◆ Medicine and medicine do not die of disease, and the Buddha is destined to be a person.

If people are bent on death, even if you are Hua Tuo reincarnated and Bian Que reborn, you will not be able to save it.

When Sun Yuan first saw Zhang Zhidong, he felt that although he was lacking in qi, he was in good spirits, and he should be fine, and he could recover after a period of rest. But carefully deducing his words, I found a hint of ominous aura in them, as if his heart was dead, looking back on his life and explaining the future.

With a heavy heart, Sun Yuanqi said goodbye and left the study.

When he was about to reach the gate, he heard Zhang Renquan shouting behind him: "Master Sun, you stay!" ”

Sun Yuanqi hurriedly stopped, turned around and asked, "Mr. Zhang, what are you doing?" ”

Zhang Renquan ran to him out of breath and handed Sun Yuanqi a few books in his hand: "These are the writings of my father in his early years, which are quite beneficial to scholars who study China's inherent knowledge. In the book, my father repeatedly argued that Chinese scholars should take middle school as the body and Western learning as the use; Learning from middle school should know flexibility, learning from the West should know the source of the heart. Just now, I said that I was a little lacking in middle school, so my father ordered me to find these three kinds of books and give them to adults, hoping that adults can read them when they have time. ”

Sun Yuanqi took a general look, which were "Bibliography Q&A", "Xuanyu", and "Persuasion", and wrote with his fists in his fist at the moment: "There is Lao Xiangshuai who bothered!" After the younger generation goes back, he must read it carefully and live up to the meaning of Xiang Shuai's fist. ”

In the following days, in addition to actively preparing for the construction of the Jingshi Library, Sun Yuanqi paid more attention to Zhang Zhidong's condition, and there was no shortage of such news in the capital and newspapers: today Zhang Fu invited a famous Chinese medicine doctor from Huichun Hall, which seemed to have no effect; Tomorrow, Zhang Fu invited a Japanese doctor, but it didn't seem to work; The eldest prince of Zhang Fu went to visit German and British doctors again, and heard that the curative effect was very good, but the diet was reduced and the spirit was exhausted······ Overall, the confusion is mixed with heart-pounding changes

And Zhang Zhidong has also been taking sick leave, from five days to five days of leave, then to ten days of leave, and finally to twenty days of leave.

On the morning of the 21st day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar (October 4th of the Western calendar), the military aircraft department received Zhang Zhidong's request to drive away the excerpts of various defects. The military machine Zhang Jing was like holding a hot potato, and hurriedly sent it to the regent Zaifeng.

Zaifeng was greatly surprised when he saw that in the text, "all the messengers will be sent away, so that they can temporarily relieve their burdens and recuperate", and said to Shi Xu, who was writing on the side: "Boxuan, Nanpi Shangshu asked to open the shortage, what does this mean?" ”

Shi Xu was taken aback, and the sheep's hair pen suddenly pointed out a big ink stain on the paper: "What? Let me see! He put down his pen as he spoke, and took the fold from Zaifeng's hand.

Zaifeng's face was a little displeased: "That day, the king did have some radical words, but it was also for the country and the people, and he didn't mean to target Nanpi." After the death of the Empress Dowager Xiaoqin, the king always relied on him and never changed it. Why should Nanpi lose his temper again? ”

Shixu closed the fold with a "snap", and his face was solemn: "Lord Wang, I'm afraid the Ministry of Rites is going to ask for Nanpi." ”

According to the practice of the Qing Dynasty, after a minister was seriously ill or had just died, if he should be given a nickname, the Ministry of Rites would first play a request. After the emperor's approval, the cabinet will draw up four words and hand them over to the emperor for personal decision. The so-called "Ministry of Rites wants to ask for incense" is to vaguely say that "the time for Zhang Zhidong to go is not far away".

"Well, what do you mean?" Zaifeng was just in charge of the government, and he didn't understand it for a while.

It is not surprising that Emperor Liu of the Han Yuan Dynasty also made this kind of mistake back then. At that time, not long after Liu Gang ascended the throne, Honggong and Shi Xian framed Xiao Wangzhi, and used an officialdom term: "Please summon the court captain." Liu didn't know that "the confessor summoned Tingwei" meant to send him to Qincheng Prison for prison food, and according to the literal understanding, he thought that he was asking the president of the Supreme Court to ask for questioning. In vain, Xiao Wangzhi was locked up in prison and fed lice for a period of time.

