As if staying in a groggy dark room, Zhang Juzheng only felt waves of suffocation. There is always a pungent smell in the air, which is disgusting. It's more like a huge weight has been placed on my body, and I can't even move my fingers.
"Bai Gui'er! Bai Gui'er!" Zhang Wenming seemed to be hovering in mid-air, calling Zhang Juzheng's nickname while showing a somewhat cynical smile. When Taiyue Gong, the Prime Minister of all nations in Jiuzhou, heard this nickname, he felt a little ashamed and a little angry deep down in his heart - he suddenly realized deeply that he had never loved this person.
When he thought this, the man's face seemed to change, turning into a smiling face full of wrinkles. There was endless kindness in the pair of eyes on this face, and then the clothes on the man changed. He was dressed in red and covered with a layer of dusty cotton armor.
The old man lying on the bed made some grunting sounds in his throat. Wei Chao, who was standing by the bed and watching quietly, could not understand what Zhang Juzheng was saying. He looked at Zhang Jingxiu, who spread his hands and said that he didn't understand either.
The old eunuch standing behind said: "This is Jingzhou dialect. Duke Jiangling may have dreamed of his grandfather."
Wei Chao glanced at the old eunuch, bent down and whispered: "Old sir, old sir!"
Zhang Jingxiu originally wanted to say that the imperial doctor did not allow his family to wake Zhang Juzheng up all the time and let him fall asleep so that he could stay longer. But this sentence was stuck in his throat and he dared not say it out - the relationship between Wei Chao and the old eunuch behind him was a bit confusing to him, and it made him feel even weirder.
Wei Chao very patiently asked for a cup of tea. Zhang Juzheng's eyes moved and he opened them.
Due to the ravages of the disease, there was not much flesh on his lips, and his open mouth was like a dark hole. Waves of gasping sounds that made Wei Chao's heart palpitate came out of this hole, with some of the sounds of a dying person. Stink.
Holding back the discomfort, Wei Chao showed concerned eyes and a smiling face. He asked in a low voice: "Old sir, I am Wei Chao, can you recognize me?"
Zhang Juzheng's eyes rolled around his face without focus, and the flesh on his face moved vigorously, as if he wanted to say something, but he just grunted.
Wei Chao swallowed his saliva, turned around and asked Zhang Jingxiu: "Brother Yanzhou, does the old gentleman no longer recognize you?"
Zhang Jingxiu suppressed his pain and said: "I can recognize our brothers sometimes, but my sister has always known me. When I woke up this morning, I recognized You Qi. Yesterday, even the emperor didn't recognize me. "
Wei Chao let out a long sigh, took Zhang Jingxiu's hand, stepped away from the bed, and nuzzled at the old eunuch again. The old eunuch walked to the bed and smiled at Zhang Juzheng: "Mr. Jiangling, do you still recognize me?"
Zhang Juzheng's cloudy eyes turned around helplessly, then suddenly froze. Immediately, a burst of power suddenly burst out from the already rickety body on the bed, which actually made his mouth open and close: "Double... double..."
The old eunuch smiled miserably and glanced at Wei Chao. Wei Chao looked into his eyes fiercely and nodded. Zhang Jingxiu's right arm felt that Wei Chao's left hand was constantly exerting force, like an iron hook, indicating that Wei Chao was also extremely nervous.
Zhang Jingxiu couldn't bear it anymore and asked in a low voice: "Eunuch Wei, what's going on?" Wei Chao tightened his left hand again and kept silent.
The old eunuch lowered his knees, knelt down in front of Zhang Juzheng's bed, and kowtowed respectfully. Then he said hoarsely: "Jiang Ling Gong, I was wrong. I came to apologize to you today, and it also puts an end to your worries."
After speaking, he took out a small paper bag from his arms with trembling hands, revealing the pink powder inside. Then he took the tea bowl in front of Zhang Juzheng's couch, poured the powder into it, and then poured water into the tea bowl from a glass thermos bottle.
The fire shining in Zhang Juzheng's eyes was something Zhang Jingxiu had never seen before after his father became seriously ill. He clearly felt that the emotion of relief appeared on his father's face - the frown that had often been frowned upon since Zhang Wenming was assassinated. I felt relaxed all of a sudden.
The panting mouth stretched to both sides with force. Zhang Jingxiu knew that this was his father's intention to smile, but it was difficult for him to complete this action completely.
Zhang Jingxiu's heart was beating like a drum. He guessed the identity of this old eunuch - the mastermind behind Zhang Wenming's assassination and the instigator of Dong Jianxiong! For the Zhang family, this was an sworn hatred, and when Zhang Juzheng was dying, the Wei Dynasty captured his enemy from Nanjing!
His eyes suddenly became moist, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Eunuch Wei, who is this person?" Wei Chao seemed not to have heard, staring at the movements of the old eunuch and turning a deaf ear to Zhang Jingxiu's words.
The old eunuch mixed the medicine and sat cross-legged on the ground. He took off the hat on his head, revealing a head full of white hair. He looked at the bowl filled with medicine quietly for a while, then suddenly opened his mouth and chanted:
"Rely on the flying soul to attract Chu, I miss you and you miss me!"
"Jiang Linggong, I will take the first step!" After saying that, he drank the potion in the tea bowl in one gulp!
"No..." Zhang Juzheng, who was lying on the bed, suddenly uttered a syllable that Zhang Jingxiu had never expected. However, as the tea bowl fell to the ground, Zhang Juzheng closed his mouth again.
While Wei Chao breathed a sigh of relief, he saw a strangely satisfied look on Zhang Juzheng's face. Two tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and he muttered again.
The old eunuch lying on the ground was already covered in cold sweat from the pain. After hearing him mutter this sentence, he gasped and said: "Old... old man, hehe... hehe. I also have the old man. I Old man, I’ve lost my roots, I’m sorry for you..."
No one made a sound in the room after that, just an eerie silence. After waiting for a cup of tea, the person lying on the ground said again, "Dad, Mom."
Then he actually hummed: "There was a fat baby on the door. He opened his mouth...and didn't speak. I took the sugar water to feed him...and told him not to miss his mother... ...Mom..., I...miss you...I don't regret...Mom." The voice gradually became lower, and the heavy breathing caused by severe pain also Stopped abruptly.
Zhang Jingxiu looked straight, and then he heard Wei Chao let out a long breath. When he looked at Wei Chao, he found that the eunuch's face was covered with sweat.
Wei Chao touched his sleeve, took out a long three-edged steel needle with a handle and handed it to Zhang Jingxiu: "Brother Yanzhou, please put a needle in his heart." Zhang Jingxiu opened his mouth wide and said with a tongue-tied mouth: "me?"
Seeing that his face was pale, Wei Chao smiled bitterly and said, "Then I'll do it and you watch." After saying that, he knelt on the ground and untied the corpse's clothes, touched his bony chest, found the right spot, and gritted his teeth. , piercing the steel needle with all his strength.
Because the old eunuch had just died, there was still some blood on the steel needle, and the needle hole on his chest also bled some, but Wei Chao took out a white handkerchief and wiped it off. Then Wei Chao tied the clothes on the old eunuch and said to Zhang Jingxiu: "This is a necessary step before death. Don't you scare Brother Yanzhou?"
Zhang Jingxiu was speechless and speechless. Wei Chao stood up from the ground, walked to the bedside and whispered: "Old sir, my business is done. I will return to the palace in a while to reply. You can rest assured and I will come to see you in two days."
Zhang Juzheng opened his eyes again, and Wei Chao finally saw his complete smile. This face has a little shadow of the former prime minister: "Go back... thank... the emperor..., and thank... you... "
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