Chapter 291 Power (I)

Li Song's eyes became a little dull. Compared with the past, he had lost his graceful temperament at this time. The torture of long-term illness made him completely turn into a haggard old man. On the surface, it seemed that he had grown older in his twenties overnight.

At this moment, he looked at Li Ming in front of him, and his eyes seemed to have increased some vitality. Tears kept slid down his old face, and his hoarse voice made Li Ming even more bitter: "You...you finally came. So, have you forgiven me?"

Li Mingqiang smiled, nodded vigorously, and said, "Brother, we have become good brothers again at this moment. All the unhappiness of the past has passed. Let's go to the tent in front to rest for a while, and I'll take a good look at your condition."

Following Li Song's carriage, Li Ming and him came in front of the tent. With the help of Yang Ping, Li Song entered inside alone. Except for Yang Ping, everyone else stayed outside consciously. Li Ming hesitated for a moment, waved his head at the old chef, and reached out to block the others outside.

The old chef took the lead in opening the curtain of the tent and let Li Ming walk in. In the tent, Yang Ping, the old yellow gate, was lying on the bed in the middle. Seeing Li Ming coming in, he took the initiative to walk to a corner of the tent and left Li Ming far away.

Although Yang Ping's intention was obvious, Li Ming knew that as a master like him, he could reach the distance of a few meters in the tent. Last time he broke through the imperial city, Li Ming shot and injured him in order to escape. Therefore, at this time, Li Ming did not dare to relax his guard against him at all. He looked at the old cook with Yang Ping on his back, and then he walked to Li Song's bed. After receiving Li Ming's gesture, the old cook also walked to Yang Ping and left the big bed in the center of the tent far away.

He reached out to grab Li Song's skinny wrist, and Li Ming put his finger on his pulse, but he didn't put it down for a long time. Finally, he sighed lightly and gently put Li Song's hand back into the quilt.

"No help?" Li Song's face did not look disappointed. Although his face was covered with wrinkles at this time, he seemed to be much more energetic than when he first met.

Li Ming smiled bitterly and looked at Li Song and said, "Brother's condition has been delayed. Your heart failure has reached a very serious point. You may be able to return to heaven at any time. Brother, I tell the truth. At this time, I really don't want to lie to you. I hope you can accept this cruel fact."

Li Song sighed, and his wrinkles on his face were wrinkled together, and he said in great relief: "I had this preparation. A few days ago, I didn't know anything. In the hazy, I felt like I had arrived at a very strange place. There was a strange light in front of me, and I often heard some strange sounds in my ears. At that time, I realized in a daze that my days were not far away, but after taking the medicine you brought back to Xiao Fugui, I actually regained consciousness.

After a day of rest, I was able to sit up. Brother, this is all my own fault. If I were not so scrupulous at the beginning, my condition could not be delayed to this extent. With your medical skills, I am afraid I can still control the three women, but now I can only survive with your medicine. Brother, I don’t have much request. I will provide me with your medicine so that I can return to the imperial city alive, so that I will have no regrets in this life.” Speaking of this, tears at the corners of my eyes began to slide down on the bed again.

Li Ming nodded heavily and said, "Brother, don't worry, since we brothers have reunited, you will leave your health to me. I will definitely try to make you live for a while, but..." When Li Ming said this, he paused, looked at Li Song's expectant eyes, and then said, "With your physical condition at this moment, it is really not advisable to overwork. Therefore, it is best to find a reliable person by your side to manage it on your behalf. Haven't you been in a coma all the time? Who is in the temporary ruling? You can let him continue to come for a while and wait for your body to recover and come to the government in person." In this situation, Li Ming couldn't just say that Li Song would delegate power, but even the old chef could hear the meaning of his words.

Li Song smiled bitterly, lay on the bed and gasped for a while, and then whispered: "Come to the government? Li Ming, since you left the imperial city, I have been encouraging and supporting this court. When you were there, the officials were quite respectful to me, but as soon as you left, those people returned to their original state. Although a few stubborn people had been killed by you, some people still couldn't stand me. In desperation, I launched a purge. As a result, all those who opposed me

All of them were cut off their heads, but the entire court fell into chaos, with a large number of important officials vacant, and no experienced people were found to be used as the ones. In anger, I simply dispatched personnel from my most trusted Imperial Guard to supplement those vacant. I believe you also know that those people are not the materials for governing the world? Within half a year, my government began to be completely chaotic. Except for the army, other departments were almost paralyzed, and I was really powerless to do anything about this."

Speaking of this, he took a few more breaths. Li Ming hurriedly brought him a sip of water, so that he could moisten his throat a little.

