In Chang'an City and the entire Han Empire, the only government that can let Huo Guang, the general, personally come to the door, is probably Yang Chang's Prime Minister's Mansion.

With the arrival of Huo Guang, the Prime Minister's Mansion, which had been silent for a long time, finally regained some vitality and vitality.

Since Yang Chang fell ill, the atmosphere in the Prime Minister's Mansion has been getting lower and lower day by day.

At the beginning, the officials in the mansion still fantasized that Yang Chang would be able to recover. But it wasn't long before they lost that luxury completely.

And yesterday, when Yang Chang told the Son of Heaven about Zhishi's recital, this depressed atmosphere came to a peak.

Once a son of heaven and a courtier, this sentence makes sense in any government.

Once Yang Chang is a scholar, he will naturally not be able to stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion anymore.

And those subordinate officials who take shelter from the rain under the big tree of the prime minister will also lose their shelter in an instant, and they will have to wait for the "fall" of the new prime minister.

Especially those subordinates in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

When Yang Chang was there, they were the most trusted; But Yang Chang fell, and they would be the first to be cleared out by their replacements.

Everyone is in danger, how can the atmosphere in the house be so good?

The iron-clad general, the prime minister of flowing water.

After Emperor Xiaozhao ascended the throne, there were many prime ministers, and each term of office was not long.

Yang Chang has been the prime minister for two years, Huo Guang has never visited the door, and as soon as the recital of Zhishi was published yesterday, the general came today.

People naturally knew why Huo Guang came, even if they were displeased, they didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and the officials took Huo Guang to the back house.

The ladies of the Yang Mansion had already avoided in advance, only Yang Chang's eldest son Yang Zhong and young son Yang Yun were waiting in the courtyard, and when they saw Huo Guang walking in, Yang Zhong immediately took Yang Yun to greet him.

"The little nephew Yang Zhong asked the general An."

"The little nephew Yang Yun asked the general An."

"Don't be polite, the old man has an edict from the county official here, take me to see Ling Zun."

Yang Zhong and Yang Yun looked at each other, as if there was some hesitation.

"What's wrong?"

"My father fell ill again last night, and his face was unbearable, and I am afraid that he frightened the general."

"It's okay, the word of heaven is the most important thing."

"No."

After Yang Zhong finished speaking, he took Huo Guang to the depths of the house, and after passing through a few courtyard gates, Huo Guang came to the outside of Yang Chang's bedroom.

As soon as he walked in, he smelled a strong smell of medicine.

A few months ago, Emperor Xiaozhao was seriously ill, and Huo Guang could always smell such a smell when he was in Weiyang Palace.

Huo Guang frowned slightly, a little unhappy in his heart.

"General, my father is in the house."

"Well, I'll wait in."

After raising his feet and walking a few steps, Huo Guang came to the house and saw Yang Chang lying on the bed at a glance.

No wonder Yang Zhong hesitated just now, this Yang Chang's face is really a little "hideous".

The eyes are crooked, the mouth is slanted, the beard is scattered, saliva is flowing out of the mouth, and the throat makes a whirring phlegm sound, how can there be the majesty of the head of the hundred officials in the past.

After seeing Huo Guang come in, Yang Chang, who had closed his eyes tightly, opened his eyes slightly, and after a flash of light, his chest rose and fell strongly.

In this dark and dark bedroom, the smell of medicine is even stronger.

And in this medicinal smell, there is a trace of the stench of feces and urine, although it has been covered up a lot by the smell of medicine, but it is still smelled by Huo Guang.

Huo Guang didn't move forward, but stopped two feet away from the bed.

Before coming, Huo Guang once doubted whether Yang Chang was pretending to be sick, and wanted to win the sympathy of the Son of Heaven.

Pretending to be sick can't be so similar, since it's really sick, then there is no more use.

Yang Chang was useless.

When Yang Zhong saw Huo Guang stop, he naturally guessed the reason, and hurriedly brought the couch, put it behind Huo Guang, and hurriedly urged Yang Yun to open the doors and windows.

