Chapter 106: Words of Virtue
That’s about it for this topic.

Li Yuanhui, Liu Xuanji and Lao Zhu were not the type to ask questions, especially when there were conflicts between the two sisters, it was not appropriate for the brothers to intervene, and it was even more difficult for outsiders to find out.

They all knew their limits, so the conversation turned to achievements and the general trend of the world.

"I have also heard about how Li Langjun seized Shouchun at night, how you, Brother Liu, drove away thousands of bandits on your own, and how you two performed heroic deeds in Jinyang. I never thought that in just a few months, you two have become famous all over the world. This is truly cause for celebration."

When Zhang Jian mentioned the achievements of Li Si and Lao Liu, his face was full of admiration and a little bit of envy.

Li Si waved his hand and said, "Brother Zhang, I won't hide it from you. I had to shoot the arrow on the string when I went to Jinyang. The King of Liang deliberately made things difficult for me. It was luck that I was able to successfully capture Murong Xu. As for the battle of Shouchun, I was just following orders and got a credit. Brother Liu knows these two things. They are not achievements. It's just luck. But I saw Brother Liu's bravery with my own eyes. The ancients praised the bravery of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. In my opinion, Brother Liu's bravery is not inferior to Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. The saints said that he was a powerful minister of the time."

Liu Xuanji shook his head and laughed when he heard this: "Silang, that's not the way to say it. Although I have some courage, I am far inferior to you in commanding troops. Although you are steady, you have the courage to fight to the death. There is a saying that goes, "Everything should be planned before action", and it's about you."

Li Yuanhui waved his hand and said, "That's too much. I, Li, know my own worth."

Zhang Jian said, "Mr. Li, you are really too modest. What Brother Liu said is absolutely not an exaggeration."

They were just bragging about their business here when someone came to Zhang Jian's door and said someone wanted to see General Li.

The servants did not dare to delay and immediately informed the people who were drinking and brought the person over. Li Yuanhui took a look and found that it was his confidant Han Quan.

Han Quan bowed to them, then whispered in Li Yuanhui's ear: "Silang, the King of Wu is looking for you, and it seems urgent."

Upon hearing this, Li Yuanhui immediately stood up and said, "My dear brothers, I have something to do here. I will leave first. We will meet again another day."

Old Zhu wanted to ask if he needed help or something, but was stopped by Liu Xuanji.

Zhang Jian stood up and said, "Mr. Li, please do as you please, but you must stay at my place in Jiangdu for the next few days."

"Okay, you guys can chat slowly, no need to move."

Li Yuanhui got on his horse immediately after leaving Zhang's garden, and then followed Han Quan all the way to the palace.

At this time, because the saint was staying there, the outside of the palace was heavily guarded, but Li Yuanhui's face was his pass, and he entered the palace directly.

It is called a temporary palace, but in fact it is a converted garden. The sage himself lived in the center, and the King of Wu lived in a courtyard on the periphery.

The journey was smooth and they entered the courtyard where the King of Wu lived.

In the main hall, there were the King of Wu and his trusted officials such as the military officer, the chief secretary, the Duan brothers, and Wei Xiaoju. Li Yuanhui was the last to arrive.

"Your Highness, but what else."

Several people looked at the King of Wu who was sitting in the main seat. However, the normally steady prince had a look of panic on his face and was quite restless.

After a while, he finally uttered a few words: "Father, I don't seem to be feeling well these past few days."

As soon as Murong Yang finished speaking, except for the Duan brothers, the rest of the people showed expressions of horror.

Liang Chongli asked, "Is the news true?"

Li Yuanhui frowned when he heard this. Is this guy crazy? He doesn't even pretend to be more anxious than Murong Yang himself?

Duan Wuda said: "The Saint has barely eaten anything in the past few days. It seems that he had some symptoms in Shouchun."

"Shut up." "Empress Duan."

Duan Wuchen and Li Yuanhui spoke out to stop it almost at the same time.

