【Chapter 53: Red Silk Dance on the Descending Pavilion】(2)
"There is a tall building in Huaqing Palace, called 'Descending Holy Pavilion', looking down from the attic, you can just see the courtyard in the right prime minister's house, but the distance is farther. Although the right minister can still see now, but some can not see clearly, everyone can hold the red silk in hand, go upstairs and wave, the minister will let the right minister wait in the courtyard, see the red silk, is to see everyone. ”
Seeing that Xiao Jiangyuan took the initiative to take a step back, Li Longji agreed and glanced at Bian Lingcheng: "You should be rewarded for thinking so much about my body, but if you hit the general in person, you should also be punished." I will give you a hundred pieces of silk, and when you have received twenty rods, the general will send you a reward. ”
Bian Lingcheng immediately thanked him and stepped back to receive the punishment.
Xiao Jiangyuan was a little stunned, and then saw Li Longji raise his eyebrows and smiled:
"Aren't you also old, and you want me to help you establish your authority?"
"Let everyone laugh, the minister will deal with this matter, everyone rest assured." Xiao Jiangyuan said that he and Li Longji set the time of meeting at the end of the day, and then went to Li Linfu's mansion in person to inform Li Linfu.
After listening to what Xiao Jiangyuan said, Li Xiu's disappointment was overflowing, while Li Linfu was much calmer, only slightly stunned at first. Seeing Xiao Jiangyuan looking at himself steadily, his eyes surging shallowly like rippling water, Li Linfu suddenly smiled, it was a rare gentleness. He bowed his head and said, "Okay." ”
Xiao Jiangyuan felt a blockage in his heart: "I ......"
"It doesn't matter." Li Linfu sighed slowly, "I know, you must have done your best." ”
Even if Li Longji is willing to come, there will be many people to stop him, such as the crown prince, such as the Yang family, such as those mediocre people in the court who have a grudge against him.
Predictable.
There was still half an hour before he arrived, and Li Linfu ordered the servants to carry him to the courtyard. He looked at the Descending Pavilion from afar, until a eunuch appeared above to guide the way, and then he hurriedly asked Li Xiu to help him stand up.
Xiao Jiangyuan helped Li Linfu on the other side. Seeing Li Longji appear in the Descending Pavilion in the ochre yellow clothes of the Son of Heaven, holding the red silk in her hand, she had mixed feelings for a while, and she didn't know what to say.
Li Longji not only held the red silk himself, but also let a group of palace eunuchs also hold it and dance with him. His voice could be faintly heard coming from afar: "Shiro ......"
But it didn't take long for Li Longji to turn around and leave, leaving only the palace eunuchs still waving that touch of red.
The red silk fluttered in the wind, like the smoke in the sky at sunset, scarlet and dazzling, and as bright as fire.
No matter what the flame is, there will be a day when it will be extinguished.
The moment Li Longji turned around, Li Linfu shook off the support of Xiao Jiangyuan and Li Xiu, and made a big bow alone and tremblingly. When he got up, he could no longer see the monarch he had looked up to all his life, but he still stared at the red silk steadily, as if he could touch it with his hand.
After this day, Li Linfu's illness became more and more serious, but Yang Guozhong received an edict from Li Longji announcing his return to Beijing.
Xiao Jiangyuan got Li Longji's permission and moved to live with Li Linfu, seeing that Li Linfu woke up less and slept more every day, he knew that he really didn't have long to live.
But one day, he woke up very early and asked Li Xiu to take his purple robe and dress him neatly. Xiao Jiangyuan asked him why he was like this, but he laughed and said:
"Today, a noble man shall come."
It didn't take long for a housekeeper to send a letter of worship, and it was Yang Guozhong who came to the door.
Li Linfu immediately ordered someone to invite Yang Guozhong in.
Yang Guozhong was still a little proud when he saw the desolation of Li Linfu's house, but as soon as he saw Li Linfu's appearance at the moment, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak, and he even forgot to do the salute for a while.
Is this still the Li Linfu who is arrogant and arrogant?
Hearing someone cough lightly, Yang Guozhong turned his eyes and found that Xiao Jiangyuan was also here.
Xiao Jiangyuan is here, which shows that the sage is also thinking about Li Linfu, Yang Guozhong no longer dares to hold it up, and salutes Li Linfu in a proper manner, but when he saw Li Linfu waving his hand, he said with a smile:
"When the brother slave is dead, the prince will be the prime minister. In the future, everything will be entrusted to Yang Gong. ”
Li Xiu couldn't help but sob. His father was going to be strong all his life, but he let out such a weak wail when he was dying. Even if his father admits defeat, how can he be Yang Guozhong, isn't it all for their incompetent children? When their father is above the officialdom, they can't be a useful help, but they still need the protection of their father, and they are really unfilial.
Yang Guozhong didn't expect that Li Linfu would have the day to bow to himself, and tried in vain to let him let his family go just by saying a word. This is clearly begging for mercy, but Yang Guozhong did not get the imaginary pleasure because of this, but felt that something was pressing on his heart, and it was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
He came to visit on an impromptu basis. Before coming here, he had guessed whether Li Linfu was pretending to be sick, but looking at this appearance, it was clear that the oil had run out and the lamp had dried up.
Li Linfu no longer threatens him, why does he still have this feeling of depression and fear?
He didn't stay long, and said goodbye after a few casual greetings, his steps were extremely fast, as if fleeing.
