After June, the atmosphere in the Grand Secretary's Mansion seemed particularly tense, and the people who were in and out all showed a sad look on their faces. Zhang Juzheng's six sons, Yun Xiu, was already twenty years old. They all took turns to watch, waiting day and night before their father's sick bed, and did not dare to leave for a moment. Although they were secretly informed about their father's illness in front of outsiders, they were already secretly preparing for their funeral.

As soon as the guest arrived at the Zhang Mansion, Zhang Juzheng's six sons heard the news and rushed to the sedan hall to greet him. Feng Bao got off the sedan chair and hurriedly asked Zhang Juzheng's eldest son Zhang Jingxiu.

"How is the chief minister now?"

Zhang Jingxiu choked before he could speak.

"My father has not been in water for three days, and he struggled to write a slogan "Begging for Life Again" to the emperor in the morning. He is sleeping again now."

"Where is the imperial physician who is on duty?"

"exist."

The imperial physician rushed forward from behind the crowd.

The guest glanced at him and asked.

"Tell me, the Prime Minister's condition..."

The imperial physician hurriedly reported:

"Just just now, I took the pulse of the chief servant, which was already very weak. After pressing it hard, I felt that the pulse of the cun seems to be there or not, the Guan is floating and slippery, and the pulse of the cun is like dripping water in front of the eaves. This is the sign of a residual lamp."

After hearing this, the guest hurriedly guided Zhang Jingxiu to Zhang Juzheng's sickbed in the backyard. At this time, Zhang Juzheng's eyes were deep and his face was charred. His majestic body, as shrank into pieces of wood, lying on the wide hospital bed, like a reed floating in the pond.

When he saw this, although there was not much intersection, tears still emerged from the guest's eyes. In fact, it was only more than a month since he met, but he did not expect that Zhang Juzheng's five shapes had changed. It was already June's summer day, and Zhang Juzheng was still covered with a big quilt, which showed that his vitality had been lost. The guest stretched out his hands and held Zhang Juzheng's hand that was exposed outside the quilt, as if he was holding a piece of ice. Perhaps because of disturbance, Zhang Juzheng's eyelids moved. Seeing this, Zhang Jingxiu hurriedly bent down and shouted softly:

"Father, Master Gu is hereby ordered by the Holy One to see you."

Zhang Juzheng's eyelids moved again, but he still couldn't open them. His lips were moving with difficulty. Looking at his appearance, Guyun really couldn't bear to disturb him, but after all, he had a "holy decree". Therefore, he had to make up his mind, stretched out his hand and shook Zhang Juzheng's shoulder, and shouted softly:

"Mr. Zhang, the family is here by the saint to see you."

Listening to the "Sacred Destiny" Zhang Juzheng's body was shocked, but he opened his eyes. The two eyes without any spirit turned a few times. Finally, his wandering eyes finally fell on Guy. After a while, he finally struggled to speak, but his voice was weak:

"Brother-in-law, thank you for coming to see me."

The guest replied with tears in his eyes.

"It was the emperor's family who ordered him to come here. The emperor received your "Resistance of Revenge"."

When talking about the emperor, Zhang Juzheng's lost eyes showed some anger.

"Is the emperor allowed to report?"

"The Emperor wants you to rest assured to recuperate."

"recuperate?"

Zhang Juzheng smiled bitterly and said intermittently,

"I have been raising it for half a year, but it still doesn't improve. I'm not going to have much time now. As soon as I close my eyes, I see my father. Alas, Zhang cannot be filial during his lifetime, and I just hope that he can serve him in the dark after his death."

Listening to these things, the guest secretly wiped his tears with sadness and quickly got to the point and asked:

"Mr. Zhang, the emperor knows that your condition is serious, so he specially sent a family to express his condolences. The emperor is willing to resign from the position of chief minister and let you return to your hometown. But how can Mr. Zhang stand the bumps in his journey? Now the gentleman is just resting in the mansion. When his condition improves, it will not be too late to return."

"This disease cannot be cured. It seems that I am really going to die in the capital."

Zhang Juzheng tried a lot of effort before he said these words. The guest was worried that he could not hold on, so he said directly. "Mr. Zhang, look at you like this, you will not be able to take charge of the cabinet affairs for a while. Do you think you should add cabinet ministers?"

Zhang Juzheng, who had just woken up, thought, then stared at the guest and asked in a daze:

"Is it the emperor's intention to add cabinet ministers?"

"Of course it's the emperor's intention."

The guest answered quickly.

Seeing that the emperor did not send Feng Bao over, but asked his confidant and close eunuch to come over, Zhang Juzheng knew that this must be what the emperor himself meant. After getting up and coughing phlegm, his mind suddenly became clear. He thought that the emperor had begun to arrange his funeral for him, and felt desolate in his heart. After so long of his illness, he was indifferent to his life and death, but what he couldn't rest assured was the selection of the cabinet ministers. If the person who succeeded the chief minister was not selected well, the Wanli New Policy that he had spent ten years to implement would be ruined.

