Chapter five hundred and tenth death-death entrustment
"Ahem..."
There is only a couch, a table and a few in the humble room. Apart from that, there is no other thing or decoration. Only an oil lamp is lit up in a daze. The dim light renders the interior desolate and infinitely desolate. Le Yanwei, the skinny and bony Le Yanwei
Lying on the couch in this humble room, coughing and panting with difficulty, his dim old eyes were extremely round.
"Father, please take a break."
Le Yanwei's eldest son Le Sicheng, who was waiting in front of the bed, saw that his father was breathing so hard, and it was obvious that it was already time for the lamp to be exhausted. He couldn't help but feel sad, and he stretched out his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes.
Tears pretended to be a smile and comforted her softly.
"Ahem..."
Le Sicheng's consolation was obviously in vain. Le Yanwei didn't even react at all. His eyes were still staring at the ceiling on his head, and the sound of coughing and gasping never stopped. His haggard look immediately
Le Sicheng could no longer suppress the sadness in his heart, and tears flowed uncontrollably all over his face.
Le Sicheng was very sad, not only because his father's birthday was about to end, but more because he was sad and angry at his father's injustice. Just one month ago, Le Yanwei was still in the position of prime minister, although he was old
But his health is still good. Not to mention handling official business, even the most difficult dynasty can handle it. However, since the villain Pei Shoude used the excuse to overturn Le Yanwei, he was in charge of the official position.
It collapsed quickly. In less than half a month, people were already in a state of dying. It was obvious that they had something to do in their hearts and had no peace of mind. Since yesterday, they had old eyes
Never closed.
"Master, Lord Di is here."
Just as Le Sicheng was crying silently, he saw a servant hurriedly breaking into the room, sticking to him, and whispering to him.
"Shit..., please, please..."
The servant's voice was not loud, but Cole Yanwei still heard it. Before Le Sicheng could speak, he stretched out his hand with difficulty and made a very hoarse voice.
"Yes, my father, please wait, and I will go and welcome you."
When Le Yanwei heard this order, Le Sicheng did not dare to neglect it. He quickly agreed to the promise and hurriedly went to the outsider. In a few moments, he had already accompanied the two of them, wearing a screech official.
The one in the robe was Di Renjie, while the one in the green hat was "Mingdi" in the helm of Zhuang Yong. Both of them looked extremely solemn.
"Mr. Le, lie down quickly, Di is here."
As soon as Di Renjie arrived, Le Yanwei, who was dying, didn't know where he got his strength. He stepped forward and sat up. He moved very fiercely, and even lifted the thick quilt covered by his body and fell under the bed. Di Renjie saw it
He hurriedly stepped forward, reached out to support Le Yanwei's thin body, and comforted her with a warm voice.
"Di Gong, you are..."
Perhaps because of the rebirth, Le Yanwei was not only much more energetic, but his eyes also lit up. He recognized Di Renjie's official robe changed in one glance. It was not the light purple that Dali Temple Shaoqing should have, but the place
The governor's crimson robe was shocked and he couldn't help but blurt out. When he was just halfway through, he suddenly felt something was wrong and stopped hesitantly.
“狄某奉旨就任青州刺史,明日便要启行了.”
When Le Yanwei asked this question, although Di Renjie's face remained unchanged, a trace of gloomy glanced quickly in his eyes. Since the Queen of Heaven took office, it has only been more than a year.
It has been a major change. Although the court officials who were loyal to the crown prince were killed and demoted, Li Xian's direct lineage was also not spared. Now, except for the left guard general Xiao Qian and the minister of the Ministry of Rites, Lin Mingdu and other few people in the court.
In addition, all the rest were squeezed out of the court. Luo Binwang, the former Imperial Supervisor, took office as the governor of Gunzhou, Liu Qimin, the former Minister of Revenue, was demoted to Sima of Leizhou, and Le Yanwei was even beaten to the end. As for Di Renjie himself, he was also
When he was transferred to Qingzhou, even though all this was already expected, when he really reached such a sad situation, Di Renjie still couldn't help but feel a little booed. But in front of Le Yanwei, Di Renjie was
I didn't want to show anything, but just nodded calmly and explained lightly.
"Oh, the rooster is a sign of chaos, this Tang Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty..."
Di Renjie spoke casually, but when Cole Yanwei heard it, he felt uncomfortable. He shook his head with emotion. He was full of sorrow and anger, and even choked up speechlessly.
"Mr. Le, it's okay. Your Highness has a plan. This country is in chaos. Mr. Le just cares about recuperating. When your Highness returns to the court, he will have another scene!"
Di Renjie is a wise man of the world. He knows how serious the consequences of Empress Wu's rule are. In his opinion, even if Li Xian is strong, if he really returns to the court, he will not be able to win steadily. With bloody battles, this big
Whether Tang Jiangshan will have a big mess is really difficult to reverse the situation. However, at this moment, Di Renjie naturally could not tell what he thought in his heart, so he could only comfort him with kind words.
"Yes, I will definitely do it, but I can't see it anymore, but as long as your highness can achieve great things, Le can also smile in the dark. Di Gong, Le is already a dying person, but
If you have something to ask, please ask Di Gong to agree."
