Chapter 895: Unpredictable (Part 2)

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Just when the monarch and ministers were quarreling over the "prime minister's assassination case", a piece of news that made everyone quiet came, and the prime minister woke up...

Both the emperor and all officials have to listen to the Prime Minister. This is a habit over the years, so everyone shut up and waited to hear what he said. However, before the silence recovered and began to handle official duties, a bad news came from Suzhou thousands of miles away - the father of the Prime Minister, Mr. Chen He, passed away...

This was a bolt from the blue. The master, who had just gotten up from the hospital bed, lay down again. The difference is that the last time he was bedridden, most of them pretended, but this time it was true.

In this life, he tasted countless pains, Chen Lian's death, Hu Zongxian's death, Lin Run's death... all made him feel heart-wrenching and difficult to control himself. However, it was not until the moment when he heard about his father's death that he truly realized what it means to be heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching. Over the years, the prime minister of a country who had experienced so many storms and waves had fainted straight.

The family was frightened and rushed to the front yard to invite Dr. Li.

After fourteen years of writing, Li Shizhen finally finalized his "Compendium of Materia Medica" and specially brought it to the capital to read Chen Si, hoping to publish it in the official name. Unexpectedly, he encountered the "Criminal Assassination Case". It was with his help that Chen Si concealed the eunuch who came to visit.

Hearing that Chen Si fainted, Li Shizhen rushed over and saw that he was clenched with his eyes closed and his teeth were tightly clenched. His face was as white as paper!

Mrs. Yin, who had never moved at all, looked at Li Shizhen's eyes and tears flashed out: "Mr. Li, save my master."

"Don't be anxious!" Li Shizhen said in a deep voice: "Please him up."

Yongqing and Manqing quickly supported their father's waist and neck from both sides and carefully helped him up.

Tears flashed when he looked at Li Shizhen's eyes: "Doctor Li, save the prince quickly!"

Li Shizhen took out a small cloth bag containing silver needles from the medicine box she carried with her and said, "Fire!"

Rou Niang quickly picked up the candlestick from the coffee table and picked up the fire stick in one hand, but she couldn't shake it.

"I'll do it." The third lady snatched the fire broker from Rou Niang's hand, pulled out the cover she had not taken off, and it shook it, lit the candle on the candlestick, and handed it to Li Shizhen.

Li Shizhen pulled out a silver needle and burned it on the candlelight. He took out a cotton ball stained with white medicine from the cloth bag and wiped the silver needle. He stabbed it in the silent person. Then, he took out a roll of mugwort leaves, lit it on the candlelight, blew out the open flame, and took out the silent clothes with one hand and moxibustion the acupuncture points in his chest.

The silent gritted teeth finally let go, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of purple blood, which scared his family again.

"Don't be afraid, adults have been depressed for a long time. I was injured in my chest a few days ago. I planned to wait until he is better and then take it slowly. Now in my grief, I have caused blood stasis to be exacerbated." Li Shizhen pulled out the silver needle inserted into Shen Moren and said, "I will prescribe a pair of medicine and let him take it. After recuperation for a few days, I will be fine."

Yongqing carefully put down his father and followed Li Shizhen out to get medicine.

"Master..." Seeing her husband's face as bright as gold paper and his eyes were straight, Mrs. Yin came from her sadness and cried out.

Chen Si heard the crying sound and looked at her for a moment, her eyes were full of sadness. The first sentence was: "Don't cry, there is still a day to cry..." Although he was unstoppable, he must now know how his father died! So as soon as he recovered his mind, he asked: "Where is Chen Liu?" Chen Liu was his fourth chief of guards, and he was also the one who was sent back to Shaoxing to protect his father after Zhang Juzheng Dingyou.

"I'm still kneeling outside..."

"You all go out and ask him to come in." The silent voice was cold and unquestionable. The family had never heard of it before, and they were even more afraid to disobey it. They quickly called Chen Liu in and then retreated.

Chen Liu looked dusty and guilty. As soon as he entered the room, he knelt in front of Shen Mo's bed and kowtowed one by one. After a few strokes, his forehead was covered in blood.

"Don't rush to self-harm," he looked at the tent with silent eyes and said, "Tell me the whole thing first."

