[Rebirth] Emperor Yonggao Ji

A few days later, Liu Zhan, the eldest son of Liu Fu, took the throne of Yong.

Wang Sheng sent him to the altar, and watched the figure in the crown climb up the steps and slowly ascend the high platform—just like that day ten years ago.

At that time, he never thought that in his life, he would watch another person ascend this high platform.

In a daze, the thin back suddenly jointed and grew like bamboo after rain, and the thin back became taller and taller little by little.He watched this all-too-familiar figure steadily climb the steps, with firm strength in every step under his feet.He stepped up to the last step, stood on the high platform, held his sword, and slowly turned around...

Wang Sheng was dazzled for a while, and almost wanted to hold onto something.At this moment, it was as if an invisible big hand was tightly clutching his heart, and then let it go little by little.

He finally did not lose his composure, lowered his head, led all the officials to kneel down, and then slowly kowtowed to the ground.

The court officials of the Manchu Dynasty shouted long live to the ten-year-old Zhizishan on the stage. They showed the same back in the scorching sun, but their lowered heads concealed different thoughts.

After half a day, Liu Zhan was already top-heavy. As soon as he returned to the palace, he sat down and stretched out his hand to tear the red tassel on his chin.

Wang Sheng looked at him, and finally spit out the two words that had been chewed in his mouth: "Your Majesty," he called Liu Zhan like this, "Come here, my servant."

Liu Zhan blinked at him twice, then put down his hand obediently, and smiled sweetly at him, "Thank you, Prime Minister."

Wang Sheng raised the corners of his mouth and smiled at him, then raised his hand and pulled out the jade pin on the crown for him.His movements were light and slow, and Liu Zhan moved his feet uncomfortably.

"Does your majesty know what the stones on both sides of the crown are for?" Wang Sheng asked softly, putting a piece of jade hanging down on his palm.

Liu Zhan pushed the stone and shook his head at him.

"This is called listening, and it is to tell the king that as a king, he should turn a deaf ear to slander."

do not talk.

Liu Zhan nodded, Wang Cheng took off the crown for him, and continued: "This is called Chui Yang, and it is to tell the king, what should be seen and what is not seen."

Stop talking, stop talking.

He gently placed his hand on the extension board, slowly stroking his pale fingers over it, as if tracing the long stream of years, but soon the gurgling sound stopped abruptly, and he had already touched the extension board The end—hasty and abrupt.He stopped his hands, curled his fingers slightly, looked into Liu Zhan's eyes seriously, and heard the voice slipping out of his throat, "This is Mianyan, the front is low and the back is high. I want to tell the king, it should be able to Look down on the people of the world and understand their suffering."

stop talking, stop talking...

Liu Zhan also looked at him seriously, and nodded vigorously, "Prime Minister, I remember, I will definitely be a good king." He didn't know what he thought of while speaking, and a layer of mist suddenly appeared in his big ignorant eyes , "Just like my father and king."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Sheng couldn't restrain himself anymore, he suddenly stretched every inch of skin on his body tightly together, but he couldn't hold back in the end, his blood-red lips trembled slightly. "I will..." He suppressed his voice firmly, clenched his hands covered in his wide cuffs into fists, and smiled at him inappropriately, "Your Majesty will definitely."

From now on, he will devote all his heart and soul to assist the young new emperor of Yong Kingdom, help him to make peace in the world, fulfill the responsibility of a prime minister, and do the work of a dog and a horse.But the person he devoted his life to and devoted his heart and soul to for the rest of his life was no longer Liu Fu, nor him.

Liu Zhan pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but Wang Sheng stood up suddenly. "Your Majesty," he lowered his head and said softly, "I will take my leave first."

Liu Zheng was already waiting for Wang Sheng in the prime minister's mansion. The tea on the table hadn't been touched. He lowered his eyes and looked at the fish swimming in the pond boredly.

"Guerrilla General." Wang Sheng's voice sounded from behind, Liu Zheng turned his head, watched him walk in front of him, and sat down opposite him, "Since the general has come to Chang'an, there is no need to return to Datong."

Liu Zheng frowned, Wang Sheng paused, seemed to be sizing up his expression, and then continued: "When the former king was around, he once said that the general should first go to the northern region to practice, and then go to familiarize himself with water warfare and train water warfare. Army, in preparation for the battle against Liang. Now that the two-year period has expired, I want to appoint the general to Huainan to practice the navy, does the general have any objections?"

He brought out Liu Fu, Liu Zheng's expression changed as expected, he clasped his fists and said: "Liu Zheng is willing to go!"

Wang Sheng nodded slightly, "I hope the general will stop being arrogant, and don't do anything before he is ordered."

