Among the three eunuchs in the palace, there were three powerful and capable eunuchs. Of course, Feng Bao ranked first. Because of his mother's trust, his power would continue to increase.
Then there were two eunuchs. One was Zhang Cheng, who followed Zhu Yijun, and the other was Zhang Jing.
When Zhang Juzheng died, Zhang Jing would be the one to move to Feng Bao. He was sinister and ruthless, and his methods were ruthless. He was very patient.
In comparison, Zhang Cheng was a little worse, but he was not easy to deal with.
"Zhang Cheng, are the people I asked you to prepare ready?"
Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Cheng and said with a smile, "You have to choose people as soon as possible. I'm going to use them soon.
San De Zi has done a good job, and the candidates have been prepared. "
"Your Majesty, the Old Slave has also been prepared. Because he was carefully selected, he was a little slow," Zhang Cheng said with a smile.
Zhu Yijun was stunned, and then he nodded with satisfaction. "It's good to be careful!"
At this time, Zhang Cheng also wanted to dig a hole for San De Zi, or rather, for Feng Bao. Zhu Yijun was willing to see this situation.
This time, Zhu Yijun planned to find people from both Zhang Cheng and Feng Bao. As for Zhang Jing, he didn't plan to find him.
The three powers were not as good as the fight between two tigers. Zhang Jing was a smart man, and he knew who he should ally with.
When he knew that he was not strong enough, Zhang Jing would decisively ally ally with Zhang Cheng. Two Zhang against Feng Bao, this was what Zhu Yijun wanted.
Praising Zhang Cheng in front of San De Zi, Zhu Yijun felt that his words would be passed to Feng Bao in the next moment.
Fight!
If he didn't fight, he wouldn't have any leeway to turn things around. Moreover, both parties were supervising each other, so it would be even more difficult for Feng Bao to get the money.
If he really took it, Second Zhang would definitely make a move. He didn't have to do anything and could just watch the show.
As for the three of them working together, Zhu Yijun chuckled. How could it be possible for the three of them who had been fighting for so many years?
Feng Bao was worried that Er Zhang would stab him in the back. How could Er Zhang not worry that Feng Bao would stab them in the back? The basis of cooperation was trust. If the three of them could be trusted, then there would be something wrong.
"Let's go!" Zhu Yijun said with a smile as he handed the towel to Zhang Cheng.
These days, Zhu Yijun would go to his mother's and Empress Chen's place every day. He would have his breakfast there, and he would never miss out on morning and evening.
If it was the original Wanli, he might feel uncomfortable, but now Zhu Yijun enjoyed it very much. He got up early to exercise, and he didn't have the habit of being lazy in bed.
Although his mother doted on her son, Zhu Yijun also had to perform not to let his mother down.
As an adult man, the word "rebellion" was far away from Zhu Yijun.
After eating with his mother, Zhu Yijun returned to the Palace of Heavenly Purity. After ascending to the throne, Zhu Yijun had been living here.
Since the death of Emperor Jiaqing, this was the first time that Zhu Yijun had resumed classes.
When he arrived at the Palace of Heavenly Purity, Zhang Juzheng was already waiting there. Seeing Zhang Juzheng, Zhu Yijun said with a smile, "Master Zhang!"
Zhang Juzheng quickly saluted, "Zhang Juzheng greets Your Majesty!"
The two of them didn't say much and directly prepared to start the class. However, the teaching materials attracted Zhu Yijun's attention.
It was different from the teaching materials in Zhu Yijun's impression. It wasn't the kind of book full of ancient characters, but a children's book. Yes, a children's book.
They were all hand-drawn picture books, and there were text explanations on the side. It could be seen that the person who wrote the teaching materials was really diligent.
It should be known that in this era, everything was written with a brush. Even drawing people was time-consuming and laborious.
There were no pencil sketches, and this was a whole book. Zhu Yijun flipped through the teaching materials and looked up at Zhang Juzheng. He was slightly stunned.
Although many records said that Zhang Juzheng put his heart and soul into the Wanli Emperor, those were records after all. But now, Zhu Yijun really saw it.
Putting in so much effort was not putting his heart and soul into it. Zhu Yijun sighed. Zhang Juzheng was really diligent!
Although the Ming History recorded that Zhang Juzheng was a powerful minister and Wanli was a fatuous emperor, Zhu Yijun didn't believe it.
After all, the glorious Qing Dynasty spent 60 years writing the Ming History. There were too many fabrications in it, and many of the records about the emperor couldn't be trusted.
If the Ming History recorded the fatuous emperor, the Daming Dynasty would have been destroyed long ago.
There were actually many reasons for the Ming Dynasty's destruction, but it could be summed up as a natural disaster and a problem within the Ming Dynasty.
In the end, the Daming Dynasty was indeed in a precarious situation. A natural disaster was also the process of the feudal dynasty's reincarnation. Dynasties in history were basically destroyed in this way.
Who were the people who wrote the Ming History?
They were the civil officials who founded the Qing Dynasty. Who were these people?
Most of them were the civil officials who surrendered to the Daming Dynasty, or the gentry who surrendered to the Daming Dynasty. In order to show their loyalty, they splashed dirty water on the Daming Emperor and the virtuous officials.
If they didn't say that the Daming Emperor was fatuous, and that the Daming Dynasty had run out of luck, what could they do?
Of course, it was because the Daming Dynasty had run out of luck, and the Qing Dynasty obeyed the heavens.
Of course, it wasn't strange for a new dynasty to tamper with history. Li Shimin had smeared the Sui Dynasty many times.
Naturally, Zhu Yijun didn't believe in these things. In this era, Zhu Yijun constantly reminded himself that he had to see it for himself. He couldn't completely believe in the historical records. Otherwise, he would be finished sooner or later.
At this moment, when he saw this book that was carefully written, Zhu Yijun was touched.
"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" When Zhang Juzheng saw that Zhu Yijun was distracted, he couldn't help but frown.
Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Juzheng, stood up, and bowed to Zhang Juzheng. "Master Zhang, I was moved when I saw this book.
Master Zhang has done his best for me. I will have to trouble Master Zhang in the future. "
When Zhang Juzheng heard Zhu Yijun's words, he was slightly taken aback. He looked at the bowing Wanli Emperor and instantly felt emotional.
His body trembled slightly, and Zhang Juzheng felt a lump in his throat. He stretched out his hand to help Wanli up.
In this era, master and disciple, father and son, Heaven and Earth, Monarch and Teacher were important. Seeing Zhu Yijun like this, Zhang Juzheng would be lying if he said that he didn't dare to move.
"Your Majesty is considerate!"
The two of them were touched and sat down again. Zhang Juzheng also started to teach Zhu Yijun.
Because Zhu Yijun was only 10 years old, Zhang Juzheng wasn't talking about the Analects of Confucius. He was talking about the book that he wrote.
Most of the books were about the history of emperors or historical stories. After all, there were pictures.
In his previous life, Zhu Yijun only learned about history in general. After all, he wasn't a history major. Now that he was listening to Zhang Juzheng, he listened with great interest and corroborated with what he learned in the future.
From time to time, he would ask some questions. For a moment, the master and disciple got along well, and Zhang Juzheng was very excited.