"Ahh

Yang Sichang was awakened by a nightmare and was covered in a cold sweat.

"Sir!"

The old butler, who heard the voice, hurried in from outside.

He saw the towel on the old man's forehead fall to the ground, and stepped forward to pick it up.

"Master, you are just seriously ill, and you need to recuperate."

The old butler persuaded.

Due to the anxiety about the front-line war, and it was the turn of winter and spring, Yang Sichang fell ill.

The doctor diagnosed that Yang Sichang was infected with a cold, and he only needed to take a pair of medicines and cover his sweat with a quilt.

"I'm much better." Yang Sichang gasped, "Did Yang Shien have a report from the palace?" ”

Clearly, he hadn't recovered from his nightmare.

Yang Shien, the deputy commander-in-chief, led the Chu soldiers and was ordered to pursue and suppress the remnants of Li Zicheng.

The old butler replied, "No." ”

Yang Sichang wiped the sweat on his head with the towel handed by the maid, but caught a glimpse of the old housekeeper's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping.

"Still say no? You're all written on your face. ”

Yang Sichang threw the towel into the copper basin.

The old housekeeper knew that he couldn't hide it, so he had to say: "Master, this matter has nothing to do with Yang Shien, it was Governor Sun who had an accident." ”

"Governor Sun? That Governor Sun! ”

Yang Sichang's mind was still a little confused, and he didn't expect it for a while.

"It's Sun Chuanting, the governor of Shaanxi."

"What? How is he! Yang Sichang glared.

"Governor Sun suppressed thieves in Shaanxi, and there was a shortage of money and food. So he asked the local squire to solicit it, and was jointly impeached by the squire, and His Majesty sent Governor Sun to prison, and the mansion was reported on the table. ”

In ancient times, out of their own needs, scholars socialized a lot.

In particular, there are many letters and newspapers.

The official will choose his henchmen to be his personal butlers, and deal with this kind of entertainment by copying, responding, and consulting.

"How so!" Yang Sichang covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed a few times.

The old housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward to beat Yang Sichang's back and soothe his breath.

Yang Sichang felt better, and said: "Why is the imperial court always repeated, since it has decided to guard against Yang Chengying externally, it should stick to the end." Changing the commander halfway is a big taboo. ”

"Master, you are already the secretary of the military department, how can you still have such words."

The old housekeeper was relieved: "If the imperial court is not repeated, Xiong Tingbi and Yuan Chonghuan will not have a tragic end." ”

"Shh

Yang Sichang was taken aback and hurriedly asked the old housekeeper to shut up.

Then he looked left and right to make sure that no outsiders were present, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

There are some things that you don't dare to say.

"Pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are waiting, and I want to write a recital." Yang Sichang commanded.

"Master, you have just recovered from a serious illness......

"Don't talk nonsense, go quickly!"

"Yes." The old butler stepped back.

Yang Sichang changed his clothes under the service of the maid and walked to the study.

Sitting on the chair, facing the flat white paper, he put his hand on his forehead, and waited until he felt better, and then picked up the pen to write the note.

Yang Sichang's writing is excellent, and his writing is like a god, and in an instant, more than 3,000 words can be said to be completed in one go.

The old housekeeper glanced at it and exclaimed, "Master, why are you interceding for Governor Sun, he is the edict that His Majesty personally ordered to enter." ”

"You know what. I'm a 'golden cicada shell'! ”

Yang Sichang held his forehead and said weakly: "Temporary scheduling, I'm not good at it." Sitting in the rear, enough food and soldiers is my forte.

When Sun Chuanting was in Shaanxi, Zhang Xianzhong could not break through the defense line he arranged several times, and his talent was not under Hong Chengchou. With him in charge, there is hope for the pacification of the thieves. ”

As he spoke, a servant ran in with a panicked look.

"The master's big thing is not good, Yang Shien and Luo Anbang fell into the siege of the thief army, and they died in battle."

