Whether Su Mo can come back alive or not, to be honest, Li Dongyang actually doesn't pay much attention to this issue. He just pushed it at the right time, and it wasn't even a real shot.

Li Dongyang, as the chief of the Ming Dynasty, does not know how many major matters need to be carefully considered every day, and he is afraid that if he is not careful, it will cause irreparable losses. How could he have that mind, thinking about it with a small student all day long.

Walking out of the gate of the Qianqing Palace, he couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch his brows, showing a trace of fatigue on his face. Now that the state affairs are heavy, internal and external troubles are continuous, he is in his fifties this year, and his energy is gradually unable to keep up.

"Binzhi. There was a cry behind him, Li Dongyang turned his head to look, but saw that it was Xie Qian and Liu Jian coming side by side.

"Bin's plan for today...... Isn't it some, cough cough ......" Xie Qian didn't know what to say, and coughed embarrassedly halfway through his words. Liu Jian next to him also shook his head with a wry smile, pointed at him and nodded, but didn't say anything, just sighed.

Li Dongyang smiled slightly, cheered up and said, "What's the matter, but you think that what I do is against the way of a gentleman?"

Xie Qian coughed again, his face a little unnatural.

Li Dongyang smiled and sighed: "Actually, I don't know that this is a bit unreasonable, but for the sake of the country and the king, I have to do it." Yu Qiao is upright, Brother Xixian is upright, so I am the only one to be this wicked person. I hope that the two of you will be more considerate, and Hugh will be contemptuous. ”

Liu Jian's old face flushed, coughed lightly, and waved his hand unnaturally: "Where does this come from, worry about the king, and share it." Okay, there are a lot of affairs in the cabinet, the old man will go back first, and the two of you can talk slowly. With that, he clenched his fists and turned away.

Xie Qian was also dumbfounded, he didn't expect Li Dongyang to come to such a hand, but he didn't know what to do. After holding back for a while, he finally said in a sneering voice: "Bin Zhi is too worried, how can I ...... I just think...... Alas, after all, some innocents are implicated......."

Li Dongyang's eyelids matched, and he said lightly: "Yu Qiao is hypocritical, in front of the national interests, how can he be innocent? After speaking, without waiting for Xie Qian to say anything, he also arched his hand slightly and walked away.

Later, Xie Qian was stupid on the spot, and when he came back to his senses, he looked left and right, except for the Han general standing with a knife in the distance, how could there be others. After being stunned for a long time, I had to sigh deeply, bow my head and go away. The back revealed a bit of indescribable gloom.

Under the Danqi, Li Dongyang's figure reappeared, looking at his departing back from a distance, and a fine light flashed in his eyes. After a little silence, he beckoned to the sedan chair, lifted his robe and sat in, and ordered him to go home.

The sedan chair went all the way out of the imperial city and went to the bachelor's street in Dongsi Hutong. After a short time, he arrived in front of the Li Mansion, and an old servant came up and lifted the sedan curtain and greeted Li Dongyang.

Li Dongyang bowed slightly, strode towards the door, and asked casually, "How is the young master today?"

The old servant said respectfully: "Back to the master, it's still the same." When I woke up this morning, I only used a bowl of porridge. I just drank the medicine, and I guess I'm asleep again. ”

Li Dongyang's footsteps paused slightly, and then continued to walk inside, but there was a little more gloom and sorrow between his eyebrows.

After Li Zhaoxian returned from Wuqing that day, he fell ill not long after, sometimes good and sometimes bad, and it has not been good until now. I invited the doctor to come and see him, and the doctor said that he was angry and depressed, and he was suffering from the cold. In addition to being healthy and resting, the most important thing is that you need to let go of your mood.

Although the words are vague, it points out that this is a heart disease, and if you can't untie the knot by yourself, any elixir is useless.

Is there a knot in your heart? Li Dongyang couldn't help but let out a long sigh. His son has always been arrogant and arrogant, and he has always prided himself as the first genius in the capital. As a result, Wu Qing and his entourage were hit and humiliated by Su Mo's little brute in every way, and after the news came back, it suddenly became a joke among the upper-level sons.

With Li Zhaoxian's temperament, how could he afford such humiliation? As a result, the more he thought about it, the more resentful he became, and eventually he became depressed and incomprehensible, and he could not afford to fall ill. It was followed by the township test, Li Zhaoxian didn't pass it last time, this time he held his breath, gritted his teeth and went on the field with illness, wanting to make a splash and become famous.

But he is not a talented person, and the name of the so-called No. 1 talent in the capital is just that everyone is praising him in front of his old father. Now that I am sick and groggy, how can I get any good results in the exam?

As a result, not only did he fail to become a blockbuster, but he didn't even make the list, and he fell to Sun Shan again. This time it was like a slap in the face, it was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and Li Zhaoxian was even sick and ashamed, and he suddenly couldn't do it.

Since the beginning of winter, it has relied on decoction and tonic to hang. If it goes on like this, you can't say that it will be ...... one day Li Dongyang thought of his son's situation, and there was a sharp pain in his heart, and he raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed repeatedly.

The old servant next to him looked at him worriedly, and hurriedly helped him in front of the mountain. Li Dongyang broke away slightly, shook his head to show that it was okay, and sent the old servant away. He stood there for a moment, then turned and walked towards his son's house.