After a moment of pause, Li Song began to say: "This year, the tax and food and grass given were not collected smoothly. The 800,000 troops recruited were about to be out of food. In desperation, I had to follow the advice of a few generals of the Imperial Guard and lead troops to attack Li Qing. However, I did not expect that leading troops to fight was not as simple as I imagined. The victory or defeat on the battlefield was not simply determined by the amount of troops. I fell ill in an emergency."

"You must have known what happened next. Before I went to war, the political situation of the Tang Dynasty had already fallen into chaos. Only two or three states could accept my orders. Not to mention the affairs of the government during my serious illness. Now, I have no other rights except the title of emperor. Even the 800,000 troops around me have begun to become unstable. The good thing is that the more than 100,000 imperial guards are still my most loyal subordinates. If it weren't for them, the soldiers would have rebelled long ago." Speaking of this, he was extremely weak and could not continue to say anything.

Li Ming smiled slightly and said, "Brother, I won't say polite words from my own brother. You are indeed not a competent emperor and have no talent to govern the world. However, you are a good emperor. You are not the same type of people as Li Qing and Li Jiao, because you still have the existence of the people in your heart. I could see this when I was in Linbin. Therefore, I have always had a good impression of you. Let's do this. Since the Tang Dynasty is in such chaos, give me this burden. With my military strength, I can definitely unify the entire Tang Dynasty within half a year. By then, I

He will return the power to you again." When he said this, Li Ming didn't care about his modesty. Now it was a good opportunity to regain Li Song's appointment. In that case, he could justify the neutral prefectures to approach him. At the same time, he also found an excuse to start a war with those prefectures with two hearts. By the time he gathered the power of the world, the power of the government would probably have been controlled by his people. By that time, he could find any excuse or reason to replace Li Song, and by then, Li Song had no right to refute.

However, Li Ming did not expect that when Li Song heard Li Ming say this, there was no abnormal expression on his face. He just looked at Li Ming with his turbid eyes, and at the same time he tried his best to gather some strength to continue talking to Li Ming.

At this time, Li Ming shouldn't have continued to ask questions. Li Song's physical condition was very poor. After the two said so many things, it was almost fatal to Li Song. However, Li Song's decision in front of him was related to whether there would be a larger war in the Tang Dynasty and whether more civilians were involved in the war. Therefore, Li Ming could only be a despicable person, forcibly holding back the guilt in his heart, and anxiously waiting for Li Song's reply.

Li Song gasped in the bed for a long time, so the old chef couldn't bear to watch it anymore. He came over and sent a little internal force to Li Song, which made his face look a little bloody. He smiled gratefully at the old chef, turned to Li Ming and said, "I have already considered this and have decided to do it. Li Ming, although we are not brothers, I feel that the relationship between us is better than brothers. Since you treated me in the palace, our fate seems to have been tied together. Alas, it's really strange to say."

"You also know that although I have a harem, I still have no descendants until now. If I have a few things, those two traitors will probably be even more arrogant. If they want to fight for the throne, no one can stop them. Therefore, I want to explain this matter when I can still move."

When Li Song said this, he looked at Li Ming meaningfully, and Li Ming's heart couldn't help but pound. Judging from Li Song's meaning, it seemed very similar to Gao Wei's analysis. It seemed that he really intended to pass the throne to him. In that case, his trip was worth it.

Sure enough, Li Song's next words almost made Li Ming jump: "I want to pass the throne to you, I hope you can accept it."

"No, no." Out of instinct and out of hypocritical humility, Li Ming couldn't help but waved his hand and shook it away. Although he knew that this was just a necessary gesture, he was still ashamed of his hypocrisy.

"You must accept it!" It can be seen that Li Song was really sincere this time. When he heard Li Ming's refusal, his voice trembled: "Brother! Now I have treated you as a brother. I hope you don't continue to shirk. The old emperor had a very good impression of you when he was alive. I believe he would not blame me for this decision. What's more, you were originally a branch of the Li family. If you take over the throne, you can also let the Li family continue to pass on the incense of the Li family and let the Li family continue to rule the Tang Dynasty. In this way, I can also give an explanation to the ancestors of the Li family. Who made me not be successful? There is no heir at such an old age?" At this point, he actually stood up and cried bitterly.

Li Ming hurriedly helped him to lie on the bed. He was moved and felt relieved. The reason why Li Song wanted to pass the throne to himself was, on the one hand, because he really could not control the government. Instead of continuing to eliminate his two brothers, it would be better to rely on himself now and end up with a good end. On the other hand, it was also because of this traditional concept of inheriting the family line. As he said, he had no children, and Li Qing and Li Jiao were rebellious again. If he didn't

Finding a suitable heir for his throne. Once he has a shortage, the incense that the Li family has lasted for more than a thousand years will be cut off from him. The Li family informed the Tang Dynasty that had been for more than a thousand years will be destroyed in his hands. This is unacceptable to Li Song. He will definitely feel that he has no face to meet the ancestors of the Li family after his death. This concept is very normal in this era. Therefore, driven by these two reasons, Li Song had to make up his mind to pass the throne to him.

