutra that Zhang Sanfeng used to make his great vow was too hard to even use to wipe one's butt.

"The two letters cannot change the meaning of the emperor, can't the emperor's intention be changed?" Zhang Juzheng knocked on the table.

There is no selfish thing in heaven.

This statement may be a bit absolute, but it is true in front of the cabinet that is in charge of the entire Ming Dynasty.

The emperor held a family banquet in Yuxi Palace on his longevity festival and summoned people to meet with Prince Yu and Prince Jing. The Ministry of Rites and the historians had to record it.

The historian also has to record the situations during the banquet, and the emperor’s daily notes will use these as references in the future.

In the imperial court, what was recorded by the historian was known to all officials.

The historian's mouth is looser than the waistband of an old woman's trousers.

Of course, this kind of historian was the model for historians in the Tang Dynasty and later dynasties. Before Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, read and revised the historians' records of his daily life, the historians' pens were as sharp as iron.

What happened in Yuxi Palace that day was naturally known to all the ministers. Although the court and the public did not dare to discuss it, they all knew it in their hearts.

If Prince Yu really ascends the throne one day, when future generations compile history, they might keep secrets about him. Even his descendants might not believe that Prince Yu's behavior was so terrible, and would regard it as a deliberate slander against him.

But reality is often more absurd than imagination.

If such a despicable and heartless Prince Yu really sat on the throne, Zhang Juzheng couldn't even imagine what the Ming Dynasty would become.

Perhaps the Ming Dynasty was like the abyss.

As a subject, one cannot interfere in the affairs of the royal family at will, but it was the emperor's intention that King Jing took back the gift from Yuxi Palace in compliance with the emperor's order.

Even if the gift is worthless, the cabinet must support it as long as it is within a reasonable range.

Zhang Juzheng approved all of King Jing's requests for military equipment for a thousand men.

Gao Gong made a "tsk" sound and also made a tick on the food and supplies.

No matter how unwilling he was, he had to obey the king's orders. Seeing the cabinet secretary Liu Tai take the two official documents and send them back to the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Revenue, Gao Gong couldn't help but ask, "Where is His Royal Highness Prince Jing?"

While handling the government affairs at hand, Zhang Juzheng replied: "After the Golden Dragon Banquet, Prince Jing went into one of the three camps in the capital to select elite troops. He has not come out yet, but it is almost time for him to come out today."

The fiefdom of Prince Jing was abolished, leaving only the title of prince.

According to etiquette, King Jing must leave the capital and the Ming Dynasty as soon as possible. Even if he returns to his country one day, he must first send an envoy to Beijing and wait for the emperor's order before setting foot on the land of the Ming Dynasty again.

Otherwise, it would mean that he returned to the country without an imperial edict and intended to usurp the throne. In short, King Jing's departure was very disgraceful.

Considering the bad things that Prince Jing had done in the capital and in the local area over the years, this is what Prince Jing deserves.

"I heard that many evil bandits have sneaked into the capital in recent days. The East Factory Guards and the Five Cities Military Department have been searching for them everywhere but failed. I hope nothing will happen to them?" Li Chunfang suddenly said.

Gao Gong had heard about this before, but he didn't care. He shook his head and said, "Yes, there are more beggars and Taoist priests, but to say they are evil bandits is probably an exaggeration."

When he was riding in a sedan chair between the cabinet and the mansion, he often observed the people and things around him. He did notice that there were more beggars, Taoists and other strange people on Qipan Street, but he just regarded it as normal.

At this time of year in previous years, all kinds of people who could not make a living would run to the capital. This year, fewer people have flocked to the capital. They are all people who cannot make a living and are just looking for a way to survive. The capital is the best place in the world. There are no evil bandits here. They are all people of the Ming Dynasty.

Li Chunfang thought about it and nodded.

Zhang Juzheng stopped writing and said solemnly, "Someone come here!"

The Prime Minister gave the order, and the cabinet members on duty in the Government Affairs Hall immediately came in, and heard the Prime Minister say: "Send someone to invite Zhang Yuangong, the commander-in-chief of the Five Cities Military Department."

The cabinet member took the order and left.

But Gao Gong, Li Chunfang, and Chen Yiqin all stopped their official duties and looked at him. Zhang Juzheng explained, "This year, the fields in the two capitals and 13 provinces are all harvested. If people just want to make a living, there will always be food in the counties, prefectures, and provinces. Why bother to come all the way to the capital?"

Hearing this, several people fell silent.

In less than two quarters of an hour, Zhang Yuangong arrived.

As the legitimate son of the Duke of Ying, Zhang Yuangong was very familiar with the cabinet elders. Wearing military armor, as soon as they met, Zhang Yuangong clasped his hands and bowed to Zhang Juzheng's cabinet, saying, "Greetings, elder cabinet."

Who is the minister? Everyone present is a minister, so I have seen them all.

Zhang Juzheng called Zhang Yuangong by name and asked, "Yuangong, where do most of the beggars, gangsters, and Taoists who have flooded into the capital these days come from?"

"My Lord, judging from their accents, most of them are from the northwestern border towns," Zhang Yuangong replied.

Zhang, Gao, Li and Chen vaguely guessed that these were a group of evil bandits with ulterior motives.

"Catch him!"

Zhang Juzheng issued an order from the cabinet, saying in a cold voice: "Arrest them all!"

Zhang Yuangong was stunned and looked at Zhang Juzheng in surprise, wondering if the elder had taken the wrong medicine.

During this period, more than a thousand beggars, gangsters, hooligans, Taoists, and monks poured into the capital. They were all arrested, and the Five Cities Military Affairs Office was not enough to accommodate them all.

"I will take responsibility for any problems that arise. Go and arrest the people!" Zhang Juzheng reiterated.

Zhang Yuangong stood up straight. Just these words were enough. He took the order and turned to leave. "Yes."

After Zhang Yuangong left, Zhang Juzheng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He felt that something big was going to happen, so he stood up and said, "I'm going to the palace to see you!"

at the same time.

A prince's sedan chair turned from the gray factory alley to the front street of Lingji Palace. Two beggars drew their swords and approached with the help of the crowd...

(End of this chapter)