Huo Guang looked back at the couch that Yang Zhong had prepared for him, but he didn't sit down, and the smell here made him not want to stay longer for a moment.

"The county magistrate has an edict."

Yang Zhong and Yang Yun immediately bowed down, and even Yang Chang, who was already unable to move, moved, and seemed to want to get up.

But Yang Chang was already about to run out of oil, and the slightest movement made him cough sharply again.

"Yang Gong is seriously ill, so there is no need to be polite, Your Majesty will not be surprised." After pacifying Yang Chang, Huo Guang said to Yang Zhong and Yang Yun again, "Get up and take care of your father." ”

"No!"

After the second son of the Yang family got up, he poured water and patted his back, and after a busy time, Yang Chang coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm as green as jade, and his panting calmed down a lot.

Huo Guang coughed lightly twice and indifferently read the Son of Heaven's message.

"Anping Marquis Yang Chang, acting unsteadily, has a negative grace, and even lost his honor in the court, I remember his merits, and can play Zhishi, still do not lose the demeanor of a courtier, so he is not investigated, he is allowed to sue the old Zhishi, and give a thousand gold, a thousand horses."

Huo Guang finished reading the edict of the Son of Heaven, but he will naturally issue another edict tomorrow, but the result is absolutely impossible to change.

"Yang Gong may hear clearly?"

Of course, Yang Chang heard it clearly, his mouth opened and closed, as if he was about to say something, but he was speechless, and even Yang Zhong and Yang Yun beside him didn't know what he wanted to say.

"Does Yang Gong want to be grateful? If he is sick, Yang Gong doesn't have to be polite. Huo Guang said with his hands behind his back, without the slightest pity and sympathy, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him - this matter really had nothing to do with him.

But Yang Chang didn't give up, his cloudy eyes stared at Huo Guang deadly, and his whole body desperately wanted to sit up.

Yang Zhong and Yang Yun wanted to let Yang Chang lie back on the bed, but no matter how they persuaded him, Yang Chang, who was no longer able to speak, refused to lie down.

The sallow, wrinkled face, like a ripe shrimp, grew redder and redder, so much so that some black could be seen.

Huo Guang naturally knew why Yang Chang was struggling like this, but he didn't plan to do anything.

"Yang Gong, is there anything else you can't rest assured?" Huo Guang asked coldly and knowingly.

Yang Zhong and Yang Yun also came back to their senses, and they suddenly realized that it might be that Yang Chang had come to the last moment.

They hurriedly asked, "Father, but is there something at home that you can't worry about?" ”

Yang Chang struggled, raised his bone-like hand tremblingly, and slowly stretched out two fingers.

He raised his hand with great difficulty, his eyes were still staring at Huo Guang, and he actually had a bit of resentment.

"Father, do you mean that the reward of a thousand gold and a thousand horses is too much to be rewarded?" Yang Zhong asked.

Yang Chang shook his head, the red brought by the breath had spread to his neck.

"Is my father worried about the Son of Heaven of Weiyang Palace and the Queen Mother of Changle Palace?" Yang Yun asked.

Yang Chang shook his head, the red on his face gradually decreased, but the black became more and more.

"Is my father thinking about the fact that two months later, the imperial court will go to the Xiongnu?"

As soon as Yang Zhong finished speaking, the two fingers that Yang Chang stretched out shook violently, and his arm suddenly loosened.

After another sound in his throat, his eyes widened, and his slightly open mouth was only the breath that went out, and there was no breath that went in.

In an instant, the red and black color on his face faded, and the whole person quickly turned pale, and there was no longer life.

Yang Chang, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, just went.

Yang Zhong and Yang Yun threw themselves on Yang Chang's body and cried loudly.

"The nephew's day is mourning, the old man will fight for a nickname for Yang Gong."

After saying this, Huo Guang turned around and left.

What Yang Chang's two fingers represented, only Huo Guang knew alone.

Today's work is busy, and there may be no way to change 10,000 a day during this time, so I guarantee that I will be more 5,000 a day!

(End of chapter)