Your Majesty, please do not

Hearing this, Liu Chuan shouted loudly towards the door: "Is anyone there? Someone here is sick!"

Then he went to stop him: "Forget it, it's not a big deal, and besides, I wouldn't live for a few more days."

Liu Chuan called out several times, and finally a jailer came over slowly and said lazily, "What's wrong? Who's sick? If it's not a serious illness, just bear with it and heal you. You'll die again in a few days." It's..."

"What are you talking about!" Liu Chuan said angrily, "He is cold and vomiting. We still have seven days to live, you have to let us live well!"

"Oh? So I have to go to the Imperial Hospital to ask for a doctor? Such a minor illness, you won't die for a while..." The jailer walked back slowly as he spoke.

He walked to the door, but another jailer came over and asked, "What's going on inside?"

"Someone is sick."

Unexpectedly, the jailer suddenly became nervous: "Who is sick? What is it?"

He had no choice but to ask inside: "What's the name of the one who got sick just now?"

"State it."

Hearing this name, the later jailer hurriedly asked, "What happened to him?"

"She said she was feeling cold and vomiting."

Hearing this, the subsequent jailer left immediately.

After getting all the contacts from Huang Hu, Ouyang Qing started to contact them by himself.What he didn't expect was that many of Huang Hu's formerly loyal Ouyang Party ignored him.

However, Ouyang Qing is still the prime minister, in charge of three of the six ministries.Having lost a group of fellow party members, he gradually became in a hurry, unable to finish handling the affairs of the three departments, let alone participating in party struggles.

Liang Huan thought that Lin Zhuhui would definitely fight for the position of servant of the household department vacated by Huang Hu, but he didn't expect him to remain silent.So he could only take the initiative to call Lin Zhuhui.

Liang Huan smiled and said to Lin Zhuhui: "You are very calm these days. If you don't argue, I am a little at a loss."

Lin Zhuhui had a helpless expression, "If you insist on asking me to find someone to go to the household department, I will also have someone. But if you find someone from below, wouldn't you be able to raise the newcomer up if there is an empty seat?"

The so-called "newcomers" naturally refer to the new Jinshi recruited by Liang Huan.Liang Huan was a little surprised, Lin Zhuhui used to form a party for personal gain, why did Ouyang Qing fail, and he also shrank, so he let himself?

He was about to say something more when Lu Yin came in.Only Lin Zhuhui was in the room, so Lu Yin didn't shy away from it: "People in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice said that Mr. Chen fell ill in the prison."

Liang Huan stood up abruptly, and asked sharply, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know what kind of illness it is, but I just say that I have chills and vomiting."

"No, Lu Yin, take me to see him." Liang Huan walked out after saying that.

"Your Majesty." Lin Zhuhui called from behind.

Liang Huan turned his head and heard him say with concern: "You'd better not go, the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice has many eyes and ears, so you won't be able to tell clearly when you go."

"Prime Minister Lin, you really care about me." Liang Huan sneered, "A few days ago you said that the overall situation is the most important thing."

Lin Zhuhui didn't know how to defend himself, so he could only say: "It's useless if you go to see it, why don't you give him some medicine."

Liang Huan gradually calmed down, he was right, it seemed that he only relieved his worries, it was of no use to him.

So he told Lu Yin: "Ask him clearly about his symptoms, and ask the Imperial Hospital to prescribe medicine and send them over."

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Lin Zhuhui who was still waiting there, "Hubu, right? Let Xu Bian choose one for himself, anyone will do, as long as it's not Ouyang Qing's."

There are only two lamps in the whole prison, and there is not much light in each room.The statement was barely visible, pushed the shackles on his feet aside, fumbled to take two pills, and took a bowl of water in front of him to drink up.

He couldn't drink another bowl, so he picked up a pen and began to write.The person is still a little weak, and the strokes are trembling.

Liu Chuan on the side looked at him and said: "The treatment in the death row is good, and there are people to take care of you when you are sick. When you are about to die, you have to spend the last few days comfortably. ——Hey, what are you writing?"

The statement was written, and the answer was a little hoarse: "The letter from home, I asked someone to send it home for me."

Hu He on the opposite side heard this, and sighed: "It's better to be in the capital, I can't take home even if I want to write a letter."

Tomorrow would be May [-]th, tonight was their last meal in this prison, and a jug of wine was prepared for each of them.

Huang Hu couldn't drink enough, and after drinking a little, he began to sigh: "Oh, I regret it! So many people switched to other people two years ago, why didn't I leave? I knew that one day, this big tree would be blown down... "

After listening to the statement I was writing, I picked up another bowl of water and began to drink. By the way, I asked: "Do many people switch to others? Why?"