Liu Zheng nodded, didn't talk to him too much, and left after exchanging talismans with Wang Sheng.Wang Sheng looked at his back from behind and sighed softly.

This sword is really sharpened now, but the person who can use it is gone, I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse for Dayong.

Wang Sheng returned to the house, and when he got to the desk, he didn't even know whether it was day or night.Bian Song walked in from the night, and quietly appeared at the door, half of his body was illuminated by the goose-yellow light of the candle.

As Yubayashi, he usually has a very loud voice, but at this time he subconsciously lowered his voice, "Prime Minister, it's time to go to bed." A few days ago, Wang Sheng was so busy that he hardly touched the ground. Even though he was still alive, he also weighed his priorities. Now that the Wang Dian has been completed, all the ministers have their own positions, and he is no exception.

Wang Sheng wrote a few more strokes before raising his head. Perhaps he had been at his desk for a long time, so he squinted his eyes for a while before he could see the face of the person coming.

"It's the frontier general," Wang Sheng lowered his head and began to write again, "It's an extraordinary time now, and there are many things to do. State affairs should be the most important thing, and those rules that were set before will be waived."

Bian Song stood still, "The last general is only following the orders of the late king, and dare not change without permission."

When the former king died, even his heirs were killed, not to mention it was just an oral order.Wang Sheng dipped his ink, without raising his head, he said, "General, you don't have to come to my place tomorrow. You were supposed to be transferred to the Ministry of Punishment, but right now the Habayashi Army is reorganizing." Take on the big responsibility."

Unexpectedly, Bian Song was a stone that could not be absorbed by oil and salt, and he still insisted: "Thank you for the support of the prime minister, but the final general has already fulfilled the king's order, so he dare not obey."

Wang Sheng put down his pen, finally raised his head, and seemed to give him a serious look.He stood up, walked in front of Bian Song, pointed to the wooden plaque on his waist and said, "Can you take this plaque down and have a look with me?"

Bian Song obediently took it off, lifted the wooden sign, and placed it in front of Wang Sheng.

"The former king entrusted me with all the important affairs of the country and gave me the right to make immediate decisions. The general should know that just now I was announcing the dispatch of the court, not discussing it with the general. What's more—" Wang Sheng was silent for a moment, and slowly Slowly raised his finger and pointed to the words "like a talisman close to me" on the wooden sign, and asked with a sigh: "Will the former king still come close to me now?"

Bian Song didn't make a sound, the man like an iron tower suddenly shook his shoulders.Wang Sheng took the wooden sign from his hand, "The general will go to his post tomorrow, as for this sign..." Wang Sheng's mouth moved, as if smiling, "I want to ask the general for it, and I hope it will be returned." The general does not hesitate to give up love."

Bian Song was silent for a long time, and finally he clasped his fists and said, "The general will follow orders." After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the house. The night was like a heavy black rain, pouring on him, engulfing him in an instant.

Only Wang Sheng was left in the room again.The candlelight shone on the ordinary small wooden sign, and a long tail stretched out beside the crooked lettering. Wang Sheng put his thumb on it and stroked gently along the veins of the words. He touched slowly, each It takes a long time to touch the words.

Such as close relatives.

He suddenly grabbed the wooden sign in his hand, bent down suddenly, and his back trembled.He didn't make a sound, just trembled silently.The night was quiet, the wind blew through the grass and trees, and the sound of insects in the distance sounded softly and lightly. The dim candlelight stretched his arched back very long.After a while, he slowly straightened up again, as if he had returned to normal.

Wang Sheng held the wooden sign and returned to the case, cleaned it up, leaving only a few memorials, which were spread out and placed on the case.This is the posthumous title proposed by the officials, and he will choose one of them as Liu Fu's title from now on.

Huan, Ming, Xuan, Xiang, Yuan, Zhao...

20 years ago, he gave himself a name and a word with his blood boiling, and since then he has devoted himself to the raging fire and the rolling waves. Twenty years later, he will choose another name and personally cover the coffin for the embers of the fire and the flood marks of the flood.

Baoda Dinggong, mighty and far-reaching, open up land and land, expand land and Kaifeng——

Just give it the posthumous title of "Wu", he thought, the king would like it.

From the next day, Wang Sheng thought the emperor was young, so he acted as regent and took charge of state affairs.

The new king came to the throne, but the state of Yong did not stabilize from then on.This huge kingdom established with Liu Fu's personal prestige finally crumbled with Liu Fu's death and was about to fall apart.

The news that Liang Yu proclaimed himself emperor in Jiankang caused an uproar in the government and the public. Under the excitement of the crowd, everyone knew that the court had no time to care about him at this time.Sure enough, in May, Daizhou rebelled.In June, Luzhou rebelled.In September, Qingzhou rebelled.The flames of war are reignited in the devastated northern land. The scale of the rebellion is small, but it is like burning a hole in a piece of paper. If left unattended, the hole will grow bigger and bigger until it burns the entire piece of paper .

