Three hundred and ninetieth eight chapters turmoil (three)
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Suzhou, Henan Province, Liu Jie’s hometown.
In the library, dozens of 13- and 14-year-old boys were looking up. The old patriarch was giving a lecture with great interest just now. Liu Guang came in a hurry and delivered a letter, and the whole class suddenly fell into chaos.
In silence.
Liu Jie quietly looked at the letter in his hand. The letter came from the capital and was written by his third son Liu Guanghui himself.
Liu Guang saw his father's hands holding the letter trembling violently, with a look of horror on his face, and he was suddenly surprised. In his impression, no matter what situation he faced, his father was always calm and calm.
His expression remained unchanged, his emotions were revealed on his face like never before.
After reading the letter in his hand, Liu Jie loosened his hands and the letter fell to the ground. He fell into a daze and murmured to himself: "How is this possible? How is this possible..."
Liu Guang glanced at his father, then bent down, picked up the letter, and read it carefully. There were only thirteen words in the letter, "Fire in the Yang family, the death of Yang Daosi and Yang Luwang."
Liu Guang lost his voice and said: "Yang Daosi is actually dead?"
Liu Guang's voice immediately caused an uproar in the classroom, and there was a lot of discussion. A young man who looked very similar to Liu Guang and had a heroic spirit stood up and asked loudly: "Grandpa,
Is Yang Daosi really dead?"
Liu Jie had already recovered from his dazed state, glanced at the young man, and said in a deep voice: "Jingsheng, study."
After that, Liu Jie stepped out of the study hall.
"Father, with the death of Yang Daosi, the situation in the capital may change greatly."
Liu Guang chased him out and said anxiously.
Liu Jie shook his head, said nothing, stopped, pondered for a long time, and finally said: "Prepare the carriage, I want to go to Fengjing."
Liu Guangdou supported Liu Jie and said worriedly: "Father, if we go six to seven hundred miles to the capital, your health..."
Liu Jie let out a long sigh and said in a lonely voice: "I have been fighting with Yang Daosi all my life. We are political enemies and confidants. Now that he is dead, I should go and see him."
Seeing that Liu Guang was still trying to persuade him, Liu Jie said in a deep voice: "Stop talking and prepare the carriage. I will rush to Fengjing early tomorrow morning and ask your eldest brother to go with me."
Liu Guang smiled bitterly and nodded: "Yes, father, the child will get ready immediately."
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As fate would have it, just a few days after Yang Daosi's wife Gan died, a fire caused Yang Daosi to die with her.
Many, many people came to Yang Daosi's funeral, whether they were his friends or enemies. Many of Yang Daosi's ideas may not be recognized by everyone, but his character and his achievements are
But he is respected by everyone.
Zhao Xun also came, and Li Xun went with him, and presented a memorial written by Zhao Zhi himself.
Three days later, Yang Daosi went to the funeral and slept together with his wife Gan.
It was the fifth day of March in the ninth year of Taiping.
The shock caused by the passing of Yang Daosi has been slowly digested by everyone, and the atmosphere in the capital has slowly returned to calm. However, among the people, ordinary people, there are still many people who commemorate them in their own way.
This great man.
During the more than 20 years since Yang Daosi was in power, the price of goods in the capital has always remained at a relatively low level. It was much lower than that of the Yi, Xi, and Ping dynasties, and was only slightly higher than that of the Wuzong period. The people's thinking was very simple, and Feng
Yang Daosi was able to provide enough food and clothing, so he was loved by the vast majority of the people.
During the fire, Yang Binglin fell to the ground and fell into a coma. He slept for three whole days and three nights. In the eyes of many people, he was overly sad and grief-stricken. In fact, Yang Binglin was indeed sad about the deaths of Yang Daosi and Yang Luwang.
Absolutely, but sometimes, if a person has an obsession, no matter how painful it is, he will continue to do it without hesitation.
In the room, Yang Binglin sat there quietly. There was food on the table in front of him. It was already cold. He didn't eat a bite. During this period, Yang Binglin couldn't eat or sleep at night. It was rare for him to eat for two or three days.
Eat a meal with an appetite.
The door was pushed open and Yang Chengjiu walked in.
"Sixth brother, your father is deceased, you have to take care of yourself."
Yang Chengjiu walked to sit opposite Yang Binglin, glanced at the food on the table, shook his head, and softly comforted him.
Yang Binglin was silent for a long time, and then he said: "Fourth brother, during the meeting today, will there be any discussion about what happened?"
After Yang Daosi's death, who should take over the ship of the Yang family is an important issue. His successor to the Dukedom of Korea will naturally be the next generation head of the Yang family, and the title of
The ownership will be decided by Zhao Zhi and the ministers through discussion. On the other hand, the Yang family has also begun to elect a new patriarch. There are several candidates, but the specific one has to wait for some of the older generations of the Yang family in Daizhou's hometown.
After arriving in Fengjing, we discussed and decided together.
Yang Daosi had seven sons in total. The youngest son Yang Luwang passed on to his sixth brother Yang Daoan. Now he is buried in the sea of fire with Yang Daosi. The eldest son and the second son died of illness one after another and did not live past the age of twenty. The third son Yang or Ji, the fourth
Yang Chengjiu, the fifth son, Yang Youan, and the sixth son, Yang Binglin. Among them, the third son, Yang, is disabled and has been living in his hometown. He is unable to serve as an official and naturally cannot inherit the position of patriarch. In addition, the remaining three are all
They are qualified to succeed the head of the Yang family. After all, they are the children of Yang Daosi's two first wives, not concubines.
Among these people, Yang Binglin is not the best in terms of age, ability, and reputation. But for a large family and patriarchal succession, the above three points are not the most important. What is important is the bloodline. The mother clan who is recovering from illness is Shannan Gan.
, the Shannan Gan family occupies the second one among the seven Jiedu envoys, and has a decisive position in Shannan. His wife's family, the Jiangnan Wu family, is known as the richest man in the world, and is as rich as the country. Therefore, although Yang Binglin is the sixth
, and Yang Daosi was not very happy, but from the beginning to the end, Yang Daosi had never made any move to exclude Yang Binglin from the clan leader's heir. Once this was done, the Shannan Gan family and the Jiangnan Wu family would definitely compete with Yang.
If the family breaks up, the losses will be so great that even the Yang family may not be able to bear it.
Yang Chengjiu said: "Many people support your succession to the Dukedom of South Korea, and the emperor has no objection to this."
Yang Binglin looked at Yang Chengjiu, his eyes narrowed, and he heard some hidden meanings in his words.
But at this time, Yang Binglin didn't want to say anything more. If he said too much, it would seem a bit hasty and vulgar.
The death of Yang Daosi was a shocking event for the entire Yang family, and even the whole world. The two big families, the Shannan Gan family and the Jiangnan Wu family, both sent important people to Fengjing.
For their support, no one in the Yang family can compete with him. Several of his brothers, Yang Chengjiu and others are also more or less self-aware. During this period, they are very low-key in life and know how to do anything.
Taking the initiative to discuss with Yang Binglin, it seems that Yang Binglin has been regarded as the backbone of the Yang family.
Chapter completed!