Yang Jian's health is getting worse and worse, and he relies on life-threatening decoctions to squeeze out his little remaining life potential, so that he will not be exhausted in bed in his last days, but can have some energy to prepare for his death.
cost? The remaining life span is cut in half.
More than once, Yang Xiusheng wanted to persuade Yang Jian not to work so hard, but Yang Jian's idea was simple: it is better to cook in a fierce fire than to linger!
How could he be willing to die on his sickbed if he was a noble person?
So even at night, Yang Jian got very little rest. He always refers to the time spent soaking in warm soup as "rest", and leaving the warm soup is "my last time".
"Uncle, if there is an afterlife, I think I will be a fish, or a loach."
Yang Jian was very happy that he was not alone on the last stretch of the road like his father. At least he had his uncle Yang Xiu Sheng accompanying him.
"Afterlife? Maybe there is, maybe not."
"I hope so."
Such similar conversations gradually became more frequent as Yang Jian's physical condition worsened. Yang Xiu Sheng's feeling was the most obvious. He even felt that the emperor's eyes gradually gained some tranquility.
However, the emperor's eyes became "quiet" but his behavior did not change. Instead, he quickened his pace.
Tonight was unusual, because the emperor rarely invited several high-ranking ministers into the palace. Just outside the warm soup in Fu'an Palace, he said he was inviting them to drink.
Different from ordinary people's table seats, the emperor would sit at separate tables when he wanted to eat and drink. There is a small table for each person, arranged left and right. Directly above is the emperor.
There were not many people, left prime minister Ye Lansheng, five ministers, the commander of the Xuanqing Guards, and the left minister of the Ministry of War Wen Mingju, plus the emperor Yang Jian, there were nine people in total.
Wen Mingju thought he was the first to arrive, because he came over immediately as soon as he received the emperor's greeting, but he found that someone had already arrived at the table, Pang Ban, the commander of the Xuanqing Guard.
"I've seen the giant man."
"Um."
Wen Mingju sat down following the eunuch's instructions. I saw a brown earthenware jar placed on each table, weighing five pounds, with three big red letters posted on it: Wuliangye.
When the emperor invites you to a drink, he will definitely not serve you any kind of wine. Either some kind of nourishing medicinal wine, or the best wine. Of course, what kind of wine you drink is the least important thing on this occasion.
Not long after Wen Ming arrived, another person came. Six civil servants headed by Ye Lansheng. Then the emperor also came out from behind wearing ordinary clothes.
Yang Jian sat directly above, Wen Mingju and Pang Ban, the left ministers of the Ministry of War, sat on the emperor's left hand side, and the remaining six civil servants sat on the emperor's right hand side.
This is not an ordinary seat. Because the dining seating arrangement is generally based on the rule of "those with higher positions go first, and those with the same position and seniority go first", there is rarely such a "clear-cut" seating arrangement as now.
Wen Mingju used to be the emperor's guard, and he knew many things in the palace. He also knew the emperor's temper and behavior style very well. Seeing the posture of sitting opposite each other, he knew that the dinner tonight would definitely not be good. It will be easy.
Is this dividing the arena?
Who doesn't know that the civil servants are fighting fiercely with Xuan Qingwei these days? Now is the last day of the five-day deadline given by the emperor to Xuanqingwei. Could it be that he came to them to fulfill Xuanqingwei's statement? But why did you call him, the left minister of the Ministry of War? It doesn't seem to have anything to do with him, right? Is this because he was brought in as a witness?
Wen Mingju secretly wondered about the emperor's intentions, but he did not dare to show any emotion on his face. Compared with the adults here, he knows his position and confidence very well.
Wen Mingju knew that if Yang Yansi was not held down by the emperor and couldn't move, and he was the emperor's man, otherwise it would be his turn to take care of it, whether it was the Ministry of War or the imperial meeting. Even though there are so many generals in the army, he is not qualified in terms of seniority. Now just do what the emperor wants him to do, and when the emperor is done with him, he will at least have a good death. Only a fool can do this while being pampered.
"Ye Xiang, Bai Shangshu, Ma Shangshu..."
After saying the necessary greetings, even if the other party just nodded and said nothing, Wen Mingju still greeted him with a smile, as if he was a good man. But everyone here knows that this man is the royal dog. In terms of the level of trust, Pang Ban can't match this person, so he really bites whoever he wants to bite.
"Sit down, I'll treat you all to a nice drink today."
Wuliangye. Good wine indeed. The taste is similar to the best Shenxian Brewing, but the price is much cheaper than the Shenxian Brewing. It's just not easy to buy.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the wine!" Everyone bowed in thanks.
"Full!"
Several eunuchs quickly served wine to everyone present. Then the emperor raised the bowl in front of him and said with a smile: "I haven't had a drink with you for a long time. I'll finish the first bowl."
"yes."
No matter whether your drinking ability is good or bad, you must drink this first bowl of wine.
The emperor's ability to drink is average. Now that he is older, and with his body... After a bowl of wine, his face was pale and flushed. It did not make his face look good, but made him look more sick. .
The emperor smiled and turned to look at the civil servant on his right: "My dear friends, what do you think of this wine?"
"It's a good wine, no worse than the Immortal Brew. Thank you for the gift, Your Majesty." Ye Lansheng thanked him again. I was wondering in my mind what direction the wind would blow tonight.
"I also think this wine is very good." The emperor paused, and then said: "You may not know that this wine is a specialty of Fengri City. Secretly, it is backed by Xuanqing Guard, and it is considered a member of Xuanqing Guard. The money bag is used to hide some money and actions. Ha, Pang Ban, am I not exposing your Xuanqing Guard's background?"
Pang Ban held up his hands and said, "The Xuanqing Guard belongs to His Majesty. Your Majesty can say whatever you want. I have no objections." It was not considered a secret in the first place. The last time Fengri City had a dispute with the Song family in the Imperial City, the news that Wuliangye was relying on Xuanqing Guard was spread within a limited range. The emperor pointed it out now, but he didn't know what he wanted.
"That's fine. Originally, if you concealed the drinking incident and didn't report it, it would be considered a crime. Now that you've been on the police, it's considered an open source. I'm thinking of ways to add some funds to myself. There's no exploitation, and it can be solved. It has fed and clothed a lot of people, which is good. I heard that the one who started the investigation was the one who investigated the "Ma San case"? Now I heard that it has been promoted to a thousand households? "
"Yes, Your Majesty, that's that person. His name is Shen Hao. He is now the pilot deputy Qianhu officer of the Black Flag Camp in Fengri City."
"He is also the one who is investigating the Qin Wenhe family's case this time, right? His name is on the file you handed over just now. He is a man who can get things done. He can source money and handle cases."
file? What dossier?
Everyone present understood that the emperor was digressing from the topic. Sure enough, it is related to the Qin family's case. But it sounds like Pang Ban has already reported the case file? Does the emperor know the result?