Wang Sheng was in Chang'an, dispatched in the center, and traveled around the city on a fast horse all day long. There were both imperial court documents and secret letters from court officials.With the external aggression still unabated, and the undercurrent surging in the court, Yong Kingdom seemed to be a puddle of muddy water.It is not difficult for Wang Sheng to clarify the inner space and rectify the court guidelines, but he is anxious and can't sit still - south of the Yangtze River, there is still a large area of ​​land that has not yet been unified, and there are countless things waiting for him in this huge country To do it, but now he has to spend his life on these things.

But how long will he live?

But things have to be done one by one. He is a strong and persistent person, standing on a wall, and always going up.He appeased the courtiers internally and dispatched troops and horses externally, but at the end of December, the last rebellion was finally put down.

The death of Liu Fu made the Yong Kingdom suffer from a hidden disease, and the chaos of Wei Da dealt a heavy blow to the prestige of the imperial court, making the disease suddenly out of control.Rebellion in various places is like a sore. Now that the carbuncle has burst, the pus and blood have drained away, and the disease is healed.

The country's illness was cured, but Wang Sheng fell ill.Lying on the bed, he turned his head and saw that it was snowing outside, so he pushed aside the quilt, stood up slowly while leaning on the edge of the bed, put on a cloak, and walked drowsily into the courtyard.He raised his head, and the heavy snow fell on his face, like a cold hand gently stroking him, as if very gentle.However, the north wind scraped at his bones like a knife. He was wearing a thick cloak, but it was no different from the single clothes at that time.He gathered his clothes together, stepped into the snow, stood still, and looked up, only to see the vast fields and vast expanses of red clouds, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't see the sun.

What a snow, just like the heavy snow on the side of the Wei River that day, it was this snow that froze the Wei River, allowing him to cross the river, and finally arrived at the camp of the Yong Army.But he knows, it's different, it's different... After the silver light is gone, the sun will never rise again.

In the palms of his hands and on his shoulders, there was no longer that round of brilliant red sun. Now what he tried his best to hold up was a huge crumbling roof.He seemed to have turned into a tall canoe. Under this heavy pressure, he heard the creaking sound of his body about to collapse—but if he let go of his hand, everything would fall apart.

"Prime Minister, why did you come out?"

Li Jiu was holding a bowl, which was still steaming. When he saw Wang Sheng, he hurriedly helped him into the house.Wang Sheng didn't move, he pointed to Xiaochi and said, "During the days when I was sick, the fish has lost weight. Is it because you neglected to take care of me?"

Li Jiuxin said, you don't look at how thin you are, but you still say that you are skinny.He held Wang Sheng's arm, "Winter is here, it's normal for a fish to be thinner, and it will get fatter in spring."

Wang Sheng used his strength to walk back, probably because his health was failing, and he felt tired after standing for a while.He didn't go back to bed, but sat by the table. Li Jiu put a bowl of steaming pumpkin porridge on the table, took off his cloak neatly, stuffed the small red hand stove into Wang Cheng's arms, and Digged the charcoal fire in the basin.

Wang Sheng watched him busy up and down for a while, and suddenly said: "Li Qi has already served in the Habayashi Army, don't you want to go?"

"Ah?" Li Jiu turned his head, clapped his hands, and said with a smile, "No, I think the Prime Minister's side is even more lacking."

Wang Sheng smiled slightly, but Li Jiu always felt that his smile was indifferent and had no real meaning.At times like this before, he was willing to ramble and find some topics related to Liu Fu, and then saw that Wang Sheng's expression slowly changed after hearing the words, but he himself didn't know it at all.

But now no more.

"Prime Minister," Li Jiu said dryly, "have some porridge while it's hot."

Wang Sheng looked down at the pumpkin and millet porridge on the table, a bowl of yellow and clear, making people feel sweet and delicious.But he looked at it for a while before slowly picking up the bowl.Li Jiu watched Wang Sheng drink the porridge silently, and wanted to take the bowl away after he finished drinking, but looking at Wang Sheng's appearance, he felt that this bowl of porridge seemed to be endless. .

"Prime Minister, if you can't eat it, don't eat it." He couldn't help but said.

Wang Sheng remained silent, still eating with his head down, and slowly scooped up the last mouthful of porridge before saying, "I don't have any strength, let's eat more."

It was rare for Wang Sheng to think so, but Li Jiu was not happy at all.He picked up the empty bowl from the case, and sure enough, he saw Wang Sheng gently patted the two stacks of official documents piled up next to the case, as if he was measuring the thickness of the documents accumulated during his illness, and then took one. , opened it and looked up.

