Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Five: Ambassador Yang dies in Shashikou
Wan Yuanji thought about all the past events when he went to Sichuan to supervise the suppression campaign last year, and it was past midnight before he knew it, but he was not tired at all.
At this moment, Yang Shansong, the eldest son of the superintendent, suddenly arrived, interrupting Wan Yuanji's memories.
After he invited Yang Shansong to sit down in the room, he asked softly: "Young Master, haven't you rested yet?"
Yang Shansong replied with a slightly anxious expression: "Master Supervisor, how can I rest tonight!"
Only then did Wan Yuanji remember that he had to guard the supervisor's window, so he asked: "How is the situation after taking the medicine? Have you fallen asleep?"
Yang Shansong replied: "I have been staying in the outer hall and have not dared to leave. Just now I went into the inner room to take a look. The situation is not good. I am very worried."
Wan Yuanji was shocked and asked anxiously: "What, is your condition serious?"
Yang Shansong hurriedly explained: "No. After taking the medicine, my master's condition has become milder and he no longer suffers from cold and heat, but...but...Master Wan..."
Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Wan Yuanji hurriedly asked, "How is it? What did the envoy say?"
Yang Shansong replied: "It's not that I have any words. My family has not had water or rice for two days. Now I not only feel the wind and cold, but also look depressed. Master Wan, Jia Yan has experienced many important events in his life, and he has never been like this."
I was standing guard in the outer hall just now, and I heard him whispering "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" in the inner room. But when I entered, he stopped talking. I persuaded him to go to bed to rest, and then he went to bed with all his clothes on.
The Lord had something in his mind, but he didn't say a word to me. He just waved me away.
Master Wan, my foolish nephew is really worried about the health of our master. What should we do?"
Wan Yuanji couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he heard this.
Since he became Yang Sichang's supervisor, he had heard that when Yang Sichang left the capital the year before last, when Emperor Chongzhen was giving a banquet on the platform, he withdrew his ministers, and the emperor and his ministers talked in secret for a while. Although their voices were very low, the eunuchs standing in the distance were still
I heard Yang Sichang once say the words "followed by death".
Ever since he confirmed that Luoyang had fallen and Fu Fan was in trouble, he had often thought about this matter secretly. At this time, hearing what Yang Shansong said about the situation really made him uneasy.
Wan Yuanji asked tentatively: "How about I go and persuade the envoy right now?"
But Yang Shansong said: "Don't worry. He just lay down with his clothes on and is about to fall asleep. Master Wan doesn't have to go. Tomorrow morning, please help persuade Jia Yan, cheer up, and make a deal quickly."
The strategy of annihilating thieves in one step is a plan to make up for the lost situation.
As for personal matters, we can only wait for the emperor's orders. According to Yu Nephew's opinion, one is that the Holy Family has not yet completely declined, and the other is that the border is restricting various things. The emperor has already learned this, even though..."
Wan Yuanji stopped Yang Shansong before he could finish his words and said: "The most urgent thing at the moment is nothing else, but to ask the Prime Minister to apologize to the Emperor as soon as possible. One thing should be done, and the other thing is not
In order to deal with those clamoring people in the DPRK, let’s take a position first.”
Yang Shansong suddenly woke up when he heard this and said: "Yes, yes. I was so confused that I completely forgot about such a big event!"
Wan Yuanji struck while the iron was hot: "We should write the memorial to the Prime Minister at night to apologize. When he wakes up tomorrow morning, we will ask him to read it and then edit it immediately. There must be no further delay."
Yang Shansong said: "Yes, yes. According to Mr. Wang, who should be invited to draft it on your behalf?"
Wan Yuanji pondered for a moment, then ordered his servant to wake Hu Yuanmou out of bed and invite him to come over and explain in detail.
This Hu Yuanmou and another man named Yang Zhuoran were both close aides of the governor Yang Sichang. Not only was he extremely talented, he was also quick in writing, so he was deeply respected by Yang Sichang.
Soon after, Hu Yuanmou came to Wan Yuanji's house. After hearing Wan Yuanji explain the reason, he also said: "I haven't been able to let go of this matter tonight. It was only because the envoy was ill that I didn't say anything."
I originally wanted to wait until tomorrow. Now that the supervisor has given the order, I will go back and draft the draft immediately."
Wan Yuanji also told him: "Thank you for your help. The eldest son and I will not sleep tonight. We will just sit here and talk. After your manuscript is written, we will consider it together."
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After Hu Yuanmou withdrew, Yang Shansong ordered someone to call his father's servants and ask if his father was asleep.
The servant replied: "As to the uncle, not long after you left, the master called the villain in again and ordered the villain to get a glass of warm water and put it on the small table beside the bed.
The master said that he felt much better, and ordered the villain to go to bed, and then wake him up after dawn to congratulate him, and told the villain not to wake him up before dawn.
The villain was worried about the master and did not go to bed. He stayed in the outer flower hall. Just now he sneaked to the inner door and listened for a while, but did not hear anything.
Thank God, the master is fast asleep."
Yang Shansong couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard this. He ordered his servant to serve him carefully and not to wake up the master. After the servant left, he and Wan Yuanji continued to talk, waiting for Hu Yuanmou to send a written apology.
After the fourth watch, one or two rooster crows were faintly heard to announce the dawn, and then the rooster crows from far and near gradually became more numerous, but the sky was still dark and the entire camp was very quiet.
Because the servant did not disturb him again, it meant that Yang Sichang had been sleeping and was safe and sound. Wan Yuanji and Yang Shansong both felt relieved. After a while, when it got light, Yang Shansong was about to say good morning to his father. Wan Yuanji
He also wants to see if the envoy can host He Shuo. If not, he will host it himself.
At this moment, Hu Yuanmou hurriedly walked into the room. He had already written a rough draft of an apology to the emperor on behalf of Yang Sichang.
Wan Yuanji first took the rough draft into his hands, unfolded it, looked at it carefully, and began to consider it. He nodded frequently. Just when he was halfway through the rough draft, he suddenly heard bursts of panicked footsteps running in the small courtyard outside.
He came, running and shouting in an unusual voice: "Master! Master! Master! Master..."
Yang Shansong and Wan Yuanji looked at each other in the room, and asked at the same time in the courtyard: "What's the matter? Why are you so alarmed?"
The servant who had been waiting for Yang Sichang to sleep just now ran into the house. He knelt on the ground and reported to Yang Shansong: "The eldest... eldest son... master... master, he... passed away..."
When Yang Shansong heard this, he knelt on the ground with a "pop" sound. Wan Yuanji held him up and said, "Young Master, this is not the time..."
Yang Shansong woke up immediately after hearing this. He hurriedly ran to the place where Yang Sichang lived with Wan Yuanji. Hu Yuanmou also hurried back to wake up several other close aides of the envoy Yang Sichang and went to Yang Sichang's house.