When she woke up, it was early in the morning, and she was in a trance for a moment. She looked at the beams in a steady state. The pain came from all over her body. She had a severe headache. Where is this?

She wanted to get up, and when she lifted her back halfway, she fell down weakly. Her body was really bad.

"An?" Lin Ye had already slept lightly, but woke up several times at night. He had a dream several times.

She wanted to speak, but found that her throat was sticky and she had difficulty even making a voice. She could only look at him with wide eyes. Lin Ye rubbed her face, threw the blanket onto the bed, poured a glass of water from the teapot and handed it to her mouth to moisten her throat.

"You have been in a coma for a day and a night. This time my brother didn't think about it carefully." She wanted to give her two drinks, so she shook her head and said that she didn't want to drink it anymore.

"Where is Li Chushan?" Her voice was as weak as a patient who had just recovered from a serious illness.

"Dead."

"How could it be? Who killed it?" Her assassination failed. Even if she was confused, she would not make any mistakes in these things. Lin Ye said that Li Chushan was dead, how could she not be surprised?

"Young Master, you're up!" Xiaoyue happened to come in with hot water, so the two of them had to keep silent first.

She felt that the atmosphere in the room was not right, so she looked at the direction of the bed habitually, but unexpectedly she met a pair of eyes. Xiao Qiao smiled gently at her. After all, she always wanted to leave a good impression when she met for the first time, but the girl turned red, buried her head, and said, "I'll bring the breakfast." She hurried out of the room.

"I'm so scary?" She was a little confused. Was she scared away by herself?

"The little girl is a little afraid of having sex. It's normal. You! You will be well recuperating in the past two days. Leave the other things to your brother, huh?" Lin Ye twisted a handkerchief, sat down beside the bed, and gently wiped her face.

With a warm compress on his face, Xiao Qiao closed his eyes and enjoyed everything with peace of mind, as if in a moment, all the anxiety and pressure disappeared.

Li Chushan's death will start from that night.

After handling the matter that night, it was already ugly and exhausted. The most important thing was that I could not get any news from the assassin's mouth. I was so anxious that I was so anxious that I didn't succeed this time. It is hard to guarantee that there would be no next time. It is unknown whether someone would send him a message. What I worry most was that the messenger's matter had been exposed.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

"Who?" It was already halfway through the night, and Li Chushan was already a frightened bird at that time, but his vigilance had been relaxed a lot.

"It's me, master."

"Come in!" Hearing the familiar voice, my heart suddenly calmed down a lot.

An old man with a hunchback pushed the door open and brought an exquisite utensil in his hand.

"Is there anything wrong?" Lao Cui served himself for more than ten years and knew his life habits well. At this time, something must be happening.

"My wife is afraid that the master will not sleep well, so she specially asked the servants to make a bowl of ginseng soup to calm you down." The old man lowered his eyes and said slowly.

"Let's go!" Li Chushan pinched his eyebrows, a little annoyed. During this period, he had neglected his wife.

"Do you have any instructions?" Lao Cui put the vessel on the table and stood at the intersection of light and darkness of the book case.

He waved his hand and signaled that there was nothing wrong and he could go down.

Old Cui bowed all over and retreated to the door. He was about to open the door, but he was stopped again.

"Old Cui, what's wrong with your voice?" He felt that it was wrong since just now. I don't know if it was an illusion. He always felt that Lao Cui was a little different from usual. He couldn't say what was wrong.

"I was wet with rain today, and I might have caught a cold." As soon as he spoke, Li Chushan felt a little hoarse.

"Go down and take some medicine, don't be sick." With him, Li Chushan couldn't count as smart as he was. His real housekeeper, Lao Cui, was sleeping soundly in his small room. After being scented by aromatherapy, the old man was burned with a special medicine. The smell was very light. If he didn't take special precautions, it would make people feel irritated.

The moment the old man closed the door, Li Chushan got up and walked around the book case, picked up the ginseng soup on the table.

Near noon, after the morning court was disbanded, Cai Jing, Zhao Tingzhi, Tong Guan and others were kept and drank tea in the side room for a while before eunuchs led them into the imperial study.

After waiting for a while, Huizong walked in slowly. Liang Shicheng followed behind him, and everyone stood up to welcome him. Until Zhao Ji sat down, he pressed his hands to signal everyone to sit down, and then he sat down with a little butt.

"Do you know why I keep you guys?" Zhao Ji picked up the teacup and used the lid to sweep the tea leaves, but did not drink it.

