Chapter 287: The Death of Song Ge Lao (3)

Song Weinan was not ambiguous this time, nor did he answer directly, but said, "You don't want to die?" ”

He looked at Bu Yuchuan, "You don't want to die, and the third son of Ning Guogong next to you who followed the investigation of the case is also dead?" ”

He laughed, "Even Sui Boying didn't dare to let Sui Lanshi follow him to do this, so he only blindly fell into party disputes, followed the prince and walked forward, and fought in the ring with King Jin, even so, he died in Jingtai for twenty-one years - are you willing to let your students know?" ”

Buyukawa fell silent again.

After a while, he asked again, "What about you?" ”

Song Weinan walked to the bookcase and sat down and poured himself a cup of tea.

Wen Yan muttered, "Me? ”

"Of course I have. I hated him for being high, so I also embarrassed him openly and secretly. ”

"He has always supported the crown prince, and I will support King Jin. I also left a fine work by the prince's side. ”

Buyukawa took a step forward and stared at him closely, "Who-"

Song Weinan: "Do you still remember that after Jingtai left Kyoto for Jizhou with his father and son in the twenty-first year, the prince suddenly wanted to win over the powerful people in Jiangnan?" ”

Bu Yuchuan bowed, "It is precisely because of this that the crown prince suffered the wrath of His Majesty, and when Boying learned the news, he hurried back to Beijing with Lan Shi." ”

Song Weinan: "The reason why the prince is like this is because I put a person next to him. ”

In the absence of his father and son, he lost his think tank and naturally sought advice from others. So, he came in handy. ”

Bu Yuchuan: "Isn't it his ancestor Lang Lin Duping?" ”

Song Weinan: "No. ”

He picked up the teacup, trembled and brought it to his lips, closed his eyes, and took a slow sip.

Then, he poured himself another glass, took a sip of it, and then laughed, smashed the cup on the ground, and smashed it, "I'll tell you, it's Zhao Xinping beside him." ”

Bu Yuchuan frowned, "Zhao Xinping? ”

He had never heard of this man.

Song Weinan: "Of course, he's dead. Zhao Xinping is the East Palace where Jingtai has been in the East Palace for ten years, and has been a eunuch by the prince's side since he was a child. The eunuch can always understand the heart of the master, and when he has received my benefits, he will naturally do things for me. ”

"On weekdays, I help the prince do some small things, say some small ideas, and do things for the prince, and gradually raise and raise, and the prince trusts him very much."

When he said this, he sneered, "I don't dare to let him have an accident at all, from the tenth year of Jingtai to the twenty-first year of Jingtai, Zhao Xinping only made one move, that is, to instigate the prince to go to the emperor to talk about the taxation of Jiangnan." ”

"I thought it wouldn't be successful once, but who knows, the prince actually did it."

"He's like his father, too greedy, too greedy......"

"So, kill Sui Boying, I have a share, he has a share, and the emperor has a share...... As for the rest ......"

He spurted out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on the Buddhist scriptures that had never been opened, staining the scriptures that he did not dare to declare in his mouth when he was young, but he loved them so much.

Bu Yuchuan was surprised, and rushed over to support him, "Weinan, what's wrong with you?" ”

Song Weinan had blood in his mouth, tried to keep his waist straight, and said with difficulty: "I'm going to die." ”

Bu Yuchuan looked at the tea he had just drunk, and said hatefully: "Things are still turning around, why are you killing yourself!" ”

Song Weinan's blood was stained on his hands, he stretched out his hand, tried hard to hold Bu Yuchuan's hand, and said, "I was, I once wanted to be you, how good are you...... Even Sui Boying admires you. ”

"But we can't be you after all, follow Boying to die for his way, and I am willing to die for my way today."

He spit out another mouthful of blood, convulsed several times, gritted his teeth, and said with all his strength: "Sui Boying thinks that his Tao is the right way, and thinks that my Tao is crooked and heretical, but more than ten years have passed, Jiangnan is still safe, Jiangnan students, no matter how poor they are, as long as he has the heart to learn, he can study in the academy, these, are these also wrong?" ”

"In my life, I am also doing practical things, and I am also making a living for the people, what have I done wrong......"

"If it weren't for generations of Jiangnan officials who cleared the way for them in the court, how could he become the crown prince and the prince with Boying, a man from a farming family!"

"Eat what is outside the grill, everyone will be punished-"

His hand fell slowly, and his eyes were a little blank, "Go and tell Your Majesty, I framed Sui Boying, he is not corrupt, he is innocent, I am the filthy person, I am going to hell." ”

"I'm going to die...... If you don't rain river, I'm going to die......"

He closed his eyes.

Bu Yuchuan trembled and stretched out his hand to probe in front of his nose, and closed his eyes in pain, "Weinan...... Weinan ...... Why bother, is it worth it? ”

He still remembers that when Song Weinan first came to Kyoto, he wrote him a greeting post.

He still remembered that after Song Weinan saw him for the first time, his eyes were full of respect.

After all, the young man of the year has become the white bone of today.

He cried out bitterly, his heart ached, Ning Shuo and Shen Chi, who were standing under the porch, glanced at each other, walked back a few steps in disbelief, and then turned the corner, and saw the son of the Song family wearing filial piety clothes, wearing linen and filial piety, tied with white silk cloth, holding a letter in his hand and walking towards this side step by step with a sad expression.

Behind him are the heirs of the Song family who have all changed into filial piety clothes.

From the eldest son in his thirties and forties to a young child in his thirties and forties, he walked to the door of the room in great sorrow, knelt down in unison, and shouted in a loud voice after several trembling moments: "Father, you go first-"

The door opened.

Buyuchuan appeared at the door, and the son of the Song family still held the fold and said loudly: "Boss, my father said that after he died, please transfer this fold to Your Majesty, and all of them are in it." ”

He said......"

He raised his head, with tears in his eyes, and said word by word: "He said, please be fair to your old man." ”

"Just one justice."

Bu Yuchuan lowered his eyes, didn't move for a long time, and then took a solemn step back back, bowed down to take the recital in his hand, and turned to leave without saying a word.

Behind him, Song Weinan was blind.

In front of him, Ning Shuo was staring at him with concern.

He thought of Song Weinan's words again.

"You don't want to die, what about your students?"

Buyuchuan paused, covered his heart, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He knew very well that he was already at the end of his crossbow.

It's only been a few days.

He was unwilling, but he was not at ease.

His eyes were dark, and before he fell, he seemed to see Lan Shi running towards him.

Lan Shi called out to him: "Sir-"

Lan Shi...... I'm coming to you.

You...... Do you hate me?

There are three watches in the evening.

There must be.