My Son, Zhang Juzheng, the Chief Minister of the Ming Dynasty

Zhao Yunxi woke up and traveled through her memory, remembering that she died suddenly in 996. Now she is a young lady from a military family in the Ming Dynasty, her father-in-law is a guard of the palace, her husband is a gentle scholar, and there is a three-and-a-half-year-old boy who can shake his head and recite the Three-Character Sutra. A few people crowded into a small courtyard, and their lives were tight. After buying paper and pen for the little scholar, Cheng Wen, and handing in the money, the money jar began to jingle. Zhao Yunxi was worried about her rice bowl. She wanted to eat white rice with fragrant and glutinous braised pork. But the bowl contained only unpalatable brown rice. She planned to fill the rice jar first and start by making delicious food and setting up a stall. Who knows—— My son Zhang Baigui is praised by everyone as a prodigy from Jiangling. With a wave of her hand, both father and son took the imperial examination! But Guigui came back from taking a childbirth test and was renamed Zhang Juzheng by the prefect. Zhao Yunxi was greatly shocked: My son, the chief assistant Zhang Juzheng? "Who says God is not hospitable? The wind and snow in the sky will send you away." Zhao Yunxi looked at the young man who was studying quietly, his eyes slightly moist. He earned her the title of Madam, which brought her great glory. But when she thought about the Shenzong liquidation after my son's death, how many people in the Zhang family were imprisoned and starved to death, she thought, Bai Gui worked hard at finding a country, but was poor at finding a career, so it was up to her to find a career. 1. A very common family story about farming, a cool article 2. Semi-empty Ming Dynasty, private buildings like mountains 3. I'm a maniac at editing, and I update at 12 o'clock. I am always editing at other times. 4. This article participated in the Growth Counterattack activity, and the protagonist started from scratch. Mission: No matter what life faces, we must face it bravely