He eats so hard to be able to do things.

Li Jiu watched silently for a while, then went out with the bowl.If the former king was still there, he thought, he might throw the table again now.

After the death of the previous king, no one can restrain Wang Sheng anymore. He always looks at the desk all night long, which makes Li Jiu feel sad and frightened when he looks at it——he seems to be screwing his own dick. At both ends, it seems as if he wants to drain the last drop of effort... He is trying to force himself to death!

He heard that in the past six months, Wang Sheng had never done anything wrong in his affairs. Even when the previous Wang had just passed away, he still acted as usual, with a lot of parts, and single-handedly pulled the huge carriage that was almost out of control back on track.Apart from the admiration of everyone, it is inevitable to lament the prime minister's indifference.But Li Jiuchang was by Wang Sheng's side, and he knew him very well. He knew that since then, Wang Sheng had collapsed, leaving only a crooked shell, full of vigor but no vitality.

He really hoped that the prime minister could cry like them, even if he shed two tears.

At night, Li Jiu leaned against the door with his arms folded and dozed off. He didn't know how many times he slept, and the candle in the inner room was still on.He secretly poked his head to look, thinking that Wang Sheng was still looking at the document, but he saw that he was sleeping on his back, and the small hand stove he had been holding rolled to his feet at some point.It seemed that the prime minister was also sleepy, Li Jiu stepped forward softly, and wanted to tell Wang Sheng to go to bed, so he took a piece of clothing and put it on Wang Sheng's shoulders, and Wang Sheng really woke up.

The night was too quiet, Li Jiu couldn't help but also lowered his voice, "Prime Minister is still ill, you should rest earlier, otherwise it will be dawn and you won't be able to sleep again."

Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then a little embarrassed, "I actually dozed off."

"Isn't the Prime Minister going to see Shuiyan tomorrow? Let's go to bed and sleep for a while."

Wang Sheng looked at the table case, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.He propped up on the table and wanted to stand up, but he didn't get up for a long time. Li Jiu hurriedly supported him from the side, let him stand up with his own strength, and said shyly: "The prime minister is too tired."

"Yeah, I'm too tired."

Li Jiuwan didn't expect Wang Sheng to say that, and looked at him in surprise.He helped Wang Cheng to sit on the edge of the bed, looking down at his palms, as if he was talking to himself, "When the old king was around, he was always busy all night long. He was entangled in all kinds of things, but he never felt tired. Why is it that I have stayed up until midnight now, and I can't stand it any longer..."

Li Jiu was not in the courtroom, so he rarely heard him mention the late king. After hearing this, he was silent for a while, and then said in a muffled voice: "Prime Minister is getting old."

In fact, after the New Year's Eve, Wang Sheng was only in his forties, so he was not considered old anyway, but he already had several strands of white hair on his temples, which grew out quietly at some unknown time.

Wang Sheng clenched his fist lightly, looked away, and echoed, "Yes, I'm getting older..."

Li Jiu was taking off his shoes for him, but he was stunned again when he heard the words. He guessed that Wang Sheng wanted to talk to someone, so he took the opportunity to persuade: "The prime minister is no longer younger than when he was young, you should pay more attention to your body. The former king..." He Muster up the courage to mention these two words in front of Wang Sheng. If Wang Sheng didn't take the initiative to mention it today, he would never dare to say it on weekdays. "Didn't the former king always advise the prime minister to take care of his body? Now Toiling all day long and not caring about his health, if the late king saw it, he would probably... also blame the prime minister."

Wang Sheng's drooping eyelashes trembled, then he looked up at Li Jiu, as if he wanted to say something.The former king... The former king once told him that he should give him half of himself, so he really divided himself into two halves bit by bit.Now that the former king is gone, only the half of him who lived for the sake of the country and the country is left, while the other half has been taken into the mausoleum, covered with soil, and died silently.As soon as the dream of flying high and far was broken, Wanli Mountains and Rivers pressed down with a thousand-ton force, and crashed to the ground together with him.

He is too tired.

But he didn't speak in the end, just lay on his back on the bed, closed his eyes, and stopped talking.Seeing that he had no intention of talking, Li Jiu had no choice but to shut up in embarrassment, and quietly blew out the candle.

Probably because he was extremely tired, as soon as Wang Cheng got on the bed, fine and dense exhaustion emerged from his bones. This exhaustion was like sticky ink, rising from nowhere under his body, enveloping him, and slowly enveloping him. snout.

He had a dream.

In the dream, smog and mist surround him, wild light floats, and in the chaotic darkness, a few dim lights light up and approach him swayingly.When they got closer, these lights suddenly converged in one place, transforming into a familiar figure, Wang Sheng was startled, and hurriedly rushed over, but the figure seemed to be blown by green smoke, and he was nowhere to be found.