The few people looked at each other for a few seconds, and they all knew it well, but they didn't know who would be the one who talked about this. Most of Cai Jing's hair had turned into white silk, and he sat in the lower seat as steady as Mount Tai, waiting for the question.

Zhao Ji was still sweeping tea leaves. Zhao Tingzhi knew that he couldn't make the emperor anxious. Since no one wanted to be the first to be a leader, then do it yourself! Thinking of this, he stood up and bowed and said, "It must be related to Lord Li's affairs."

Zhao Ji looked up and glanced at everyone, returned the teacup to its original position, and said lightly: "Sir, look at these things first." After saying that, Liang Shicheng sent out an envelope and handed it to Cai Jing. After Cai Jing looked at it, his face changed drastically and he couldn't come back to his senses. After a while, he remembered to hand it to the first person.

After circulating several people, their faces were either black or white, and the atmosphere in the imperial study was quite depressing. At this time, a man with a dark face and a burly figure rushed out and fell to the ground. He said loudly: "Please give me a crime. I am not strict in my care and failed to find the thief's heart in time. I deserve to die."

The person who apologized for guilt was Tong Guan. As the Privy Councilor, Li Chushan happened to be his subordinate. The letter actually contained a map of the Song Dynasty border and the distribution of troops. If the two countries fought one day, the Song Dynasty border defense would be useless and would be more familiar than his own family.

Such things were unnecessary even if he wanted to die ten times. When he saw the letter, he felt his trembling and his heart was about to jump out.

"This matter has nothing to do with Tong Qing, but since it happened to your Privy Council, you will be fined for half a year's salary. At this time, the Privy Council should not move any personnel, and then discuss the punishment for you later." Huizong said lightly.

"I will accept the crime!" Tong Guan thanked him and returned to his seat with his head down. Now the Privy Council has lost its deputy envoy. If Tong Guan is demoted or transferred to the post, it will inevitably make people feel fluctuating. After all, the Privy Council is in charge of the world's military.

"Since the letter is in the hands of the emperor, it seems that this matter has been stopped immediately, and there is still a chance to recover it." Cai Jing woke everyone up with a sentence. The thing here means that it has not been passed to the Liao people, and the handwriting is indeed the original work of Li Chushan, it is the original, not a rubbing.

"I'm leaving you behind today, not just for this matter. In case of precautions, the border troops still need to be mobilized." As the saying goes, "False and False and False and False and False and False."

In fact, Zhao Ji wanted to express more. Li Chushan was a prime minister and died suddenly. The court gave a will of sudden death, but he could not hide it from these people's eyes. If he didn't give an explanation, it would definitely make people feel heartbroken. Thinking about the same rank as the same court yesterday, he died of a bad life today. If he had hidden it, anyone would feel like he was a rabbit and a dog. But this matter could not be announced. First, there was still a slut who had not been arrested. Instead, the border affairs were started two years ago. Now he is fighting against Xixia. The dignified Privy Councilor sold his position to Song, so it is difficult to ensure that the morale of the army will not fluctuate.

After everyone discussed for a while, Huizong was listening from the side that the border defense arrangement was a military and political matter, and the result was not discussed for a while. After discussing for half a day, it was almost time to have lunch. Several people decided to go back to the Political Affairs Hall and continue to consider it, draft a memorial, and submit it to Huizong tomorrow.

When everyone left, Zhao Tingzhi, who was appointed as the right servant of Shangshu, suddenly said: "Your Majesty, Old Man Su is already in his old age, and some things need to be planned early."

"I have a clear idea in my heart, so you don't need to worry." On the other hand, Sha Xing is his other pair of eyes. Moreover, the person who Sha Xing cannot enter politics, cut off the possibility of playing with power and treason. If he wants to better control all officials, he will naturally not destroy his eyes.

To be honest, the few people present were really not interested in Killing Xing. The court already had censors and officials, and there were Killing Xing outside. And once they made a big mistake, they died in their own home without realizing it. They always felt that their lives were not guaranteed. Li Chushan is the best example. Naturally, if you sell your country and seek honor, no matter how many lives are enough. If you want to be assassinated by Killing Xing, at least you have to have sold your crimes. Other crimes will still be handled according to regulations. Li Chushan can only say that it is too special. Since the Song Dynasty Jian Dynasty, the high-ranking official who has committed the crime of the country has never had such a high status.

However, since the Renzong period, the ministers in the court had hoped to abolish the Killing Star, but they never succeeded.

"Your Majesty, don't forget to kill the mountain master of the previous generation. You have to be careful!" After speaking, everyone stepped back, but Huizong fell into deep thought. After a long time, he pressed his eyebrows and sighed.
Chapter completed!