Chapter 510 End-of-life Entrustment

"Cough..."

There is only one bed and a table in the shabby room. In addition, there is nothing else and decoration. Only an oil lamp is on and uncertainly. The dim light renders the room desolate. The skinny Le Yanwei is lying on the couch in the shabby room, coughing and gasping with difficulty, and a pair of dim old eyes are extremely round.

"Father, take a break."

Le Sicheng, the eldest son of Le Yanwei, who was waiting in front of the bed, saw that his father was breathing so hard. Obviously, it was time for the lamp to dry up. He couldn't help but feel sad. He stretched out his sleeves and secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, forced a smiling face and comforted him softly.

"Cough..."

Le Sicheng's comfort was obviously in vain. Le Yanwei didn't even have a slight reaction. His eyes were still looking straight at the ceiling on his head, and the sound of coughing and gasping never stopped. The haggard look made Le Sicheng could no longer suppress the sadness in his heart, and tears flowed uncontrollably all over his face. .

Le Sicheng is very sad, not only because of the end of his father's life, but also because of the injustice of his father - just a month ago, Le Yanwei was still in the position of prime minister. Although he was older, he was still in good health. Not to mention dealing with official duties, even the most difficult dynasty could cope with it. But since he was knocked down by the villain Pei Shoude, Le Yanwei's body and bones quickly collapsed. In less than half a month's work, people have been unable to afford it. At this time, they have reached the state of dying, but there is obviously something in his heart that can't be relieved. Since yesterday, a pair of old eyes have never been closed. Go up.

"Master, Lord Di is here."

Just as Le Sicheng was crying silently, he saw a subordinate rushing into the room, sticking to his side, and whispering.

"Myss..., please, please..."

The voice of the subordinate was not loud, but Coke Yanwei still heard it. Before Le Sicheng could speak, he stretched out his hand with difficulty and made a dull sound.

"Yes, father, please wait a moment, and I'm going to greet you."

As soon as he heard Le Yanwei's order, Le Sicheng did not dare to neglect it. He hurriedly answered the promise and hurried out. He had been accompanied the two of them back for a few moments. Among them, Di Renjie was dressed in a crimson official robe, and the one in a blue hat was "Ming Yi" at the helm of Zhuang Yong. Both of them looked extremely awe.

"Le Gong, lie down quickly. Di is here."

As soon as he sensed the arrival of Di Renjie, Le Yanwei, who was dying, didn't know where his strength came from. As soon as he stood up and sat down, he moved very fiercely. He actually lifted the thick bedding covered with his body and fell under the bed. Seeing this, Di Renjie hurried forward, reached out to hold Le Yanwei's thin body, and comforted him in a warm voice. Tao.

"Di Gong, why are you..."

Perhaps because of the return of the light, Le Yanwei was not only much more energetic, but also his eyes lit up. At a glance, he recognized that the official robe on Di Renjie had changed. It was not the light purple that Shaoqing of Dali Temple should have, but the crimson robe of the local assassin. He couldn't help but be shocked and couldn't help blurting out his words. When it came to half of it, I suddenly felt something wrong, so I stopped hesitantly.

"Di was appointed as the governor of Qingzhou, and he will start tomorrow."

Hearing Le Yanwei's question, although Di Renjie's face remained unchanged, there was a trace of gloomyness in his eyes - since the rule of the queen, it has only been more than a year, and the court situation has changed greatly. The courtiers who were originally loyal to the prince were certainly killing and degrading, and Li Xian's direct line was also The same thing was not spared, and today, except for a few people such as Zuo Wei General Xiao Qian and Lin Mingdu, a servant of the Ministry of Ceremonies, all the rest were squeezed out of the court - the former Guozi supervisor sacrificed wine Luo Binwang became the governor of the governor of Kunzhou, and the former household servant Liu Qimin was demoted to Leizhou Sima and Le Yanwei were even masturbated to the end. As for Di Renjie himself, he was the same. Being transferred to Qingzhou, although all this had already been expected, when it came to such a sad situation, Di Renjie couldn't help sighing. However, when he was seriously ill, Di Renjie didn't want to show anything. He just nodded indifferently and explained lightly.

"Alas, Peony Sichen, the omen of chaos, this Tang Dynasty, Tang Dynasty..."

Di Renjie said it casually, but Coke Yanwei listened, but his heart was full of bad taste. He shook his head with emotion. Full of grief and indignation, he choked speechless.

"Le Gong, it's okay. Your Highness has a plan for a long time. This country can't be chaotic. Le Gong just needs to recover from illness and wait for Your Highness to return to the court. There should be another scene!"

Di Renjie is a wise man in the world. He knows how serious the consequences of the Empress Wu are in power. In his opinion, even if he is as strong as Li Xian, if he really returns to the court, he will not see that he will be able to win. Under the blood/fight, it is really unpredictable whether there will be a big mess in the Tang Dynasty. However, at this time, Di Renjie It is impossible to say what you think in your heart, but it can only be comforted by kind words.

"Yes, I will definitely do it, but I can't see it anymore. However, as long as Your Highness can become a grand hegemony, Le can also smile. Di Gong, Le is already a dying person, but I have something to ask, please ask Di Gong to agree."

