Chengyi's Mansion is located on a narrow bluestone street outside the Xi'an Gate of the Imperial City.
Although Liu Ji's title was not very prominent among the Manchu ministers, the people in the capital loved him the most and even renamed the bridge in front of his mansion 'Liu Junshi Bridge'.
Liu Bowen's Earl's Mansion also has a small courtyard. It is simple and tidy, and looks somewhat similar to Hu Weiyong's Prime Minister's Mansion.
At this time, in the backyard bedroom with a strong smell of medicine, Zhou Yuan asked Liu Bowen to look around, pack up the medicine box, and follow Liu Bowen's eldest son Liu Lian to the outside to prescribe medicine.
In the bedroom, only Liu Bowen was lying on the bed, and Hu Weiyong was sitting beside the bed.
Liu Bowen coughed from time to time and looked tired. Obviously, Hu Weiyong's arrival did not cheer him up.
"Mr. Liu, do you think that the person who came should not be his true self, but should be a Korean official?" Hu Weiyong said sourly.
But he also knew that he was indeed not good enough in front of these two founding giants.
"Hu Xiang thinks too much. The old man's family has already been depleted. It would be nice to have someone here to take a look. How can he be picky?" Liu Bowen said with a faint smile.
"It seems that Mr. Liu is still angry with the truth about the affairs of the Foreign Inspection Department." Hu Weiyong was not in a hurry to get to the point. He enjoyed the feeling of having an equal dialogue with Liu Bowen.
It had never happened before because he was not qualified.
"Shouldn't the old man be angry?" Liu Bowen coughed twice and said, "The enclave of Tanyang with no care has always been a den of bandits. The world has been settled, but the people there are still being poisoned by bandits. They are really desperate, so they arrived
I begged at my door."
"I really couldn't bear it, so I made an exception and asked Liu Lian to come to Beijing to celebrate the emperor's birthday. He made some foreign talk and suggested setting up an inspection department there to eliminate the problem of banditry forever. This would allow
Hu Xiang's wolf dog smelled the smell and made up something. I saw that Tan Yang had a royal spirit, and that it would be the land of Longxing in the future, so he wanted to build ancestral tombs there to seize the opportunity!"
As he said this, he laughed angrily and said: "Can it be more nonsense? Hu Xiang?"
"It's really nonsense." Hu Weiyong said with a smile without changing his expression: "So I didn't care about the truth. I knew that the superior would not believe it if he saw it for thousands of miles. But I didn't expect Mr. Liu's reaction to be so big and he immediately went to Beijing to explain to the sage.
I never dare to go back to my hometown again."
"It's about the life of the whole family, and we can't take any chances. Besides, you can tell the autumn by looking at a leaf. You can escape me once, but twice or three times? Apart from returning to the emperor's nose, I have no other way to protect myself.
Liu Bowen coughed again.
"Liu Bowen, the great military advisor, has become so humble. It's really pitiful." Hu Weiyong couldn't help but said proudly after hearing this:
"I wonder if you, sir, will regret that you chose the wrong Yang Xian? If you weren't implicated in the Yang Xian case, and with your decision-making, as for the fact that you only picked an earl, wouldn't you still be sincere? I don't know how to show off your thorns in the position.
Tickle you?"
"Sincerity and sincerity are quite good." Liu Bowen shook his head.
"If Mr. had been replaced by someone else, how could the East Zhejiang Party thrive and die? Mr., he wouldn't have fallen into the trap of being ignored, right?" Hu Weiyong continued to stimulate him.
"I'm not wrong about Yang Xian." Liu Bowen said quietly:
"The emperor asked me at that time whether Yang Xian was suitable to be the prime minister? I said that he has the talent to be the prime minister, but he does not have the courage to be the prime minister. A person who is the prime minister must keep a calm mind like water and use justice as the standard for weighing things.
, and you can’t mix your own subjective opinions, Yang Xian can’t do it.”
