Chapter 57: Wang Dao is dead

In the evening, Huan Mi finally appeared, followed by the palm hat and the palm sword. Han Yue didn't stop playing the piano, the three of them stood in the courtyard, and after listening to the end of the song, Huan Mi arched his body and saluted: "Two sons, how is your body recovering?" Han Yue didn't say anything, Huan Yi replied for him: "There is Lao Huan's fourth son worried, we are fine, can we go?" Huan Mi didn't care about what Huan Yi said, and still smiled: "Since the two of you are fine, Huan is relieved." In the past two days, I was afraid of affecting the recovery of several people, so I didn't dare to come to disturb. It's getting late, why don't you send someone to send the two sons away tomorrow?" As soon as he heard that Huan Mi offered to let them go, Huan Yi couldn't say anything more.

Han Yue glanced at the palm hat behind Huan Mi and said, "Will General Zhang also leave tomorrow?" Huan Mi replied: "The imperial court has just issued an urgent order, and the two generals will leave for Beijing immediately. Zhang Li nodded and said, "Zhang Moute came to say goodbye before." ”

Huan Yi remembered something and said: "That can be like a temple, how to deal with it?" Huan Mi said: "My brother has sealed up the Runeng Temple, and wrote a note and reported it to the court. "It's no problem to deal with it that way. It seems that these people have not been idle in the past two days, and everything has been considered.

Han Yue pulled Huan Yi up and said, "Then don't leave it here, the two generals are careful all the way." We also went back to the room. ”

Entering the door, Huan Yi covered the door, and saw that Huan Mi whispered to his subordinates and guards, and the three of them left the small courtyard, and then turned around. But seeing that Zhang Xiao and Xiahou Ti were already in the room, there were still a few oil-paper bags on the table, and Zhang Xiao was holding a piece of hand-picked mutton and eating it. Huan Yi pointed at the two of them: "You!" Zhang Xiao said while eating: "You are allowed to eat, drink and play in the yard, we can't do it?" Huan Yi whispered: "When did you come back?"

Zhang Xiao wiped his mouth, glanced at Xiahou Ti and said, "You say or do I say?" Xiahou Ti made a gesture of please, Zhang Xiao immediately came to his senses, and began to speak vividly: "It's not me who brags, you let me do these things, I have eyesight." I first asked if there was a mutton restaurant in Jingzhou City. Almost all mutton restaurants in the Central Plains are the eyeliner of our former Zhao, and the nature in Jingzhou City is no exception. And I have them to put up your secret signs under the guise of the cities. I guess in a few days, your friends should know. Han Yue frowned after hearing this, and Huan Yi hurriedly explained in a low voice: "I'm afraid that they won't be able to find us for many days." Han Yue nodded, saying that it was just a matter of doing it.

Xiahou Ti sat there steadily, took a sip of tea, twisted two spiced beans, and chewed slowly, seemingly not interested in this paragraph.

Zhang Xiao continued: "It's a coincidence that I met this Brother Xia on the street, blindfolded, and wandering blindly. It seems that Xiahou Ti only told him his surname Xia, "I couldn't ignore him when I thought about it, so I took him with me." Xiahou Ti smiled slightly and let him say.

So we went to the biggest restaurant, and it was best to inquire about the people in the restaurant. Guess what we heard?" Huan Yi said "Say it quickly", making him bad at making a fool of himself, "It turns out that Wang Dao is dead!"

"Director Wang?!" the two exclaimed in unison

"Are you talking about Prime Minister Wang Dao?" Huan Yi asked urgently.

"That's right, it's the great prime minister of your Jin Dynasty, Director Wang. ”

"How did you die?"

"Those who died of illness said that they died of wind and cold. ”

"No wonder the imperial court hurriedly summoned the palm to go back, it seems that this matter is true. Huan Yi said to Han Yue.

"Of course it's not fake, my news, when was it fake. The two of us went to the mutton restaurant again to confirm, and sure enough, it was dead. Moreover, I also found out another secret, guess who is the prince who has been walking with us?"

"Wang Gongzi, is that Wang Shao Wang Jinglun?" Huan Yi recalled the white-faced boy who was with the palm hat, and he hadn't seen him since he came up.

"Yes, I met him when I was in Huainan Palace. I didn't expect him to be the son of Director Wang. ”

Even Han Yue was shocked, this Wang Jinglun was so deeply hidden, he had practiced with him in Jishan for three months, he only said that he was from the Langya Wang clan at the time, but he didn't expect that he was actually the son of Wang Dao. Today's news is more and more shocking, it seems that these two people really did not go out in vain.

Xiahou Ti said leisurely: "Huan Wen left the palm hat in the barracks, I'm afraid it is also a way to discuss the future strategy. The three of them nodded their heads to make sense.

"So what should we do next?" Huan Yi asked Han Yue.

"Let's get out of here. Huan Yi and Zhang Xiao agreed. Han Yue looked at Xiahou Ti who was standing by the window looking at the night sky, and asked, "Is the star still different?" Xiahou Ti nodded, "I don't know what the omen, I always feel more and more evil." Han Yue seemed to be talking to herself, and seemed to be asking him.

Huan Yi sighed: "It would be nice if there was a Heavenly Star Trick that understood Zhizi." Xiahou Ti's figure trembled slightly. Han Yue was also sad in his heart, his predecessor Zhizi had disappeared since three years ago, and his celestial star trick could be seen by the stars, the mountains and rivers on the surface, the mysteries, and even the future.

Is the most powerful person in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the great prime minister Wang Dao, really dead? At this time, the Prime Minister's Mansion was already shrouded in a vein. The family members and servants all had gloomy faces, bowed their heads and hurried, shuttling through the courtyards. In addition to the early death of the eldest son, Wang Dao also had five sons, and everyone discussed the division of work, some were responsible for the overall arrangement, some greeted the officials at the door, some waited in the mourning hall, and the youngest accompanied several Mrs. Wang in the back house. And Wang Shao is in charge of the coordination of everything together with his brother Wang Zhi.

I received a letter from home the day before yesterday, and I kept rushing back, and finally saw my father's last face. At this time, Wang Dao was already as weak as silk, and the other four sons in the family had explained clearly one by one as early as the first two days, along with his wife and several concubines. Now I can only hold on to my breath, waiting for this son, who is not the most favorite but most like himself. Director Wang didn't have much strength to explain things completely, and from his weak and intermittent words, Wang Shao understood that his father explained two things to him: first, the retirement department, and the ministry of officials. 2. Find out which forces covet the throne and get rid of them. The Sima family is here, the Jin Dynasty is here, the Jin Dynasty is here, and the Wang family is here.

Although the Ministry of Officials is at the same level as the Ministry of Works, it is indeed in charge of personnel. The Langya Wang clan has controlled most of the connections of the dynasty for many years, so that its position can stand. let Wang Shao enter the ministry, but also because he is thoughtful, peaceful, and not exposed. As for the second article, his father didn't say much, but asked Wang Shao to go to his study more often.

From Jingzhou to get a letter from home, to return to Jiankang non-stop, to deal with the funeral in the past two days, I didn't sleep a night, I was really tired and couldn't lean on where to squint for a while, and someone woke up immediately. But Wang Shao no longer felt tired, especially the secrets that his father told him at the end, although he could not think about it, but it made him excited like a booster. He just wanted to end the funeral as soon as possible and devote himself to what was next.