He stood in a daze, then shouted loudly, and ran up, chasing after the looming green smoke with all his might.He ran so fast that the wind hit his robe, making a hunting sound, but he still couldn't catch it no matter what.He ran past Xuanzheng Hall and Zichen Hall, but every place was empty, and he could never find that person just now.Suddenly, the fog cleared, and a figure suddenly appeared, standing in front of his eyes.

It turned out that he was in the Taimiao.

Wang Sheng stopped, looked down at his empty palm, always felt that there should be an arrow in it, or something else, but he came over empty-handed, which made him feel a little embarrassed suddenly.He looked up at the portrait, and the portrait was also lowering its eyes slightly, watching him calmly and serenely.

This is a portrait carved by the best craftsmen in the country. It is solemn, solemn, and lifelike. It is the most appropriate face of Emperor Gao who will enjoy incense in the ancestral temple.It's just that these two eyes are far from what he remembered, like a dead sea, with a kind of empty, deep and vast.

Where is his bright, blazing fire now?

Wang Sheng took two steps forward as if bewitched, and raised his hand to gently caress the knee of the statue. The moment he touched it, he felt his heart tremble like crazy.His fingers were arched, clasped tightly on these two cold knees, he raised his face vigorously, and said to those calm eyes: "Your Majesty, don't worry."

The statue remained motionless, but the familiar voice came from behind the statue.He heard the statue ask—

Prime Minister, why didn't you bring Liu Zhang in when you came to see me?

Wang Sheng opened his eyes suddenly, but his eyes were still dark, probably it was not dawn yet.He opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't breathe in. He was trembling all over, raised his hand and pressed hard on his stomach, suddenly sat up, fell to the side of the bed, and opened his mouth to vomit out the stuff that rushed up his throat.

A pungent fishy smell rushed up, he was stunned for a moment, his heart sank, he was momentarily at a loss, he wanted to call someone, but he couldn't speak because of the pain.Since the beginning of winter, his stomach has been suffering from sharp pains, and his lower abdomen is also often dull. He thought that he could bear it like before and pass it. Now it seems that it is not good.

Hearing the sound, Li Jiu ran in and held up the lamp.As soon as the room was lit up, Wang Sheng saw a pool of blood on the ground, which was extremely red.He had expected it a long time ago, and he wasn't very surprised. He pressed his stomach and lay back on the bed again. He was hurting from top to bottom, and couldn't cover it with one hand, so he had to press both hands on his stomach together, and folded his body deeply.

Li Jiu couldn't help being shocked when he saw the bloody red mass on the ground, and ran over to support Wang Sheng's shoulder, "Prime Minister, Prime Minister?"

Wang Sheng felt dizzy from the pain, and squeezed out a few words between his teeth, "Call the imperial doctor..."

Li Jiu hurriedly ran out, tripped over the threshold when going out, and almost fell to the ground.

Doctor Li was woken up in the middle of the night, but there were not many accidents. In his opinion, according to Wang Sheng's tossing method, it would be a matter of time before he was called in the middle of the night for emergency treatment.Even so, when he hurried over with the medicine box, he was still shocked when he saw a big pool of blood on the ground.He stepped forward and was startled again when he saw Wang Sheng on the bed, and hurriedly said: "Prime Minister, you can't do it, you can't do it!"

Wang Sheng turned his back to him, curled up his legs, arched his back, and almost curled up into a ball. He was holding the saber that he never left his hand in his hand, and he was pressing the bronze hilt to his stomach.Fortunately, he was not so ill that he drew out his sword and pointed the point at himself, otherwise with this strength, he would have pierced ten of them.The old steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion was standing aside, anxious like ants on a hot pot, but Wang Sheng didn't know where he got so much strength, he couldn't snatch the sword in his hand.

Physician Li pushed Li Jiu, and Li Jiu came to his senses and rushed forward to grab the sword.He opened Wang Sheng's fingers, and as soon as he took the sword in his hand, Wang Sheng suddenly vomited another mouthful of blood. The blood dripped from the pillow onto the bed, drawing a long red streak.Li Jiu was holding the sword, with a few drops of Wang Sheng's vomited blood still stained on the back of his hand, and he stood there dumbfounded.

Doctor Li made a decision in an instant, stop the bleeding first, then stop the pain, and finally diagnose the disease.

He took the pen and paper from the table, scribbled a prescription, and asked the servant boy to grab the medicine and fry it. "Prime Minister, Prime Minister?" Imperial Physician Li leaned close to Wang Sheng's ear and kept calling him. Wang Sheng lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, as if he wanted to speak, but just as he opened his mouth, there was another line of blood down.Doctor Li saw that he was still awake, and at least he let go of his hanging heart, "This official is treating the Prime Minister, can the Prime Minister let go of his hand and lie down?"

