Sui and Tang Dynasties: Killing Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty to sacrifice to heaven at the beginni

Chapter 4 Killing Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty

Although Tiger was sick and lying on the bed, his aura was still there.When the old master Yang Jian got angry, all the people lowered their eyebrows and were pleasing to the eye, not daring to speak.

At this time, only Li Mu showed no fear, holding a three-foot white silk and walked towards the old master Yang Jian step by step.
"clatter"

"clatter"

"clatter"

Li Mu's footsteps sounded, step by step as if stepping on Yang Jian's heart.

"Your Majesty, let's go." Li Mu walked up to Yang Jian and said softly.

"Cough, cough, cough."

"Rebellious minister, how dare you." Yang Jian pointed at Li Mu, his face flushed, and he pointed at Li Mu and yelled loudly.

"Sir, Li Mu, I respectfully send Your Majesty on the road." Li Mu dragged his voice and sang.

As soon as the words fell, Li Mu put the white silk in his hand on Yang Jian's neck, and slammed down with both hands.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Yang Jian kicked hard on the bed with his feet, and slapped his hands indiscriminately, struggling desperately.

Not to mention the old and sick Yang Jian, even the young Yang Jian was no match for Li Mu who possessed the strength of nine oxen and two tigers.

Not long after, Yang Jian stopped struggling, tilted his head, and fell on the bed.

As soon as Yang Jian died, all the ministers beside Yang Guang panicked instantly. This was regicide, and this was the first time since ancient times.Although it was Li Mu who did it, they really saw all this with their own eyes.

"How can this be good, what should be good."

"Tomorrow, if we spread the word at this time, we won't be able to live." Zhang Heng, the servant of the Huangmen, panicked.

The servant of Huangmen is a person close to Yang Jian, but he was bought by Yang Guang early on, and all he does on weekdays is to inform Yang Guang of the news.

"Trash, a bunch of trash."

"If you were able to share my worries like Li Mu, how could you have fallen to this point." Yang Guang stared fiercely at his group of unsatisfied subordinates.

"Your Highness, that's all." Li Mu put the three-foot-long white silk that killed Yang Jian back on the tray in the attendant's hand, clapped his hands and said.

"Pfft."

Unexpectedly, just as Li Mu put Bai Ling on the tray, the attendant holding the tray sat down on the ground with a plop.It seemed that the pallet in his hand weighed a thousand catties.

"Boom."

"Trash, trash." Yang Guang put his foot on the attendant and said angrily.

At this time, seeing Li Mu approaching, Yu Wenhua and other ministers subconsciously stayed away from him, as if they were avoiding the plague god.

You know, Li Mu just killed the old master Yang Jian with his own hands, and strangled the old master Yang Jian to death. In the name of his minister killing the king, that would be an eternal infamy in this era.

"Li Mu, what do you think about how to deal with the aftermath?" Yang Guang asked Li Mu.

At this time, Yu Wenhua and the others were all in a panic, obviously they couldn't think of any good ideas.Therefore, at this time, Yang Guang naturally had to seek Li Mu's opinion first.

Li Mu looked around, and saw an imperial decree on the table not far from Yang Jian's bed.The pen and ink on this imperial decree is not yet dry, and the content of the imperial decree is exactly the imperial decree for Yang Yong to succeed to the throne.

Li Mu picked up the imperial decree on the table, and casually threw it into the stove beside him.The material of this imperial decree is all fine silk, which will burn immediately when exposed to fire.When it burned to the wooden handles on both sides of the imperial decree, there was a "crackling" sound.

"Yu Wenhuaji." Li Mu shouted loudly.

This time Yu Wenhuaji was in a trance, Li Mu's calling him really shocked him.

"Ah!" Yu Wenhuaji regained his composure and responded.

"Master Yuwen, I remember that your calligraphy is good, and you are also good at imitating. I wonder if you can imitate the old master's calligraphy?" Li Mu asked.

"That's natural." Yu Wenhua replied subconsciously.

However, as soon as Yu Wenhuaji said the words, he immediately regretted him.Li Mu just threw away the imperial decree on the table, and now he asked him if he could imitate the words of the old master Yang Jian. It is conceivable what he would do.

However, these words have already been said, regardless of whether they are bald or not, it is not so easy to take them back.

Yu Wenhuaji is also a thief, he quickly changed his words and said: "Imitation is naturally possible to imitate, but if I imitate at most, I only imitate one shape. I am afraid I can't imitate the charm of it. Let me see, Zhang Shilang has been doing it all day long. Accompanied by the old master, he must be able to imitate the charm of nine out of ten."

Yu Wenhuaji kicked the ball at Huangmen's servant Zhang Heng at once. Both Zhang Heng and Yu Wenhuaji are civil servants, so they are naturally proficient in calligraphy, and it is not difficult for them to imitate handwriting.

Although it doesn't mean that it can be imitated exactly the same, it is not a big problem to imitate the same.

Although Yu Wenhuaji's words were evasive, there was some truth to them.Zhang Heng was by the old master Yang Jian's side all day long, and his familiarity with Yang Jian was naturally higher than that of Yu Wenhua, so he would be able to imitate the details more perfectly.

"Zhang Shilang, come here, I tell you to write." Li Mu took out a blank imperial edict, and greeted Zhang Heng, the Huangmen servant.

Zhang Heng was already sweating profusely at this meeting, and he had already greeted Yu Huahua and the women of the whole family in his heart.

"General Li, I am far inferior to Mr. Yuwen in calligraphy. This... Mr. Yuwen should write it." Zhang Heng said hesitantly.

Li Mu looked at this group of cowards, and said angrily: "What are you dawdling about? Maybe you want to die. Before dawn, if we don't deal with it properly and work, all of us will die."

At this time, Yang Guang also spoke, and he gave Yu Wenhuaji and Zhang Heng a hard look.I thought to myself, usually one can be more courteous than the other, and when you are used, one shrinks faster than the other.

"Zhang Heng, you write it." Yang Guang said coldly.

Yang Guang's tone was a bit unkind, Zhang Heng knew in his heart when he heard this, that he had to write today even if he wanted to write, and he had to write if he didn't.If I insist on not writing, I am afraid that I will follow the old master Yang Jian.

This time, Yang Jian guessed that Yang Jian hadn't gone far, and if he chased him casually, he guessed he could still catch up.

The importance of life and reputation is undoubtedly the former.

Li Mu is a ruthless person who dared to kill the old master Yang Jian, Zhang Heng dared not hate him.Yang Guang was Zhang Heng's new master, so Zhang Heng naturally did not dare to blame Yang Guang.

So who is to blame?Yu Wenhuaji must be to blame.You must know that Li Mu named Yu Wenhuaji at the beginning, and it was Yu Wenhuaji, that bastard who brought the disaster to him.That's why Li Mu called the name and asked him to write the imperial decree.

"Yu Wenhuaji, I wrote the imperial decree, but you died, mother, is it really worth it?" Zhang Heng cursed in his heart as he walked to the table.

(End of this chapter)