Shi Xu had no choice but to say directly: "Lord Wang, I'm afraid he will only be in the past few days." ”

"Isn't it? A few days ago, there was still a lot of traffic in front of Zhang's house, and it was crowded, how could he be seriously ill? Zaifeng was visibly skeptical.

Shi continued: "Nanpi has been an official in the court for more than 40 years, and he has been in the prime minister, how can he not have some protégés? I heard that Nanpi was seriously ill, so I naturally wanted to visit him. Lord Wang, not all the people who block the door are those who seek to welcome officials! ”

Zaifeng was speechless for a long time before he said: "Bo Xuan, in case Nanpi passes away, should I add a Han man to enter the military plane?" ”

Shi Xu squeezed his fist hard and barely suppressed his anger: "Lord, Nanpi has done his best for the country, and he is one of the only remaining ministers of the previous dynasty. Now that you are seriously ill, should you visit Zhangfu? ”

"You and I are on duty at the Military Aircraft Department this morning, and there are so many twists and turns, where is the time? Another day! With that, Zaifeng picked up a book on the table and read it.

Shi Xu's face changed a few times, and he said coldly: "Lord Wang, these twists and turns can be approved at any time, but Zhang Zhidong can't be visited at any time!" In case he dies today, won't you, my lord, chill the hearts of the loyal ministers and righteous people in the world? ”

Zaifeng buried his head in the fold and didn't say a word.

Shi Xu got up and came to Zaifeng, knelt down respectfully and bowed, and said in a loud voice: "The slave implores the regent to move to Zhang's mansion!" ”

Zaifeng didn't expect that the continuation of the world, who has always been a good person, would be more serious today, so he had to sigh and put down the recital: "Okay, it's all up to you." ”

Half an hour later, the eight-carried sedan chair surrounded by the guards squeaked and came to Zhang's mansion. I don't know if it was cleared in advance, or I learned that Zhang Zhidong was seriously ill, and the alley in front of the door was empty

Zhang Renquan, Zhang Renkan and other heirs of Zhang's house heard the news and hurriedly opened the door of the mansion to greet them. Zaifeng got off the sedan chair and helped up Zhang Renquan, who was kneeling on the ground: "Zeng Cai, how is Xiang Weng's health these days?" ”

Zhang Zhidong's illness has been more than two months, and Zhang Renquan, as the eldest son, does not dare to leave an inch, and he is already haggard. Hearing Zaifeng Culture, two lines of tears suddenly flowed out of his eyes: "Four days ago, my father's diet was reduced, and he even didn't eat water and rice, and he even vomited out of medicine. The day before yesterday, my body improved slightly, and I dictated the carelessness, and the fate was sparse. Yesterday, the condition recurred, and when I was awake, I read the recital on the sickbed, changed a few words slightly, and ordered to enter the palace by courier. After that, he was unconscious, and he could only hang with ginseng soup······"

Zaifeng stroked Zhang Renquan's arm and comforted: "Later, let the Internal Affairs Office send a few taels of old ginseng over and use them for Xiang Weng." Zeng Cai doesn't have to worry about it, the Xiangongji people have their own natural appearance, and they will slowly get better after a while. ”

When I entered Zhang's Mansion, I felt that the atmosphere was even more depressing. From the crack in the open door of the wing, you can see many servants cutting fire paper and sewing filial piety clothes. At this moment, Zhang Zhidong had been carried to the bed in the main room, covered with a new single quilt.