Wang Sheng closed his eyes, turned over after a while, put his back on the bed, and slowly flattened his body, his shoulders were shaking uncontrollably, he didn't know what kind of pain he was enduring.After finally lying flat, he let go of the two hands that were pressing on his stomach. As soon as he took them away, he immediately clenched the bedsheets under him. His chest kept heaving, but he didn't even utter a moan.

Doctor Li unbuttoned Wang Sheng's inner garment, revealing his chest and abdomen. The lower abdomen was pressed red by the sword handle, and it was estimated that it would turn blue and purple tomorrow. He really didn't know that the prime minister looked at the gentle and gentle man, and he was so scary when he launched a ruthless attack. .Doctor Li calmed down, took out a long needle and stuck it into a few big points. The long silver needle penetrated deep into the flesh, and Li Jiu couldn't help turning his eyes slightly away.

He pressed several acupuncture points on Wang Sheng's arms, calves and feet, and seeing the blue color on Wang Sheng's face recede slightly, he asked, "Prime Minister, do you still want to vomit?"

Wang Sheng frowned tightly and shook his head.

Doctor Li breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew the needle, and said in Wang Sheng's ear, "Your Majesty will rub the spasm for the prime minister now, and the prime minister will be patient." Seeing Wang Sheng vomiting blood, he knew that he could not be touched by epigastric execution at this time, so He folded his hands on his lower abdomen, paused for a while, then pressed down and kneaded in circles.Wang Sheng seemed a little too late to react, he let out a low "uh" in his throat, and then he clenched his teeth tightly.In the past, Liu Fu always rubbed him for a while when he thought about it. His hands, which were used to carrying the spear and holding the sword, fell on him very lightly, and rubbed him several times until he fell asleep.Probably because he was so spoiled, he forgot that rubbing the spasm was so painful.Wang Sheng breathed quickly and slowly, and raised his head from the pillow several times, but he still didn't say a word.

Li Taiyi rubbed it for a while, then pressed several big acupoints one by one with his hands, tossed up and down, sweating profusely and said: "Prime Minister, is the pain better?"

Wang Sheng nodded, raised his hand to gather up his shirt.The servant boy cooked the medicine and brought it out. Li Jiu hurriedly supported Wang Sheng to sit on the edge of the bed. Seeing that Wang Sheng was weak, he wanted to feed him with a spoon, but Wang Sheng took the bowl himself, took out the spoon and handed it to him. He held the medicine bowl to his mouth with both hands, and drank it slowly.Although his hands were shaking, he didn't spill the medicine.

He pressed his stomach, closed his eyes slowly, then suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the imperial doctor Li who was feeling his pulse, and asked in a low voice: "If I cooperate fully in diet and taking medicine, how long can the imperial doctor protect me?"

Doctor Li felt as if he had been hit by something, and he could hardly sit still. He thought he was shaking, but when he came back to his senses, his whole body was still firmly nailed in place.He withdrew his hand and looked at Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng's eyes were clear and there was no hint of a joke. Imperial Physician Li tried his best to smile, and when he was about to speak, Wang Sheng said again: "The imperial physician does not need to comfort me. This involves the country's major plans. The imperial physician Don't lie."

Doctor Li was silent for a moment, Wang Sheng's black eyes stared at him, although he had no expression, he felt that he was being pressed tightly by these eyes.He said with difficulty: "If the prime minister is still like this, and the subordinate is incompetent, he can only keep the prime minister for one year...or two years."

Wang Sheng pondered for a moment, "One year is too tight, so please ask the imperial physician to protect me for two years."

Doctor Li looked at the ground, nodded slowly, and said, "I will do my best. It's just..." He raised his head and looked at Wang Sheng, "Prime Minister, don't worry too much, or I will really... really It’s hard to be safe.”

Wang Sheng was noncommittal, "Is there any medicine to take tonight?"

Doctor Li looked out the window, the sky was already slightly pale, "No more, the next official will prescribe the prescription in a while, and tell Li Shiwei how to take it, and the prime minister will take the medicine accordingly in the future."

Wang Sheng nodded, his eyes showed gratitude, "Please come to the doctor."

Doctor Li had a sore nose, shook his head, and fled out in a hurry.

Li Jiu stepped forward, intending to help Wang Sheng lie down again, "Prime Minister, please sleep for a while."

But Wang Sheng didn't move, still leaning against the bed, "It's almost dawn, so I won't sleep anymore. Clean up and go directly to see the water weir in a while."