He is now fifty-two this year, has been married twice in a row, and has two sons and a daughter. The eldest son, Li Zhaoxian, is smart and clever, and he has always valued him the most. The second son, Li Zhaotong, died in the eighth year of Hongzhi, * has not yet left the cabinet, and has always been in his hometown of Nanjing.

Therefore, he is a dignified and powerful assistant to the government, almost above 10,000 people under one person, but he is not prosperous at home, and he is very concerned about the only remaining son. This is also why Li Zhaoxian is becoming more and more sloppy, and even talks back to him, Lao Tzu, about poetry, Li Dongyang is still full of spoiling.

never thought that now this only remaining son would not be able to be saved, Li Dongyang couldn't help but cry, and his heart was painful, like a poisonous snake gnawing at him.

Looking back on the first half of his life, he can be said to have suffered from bereavement one after another. First, his wife Liu died, and then his father-in-law died. In the past few years, the third brother Li Dongchuan died again, and within a year, the Yue family who married him also went.

Then the bad luck did not go far, and in another year, the second brother Li Dongshan also died of illness. Only then did the series of blows stop for a while. But it was just a short pause, and a few years later, his old father Li Chun finally passed away.

Then, after three years of rule, as soon as he returned, he was reused, and was awarded the title of compiling and revising the "Records of Xianzong"; In August of the fourth year, he was promoted to Shaoqing of Taichang Temple.

For five years, he was a lecturer at the feast. For six years, he became the main examiner of the township examination that year. In June, he was appointed to teach this year's new Jishi Shi, thus laying a deep foundation of connections.

In July of the following year, he was promoted to the right attendant of the Ministry of Rites, and concurrently served as a bachelor, specializing in the cabinet.

Li Dongyang himself also felt that this was finally a great deal, and the bad luck was far away. However, the world is impermanent, and just as he was ready to meet the peak of his life, the blow came again.

In the year when he officially entered the cabinet, the bad news of the death of his second son came, and he didn't have time to taste the excitement and joy of reaching the top, so he fell into grief again.

Then, less than two years later, that is, last year, the last brother and the fourth brother Li Dongming, who was the closest to him, finally died on the sickbed. At this point, Li Dongyang has almost completely become a loner. The only thought is the last eldest son. As for his daughter, it will eventually be spilled water, and he can't be considered a member of his Li family.

However, God is so unfair and cruel that to this day, even the last remaining relative will finally be taken away.

Leaning on the door of his son Li Zhaoxian, Li Dongyang was in tears, staring at his son's door with a foolish gaze, and he even lost the courage to push the door. He was afraid that when the door opened, he would see a lifeless corpse......

Several subordinates watched from afar, and they all kept raising their hands to wipe their tears. It's just that the master doesn't allow them to come close, and they can only look at it like this and grieve.

After a long time, Li Dongyang tried his best to suppress his sadness. He took out his handkerchief to wipe away the tears, and cleaned up a little, then took a deep breath and reached for the door. At the moment when he was about to touch the door, he couldn't suppress a tremble, but then he became firm and pushed in.

The room was filled with a strong smell of Chinese medicine. The two burning braziers emitted a lot of heat, making it a suffocating stuffiness in the winter environment with closed doors and windows.

On the couch in the back room, Li Zhaoxian lay with his head on his back, his eyes closed. The original white face is now like yellow wax. The eye sockets are deep, and the green tendons are exposed. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest from time to time, and the intermittent light cough, it would be no different from a dead man.

Li Dongyang tried to hold on and keep himself from falling. Standing in the outhouse for nearly half an hour, he gritted his teeth, turned around and strode out of the door.

When he stepped into the study, his clear face was full of hideous resentment. His son has reached the point where he is today, and the culprit is that damn little beast Su Mo. It's ridiculous that Xie Qian still came to tell himself what is innocent. If Su Mo is innocent, then what is his own son?

Although this time it is not a deliberate revenge for his son, but if he pushes the boat so smoothly, the probability of the little animal surviving will not be too great. Even if he can get away with it, then on the day he returns to Beijing, he can be punished for the crime of ignoring the emperor's orders and provoking the border, and this beast will have to pay the price.

There's nothing left to do about that little beast, so it's up to us to see what happens. But to this day, except for the little beast who must die, none of the people who have anything to do with him can be let go!

The old scoundrel of the British Duke couldn't move for the time being, but Cheng Minzheng, the left attendant of the Ministry of Rites, couldn't think about it. Cheng Minzheng's daughter has been married since she was a child and promised to the Su family, and almost the whole capital knows about it.

Moreover, this time, the daughter of the Cheng family has a lot of hands in it, although this matter is extremely secretive, but how can she hide it from him Li Dongyang? Now the official face can't deal with him, but who says that the official face can't make a move?

Not to mention, Cheng Minzheng, as the left waiter of the Ministry of Rites, is the marking officer of this township examination. Isn't his son's dethronement in the final analysis also the handiwork of Cheng Minzheng? In public and private, this account fell on Cheng Minzheng's head, and it is not considered that he has been wronged.

Li Dongyang sat in the chair, and the unlit study was dark and dark, like a ghost. In the shadows, his eyes flashed with a cold luster, and the chill that emanated invisibly made the temperature of the entire study seem to drop by several degrees......