As he spoke, he glanced at Hu Weiyong and said: "Of course, you can't do it. The prime minister is like a horse driving a chariot. You will overturn Zhongshu Sheng's cart."
"Only Mr. Hu can do this in the world of love?" Hu Weiyong said sarcastically: "It's a pity that the superiors chose you, but they didn't choose you!"
"You are wrong again. When the emperor was considering replacing the Korean prince, he wanted to use me first, but I rejected him." Liu Bowen was tepid, as if he was talking about trivial things.
"Why?" Hu Weiyong was stunned. He didn't believe that anyone would refuse the temptation of the position of prime minister. But he also knew that Liu Bowen would not lie.
"Because I don't want to die, let alone hurt my descendants." Liu Bowen looked at Hu Weiyong with deep eyes, as if he were looking at a dead person.
"Sir, are you cursing me?!" Hu Weiyong was furious. If the other party hadn't been Liu Bowen, he would have cursed her directly.
"No, this is a kind reminder." Liu Bowen shook his head and said very sincerely: "Xiang Hu, Zhongshu spans the inside and outside, covering the sky and the sun. The power is too heavy, and it is difficult for a saint to tolerate it."
Hu Weiyong, however, couldn't listen to a word and just retorted: "At least Mr. Liu can't see his true death date."
As he spoke, he straightened up, put on a business-like look, cupped his hands toward the east and said, "I'm sending you an edict to visit Uncle Chengyi with your imperial doctor and ask me something!"
"Really...the emperor asked you to come?" Liu Bowen, who had been feeling sleepy, finally changed his expression.
"How dare I pretend to pass on the imperial edict?" Hu Weiyong raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Liu Bowen like a cat playing like a mouse.
This most intelligent man in the world must know what this means.
Sure enough, Liu Bowen's energy and spirit seemed to have been completely drained away, his expression was withered, and there was nothing more sorrowful than heartbreak.
"The emperor asked!" Hu Weiyong turned a blind eye and his tone became more and more fierce.
"I respectfully listen to the Holy Inquiry." Liu Bowen struggled to get up and knelt on the bed.
"Liu Ji, was it you who instigated Yang Xian to persuade Liao Yongzhong to sink his boat?!"
"No." Liu Bowen became even more exhausted.
"Did you know beforehand?"
"I don't know."
"Did you contact Liao Yongzhong afterwards?"
"No." Liu Ji shook his head and said cautiously: "However, after I retired and when I first returned to Beijing, he sent me tonics twice, but he returned them both times."
"You two have nothing to do with each other. What did he give you?" Hu Weiyong asked coldly.
"If I ordered him to sink his boat, why would he give me something again if he hated me before it was too late?" Liu Ji asked rhetorically.
If Hu Weiyong continued to ask questions, not only would he not be able to hammer Liu Ji to death, but he might even get himself into trouble. He couldn't help but sigh to himself, after all, it was Liu Ji who always had extremely clear ideas.
He stopped asking questions and finally said: "Take your medicine on time so that you can take care of yourself."
After saying this, he cupped his hands and said, "The emperor has finished asking questions, and I have also left."
"The last eight words are also an edict?" Liu Ji raised his head.
"The truth has said that the imperial doctor is sent by the emperor, what do Mr. Liu think?" Hu Weiyong asked back, ended the visit, and left with Zhou Yuanxuan.
Liu Lian saw off the guest and returned to the bedroom, only to find his father with tears streaming down his face and a copy of "Astronomical Book" in his hand.
"Father, what is this?" Liu Lian suddenly felt an ominous premonition.
The second brother Liu Jing, who was kneeling beside the hospital bed, choked up and said: "Father said he was going to die..."
"Ah?" Liu Lian was stunned on the spot.
"That's right." Liu Bowen nodded, handed the "Astronomical Book" to his son and said:
"After I die, I must present this book to the emperor immediately without any delay; from now on, we, the descendants of the Liu family, must not let us, the descendants of the Liu family, touch this fatal thing again..."