Xiao Jiangyuan personally sent Yang Guozhong to the door. Seeing him turn around and raise his head, and take a deep look at the word "Li Zhai" on the plaque, she hesitated, and finally said: "He entrusted this Tang Dynasty and the saint to Dr. Yang." ”
Yang Guozhong chuckled: "Why do you need him to entrust it?" ”
All of this was clearly won by himself with all his might.
Xiao Jiangyuan saw through Yang Guozhong's thoughts at a glance: "Does Doctor Yang think that if he becomes the prime minister, he will win?" ”
Yang Guozhong retracted his gaze, looked directly at Xiao Jiangyuan for the first time, and smiled slightly: "Otherwise? ”
The familiar handsome eyebrows and evil smile made Xiao Jiangyuan a little dazed. She lowered her eyes and smiled lightly: "For the sake of having an old relationship with Dr. Yang's ancestors, Xiao has a few pieces of advice: phase changes, cycle after cycle, and the right phase today is Dr. Yang's tomorrow." Dr. Yang may not believe it now, but Xiao thinks soon, Dr. Yang will understand. Leaving a way back for others is also to reserve a way out for yourself, the Yang family is cooking oil with fire, and everything should not be too desperate. ”
Hearing Xiao Jiangyuan say that he had an "old relationship" with the Zhang brothers, Yang Guozhong's expression was very playful: "General Xiao...... Is this interceding for the family of the right minister? ”
Xiao Jiangyuan straightened his back and saluted Yang Guozhong: "Xiao is here, congratulations to the new official of the right minister in advance, and I hope that the right minister will benefit the country and the monarch, and start well and finish well." ”
After sending Yang Guozhong away, Xiao Jiangyuan found that a familiar carriage had been parked outside Li Linfu's house. As if he heard no sound outside, the people in the carriage slowly walked out, and it was actually a tuck.
Xiao Jiangyuan didn't let Mao Ying follow him to Lishan, nor did he allow him to come over wantonly, and Mao Ying was obedient, that is......
"What are you asking him to do here?" Back in the bedroom, Xiao Jiangyuan asked Li Linfu.
"I once said that if I am in one day, Datang will settle down for one day, but I am dying." Li Linfu smiled a little helplessly, "Maybe in the past, I should have listened to Zhang Zishou's words and killed An Lushan, but now I'm afraid it's too late." An Lushan's appetite was fed, and his ambition was even greater than Yang Guozhong's, and Yang Guozhong alone couldn't suppress him. But I think that he has some sincerity towards the saint, and he will not be able to say what will happen to the saint in his lifetime. ”
"You mean, An Lushan has the opposite intentions?" Xiao Jiangyuan never thought about it. In her opinion, rebellion also depends on the timing, but also to be famous, those who succeeded, are all in the troubled times when tyrants and kings are rampant, and the world has been peaceful for a long time, and the young two generations of the Central Plains don't even know what the war looks like, and the resistance to the war can be imagined. Under such circumstances, if anyone dares to rebel, it is either too ambitious, or, like Xing He Wang before him, is stupid enough to lose his heart.
She just didn't like An Lushan very much before, and felt that An Lushan was in charge of the soldiers and horses of the three towns, and the power in his hands was too heavy, so he was afraid of threatening the imperial power, but seeing that he had always respected Li Longji, she didn't say anything. But if you think about it carefully, An Lushan is indeed not an ordinary person, nor is he a fool, let alone a Han from the Central Plains, he may not have those rules and regulations in his mind, and even Zhang Jiuling and Li Linfu said so, Xiao Jiangyuan can't help but believe it.
Seeing Li Linfu nodding, Xiao Jiangyuan felt more and more strange: "What does this have to do with Mao Ying?" ”
Li Linfu asked Li Xiu and the others to go out, leaving only Xiao Jiangyuan and Mao Ying, and said: "I want to persuade you one last time, give up the saint, whether to continue to raise a male pet, or simply marry him, leave Chang'an, return to the mountains and forests, and go to live a happy and comfortable life, which may not last long." ”
Seeing that Mao Ying was also surprised, but only looked at herself and didn't speak, Xiao Jiangyuan was silent and said, "If I don't agree, will you throw me and him in the carriage and send him away directly?" ”
“…… I did think that way. ”
"I'm not leaving." Xiao Jiangyuan smiled faintly, but his tone was extremely firm, "As long as he doesn't give up his power and throne, he is still him to me, and I won't give it up." I've been following him for forty years, and I can't let him go. ”
"I didn't know that you would be so stupid."
"A wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, and I am smart all my life, and it is not surprising to be stupid once."
"You're no different from when you were young, but I'm gray-haired and terminally ill......"
"How so? Even if the gray hair is hidden in the hood, the wrinkles on this face cannot be faked. ”
"Really...... But no matter what I think, you're the same as before......"
"Gonu keep your eyes open and take a good look?"
"Ah Yuan ......"
“…… I'm here. ”
“…… Cherish ......"
“…… I hear you. ”
In the eleventh year of Tianbao, on November 12, Kaifu Yi and the three divisions, the left servant of Shangshu and the right minister, the Shuofang Jiedu envoy, and Li Linfu, the prince of the Jin Kingdom, died of illness in the private residence of Lishan.
As soon as Li Linfu died, the crown prince, An Lushan and Yang Guozhong all breathed a long sigh of relief.
But the fighting never stopped, and it intensified.
On November 17, Yang Guozhong was honored as the right minister and secretary of the Ministry of Education.