"Hahahahaha..."Li Zhi suddenly laughed.

"Okay, that's right, Di Renjie takes the order!"

Di Renjie stepped forward and bowed.

Li Zhi looked down at him, and said in a loud voice: "Di Renjie, it is a great achievement for you to propose this matter, so give two hundred silk!" ”

Di Renjie shook his head: "Minister, don't accept it!" ”

Li Zhi's face was stunned: "Why?" ”

Di Renjie said lightly: "Weichen is ordered by the emperor, and everything he does is within his own responsibility, this is useless, and he can't receive it!" ”

Li Zhi walked down slowly.

"Di Renjie, what you have done over the years, I think you can see and hear it, and now you treat me with sincerity."

"It has established righteousness for my Tang Dynasty, is this futile? That's a great achievement! ”

Di Renjie knew that he couldn't hide, so he said: "Since Your Majesty is like this, then Weichen thank Your Majesty for your holy grace." ”

Li Zhi patted Di Renjie on the shoulder and whispered, "You are very good, I appreciate you very much!" ”

After saying that, Li Zhi laughed and returned to the dragon chair.

Before he could say anything more, he saw a servant suddenly fall to his knees outside the main hall.

"Enlighten the two saints! Slaves have something to do! ”

Li Zhi raised his eyes and looked, this slave was the one who took care of the Yang family's daily life, why did he look so flustered?

"Say!"

"After Mrs. Rongguo had a cold night and lost her appetite, she just ... It's already... Second Holy Day! ”

Smack!

Wu Meiniang's palm shook and shattered the wine glass on the table.

How so? A few days ago, she went to see it in person, and her health was obviously not bad.

At this moment, the whole banquet was quiet, and no one dared to have a smiling face, and no matter whether the slave was in line with the rules or not, they all prostrated on the ground and persuaded them to mourn.

Wu Meiniang suddenly felt empty in her heart.

Sometimes she thinks that her mother is very good at making trouble for her, but when she hears that she has died, a tear also slides down her cheek silently.

There was no howling and crying, no screaming, Wu Meiniang was like a still portrait, sitting there.

Only tears fell to the ground like pearls, clattering down the chin.

....

A few days passed.

Zhou Zhong Xiaogong, the wife of Wu Shi Tong, Yang Zhen, the wife of Rongguo, died of illness in the Wannian Palace.

The Yang family has gone through the Sui and Tang dynasties, Sui Wen, Sui Yang, Gaozu, Taizong, Li Zhi, and the five dynasties.

This life can be regarded as a living scenery, and there are no regrets.

And Wu Meiniang also has a clear conscience, and she Wu Meiniang has tried her best to meet Yang's various proposals.

If there were any complaints about the Yang family before, now there is nothing.

Only then did she recall that everything her mother had done, although she was greedy, was all to consolidate the Yang family and consolidate her position.

Even when she was at her rarest, Yang walked out of the temple and went around asking for help for her, moving outside and adding connections.

Even though her mother has been a little biased in recent years, has done many things that do not go her way, and even made some unspeakable things, she Wu Meiniang still chooses to tolerate it.

Since Yang's death, Wu Meiniang has not eaten water for two consecutive days, and Li Zhi has been very generous in order to comfort her.

first ordered Yang to be posthumously presented as Mrs. Lu Guotai, and then gave him the title of loyalty.

As for the burial, everything is simple, according to what Yang once said.

After her death, she did not want to be buried with the samurai, and wanted to return to the Yang family's hometown.

Many ministers expressed their understanding of this, after all, the matter between the Wu family and the Yang family, paper can't contain the fire, and her Yang family is worried that after being buried with the warrior Tong, she will be spurned by people surnamed Wu!

The funeral was all handed over to Wu Meiniang, and Wu Minzhi, as the successor of the duke, wore filial piety clothes to keep a funeral.

Just when Wu Meiniang was still here to keep filial piety, Gao Lishi suddenly ran over with an anxious face and sweating profusely.

"... Fast! His Majesty's wind disease recurred, and when he went to court, he suddenly fainted in the Taiji Hall! ”

"What!?" When Wu Meiniang heard this, she immediately put away her mourning and hurried back to Chang'an.

And she didn't notice that when she was far away, Wu Minyi stared at her figure with a cold face.

....

Inside the Tai Chi Palace.

Li Zhiping was lying on the bed.

Liu Shenwei has acupuncture in one hand and grinding unknown herbs in the other.

Nearby, Li Hong, Li Xian, Li Xian, Li Dan, and even Princess Taiping, who was only five years old, were all concerned about being in front of the sickbed.

At that moment, the door suddenly opened.

Li Zhi, who heard the movement, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the person.

After seeing Wu Meiniang come back, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to a large pile of recitals on the table.

Wu Meiniang stepped forward and picked it up to take a look.

It talks about the fact that there is not a drop of rain in the summer, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to harvest grain this year.

Wu Meiniang was slightly stunned when she saw this, a few years ago, Li Yifu proposed to expand the storage of grain, and these things should not be a big problem.

But when she looked back, she understood.

There are thousands of corrupt officials in the DPRK and China...

The state and county officials of the entire Tang Dynasty do not know how big or small.

But it only took long to find thousands of people, and it was no wonder that Li Zhi was excited and fell ill.

Over the years, disasters have been like staring at the Tang Dynasty, Li Zhi can't eradicate the wind disease, the important ministers have died wave after wave, and the prince has contracted the disease.

These things are not to be shown to Li Zhi, but to a normal person, it is estimated that they will have to lie down angrily.

Wu Meiniang sighed, but still stepped forward and asked, "How do you feel?" ”

Li Zhi shook his head: "I can't die, but I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with the government..."

Speaking of this, Li Zhi muttered: "If there are many of them today, there is one Tubo, there are countless Tubo, and the court has no one in charge for a moment, how should I be good..."

How is it good?

Hearing this, Wu Meiniang couldn't help but be stunned, do you still need to ask?

Wu Meiniang knew what Li Zhi was thinking, but she was not the stunned young man she used to be.

Li Zhi saw that Wu Meiniang didn't speak, so he raised his head to look at her, his eyes were full of earnestness.

Wu Meiniang felt his gaze, and couldn't help but think of the first picture, when he was staring at himself with such a longing face.

Wu Meiniang's mouth opened, but just as she was about to say something, she was still endured back.

It was he who fell ill in his arms at the beginning, and then he was almost abolished, she can't make mistakes again, even if she goes to court, it has to be justified, and she can't speak first!

The two looked at each other with affection, but they didn't know that under each other's eyes, what was hidden was a contest of feelings and a game of power.

Liu Shenwei stood in place with a blank face, holding a silver needle in his hand like a wooden man, unable to move, very embarrassed.

He couldn't help but think to himself, just say whatever you want, don't just look there! He's going to have to put a needle on it!

"Ahem! Ahem, ahem, ahem!! ”

At this moment, Li Hong on the side couldn't help coughing.

Liu Shenwei instantly inserted the silver needle into Li Zhi's acupuncture point, and then spoke: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should go with Weichen, the Holy One is no longer in the way, you need to recuperate." ”

Li Hong shook his head at Liu Shenwei: "No need, I want to watch my father fall asleep, before it's too late to leave, uh cough!" Ahem, ahem, ahem! ”

Li Zhi glanced at Li Hong, his heart trembled for a while, and then he no longer insisted, but quietly pleaded:

"Mei Niang, I and Hong'er rely on you!"