Shenzong is young, and the Ming Dynasty will fall. Zhang Juzheng held up the sky with one hand and performed a shocking act of saving the world with the attitude of an iron-blooded man. They collected water and attacked the sand to unblock the veins, cleared acres of land to strengthen their muscles and bones, studied methods to invigorate the tired officials, and built border villages to defend the territory. The calamity of Tongshan in Renwu has been hidden for thirty years with poisonous saliva, biting the embankments, connecting the nine sides, hooking up the inner prison, and trying to destroy the bloodline of the capital. Jiang Ling worked hard and sacrificed his body to feed the tiger, and set up a trap before his death to backfire on the group of villains. He wields power over both the government and the public, acts arbitrarily, and does not hesitate to destroy his own reputation in order to seek quick results. He has received mixed praise and praise.
Yes!
Looking at the great case of Renwu, if he hadn't used his body as bait, carved the dead end with his blood, and penetrated the belly of the deep palace and the sea of evil and the copper mountain, the cancer in the world would not have broken out, and the nine-sided veins would have been difficult to clear! Under the new embankment, there is not only greed for ink and grease, but also hidden fire and thunder that will destroy the country! How can such monsters be punished according to ordinary methods? In extraordinary times, you must treat extraordinary people!
He used his broken body as fuel to burn all the selfishness of the night; he used his authority as a blade to cut off the turbulent currents in the sky! Although he died, the state of Zuo was extended for sixty years, the flames of the northern captives were temporarily suppressed, the canals in the south of the Yangtze River were restored, and the people took a breather. Isn't this a life-sustaining technique? Isn't it a matter of overwhelming force?
The historical pen is like a sword, one may criticize the power of one's expertise, or lament the suffering of exhaustion. However, the lonely blood of Jiangling eventually turned into the cold iron of Tongshan and forged it into the foundation of the Nine Cauldrons! The history is stained, and the achievements are clear - there is no Zhang Jiangling in the world, but the dynasty of Shenzong cannot be without this single man who pulled out his bones to survive and returned to heaven with one hand!
The sun and moon hang in the sky, the rivers pass away in the east, the merits and demerits remain under the Danqi, and above the blood of the common people.
