[Comprehensive martial arts] The Central Plains is too scary

Yang Yu's injury, even with the imperial physician's recuperation, took five full days to recover to the point where he could continue to court.

Mr. Yang didn't care about his body, but the people around him watched him closely. Every day he came to the mansion ruthlessly to watch the old servant brew the medicine, and when he was done, he brought it to Yang Yu himself.

Lu Tage lay on the roof basking in the sun, sniffing the fragrance of the medicine and taking a nap, feeling very leisurely.In the room, Yang Yu came in so busy that he didn't realize it, flipping through a pile of censor's booklets at the bottom, half of the tea made in the morning hadn't been touched at noon.

It wasn't until Wuqing put the medicine bowl in front of him and looked at it coldly, that Yang Yu hummed, didn't lift his head or put down his pen, and took a mouthful of the medicine with his left hand.

Then the scorched brows were furrowed.

"Combination of work and rest" Seeing him like this, he sighed ruthlessly and said helplessly.

Wuqing himself is also a person who is single-minded in investigating the case and doesn't care about anything, but when he sees Yang Yu doing business while injured, he can't help but want him to rest more.

"There are a lot of things these days, and it will be all right after a while." Yang Yu smiled, put down his pen in a ruthless manner, and leaned on the back of the chair in a relatively relaxed posture. The group of people who dared not speak out began to write notebooks and planned to participate in a book. The officials from all over the country have no choice. I will tidy up here at Yushitai first, lest the group of people are young and energetic, and change the wrong words in one go. Write down everything that needs to be said.”

Shaking his head mercilessly, he suddenly said, "Gu Xichao's flood over there, how is it resolved?"

"Mr. Lu went to run again, saying that Qi Shaoshang brought Lianyunzhai and moved there to help repair the embankment and drain the silt." Yang Yu drank the cold medicine, and couldn't help but licked his lower lip bitterly." Gu Xichao was originally born in Jianghu, Qi Dadao and Lianyunzhai should be taken care of by him. Now that the court is still in chaos, let's talk about a bunch of Caifu party officials in Qingzhou... If something happens, Qi Shaoshang and the others can also come forward as non-government officials to help Gu Xichao solve the problem."

"Both of them are quite ambitious people, and they should be able to get along very well," the young man concluded, picked up his pen again, and took the initiative to end this moment of rest.

Wuqing didn't bother him anymore, and took out the medicine bowl as quietly as possible.

Lu Tage was still asleep on the roof, enjoying the rare sunshine and the peace of the years.

Three days later, Cai Jing was beheaded.Fu Zongshu is dead, His Majesty wanted to judge this rebellious minister as a member of the nine tribes, but when he sent troops to Fu's mansion, he found out that the whole house of Fu's mansion had already run away.

Thinking about it, when the secret letter was in the hands of Yang Yu in the sword against the water, Fu Zongshu had already arranged for his family to leave, and he also had the idea of ​​death if he failed in the rebellion.

But hunting down the Fu family and counting the stolen money from Cai and Fu's family is no longer a major issue in the current court. Now it is Yang Yu worshiping the prime minister that has caused a shock in the court and the public.

Logically speaking, this phase should belong to Zhuge Zhengwo, but Zhuge Zhengwo has four famous arresters under him.If he worshiped the prime minister, it would be embarrassing for Wuqing and others to continue to be famous arresters as his disciples, and Zhao Ji also had his own ideas, based on emotion and reason, for the emperor, it would be better for the emperor to be a loyal and isolated Yang Yu as the prime minister.

Yang Yu just relied on his young age to become a prime minister under one person and above ten thousand people in this world.

And the one who succeeded Yushi Zhongcheng was Ruthless.

On the second night of Yang Yu's visit to the prime minister, Lu Tage flashed into the room nimbly, and looked at Yang Yu who had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Is there?" The man from the Western Regions yawned silently, looked around the dark room, and stretched his waist, "It's so late, don't you want to fuck tomorrow?"

