Yi Song

Chapter 173 Liang Shicheng died after exhausting himself

Liang Shicheng's meaning is very clear. Anyone who dares to sell provincial examination questions must have a giant Buddha standing behind him. Don't cause trouble for yourself.

"My subordinate understands. Ask someone to follow you quietly first, and don't alert the enemy. But if there is any news, please report it to Prime Minister Liang first."

Liang Shicheng was even more satisfied to see Yang Ruoshui being so knowledgeable.

"This is a royal decree from the official family, granting you the right to serve as the Secretary of the Imperial City. From now on, when I am busy with my affairs and have no time to take care of it, you should pay more attention to the affairs of the Imperial City Secretary for me."

"Yes, I must not betray Prime Minister Liang's trust." Yang Ruoshui replied in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.

Zuo Shijin looked at it with eyes burning.

From now on, Yang Ruoshui will be the second in command of the Imperial City Division.

Liang Shicheng still spends a lot of time every day going to the palace to invite favors and socializing. Maybe it won't be long before Yang Ruoshui becomes the actual person in charge of the Imperial City Department.

Why don't you call him daddy from now on?

The right servant walked in with a bowl of steaming soup and a flattering look on his face.

Yang Ruoshui walked up to him, took the plate with the medicine unceremoniously, put it on the table next to him, picked up the empty bowl and spoon on it, scooped two spoonfuls of the medicine into the empty bowl, cooled it a little, and raised his head. Drink it all in one gulp.

Only then did the attendants around him react.

You bastard, you will be my real father from now on!

A few days ago, perhaps due to Liu Guozhang's anger during the Baozhuan Palace Huixian Palace meeting, Liang Shicheng suddenly felt dizzy, short of breath, and had chest pain, and almost fainted twice.

I asked an imperial doctor to see me, and he said he was suffering from a cold. He prescribed a few doses of medicine, but it didn't feel any better. He felt dizzy and his chest pain turned into heart pain.

A new imperial doctor was found who said he was too overworked and exhausted mentally and physically. He prescribed a few doses of medicine and he immediately got better. Symptoms are reduced. It looks like he will be cured with a few more doses.

After waiting for half a quarter of an hour, there was nothing wrong with Yang Ruoshui, and the soup had become warm, and then he handed it to Liang Shicheng.

Liang Shicheng took a few pieces of tangerine peel and drank them in one breath.

After finishing, Liang Shicheng continued to deal with official matters, while Yang Ruoshui sat back at the big table at the top of the room outside the signing room and continued to be busy.

The left and right attendants sat behind the two tables at the bottom and started busy.

After a quarter of an hour, I suddenly heard a bang and then a pop.

Yang Ruoshui suddenly raised his head and asked: "What did you hear?"

The attendants on the left and right nodded in unison.

Yang Ruoshui stood up suddenly and ran inside. The guards on the left and right were as fast as lightning, almost following Yang Ruoshui's hind legs into the inner room.

Liang Shicheng fell to the ground behind the table, foaming at the mouth and gasping for air. His eyes were red, his face was blue, his lips were purple, and he was covering his chest like a dead fish.

"Xiang Liang/Grandpa!"

The three of them helped Liang Shicheng up and kept shouting.

But Liang Shicheng's breathing became more and more rapid and weak, his face became more and more purple, his lips were trembling, and he could not say a word.

"Quick! Get the imperial doctor!" Yang Ruoshui yelled.

Zuo Shijin jumped to his feet and ran out as if he were stepping on a hot wheel. The right servant Jin also wanted to follow him out, but was stopped by Yang Ruoshui, "Go quickly and get a basin of cold water, and then a basin of warm water."

"Okay! Okay!" The right servant ran out in a panic, calling people in a panic.

"Prime Minister Liang, Prime Minister Liang!" Yang Ruoshui shouted several times and pinched Master Liang's middle hard again and again. Seeing Mr. Liang's distracted eyes refocused, he lowered his head to his ear.

"Liang Shicheng, listen carefully. From now on, my name will not be Yang Ruoshui, but Liu Ruoyu. I just added a little extra aconite juice to your medicine."

On the third floor of Wuxiang Pavilion in Wuyuan of Liu Mansion, Liu Guozhang's footsteps alarmed three people. Zhao Wuniang, Murong Shisan and Li Shishi turned around involuntarily.

The four people looked at each other, and it was extremely quiet for a while.

"What are you doing? The boat of friendship has just capsized?"

The three women looked at each other and laughed.

Zhao Wuniang was the least scheming and spoke quickly: "Master Shishi saw the Six Thieves note written by Thirteenth Sister and circled the names of Cai Jing, Zhu Meng and Liang Shicheng."

Liu Guozhang's eyes were sharp and he stared at Li Shishi coldly.

Li Shishi suddenly felt like a silly roe deer in the forest, being stared at by a striped tiger. In the next breath, it would pounce and bite off its own neck with a fierce bite.