"Yes..." Chen Liu shed tears and talked about the day he didn't want to recall for the rest of his life.

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That day was May 15th, the tenth day after the assassination of Silence.

At that time, the news that the Prime Minister was assassinated and seriously injured was known to everyone in the world. From Tongyi Dadu to the small counties in the border areas, Dharma Assembly and Taoist temples were opened to pray for the Prime Minister. The silent hometown of Shaoxing even offered sacrifices to every household, burning incense, and praying devoutly to bless the Prime Minister.

In this state of praying across the country, the silent father, Chen Heshen, naturally could not be like nothing. Although he had reunited and gave birth to a son over the years, Xu Xian's wife had a large group of shameless relatives from her parents' family. The younger son was not good at studying, so she learned to eat, drink and have fun, and she was a second-generation ancestor. This made the old man miss him more and more, and brought him the eldest son who was infinitely honored for half his life.

Now that I heard that something happened in silence happened, the old man suddenly panicked. In order to pray for his son, he used all kinds of tricks. Not only did he invite monks and Taoists to come to his house to do the trick, he also went everywhere to worship gods and worship the gods in the temple. As long as he could eliminate disasters for his son, he would work hard and not have to spend money.

During this dangerous period, Chen Liu, as the leader of the guard, naturally did not want the old man to run around, but the old man was very stubborn and did not listen to advice at all. Chen Liu had to protect him carefully, for fear of making any mistakes. However, the tragedy still happened... On this day, the Yuqing Palace in Xiaoshan held a prayer meeting, and the old man went to burn incense. While praying piously, someone among the group of Taoist priests who recited scriptures suddenly raised a short gun and shot him. No one could react, and the old man fell to the ground.

Chen Liu was so panicked that he leaned over and saw that the old man was bleeding and he died on the spot... As for the assassination man, he committed suicide by taking poison on the spot, leaving no evidence on his body, and he was sure that he was a professional killer.

"I should go to Avici Hell!" After listening to Chen Liu's story, his silent fingernails made his palms bleed, and he said with hatred in his eyes: "If you don't take this revenge, you will not be a human being!"

He ordered someone to find Yu Yin overnight, and Senran ordered: "Find this for me. No matter who is involved, as long as he participates, he will have to pay the price of bleeding!"

"Yes..." Yu Yin responded in a deep voice, and said with a murderous aura: "Take a tooth for tooth, blood for blood!"

"Go..." Silent nodded, giving such a bloody order for the first time in his life.

However, no matter how loud these hinds were, they could not save his father, so naturally they could not relieve his inner pain. Especially after realizing that his father had become a victim of political hostility to deal with him, he was even more deeply guilty and unable to suppress himself.

In just one night, his originally shiny hair turned white.

It turns out that a night of white hair is not a legend...

The next day, when colleagues and friends who came to visit us after hearing the news came to visit us, the Shen Mansion was covered in mourning, and the living room was temporarily arranged into a mourning hall. Looking at the white banners, everyone was sad and could not tell whether it was crying for the dead Mr. Shen or his future...

There were constant hangers in the house. The two sons of silent men took turns to guard the mourning hall, but when they came and went to see each other, Xu Wei was busy organizing all kinds of etiquette. Chen Si wore a mourning uniform with a green robe and kept in the study. Not only did he rarely meet with the hangers, but he even didn't even see his family. He didn't eat a bite of food every day except drinking some water. This was a worry that his wife would ruin her, so he had to find Xu Wei to help her soldiers.

There is no need to talk nonsense about Xu Wei and Shen Mo. He pushed open the door of the study and then closed it with his backhand, not allowing anyone to see the situation inside. After a while, the person outside felt heart-wrenching howl, but he was not sure who was the voice.

Silent mouth opened slightly, looking at Xu Wei who was crying helplessly. After a long time, he gradually cried and said, "Please, it's my dead father."

"We are as close as brothers and sisters, your father is my father." Xu Wei was about to die again.

"Stop crying!" Chen Shu said helplessly: "If you have anything, just say it."