During this period, he repeatedly thought about this issue, and wanted to complete the selection of cabinet ministers and the chief minister while he could still control the situation. Most of the reformists he was interested in were too short to be in the palace because of their low qualifications. Even if he had enough qualifications, whether he could become cabinet ministers depends entirely on the emperor's intention. Now he wanted to oppose the public and select cabinet ministers according to his own requirements, it would be impossible, so he could only look at the emperor's intention. Despite this, there were still several ministers' names spinning in his mind like a revolving lantern. He licked his dry lips and said:

"Now, Lu Diaoyang is the oldest in the cabinet, and he is already in the secondary auxiliary position. Once I let go, he will definitely take over the position of chief auxiliary..."

Although he was the emperor's personal eunuch, Guyong did not dare to express any opinions on the cabinet ministers. He just listened to Zhang Juzheng's name timidly and then wrote down their names one by one.

"I also treat my father-in-law to tell His Majesty these people, they are all pillars of the country, and with them here, we will definitely continue to implement the new policy..."

Zhang Juzheng said, gasping heavily, and after a while, he said in pain again.

"I... If the new policy cannot be continued, I will be unable to rest in peace in my eyes!"

Listening to such heartfelt words, Guyen was deeply moved. He was thinking about state affairs in his heart when the time came. All the ministers in the court, except Zhang Juzheng in front of him.

Who else can do this?

"Don't worry about this,"

While his heart was in agitation, the guest leaned over and whispered to Zhang Juzheng's ear.

"The emperor will agree to any request from Mr. Zhang now."

Zhang Juzheng said nothing, just stared at him in surprise.

The guest continued to comfort him.

"Mr. Zhang is both the emperor's minister and the minister of the army. The emperor will definitely adopt your final advice as soon as possible..."

The guest who knows the emperor very well is very clear. The emperor will definitely adopt these suggestions, even if it is just a look for everyone.

"emperor……"

Zhang Juzheng finally shouted with trembling voice, and many past events surged into his heart. At this moment, he seemed calm on the surface, but he was in great excitement in his heart. After a moment, he looked at the guest and said.

"I, the minister of life, have come to an end. After ten years in power, I have offended many great ministers and wealthy families for the court and the people of the world. Now I have been exhausted. Maybe in a few days, I will be in peace. Those who are hostile to me will wait for an opportunity to fight back, but I have no choice but to criticize the people. As long as I am good for the Ming Dynasty, what's the harm that I will be torn to pieces?"

After saying this, Zhang Juzheng looked at his son beside him and said.

"At that time, the Shilin of the World exiled Nanyang for Zhang. Although it was a national law, Zhang was guilty of the Jiangnan princes. Then the national law could not tolerate personal love, so Zhang could only handle it impartially. Today, I was already exhausted. For me, I had no other request. I just asked the emperor to agree and let the Zhang family go to Nanyang. Only in this way can I comfort the Shilin of the World and give the world an explanation..."

Looking at Zhang Juzheng's increasingly dimming eyes, Guy could not stop choking and comforted him.

"Mr. Zhang, don't think about it anymore. If you take the initiative to exile your family to Nanyang, the emperor will not allow it."

"Please give an announcement from my father-in-law and tell the emperor, please, the emperor agrees to this request..."

Perhaps because he was too excited, Zhang Juzheng's body trembled violently. He opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't spit out a word.

"Imperial Doctor, Imperial Doctor..."

The guest quickly called the imperial physician in. The imperial physician rushed to rescue him for a while. Zhang Juzheng finally calmed down, but he could no longer speak with his eyes open. The guest thought about it and stayed too irritating to Zhang Juzheng, so he stood up and said goodbye. However, Zhang Juzheng looked at him with begging eyes, which meant that he would stay and sit for a while. Thinking of this, it was a goodbye. The guest's nose became sore and tears fell down. Zhang Juzheng's lips trembled, and he could see that he seemed to have something to say, but the voice was so small that he could hardly hear it:

"Grandpa, please tell the emperor that this is a plan for the stability of the world. Only when Zhang is exiled to Nanyang will the people in the world hate Zhang for his new policy."

The guest's ears were almost pressed against Zhang Juzheng's mouth. He heard him say this, and nodded and said.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, the family will report to the emperor as soon as they go back."

"So much, thank you for your father-in-law."

Zhang Juzheng was excited and his breathing became more and more urgent.

"Grandpa Ke, you... tell the emperor that the implementation of this new policy is to employ people. Only in this way can the new policy continue. Now the achievements of the new policy have begun to show. You must not..."

If the following words were left, the guest could not hear clearly. His eyes were filled with tears. Even when it came to this point, he was still concerned about the world and the new policy. He watched his pupils slowly spread, his half-clenched fist slowly loosened, and then he lost his breath.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, Imperial Doctor, Imperial Doctor..."

When the imperial physician came over again, he just took the pulse and shook his head and said.

"The chief minister has left..."

"father……"
Chapter completed!