When it came to Li Xian, Le Yanwei's spirit was immediately shaken. He took a deep breath, looked at Di Renjie with a solemn face, and said with a begging look.

"Please say, if Di can do it, I dare not resign!"

Di Renjie has always been cautious in his words and deeds, and does not easily promise to others, but at this time, he did not hesitate at all, nor did he ask what Le Yanwei asked for, and he directly agreed.

"Okay, it's enough to have Di Gong's words!" As soon as he heard that Di Renjie agreed to his request, Le Yanwei smiled happily, raised his hands forcibly, and bowed, "Mr. Di, Your Highness is an inborn talent. He is not under the previous emperor, but his heart is far higher than the previous emperor. Only his heart is big, so he can achieve great things. However, there is also the need to fall too fast. It The Duke of Japanese will be heavily used by His Highness. He must be reminded from the side that Zhang Chi has the right way to govern the country. He blindly seeks speed and big, and I'm afraid that the gains are not worth the losses. Especially for the one in the enemy's palace, don't be too hasty. If you can bear it, you will put up with it first. When the time is ripe, you will do the thing of a Thunderbolt. If you finish it, you will be afraid. Otherwise, you will be afraid If you don't hit the snake, you will be bitten by a snake. Remember, remember!"

Le Yanwei is cautious by nature. Whether in the court discussion or at the time of the secret discussion of Li Xian's officials, it has rarely been a direct statement, but it is completely liberalized at this time. In his words, he secretly suggested that Li Xian should learn from Taizong to play the "Chang of Xuanwumen" in the future. Such words are not It can be said that it is not bold. Once someone is involved, it is a great crime of being killed all over the house. Although Di Renjie is calm by nature, he is also shocked by the cold sweat on his face.

"What Le Gong said, Di must be kept in mind."

Le Yanwei was completely let go because he was about to die, but how did Di Renjie dare to make a random statement on this matter? Even if he was deeply convinced, he did not dare to say it. He could only deal with it vaguely.

"Okay, with Di Gong's words, a big deal will definitely come true, hahaha..., okay, okay, haha..."

The reason why Le Yanwei was forced to hold on and refused to swallow his last breath was that he had to wait for Di Renjie to come to talk about the afterthoughts. At this time, he saw that Di Renjie had agreed to his own request, and his mind was self-rightened, so he applauded and laughed. He just laughed half, but suddenly there was no sound, his head tilted, and the person was already heavy. He fell heavily on the couch.

"Ah, father, father, woo..."

When Le Yanwei fell like this, Le Sicheng, who was waiting on the side, was anxious. He hurriedly rushed forward and looked into his father's nose. Only then did he find that Le Yanwei had gone here, and he was so sad that he cried.

"Alas..."

Looking at Le Yanwei's skinny body, Di Renjie's eyes turned red involuntarily, but he didn't say much. He just sighed, straightened the official robe on his body, bowed deeply to the body, and walked out of the hall without looking back. Although his footsteps were stable, his back looked much bleak...

May of the first year of Yifeng is really not a very good time. At the same time when the famous Xiang Le Yanwei died, there is also a person who is dying. This person is Tubo Zan Pu Mangsong Mang, who was only 26 years old. Of course, as Tubo Zanpu, the death of Mang Song Mang is naturally not as silent as Le Yanwei. In fact, in the main palace of the Hongshan Palace at this time, there were more than a hundred concubines and courtiers, but only her princess Yan Nabu stood in front of the bed with her son Du Song Mangbojie in her arms, and the rest of them were huddled more than ten steps away from the bed. Even Herzzan, as the prime minister, was no exception.

"Wow, mother, hungry, hungry..."

Zanpu was about to die. No matter what their actual mood was, they could only show the sadness of silent tears. However, Dusong Mangbojie, who was only five years old, did not have that patience. As soon as he was hungry, he immediately cried regardless, and immediately smashed the solemn atmosphere in the hall.

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble!"

When the princess was making Nabu sad, she was suddenly annoyed by Du Song Mangbojie. She stared and scolded her in a low voice. However, Du Song Mang Bo Jie had always been spoiled, and she was unwilling to listen to the princess's reprimand. The crying not only did not stop, but also a little louder.

"Guru, Gollum..."

Perhaps he heard Aiko's crying. Mangsong Mangzan, who had his eyes closed and did not move, suddenly opened his eyes, and his throat kept ringing.

"Zanpu, Zanpu, you are finally awake. Come on, pass on to the royal doctor!"

As soon as he heard the movement on the couch, Nabu didn't care about the training. He hurriedly grabbed the front of the bed, bent down and went to Fu Mangsong Mangzan's body, and shouted repeatedly.

"No, no, I, I... child... ascended the throne, deputy, deputy..."

Mangsong Mangzan has been weak and sickly since he was a child. He returned to the light, but he was also not very energetic. He forcibly stretched out an arm, pointed to Du Song Mangbojie, who was crying, and pointed to the deputy prime minister Hetzzan standing in front of the ministers. He seemed to have something to say, but he couldn't breathe and his head was tilted. The man had fallen back to the couch heavily, and there was no breath. As soon as such a situation came out, the people in the hall were all panicked...