"Prime Minister, this..." Li Jiu still supported his shoulders, his eyes widened when he heard this, "Are you still going to see Shuiyan?"

"Go." Wang Cheng frowned suddenly, pressed his hand on his stomach again, and said slowly: "After returning, I will gather everyone to discuss the matter of crusade against Liang, and we will use troops in the spring."

The civil strife was flat, and the next year he sent a large army to the south. Naturally, there were many objections in the court, but Wang Sheng had other considerations.Chen Qian, Kuai Mao, Qin Gong, Zhu Cheng...these are all worthy ministers, but none of them are in charge of major affairs.Now that the world is divided into two, and Jiangnan is a rich and prosperous place, if you want to pacify this place, you must use the power of the whole country.If you use the power of the whole country, you will take over the power of the whole country. If you can't put down Nanliang while he is alive, once he dies, there will be no one to follow him, and it is unknown whether future generations can achieve this great event.

time is limited.

As soon as Wang Sheng's memorabilia was played, it was like a stone stirring up thousands of waves. Some people thought it was too early to attack Liang, but some thought it was the right time, and the court was full of quarrels.The young Liu Zhan sat at the top, coughing and being helped down.In the end, Wang Sheng tried his best to overcome all opinions, and decided that he would go south as soon as the spring began. He was the regent, and he wrote the memorial and stamped it himself, and the matter was settled, no matter what kind of rumors spread.

When Liu Jing arrived at Xiangfu with some medicinal materials, Wang Sheng was wearing his azure crane cloak and standing by the pool with his hands behind his back, like a stone puppet, not moving a single step.Liu Jing looked at that figure silently for a while, and suddenly felt a sense of loneliness clinging to him, and couldn't help calling out in a low voice: "Sir..." Wang Sheng turned around when he heard the words, and Liu Jing couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he saw him. I didn't know how to look at the fashion, but when I saw his face, I realized that he was so thin.

"General Zuo, please." Wang Sheng gave him a slight nod without greeting him, and then led him to the meeting hall.Liu Jingxuan took a step behind, suspecting that Wang Sheng was going to fall in the next moment, and wanted to step forward to hold his arm several times, but in the end he still watched him walk slowly to the desk, and sat down with some support.He watched Wang Sheng slowly take off the somewhat old crane cloak on his shoulders, smoothed out the folds carefully, folded it and put it aside, looking very cherished, his throat was choked, he was almost speechless, silently After a while, he sat down opposite Wang Sheng, and said in a low voice, "I haven't seen you in half a year, Mr. Qing has lost a lot..."

Wang Cheng smiled slightly when he heard the words, and his eyes fell on him.Liu Jing and Liu Fu are brothers, and there are always some similarities in their bodies. Looking closely, Liu Jing and his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth are similar, but together, they don't look like him.Wang Sheng looked at him calmly for a while, and then looked away, "General Zuo came to the prime minister's residence as soon as he returned to Chang'an, but what's the matter?"

After Liu Jing sat down, he saw a crossbow on the table. The wood grain was smooth. It was obvious that someone had wiped it from time to time, but he didn't know where it came from.He didn't take it seriously, but when he heard the words, he looked away and waved his hands, "I came to see you after I went to the palace. By the way, the king asked me to give a secret note to you."

"Secret performance?" Wang Sheng took it over and heard Liu Jing say, "It was Yang Shiyan from the Ministry of Industry who entered the palace and presented it to the king face to face. Doesn't the prime minister know?"

"I only know that there is this secret memorial, but I don't know its content." While speaking, Wang Sheng had already set his sights on the memorial.

Liu Jing took advantage of Wang Sheng's time reading the memorabilia, silently sizing him up, thinking that after Wang Sheng became regent, he was really different from before. He even knew exactly who entered the palace and brought a secret memo to the king. If he If you want to, I'm afraid you won't be ignorant of the content of this memorial.

He has also read the contents of the memorial, which accuses Wang Sheng of sending troops to imitate Liang Yu's story, and wants to make a name for himself in order to go further.He couldn't help but peeked at Wang Sheng's face, but seeing that his expression was normal, he closed the memorial and handed it back to him after reading, "General, please thank the king for your kindness."

Liu Jing took the memorial, "How do you want to deal with this person, sir?"

"How to deal with it?" Wang Sheng said indifferently: "If you are convicted for your words, wouldn't the name of deceiving the sovereign and prime minister in the memorial be confirmed? Just ignore it."

Liu Jing wanted to say something more, but Wang Sheng asked again: "The general came from Jianghuai, how about the training of the navy?"

Liu Jing knew that this was the right thing to do, so his mind was straightened, and he hurriedly told him about the situation of naval drills in various places.The two kept talking about the setting sun. When Li Jiu came in with a meal, Liu Jingcai touched his head and said with a smile, "I accidentally talked for so long."