Yang Yu didn't say much, took a box from the shelf beside him and handed it to Lu Tage.

"You asked me earlier, why you can't kill people. I said, it's not the time yet." Changgemen's expression was light. "Now, it's the time."

Looking at Yang Yu, Lu Tage's heart suddenly felt like a drum beating, and he instinctively felt how earth-shattering the other party's next words would be.

The young prime minister still hugged the purple fur coat and stood at the window, staring at something from a distance.

"I once had thoughts on the Qing emperor's side, but recently I discovered that even without Cai Jing and Fu Zongshu, His Majesty will still be that Majesty. How can the emperor's faults be all blamed on his subjects?" Yang Yu's voice was calm, as if it was just He was chatting with Lu Tage, not talking about the extreme rebellious words for a courtier.

"You..." Lu Tage pursed his lips and asked hesitantly, "Who are you going to kill?"

Yang Yu turned around, looked at him with serious eyes, and said word by word, "Zhao Ji."

"Inside the box is the imperial edict, which I wrote." Yang Yu said, "Your Majesty often exchanged poems with me before, so I copied some of his words and seals to practice imitation. No one will be able to see the edict now." The problem is, after you assassinate His Majesty, just put the box on the shelf in the study."

Seeing that Lu Tage still didn't understand, Yang Yu, who felt that he had explained clearly enough, raised his eyebrows, "What are you wondering about?"

"I'm thinking," Lu Tage said, "You want to be like (killing) the king, but Gu Xichao's wish...isn't it related to this world?"

If Gu Xichao's wish to kill the emperor cannot be fulfilled, Lu Tage will never do this, no matter how stupid the emperor is.

Hearing Lu Tage's hesitation, Yang Yu laughed.

"It's too stupid of you to think too much about Gu Xichao in this world." Yang Yu said slowly, "Actually, the current Gu Xichao only wants Zhao Ji's death more than I do."

A piece of edict disrupted the nearly perfect disaster relief plan and turned it into an almost absurd digging for rocks.The boats loaded with Huashigang and precious jewels passed the river one after another, and Gu Xichao saw them every time, so how could there be no complaints?

It is true that the young man is determined to help the common people, and he may have this ambition because he is talented enough.What does Gu Xichao want?What he wants is a place where he can display his talents freely, he wants the world to be peaceful and prosperous, and even more so, he wants the world to be peaceful and prosperous under his hands.

Once Zhao Ji died tonight, the imperial edict would be discovered tomorrow. Yang Yu chose a young prince among the many princes.One is that the emperor can take advantage of the young regent to rectify the country that is riddled with holes, and the other is that he can spend a lot of time teaching the child how to be a good king.

"I am Yang Yu, and I only serve the world and not the king." Changge's doorman opened the door, and took Lu Tage out of the house. The evening wind was wild, and the jade pendant on the young man's waist jingled, shattering and ethereal.

The pair of jade pendants were rewarded by Zhao Ji a few days ago for his service in escorting the driver, and Yang Yu hung them around his waist all the time.

Lu Tage looked at Yang Yu, even if the official paid homage to the prime minister, the young man still insisted on living in this ruined mansion, and did not buy new clothes except for the prime minister's official robe, only wearing this pair of jade pendants.

The Mingjiao of the Western Regions has always handled things straightforwardly, and he probably will never understand the various thoughts of the Central Plains people in his life.

It's tiring to be a native of the Central Plains, the young man from the Western Regions thought, pulled up his hood, spread the dark dust with his hands, and quietly ran towards the palace under the cover of night without making a sound.

Yang Yu stood there watching him, his eye sockets gradually filled with something warm.The thin young man closed his eyes, and the memory of this body that was with the still young emperor kept pouring out in his mind.

The memory was like a knife, so he could only stand alone in the night wind, slowly reminiscing about this heart-piercing pain.

There is no one to sue.