For the first time in her life, this No. 1 beauty in Bianjing's flower world and a top prostitute in a brothel felt endless fear. She seemed to see the God of Death sneering at her.

His face was livid and his whole body was shaking. He wanted to escape, but his body was limp and his feet had no strength at all.

Murong Shisan also felt Liu Guozhang's murderous intention, and quickly took a few steps forward and walked between the two of them.

"Erlang, Senior Sister hates the Six Thieves even more than we do!" Master Li hid behind Murong Thirteen, and suddenly felt like he was being pulled back from the edge of life and death. Sweat covered his forehead and back, and his heart beat louder than the sound of horse hooves in a polo match. Be urgent.

Sure enough, Liu Erlang kills people like mowing grass, and his murderous intention can scare people to death.

Liu Guozhang didn't say anything. Li Shishi quickly explained to himself: "Yes, I also hate the Six Thieves deeply. I once stated their evil deeds in the ears of the officials. Unfortunately, the officials couldn't listen at all and didn't want to spread the news to Liang Shicheng, Yang Jian and others. In people's ears, I was also assassinated and poisoned, but fortunately Murong Shisan saved me."

Liu Guozhang smiled softly, and Li Shishi and Murong Shisan seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden.

"So you were kidding?"

"Yes, we are acting, Brother Erlang, does it look like it?" Zhao Wuniang also noticed something and said quickly.

"Like. Mrs. Shishi is truly a master of acting, she is superb."

Li Shishi's forehead was still covered with beads of sweat, and he said with a smile: "Erlang is so polite."

"By the way, there is something I need help from my wife, Master."

"what's up?"

"Let's sit down and talk."

"Okay, sit down and talk."

After sitting down in the atrium, Master Li asked with lingering fear: "Erlang, what's the matter?"

"These days, through Yufengxing and Jieshunshe, I have invited more than a dozen famous Zhugong tune and Zaju operas from Gyeonggi, Huainan, Jiangnan and other places, thinking about combining Zaju, puppet show, singing and dancing, singing and Zhugong tune , breaking the shackles of fixed tunes in Qupai, focusing on singing, supplemented by speaking and action, to tell a complete drama story."

When Master Li heard this, it took him a while to come back to his senses and asked, "Is Erlang going to create a new opera?"

"Yes."

"Why is Erlang suddenly interested in this?"

"The officials will definitely like it." Liu Guozhang said calmly.

Zhao Wuniang, Murong Shisan and Li Shishi were all stunned.

He sure likes it.

He will definitely devote a lot of energy and time to writing new operas, studying music and singing.

"Does Erlang want to use this to invite heaven's favor?" Li Shishi asked, "I thought you would give advice and advise the officials."

"Master, Madam," Liu Guozhang interrupted her unceremoniously, "let's not deceive ourselves. If the officials had listened to the advice, they would have persuaded them to come back for more than ten years. Now we choose the lesser of the two evils.

It is better for the officials to indulge in new dramas than to build Long Live Mountain and work on the outline of flowers and stones. "

Everyone was silent.

Zhao Wuniang suddenly said: "Dad is addicted to mahjong these days and doesn't do many ridiculous things."

Li Shishi made up his mind, "Okay, I can help you. But Erlang, you have to tell me. Cai Jing and Zhu Meng circled the names of the six thieves. I know that they have been eradicated. Tong Guan circled them, It means you have to deal with him next. Why is Liang Shicheng's name also circled?"

Liu Guozhang turned his head and looked at the sky, "Master, Madam, I can't tell you now. Wait a long time, maybe you will understand."

Liang Shicheng grabbed Yang Ruoshui's right hand tightly and stared at him with a pair of red dead fish eyes.

"The surname is after Empress Mingda. My life was saved by the empress from the unjust case framed by you. Ruyu was given to me by Erlang. He mobilized the Hongying Party to help me find my only relative in the world, my poor nephew.

I added aconite juice three times. The first two times were too small, and everyone thought you were sick from overwork. The time has come today and you have added enough weight. Everyone will think that you died of overwork and mental and physical exhaustion. "

Liang Shicheng understood everything at once. He grabbed Yang Ruoshui's hand and refused to let go. Unfortunately, even if he exerted all his strength, he became weaker and weaker.

Soon, a group of people rushed in, crying and shouting: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

The three imperial doctors squeezed through the crowd and walked in. As soon as they squatted down, they could only watch Liang Shicheng lying in Yang Ruoshui's arms as he took his last breath.

The news spread quickly like the wind.

Half an hour later, Liu Baoxiang came upstairs and said to the four people: "I just received the news that Liang Shicheng is dead."

"Dead!" Master Li jumped up, "How did you die?"

"After the three imperial doctors looked at him, they all said that he died of physical and mental exhaustion due to overwork."

"You really have to work hard to die!"

"How is that possible!" Li Shishi stared at Liu Guozhang in disbelief.

"This is God's will." Liu Guozhang said calmly.

(End of this chapter)