The servant said breathlessly.

Yang Sichang was stunned, tens of thousands of Chu soldiers were defeated by less than a thousand thieves.

No, how can a thousand people surround tens of thousands of Chu soldiers?

Yang Sichang patted his forehead and said sharply: "Tell me the details truthfully." ”

The servant told the whole story.

It turned out that Yang Shien and Luo Anbang under the command of Fang Kongzhi were greedy for merit, and without waiting for the arrival of the Yuan soldiers, they led the army to attack and were besieged by Li Zicheng in Xiangyouping.

Along with Li Zicheng, there were also peasant armies such as Luo Rucai and Hui Dengxiang.

Yang Sichang was shocked.

He grabbed the music on the table and tore it to pieces.

This was not enough, and he asked his subordinates to bring a brazier and burn it to the ground.

"Master, what are you doing here?" The old butler was puzzled.

Yang Sichang stared at the flames burning in the basin and said: "The vitality of the Chu soldiers is greatly injured, if I play the emperor at this time, it will be regarded as shirking responsibility, and even His Majesty thinks that there is no way to dispatch, and I will never be able to turn over." ”

He hurried back to the table and wrote a new note on the desk.

In the song, he put the blame on Fang Kongzhi, saying that it was Fang Kongzhi who underestimated the enemy's rash advance and did not follow his arrangement to cause a fiasco.

In an instant, another piece of more than 4,000 words was written.

After Yang Sichang checked it, he let out a long breath.

He asked people to send it out, and then turned to the old butler and said, "Send someone to Tongtianguan and call Yao Zongzhong." ”

"Master, Yao Zongzhong is not in the Taoist temple." The old butler looked embarrassed.

Yang Sichang's eyes lit up: "Where is he?" ”

"In ...... In Wangchun Pavilion. ”

"What's that?" Yang Sichang has never been there.

"Green ...... Qinglou. ”

When Yang Sichang heard this, he changed color: "Go!" Arrest this pervert priest for me. You personally take someone to arrest him, and he will appear in front of me whatever he looks like in the Qinglou. ”

Seeing that the old man was furious, the old housekeeper dared to slack off and hurried out.

Yang Sichang sat down, lying on the desk and coughing violently.

He felt like his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were going to cough up.

As the saying goes: "Illness comes like a mountain, and illness is like a thread." ”

Yang Sichang couldn't help but think of the days when he and Yang Cheng should be hunting in Liaodong.

It was a snowy day.

The two rode horses, armed with firearms, and chased the herd of deer through the valley.

At that time, I was in such a good body.

After only a short period of recollection, Yang Sichang coughed violently again.

Before it was right, half an hour had passed since the old housekeeper left, and the disheveled Yao Zongzhong appeared in front of Yang Sichang.

Yang Sichang circled around him: "What a Taoist priest with a stinky skin, he actually went to the Qinglou to drink flower wine!" Let me ask you, where is Luo Rucai? ”

"In ......" Yao Zongzhong couldn't answer.

He was extremely smart, and knew that if Luo Rucai was still with Zhang Xianzhong, the Yang Pavilion would not find him.

Where did Luo Rucai go? Yao Zongzhong didn't know.

Yang Sichang snorted coldly and said, "What did you do, Pontus will not pursue it now, you immediately go to Yiling and secretly meet Luo Rucai."

You tell him that I will allow him to be the first to do both ends, but not to let him spoil my great things.

If he didn't leave Li Zicheng, Pontudan would not treat him differently from Zhang Xianzhong.

At that point, let him do what he wants. ”

Yao Zongzhong listened, his body trembling like chaff.

He knew that he was in a big trouble this time.

But he couldn't understand how Luo Rucai and Li Zicheng got together again.

After Yang Sichang finished speaking, Yao Zongzhong said:

"Poor Dao must convey these words to Luo Rucai and persuade him to separate from Li Ziyi."