Huang Hu stared at Chen Zhizhi and raised his eyebrows, "It's not the good deeds of your contemporaries! You climbed up to the emperor, pulled Prime Minister Lin together, so many people worked together to deal with Prime Minister Ouyang... how could he do this ? He has been struggling for the past two years, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is already that age, and he has no successor, so he can't last long at all..."

Hearing these emotions, Hu He drank a glass of wine, "Yes! We were all killed by him! ——And those two guys opposite, they are the ones who killed us..."

Hearing what they said, Chen Zhi smiled lightly.

I used to think that the things I did were very small, such as expelling Lu Shu and finding typos in the memorial, it seemed that they would not have any practical impact.But after listening to their words, I realized that these tiny things actually hinted at the movements of the court.

For those of the Ouyang Party, Liang Huan, Lin Zhuhui, Bai Lailai, Zhang Xintian, and part of the Scholars in Chongjing for four years, these people united, and Ouyang Qing's ending was doomed from the beginning.Even without the current incident, it would take another three to five years, and he would not be able to consume these people at all.Just seeing who the opponent is is enough to make the Ouyang party frightened and switch to others.

And what I did was to take a matter that was destined to end step by step to the end.Including everything done in Suyintang, and now the fatal blow.

To bring down the corrupt and bribed Prime Minister Ouyang Qing is to stop his actions of oppressing the common people for public and private interests, and it is to seek the well-being of the common people in the world.In this way, I have lived for 26 years, and I have not achieved nothing.

After doing such a thing, in the history book review, it should be worth the more than 30 lives.After all, this was done out of good intentions, and no one did it on purpose.

No, there will be no biographies of yourself in the history books at all.Everything he did in Suyin Hall was not in his own name. In the eyes of future generations, he was only accused of crimes and had no credit.

However, don't worry about those reputations.All these things, I have a clear conscience, that's enough.

The only ones to worry about are the father, younger sister, and the child still in the womb.After their own death, what kind of eyes will they bear and what kind of life will they live?

Nothing can make up for this family letter of pleading guilty.

Thinking of this, he suddenly had a sudden whim, took out another piece of paper, endured the cold on his body, picked up the pen again, and wrote a few words to Chen Xian and the unborn child:

My life is short, but I've done a lot of worthwhile things.I hope you also choose to live a life like mine, no matter how you do it, you must have the world in mind and dedicate a part of yourself to the world.In this way, you will be like me. When you are about to die, if you are asked to live again, you will still choose the current way of living.

The next morning, the three people on the opposite side were taken away by the jailer.Huang Hu was calm, Hu He burst into tears, and Han Hai was expressionless.

Chen Zhi stood up, bowed his hands to each of them, and said: "Take care all the way, and see you in another place in the future."

In the death row, everyone counted the days.Chen Zhi has been taking medicine, and someone gave him sugar water and salt water. As time passed, his body gradually recovered.

Liu Chuan is happy for him every day. Although he will not live for a few days, it is always a happy thing to recover.

Chen Zhi has been waiting for Xu Gong, waiting for him to take away his letter, but he never waited.Sometimes he suspected that Xu Gong had forgotten, and felt that it was impossible to forget such a big event.Later, he was also relieved, forget it and forget it, even if he didn't say these words, his family members knew that he would say so.

In the day after day of waiting, the ten days after May [-]th are getting closer and closer.

"Oh, can you stop crying..."

Liu Chuan sighed, and looked at Chen Zhi who was curled up on a pile of thatch beside him.He had been whimpering in a low voice for half an hour, and the sumptuous dinner was thrown aside without taking two bites.

"You said you, nothing happened a few days ago, and finally remembered crying on the ninth day, what did you do earlier?"

Everyone heard what he said, but just ignored him.

"What's there to cry about? Let me think about it. The person you have to deal with has gone from bad to worse, and you have no regrets. You even wrote a letter to your father, and you have nothing to worry about. So what are you crying about? Die Are you afraid of pain?"

"It's not..." The choked voice of the statement was ambiguous.

"I can't write letters to my family. Now I'm thinking about my wife. I fought with her for most of my life. If I die, she must be very happy and remarry as soon as possible."

Chen Zhi smiled wryly, "I've been beaten for most of my life, that's pretty good."

Liu Chuan wanted to chat with him casually, and someone said that talking could always be better, so he asked, "Do you have a wife and children at home?"

"No."

"You're not too young, aren't you in a hurry?"

The heart of the statement sank, and finally brought the topic here.

In the first nine days, he thought about a lot of things, about his family, about the court, about his messy friends, about his life experience.I thought I was thinking clearly enough to die calmly.

But on the last day, when the things I had been avoiding were inevitable, I realized that I didn't understand at all.

He thought that it was already at this time, and it was okay to talk more with this person who had only known each other for nine days but killed him.He replied: "I have an impossible person in my heart."

The author has something to say: Jailer: Sick?Drink more hot water!

Liang Huan: You are dead.