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Chapter 82: The Death of the Prime Minister

The car drove to Huaqing Palace and changed the carriage again. Li Jiuzhou felt a little agitated and closed his eyes in meditation. He wondered what would happen if the emperor summoned him and Yang Guozhong at this time.

After entering the main gate, he got off the sedan chair and walked. Li Jiuzhou remembered that this route was the way to the Seventh Temple.

When they arrived at the Seventh Temple, Li Longji, who was already in his 60s, looked a little old-fashioned because of the sadness on his face. When he saw Gao Lishi leading the two of them, he looked at Yang Guozhong.

"Juro is critically ill. According to the imperial doctor, he may not have much time left." When he said this, the emperor lowered his eyes slightly, looking sad.

The master was sad, and the servants were even more sad. Yang Guozhong cried and said: "Shiro has worked hard for the country, the country, and the country, how could he be like this?"

"Destiny is hard to disobey, and time is not forgiving." The emperor turned his attention to Li Jiuzhou, and then moved away.

People of Li Jiuzhou's age cannot understand the feeling of living in old age.

"I also know some famous doctors, so I will invite them to treat Shirou." Yang Guozhong said hypocritically.

The emperor shook his head and sighed: "It's useless."

The imperial doctors in the palace were already the best in the world, but even the imperial doctors were helpless. How could those country doctors cure Li Linfu's illness?

The prince also came, walking in a hurry.

The emperor had already sent someone to inform him of the news.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, the emperor said: "Juro has served the country all his life. I have called you here to make an appointment to visit him. Even if you are sending him off, you must send him off in a dignified manner."

Li Jiuzhou opened his mouth, wondering whether he should ask.

The emperor saw it sideways and said to him: "Are you wondering why I let you go with me?"

Li Jiuzhou bowed and said, "I am just curious about this matter."

The emperor stroked his gray beard and said: "You are quite capable. You will know it in the future."

Once upon a time, such mysterious words became a popular word in the Tang Dynasty.

Li Jiuzhou secretly laughed, even if he didn't say it, he knew that when Li Longji saw that Li Linfu was old and seriously ill, he sighed that he would die one day, so he found a few people who thought they were capable and could help the prince ascend the throne and rule the country.

It would be best to take over Li Linfu's power.

A group of carriages and horses rushed to Li Linfu's house.

Li Linfu was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed tightly.

Everyone in the house knew that his time was short, so they cried with tears in their eyes, especially Li Xiu, whose grief was different from others.

Most of the others crying were about what they would do after Li Linfu died.

Li Xiu cried out of filial piety as a son to his dying father.

When they saw the emperor, everyone in the palace bowed.

The emperor didn't know how to comfort him, so he didn't say anything. Yang Guozhong comforted him: "Jiulang Jiren is free in the sky, so you don't have to feel sad."

"Thank you Saint and Duke Yang." Li Xiu knelt on the ground, his cheek and masseter muscles tense.

The emperor lifted him up and came to Li Linfu's bed. Seeing that Li Linfu showed no sign of waking up, he sighed, got up and went out.

Prince Gao Lishi hurriedly followed him out.

Yang Guozhong also glanced at Li Linfu. Seeing this, he probably couldn't wake up. He pretended to be sad on his face, but he was overjoyed in his heart.

Just as Yang Guozhong was about to walk away, Li Linfu suddenly opened his eyes and slowly looked around.

"Shiro, you're awake." Yang Guozhong was the first to see Li Linfu wake up, and was caught off guard.

"Aye." Li Xiu hurriedly came over.

Li Linfu waved his hand, signaling everyone to step back, and took Yang Guozhong's hand.

Yang Guozhong was frightened and didn't know what he was going to do. He quickly broke away and prostrated himself in front of the bed: "What are your orders, Shiro?"

Everyone else retreated. Li Jiuzhou turned around and glanced at Li Linfu on the couch. He saw that he was in tears. He couldn't help but shake his head and hurriedly turned around and left.

It is best not to look at the sorrow before a person dies.

Li Linfu, who had always been intimidated, burst into tears, and his voice became even louder: "I know that I don't have much time left, and I will die soon."

When a person is about to die, he is also good at words. Li Linfu paused for a long time and said with great difficulty: "After I die, you will definitely succeed me as prime minister. I will entrust you with my funeral affairs. I hope you don't think about it."

Please take good care of my family for me due to our previous quarrels."

Seeing that he suddenly woke up, Yang Guozhong was already very scared, and now he was even more sweaty. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and replied softly: "I don't dare, I don't dare. Please don't worry, Shiro, I will live up to my promise."

Trust.”

At this time, Li Linfu knew that he could no longer deal with Yang Guozhong, so he hoped that Yang Guozhong would let his family go after his death.

This can be regarded as Li Linfu's words of entrustment.

It's a pity that he found the wrong person.

After Li Linfu said these words and saw that Yang Guozhong agreed, he slowly closed his eyes.

When the emperor heard that Li Linfu woke up, he hurriedly ran in, followed closely by Gao Lishi and the prince.

Li Linfu's eyes were closed tightly. When the emperor wanted to say something to him again, he found that he had fallen into a deep sleep and hurriedly called the doctor.

The doctor reached out his hand and gently touched Li Linfu's pulse, turned to look at the emperor, and shook his head slightly.

The emperor turned his head and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers.

Li Xiu clenched his teeth and endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

Yang Guozhong retreated to the side, not knowing whether he was happy or worried.

Only Li Jiuzhou still maintained his original posture, looking at the sandalwood bed covered with dragon and phoenix carvings with a leisurely expression.

Li Linfu is dead.

The people standing guard outside the house burst into tears and started wailing. The entire Li Mansion was wailing, which made the emperor feel very sad and he hurriedly walked out to avoid this scene.

Li Linfu passed away due to illness. His disciples protected his spirit and the funeral was held at Pingkangfang Mansion.

Officials from all over the capital came to pay their respects. Whether it was sincere or false, the Li Mansion was packed to the rafters.

Such a moment cannot be missed. After all, although Li Linfu is dead, his reputation as the pillar of his country is still there.

The emperor posthumously awarded Li Linfu the title of Taiwei, Grand Governor of Yangzhou, Ban Sword Warrior, the Secret Weapon of the Western Garden, and a fine golden nanmu coffin.

The golden nanmu coffin can only be used by the royal family. Although Mr. Li Lin is dead, such treatment is the ultimate favor.

When the news of Li Linfu's death came out, it immediately caused a sensation all over the country. Eight out of ten sentences discussed after dinner were on this topic.

Throughout the country, some people are happy and some are sad.

There were not a few people who relied on Li Linfu's influence before, and his disciples were everywhere in the court. Now that Li Linfu died, the whole group was leaderless.

Those officials who had been bullied by Li Linfu, as well as the working people, applauded privately.

Yang Guozhong saw the opportunity correctly, and all parties were ready to make a move.

The same goes for Li Jiuzhou. Even though Li Linfu is dead, the atmosphere he left behind must be changed.

Moreover, it has been covering the sky with one hand for so many years, and its power is still there, and there are still many potential threats that must be guarded against.
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