When Li Xian was mentioned, Le Yanwei's spirit was immediately revived. He took a deep breath, looked at Di Renjie with a solemn expression on his face, and said with a plea.
"Mr. Le, please say, I dare not refuse anything Di can do!"
Di Renjie has always been cautious in his words and actions, and has not made promises to others easily, but at this moment he did not hesitate at all, and did not ask what Le Yanwei asked for, so he agreed directly.
"Okay, this sentence of Di Gong is enough!" When he heard Di Renjie agreeing to his request, Le Yanwei smiled with relief, forced himself to raise his hands, and bowed: "Duke Di, Your Highness, Master
It is a talent that is not born in the world. Its ability is not inferior to the previous emperor, but his heart is far higher than that of the previous emperor. However, his heart is great, so he can accomplish great things. However, there is also a risk of falling too fast and falling. Di Gong will suffer from it on the other day.
Your Highness is highly employed, so you must remind me from the side that the principle of governing the country with moderation is the right principle for governing the country. If you just want to be quick and big, you may not be worth the loss. Especially for the person in the enemy palace, you must not be too hasty. If you can tolerate it, you will endure it first.
, Once the time is right, you must do something thunderous and do your best in one battle. Otherwise, you may be bitten by a snake if you fail to kill the snake. Remember, remember!"
Le Yanwei is cautious by nature. Whether it is during the court discussion or during the secret discussion of Li Xian and his official members, he rarely made direct statements. However, he was completely relaxed at this moment, and he secretly suggested to Li in his words.
It is obvious that in the future, I will learn from Taizong to play the "Xuanwu Gate Incident". Such words are bold. Once they are ginseng, they will be a serious crime for the whole family to be executed. Even though Di Renjie is calm by nature, he will still be shocked.
Cold sweat on the face.
"What Mr. Le said should be kept in mind."
Le Yanwei was completely let go because he was about to die, but how could Di Renjie dare to make a random statement on this matter? Even if he deeply agreed with it, he would not dare to speak out. He could only respond vaguely.
"Okay, with this statement from Mr. Di, the big thing will definitely be accomplished, hahaha..., OK, okay, haha..."
The reason why Le Yanwei forced himself to refuse to take his last breath was that he had to wait for Di Renjie to come and explain the funeral. At this moment, he saw that Di Renjie had agreed to his request and was naturally at ease.
He laughed loudly with applause, but he laughed halfway, but suddenly he lost his voice. He tilted his head and fell heavily on the couch.
"Ah, father, father, woo..."
Le Yanwei fell down, and Le Sicheng, who was waiting by the side, became anxious and rushed forward to look at his father's breath. Then he found that Le Yanwei had already left here, and he was immediately sad.
He started to cry loudly.
"well……"
Looking at Le Yanwei's skinny body, Di Renjie's eyes turned red, but he didn't say anything more. He just sighed lightly, tidied up his official robe and bowed deeply to the corpse.
Then he walked out of the hall without looking back. Although his steps were steady, his back seemed much more desolate...
May of the first year of Yifeng is not a very good time. Just as a generation of famous actor Le Yanwei was withering, there was also a person in dying state. This person was Tubo Zanpumangsong Mangzan, who was only two years old.
Sixteen years old, of course, as Tubo Zanpu, Mang Song, Mangzan's death will naturally not be as unknown as Le Yanwei. In fact, the concubines who were serving in the main palace of Hongshan Palace at this time were at this time.
There are more than a hundred court officials, but only the princess asked Bu to hold his son Du Songmangbojie standing in front of the bed. The rest of the people were squeezing dozens of steps away from the bed, and they were the deputy.
The appearance of Hertzsan is no exception.
"Wow, mom, hungry, hungry..."
Zamp is about to die. No matter what the people are in their actual mood, they can only show sadness in silent tears. But Du Songmangbojie, who is only five years old, does not have the patience. When he is hungry, he will immediately ignore it.
The ground started to cry, and immediately smashed the solemn atmosphere in the hall to pieces.
"Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss!"
When the princess made the Bu feel sad, she was suddenly annoyed by Du Songmang Bojie's argument. She glared and scolded him in a low voice. However, Du Songmang Bojie has always been spoiled, so how could he listen to the princess
The scolding and crying not only continued, but it became louder.
"Gululu, Gulu..."
Perhaps because he heard his beloved son's cry, his eyes were closed and he was silent, Mang Song and Mangzan suddenly opened his eyes and his throat kept ringing.
"Zanpu, Zanpu, you are awake. Come, please send me the imperial doctor!"
When he heard the movement on the couch, the cloth was not too concerned about the training. He hurriedly grabbed the couch, leaned down and helped Mangsong Mangzan's body, and started calling out.
"No, no need, I, I... the child... ascended the throne, deputy prime minister, deputy prime minister..."
Mang Song Mangzan has been weak and sick since childhood. She has been looking back, but she is also not very energetic. She forced her to stretch out an arm and pointed at Du Song Mang Bojie who was crying, and then pointed at the stand.
The deputy minister, Herzszan, seemed to have something to say, but she couldn't breathe, and when she tilted her head, she fell back to the couch and lost her breath. As soon as this happened,
The people in the hall were immediately panicked...
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