"Thank you, General, let's eat first." Li Jiu set the meal for the two of them, and Wang Sheng simply greeted them.Liu Jing was almost flattered. Over the years, the number of times Wang Sheng asked him to eat meals could be counted with one hand. He picked up the chopsticks and sighed: "It is really a blessing for the court that the prime minister can remember to eat on time."

Wang Sheng shook his head, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating in one bite.Li Jiu stood aside, feeling sore in his heart, but did not speak.

Liu Jing ate faster. After he finished eating, he silently watched Wang Sheng eat, and waited for him to put down his chopsticks before saying, "By the way, Prime Minister, there is one more thing... The Imperial Horse Supervisor came to report that the army and horses had been mobilized recently. My brother's red horse neighed continuously when he heard the sound of hooves, and he hadn't eaten grass for several days, so the imperial horse inspector asked what to do."

Wang Cheng was taken aback when he heard the words, lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment, then shook his head and said: "This horse is very human, I'm afraid it won't live long, let it go back to the forest."

"Yes." Liu Jing thought about it and asked again: "I don't know the time for dispatching troops, has it been set yet?"

Wang Sheng remained silent, stood up on the table, walked to the sword stand, gently drew out the sword, and caressed the blade with his fingers.The cold light reflected on his pale and thin face, as if it had stained his beard with frost.He looked at it for a while, then pushed the box of autumn water back into the sheath, but his eyes were still glued to the sword, "San Yue. First get rid of He Wu's hair and internal troubles, and then send troops south in March."

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This chapter is a bit bitter, so I will give you a few pieces of candy for friendship:

(One)

"Seeing that your complexion is not good, I will ask someone to make some ginger soup for you." Seeing that the wipe was almost done, Li Qi put down the cloth towel, and seeing Wang Sheng was noncommittal, he continued: "If you are sick, go back to the king. Can peel off the skin of subordinates."

Wang Sheng turned his head and asked with a smile, "So afraid of punishment?"

Li Qi looked at his words, saw that after so many days, he finally saw a real smile on Wang Sheng's face, he hurriedly continued his efforts, and said with a smile: "This subordinate is afraid that the king will be worried."

Wang Sheng snorted, turned his face to the other side, raised his hand to support his forehead, and hurriedly said: "Go, don't trouble me."

"Come on, this subordinate is going to make soup now." Li Qi smiled and quickly retreated.

(two)

Zhao Duo brought up the medicine, Liu Fu took it and held it in his hand, "Jing Huan, let me feed you."

Wang Sheng knew that he couldn't hold the medicine bowl, so he didn't force it, so he smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, King."

(three)

In the blink of an eye, it was already winter, and Wang Sheng was standing by the pool, wearing the big blue cloak that Liu Fu gave him, but he didn't look bloated at all.The snow has just fallen, and the snow in the courtyard has not yet been cleaned up. Standing there, he is like a green bamboo standing in the shallow white snow, but he is not like the big Yong who is in front of the desk every day and is entangled in many things. Prime Minister.

But what this seemingly out-of-this-world bamboo thinks at this time is that the pond is a source of running water. Although it is not frozen, the fish in it are all sick, they don’t eat much, and they have lost weight since the beginning of winter. Quite a lot.

That's not going to work.

He frowned and thought, then raised his head inadvertently, and saw a faint puff of smoke floating behind the rockery beside the pool, he couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.He happened to hear footsteps behind him, and he ordered: "Go outside and buy a bag of fried chestnuts, and then buy a roast chicken and come back—"

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly hugged from behind by someone, and then he heard Liu Fu laughing in his ear: "Jing Huan, you're so loud, I didn't expect that!"

(four)

Liu Fu sighed, with a distressed expression, "I didn't have Dahong during the autumn hunt, I felt uncomfortable, I wonder if he can persist for a while while sick. There is no horse in the stables that is as good as Dahong, but Ruoqiang brought him, I'm also afraid that it will get worse. Hey... Anyway, I can't live without it for a moment."

Wang Sheng was rather funny, "If the pond is exhausted, there will be no fish in the coming year; if the fields are burned, there will be no beasts in the next year. If your majesty wants to be able to bring bright red in the next year's autumn hunting, let's let it rest for this year's autumn hunting."

Liu Fu nodded, "Jing Huan, I thought you didn't understand this truth."

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To be honest, I only felt heartache when I saw Dayong was about to fall apart.

Liu Jing helped the coffin and cried bitterly—normal, the eldest brother is like a father, and it is difficult for the elder brother to die...

In fact, this is not to reflect the previous happiness, after all, the selection is not the happiest scene!

These were chosen because these scenes were in