He slowly stood up, looking around. Above him were intricately carved beams and painted pillars, beneath his feet lay a floor of golden bricks. Behind a screen depicting five-clawed golden dragons was a long writing desk. On either side of the desk were two crane-shaped palace lamps, their flickering light casting swirling smoke. The cold air of late autumn, scented with sandalwood, blew across his nose.,At this time, Zhang Juzheng, Feng Bao, and Empress Dowager Li had formed an unbreakable political alliance, controlling all government affairs.,His situation was extremely difficult. Empress Dowager Li imposed very strict restrictions on him. If he slept in even slightly later or woke up late, he would be reprimanded. If his behavior was even slightly improper, Empress Dowager Li would have Zhang Zhi to speak out and admonish him, forcing the young emperor to write a self-incrimination imperial edict and kneel before the spirit tablet of the previous emperor, reciting it numerous times before she would allow him to stop.。