Duan Wuda fell silent upon hearing this, looked at the two of them, swallowed the rest of his words, and then lowered his head.

He was a Palace Attendant, so it wouldn't be a problem for him to give Murong Yang some information, but to tell him in such detail was against his loyalty as a subject.

Even those who listened to it would be taboo, so Li Yuanhui spoke out to stop them, saying that these words were not for these people to hear.

And Duan Wuchen definitely didn't want him to say too much.

King Wu also reacted a little, and then said: "This king. I. Now I." "Your Highness, if the saint is unwell, you are a prince, you should personally serve the sick and ask for medicine without taking off your clothes, instead of summoning your confidants here!"

Li Yuanhui directly dealt Murong Yang a heavy blow.

I secretly complained in my heart, how come this person, who usually looks quite smart, couldn't make sense at the critical moment?

Murong Yang was startled when he heard this, then nodded, "Yes, yes, Silang, you are right, you are right. But... But."

"But what? Your Highness, as a subject and a son, what should I do?" Li Yuanhui was a little angry at him for not fighting back.

You are the only prince around, why don’t you go to the emperor and wait for his food?
"But the emperor has not summoned the ministers for several days. I asked Feng Jin, but he refused to speak. In addition, the attendants around the emperor have been replaced several times in the past few days. Some people were secretly executed directly in the dragon boat. There is also a major epidemic in Chen County, Runan. Hundreds of people have died in Xiacai."

Li Yuanhui finally understood that Murong Ying must have been infected with the plague. Murong Yang was afraid that he would be infected if he went to serve the sick, after all, if he was infected with the plague at that time, he would basically die.

Murong Yang's worries were not without reason.

"Your Highness, you must go and ask to see the Saint immediately. If the Saint refuses to see you, you can ask Eunuch Feng to report it. Just tell him that you know the Saint is unwell and you want to attend to him personally."

Liang Wang's Chief Clerk Ruan Cheng also echoed, "Your Highness, the Prince Consort is right. Your Highness doesn't need to do anything at this moment. You just need to be a filial son."

Murong Yang was still troubled when he heard this: "What if my father doesn't see me?"

"Your Highness, you must be a filial son."

Murong Yang finally realized that doing one's best does not necessarily mean doing one's best. One can choose not to do something, but one must show one's attitude.

In fact, it is similar to what they estimated.

Murong Ying was indeed ill. At first, he thought it was a cold, but after taking a few doses of medicine, there was no effect and he became weaker and weaker.

Moreover, several of the eunuchs and palace maids serving nearby also showed similar symptoms. In order to prevent the news from leaking, Feng Jin issued a gag order and secretly dealt with several eunuchs and palace maids who were probably infected with the disease.

If Duan Wuda had not also served as the Palace Attendant, it would have been impossible for him to know this news.

As for the King of Wu, he has some other channels. After all, as a prince who is in the limelight, there are still many people who want to bet on him.

Among them naturally there were some concubines who were taking care of the sick.

Lying on the bed, Murong Ying felt groggy, weak and cold all over. He heard Feng Jin coming to report that King Wu Murong Yang wanted to come in to take care of him.

Although Murong Ying was a little drowsy, he was still conscious and asked, "How did he know?"

Feng Jin didn't reply, but just lowered his head.

Murong Ying added, "Forget it. There is no such thing as a wall that is impenetrable. It has been so long and I haven't seen him since dawn or dusk. Even if you are slow-witted, you should realize it. Let him go back."

"Yes."

After Feng Jin responded, he turned around and went out to the gate. Murong Yang was still waiting at the door, looking a little nervous.

"Your Highness, the Saint asked you to go back."

"Mr. Feng, what happened to our father?" Murong Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Jin shook his head. "Your Highness, don't ask anymore. But you were very good this time. You didn't act rashly."

Murong Yang broke out in sweat when he heard this.

"Mr. Feng."

"Your Highness, you should listen more to the opinions of virtuous people. What do you think?"

(End of this chapter)