"Yang Ping, it is said that Xiao Fugui came in to draw an order for me. I want to inform the world and abdicate the throne to Li Ming." Seeing Li Ming lowering his head without saying a word, Li Song showed his rare decisiveness and lying on the bed and ordered Yang Ping.

Yang Ping did not dare to neglect, so he immediately called Xiao Fugui in, and then drafted an imperial edict based on Li Song's narrative, handed it to Li Song for review and then covered it with the jade seal he carried with him. In this way, Li Song abdicated the throne to Li Ming in this tent with only a few people witnessed it.

After receiving the imperial edict from Xiao Fugui, looking at Xiao Fugui kneeling in front of him, Yang Ping and the old chef, Li Ming seemed to be in a dream. Although with his strength, it would be a matter of time before he could take the throne, he did not expect that he would become the emperor in a hurry. As a modern person, this feeling was very strange and mysterious, and for a moment he could not adapt to this huge position deviation at all.

Seeing that his worries were resolved, Li Song, who was extremely weak, could no longer bear it, and fell on this head and fell asleep. Since taking Li Ming's medicine and passing the adjustment and treatment of several military doctors on the way, Li Song's condition has improved greatly, and it seems that he is out of danger of life.

"Emperor, please tell me how to resettle the Supreme Emperor." Seeing Li Ming sitting in front of Li Song's bed without saying a word, Yang Ping, the head of the Huangmen, couldn't help but ask for instructions.

Li Ming raised his head blankly, really not knowing what to do. Although he had already been at ease when he was the Regent in the Imperial City, today, he was unable to adapt to the huge changes in his identity, so he, who should have been proficient, became a little dull.

"Emperor, the more than 100,000 imperial guards and more than 600,000 new recruits in the camp are waiting for you to accept them. Have you arranged a place for the Supreme Emperor first? His body is very weak now?" Seeing that Li Ming did not answer, Yang Ping asked carefully again.

Li Ming then woke up, looked at Yang Ping in front of him and nodded, saying, "Let's do this, first arrange the Supreme Emperor in my camp, let him rest here for two days. When his body is almost recovering, he will return to the camp on the Pingzhou front line with us. On the one hand, he will send special envoys to inform the various prefectures, and on the other hand, he will build a high platform in the camp to prepare for abdication ceremony. Eunuch Yang, you have been in the palace for the longest time. I believe you are the most capable of doing this. I..., cough, I will leave this matter to you." Li Ming, who is used to sitting in the prince, was really unable to adapt to his new identity immediately, so he didn't know what to say in terms of title.

"I obey the order, should the emperor ask me to do it now, or wait until the emperor sets off before doing it." Yang Ping has always been the person Li Ming feared the most, but looking at his modest look in front of him, it is really hard to compare his attitude with his attitude when he was chasing Li Ming.

"You set off immediately, and I will give you an imperial edict, so that you can mobilize thousands of troops to build a platform for abdication, Xiao Fugui, and take the pen and ink." Li Ming forced himself to adapt to the changes in front of him and immediately joined the role, allowing Xiao Fugui to draft his first imperial edict.

Yang Ping took the imperial edict, led the two small yellow gates out of the tent, rode a horse and whipped it, and slowly disappeared into the dust. It was not until this time that Li Ming's nervous mood slightly relieved.

Although there was nothing on the surface, Li Ming was always on guard against Yang Ping. The pressure on this old yellow sect was huge. His martial arts often made Li Ming feel chilled. Now that he has successfully sent him away, the threat around him has been temporarily eliminated.

After mobilizing soldiers to remove the tents and the surrounding fences, Li Ming asked the yellow gates to lift the big bed in the center and took the sleeping Li Song back to his camp. Li Ming and the old chef walked at the end. Seeing Xiao Fugui walking far away with the yellow gates, he turned around and asked the old chef, "Senior, how are the martial arts of the old yellow gate just now?"

"Unfathomable!" The old chef replied without any hesitation: "If he attacks you, I may not be able to stop him in time, but I am afraid he can see that he cannot guarantee to escape unstoppable in front of me. Although I cannot see through his martial arts, he cannot see through me. When martial arts reaches our level, the possibility of taking action at will is very small. Without the confidence to defeat the opponent, none of us will be willing to take action. However, I think he does not seem to have any malice towards you." The old chef is not like Yang Ping. He grew up in the kitchen of Linjiazhuang since he was a child, so the word emperor has little influence on him. Therefore, when he talks to Li Ming, he still has the same tone as before.

"It's better to use him smoothly as you said, otherwise, I will never allow such a master to pose a threat to me." Looking back at the direction where Yang Ping disappeared, Li Ming said to the old chef in a low voice.
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