"Is that right?" Xu Wei took out the cigarette box, took out a cigarette, and lit it: "What a man, you have to keep your sadness in your heart, and it cannot affect your judgment." He said and handed it to silent and said: "At this time, what you need."

Silence does not smoke. He shook his head habitually, but was stuffed directly into his mouth by Xu Wei. He had to take a sip. There was no filter, but only roughly processed tobacco tasted not just spicy. He choked him and coughed violently, but he seemed to feel much more comfortable. He took a few more sips, and his nose and tears fell down, but he also opened his conversation: "Actually, my father shouldn't have suffered this disaster, because I have decided to take advantage of this opportunity to get out of the injury." He did a whole set of acting, and it was impossible for Silence to be attacked today, and he would resign tomorrow. It was a naked slap in the face of the emperor.

"A person cannot be resurrected after death, everything has a fate..." Xu Wei smoked a cigarette for silentness, but he squatted on the Grand Master's chair and ate the cigarette pot: "It's useless to blame yourself. You should use the heads of those beasts to sacrifice and comfort the spirits in heaven."

Silence extinguished half of the cigarettes left, nodded fiercely and said, "Don't let anyone go!"

"Well..." Xu Wei was a literati after all, and he didn't want to say much about such a bad thing. He changed his mind and said, "What are you going to do next?"

"What else can you do, Ding You..." Silent sighed.

"Okay, anyway, you wanted to retire, so now you can save the explanation to the people below." Xu Wei said: "But you have to arrange it before leaving, otherwise they will suffer."

"You can see it too." Chen Si nodded and said, "Actually, it doesn't make sense for me to arrange it, because once I leave, no one can suppress the emperor. He will definitely overturn all my policies and people over the years, otherwise how can I eliminate my influence?"

"You just let him do whatever he wants?" Xu Wei said: "The cabinet, six ministries, the chief censors, and the governors of various provinces are not recommended by you. Among the censors, censors, and officials, almost no one does not obey your command. These people can do something and prevent the emperor from doing anything by himself!"

"I won't command anymore," Chen Si shook his head and said, "You, you've been in the Imperial College for too long... The reason why the main officials in the court only follow my leader is mostly because I am sitting in the position of Prime Minister. Once I am gone, many people will soon realize their true colors. The world is in a cold state, and the favors in the officialdom are even more cold. When they turn against each other, they won't remember how much I have given them."

"You dare to retreat so pessimistically?" Xu Wei pounded his tobacco pot and said in surprise.

"I don't care if people leave, tea is cold. I am so tired. I have long wanted to travel under the forest and be a wild crane. What I care about is whether people leave the government." The silent expression said calmly: "I told Zhang Juzheng back then that if you don't have confidence in leaving for twenty-seven months, it only means that your reform has failed. It is the same for me. If I leave, everything is overthrown and no one maintains it, it means that I'm just messing around or calming down."

"The bigger possibility is that many people are not unwilling to resist, but are powerless to resist." Xu Wei sighed and said, "In the face of imperial power, even you, Master Chen, have to retreat. How can ordinary people develop a sense of resistance?"

"My opinion is exactly the opposite." Chen Si shook his head and said, "Only when people dare to fight, can they talk about whether they have strength?" He said, and stood up with a deep look: "At least in our era, it is easy to be powerful, but it is difficult to be strong!"

"I understand what you want to do..." Xu Wei thought of the "Mingyi Waiwen Lu" written by him in silence, and shivered: "You have no hope for Beijing at all, right?"

"Yes!" He nodded with a quiet expression on his face.

"Do you know what this means?" Xu Wei understood the trump card of silence. Many people thought that if he left Beijing and no longer became an official, he would lose his power like Xu Jie. But in fact, for the past twenty years, silence has been operating a force that does not depend on imperial power. Instead, he will become stronger after leaving Beijing. Xu Wei has no doubt that silence has the power to shake the foundation of this empire, but the traditional idea of ​​unification made him unable to define this behavior as a "traitor". Although silence would definitely be a hardcore if he rebelled, he shuddered when he thought of the country falling into war or even long-term division.

"Don't worry, I have worked so hard to not throw away the flag of righteousness." Silent smiled and said, "Since I don't know now, I won't know in the future. We always represent justice!"

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