At the moment when Zaifeng entered the door, Zhang Zhidong actually woke up, and after looking at it for a long time with cloudy eyes, he realized that it was Zaifeng: "Lord, you are here." The old minister was sick and fragmented, and he couldn't get up to greet him, and he hoped to forgive his sins. ”

Zhang Zhidong was already thin, and he was even thinner in the past two months. When Zaifeng saw Zhang Zhidong's face, he immediately thought of the Empress Dowager Cixi, who had just died less than a year ago. Cixi died of dysentery, and she was so skinny before she died. Zaifeng tried to control the urge to turn his head, and forced a smile: "Xiang Weng is polite!" Your husband is loyal to the country and has a reputation, so he must take good care of it. ”

Zhang Zhidong said word by word: "The public is loyal to the country, and the ministers dare not be; Honest and selfless, dare not be reluctant. ”

Zaifeng immediately understood that Zhang Zhidong was targeting him in the imperial court to install Zai Xun, Zaitao, Yulang and other close relatives of the clan, and advised him to be "honest and selfless" and not nepotism. After a long time, he replied: "Don't think too much about it, you must meditate and recuperate." ”

Zhang Zhidong shook his head with difficulty: "It's time for the old minister to go underground to accompany the Empress Dowager Xiaoqin and Emperor Dezongjing." ”

Zaifeng stood up and said lightly: "As the saying goes, Ji people have their own natural appearance. Xiang Weng recuperates with peace of mind and strives for an early recovery, and the Military Aircraft Department is indispensable for you to be old. ”

Zhang Zhidong made a few "ho-ho" sounds and fell into a coma again.

When he woke up again, it was already six or seven o'clock in the afternoon, Zaifeng had already been gone for a long time, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone obliquely into the house. As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard the surprised voices of several sons: "Father! ”

Zhang Zhidong felt as if his body had sunk to the ground, he had regained his health, and he had strength in his body, so he struggled to sit up. provoked the surrounding wives, concubines, children and grandchildren to exclaim.

Back to light? Zhang Zhidong didn't know whether he was happy or sad in his heart, and glanced around before saying, "The descendants of the Zhang family stay, and the others go out first." ”

The people around him knew that he was going to confess his last words, and they all withdrew in tears, and the children and grandchildren knelt down in the order of each room. The eldest son, Zhang Renquan, endured his grief: "Please give instructions to my father." ”

Zhang Zhidong said: "I know that my fate is on the verge of death, and before I die, I want to tell you a few words, you must remember it firmly: don't live up to the country's grace, don't fall into the family, don't fight for property, don't go into the lewd, and you will know the distinction between the righteousness and benefit of the gentleman and the villain." ”

"We've got it!" The children and grandchildren agreed in unison.

"Zeng Chip, you repeat it." Zhang Zhidong nodded his eldest son, Zhang Ren, with his thin fingers

The children and grandchildren respectfully retold it, and Zhang Zhidong pointed out the mistakes one by one. In this scene, it seems that the old man who is teasing his grandson is checking the schoolwork of his children and grandchildren.

Seeing that everyone was reciting correctly, Zhang Zhidong smiled and nodded: "Okay, you can just write it down." Zeng Chip, go and bring me the father's legacy and read it to me. ”

Zhang Renquan hurriedly got up, went to the study to retrieve the notebook that had already been written, and began to read aloud.

Seeing his father's face gradually darkening and the flame of life extinguished little by little, the youngest son Zhang Renli finally couldn't help crying. This sound was like a fuse, and there was a suppressed cry in the main hall, and Zhang Renquan was choked up and couldn't speak.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhidong smiled and comforted his children and grandchildren: "Looking back on his life for his father, reading is to solve the yuan and explore flowers, and entering the government is the governor and military aircraft." At home, they stand up and walk the way, and make a name for themselves in future generations to show their parents; In the court, he was loyal to the monarch and served the country, did his best, and died. What's not to be satisfied with? The saint Confucius lived seventy-three times, and he also lived seventy-three times as a father, which is not a short life. In that case, why are you crying? Don't cry anymore. ”

The more he persuaded him, the more his children and grandchildren cried.

Zhang Zhidong's most admired ancients in his life first recommended Su Shi, so he learned Su Shi's font, learned Su Shi's poetic style, and even imitated it in his behavior, among which the thick beard has always been his proudest. At this moment, Zhang Zhidong found that his beard was a little unkempt and messy, so he habitually raised his hand to tidy it up, and as soon as he lifted it halfway, his strength suddenly disappeared, and his arm fell down heavily.

"Father's ——!" Zhang Renquan shouted heartbrokenly.

The entire Zhang Mansion suddenly burst into tears. Clear