I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Hejian County Prince's Mansion, outside the mourning hall.

Almost all the officials of the fifth rank and above from all ministries came to express their condolences.

Changsun Wuji was the leader standing in the yard with deep eyes.

"Changsun Shangshu, someone has a look." Li Daozong looked inside in amazement, looking at the coffin from time to time - he couldn't believe it was real.

He would rather believe it was a joke, and sincerely hoped that Li Xiaogong would lift the lid of the coffin in an uproar, jump out laughing, and yell, "Scared you!"

Then his leg was broken by Li Shimin, and his official position and title were cut off.

Well... the point is to break the leg.

I also don't want to believe that Li Xiaogong is really dead.

Changsun Wuji nodded, he heard the fear in Li Daozong's words: "Speak."

He was a little strange, why... Li Daozong felt scared?At his age, even if he has not experienced those things, he will not be indifferent to the life and death of people.

Li Daozong swallowed his saliva: "When Mr. Zhengyang forcibly broke into the prison of Dali Temple, he once told Li Shangshu that if he ran into him, he would die soon."

Changsun Wuji's face changed, and he turned his head suddenly: "Is this true?"

Li Daozong nodded: "The lower officials dare not speak nonsense."

At that time, what they thought was a joke, but now it has come true, like a boulder falling on their hearts.

Changsun Wuji's expression was uncertain.

When Li Daozong said this, he had a guess in his mind, but it was hard for him to believe that his guess was true, after all, he was too stupid.

Who would deliberately tell others that I want to kill you before killing someone.

"When Xiaogong was critically ill, did you ever seek a doctor?" Changsun Wuji thought for a while and asked.

Li Daozong stared, how could he know the news.

The official of the Ministry of Rites surnamed Du bowed, and interjected: "Li Shangshu once visited the doctor."

Changsun Wuji waved his hand: "Please come quickly!"

The official surnamed Du nodded, trotted out, and after a while, he brought an elderly doctor over. Changsun Wuji glanced at him, he knew this man.

It's Xinglin's master in the city, sometimes if something happens to his body, he will go to his place to have a look.

This made him break into a cold sweat.

If his guess is true, then he is really too dangerous.

"Why did Xiaogong die?" Changsun Wuji narrowed his eyes, and there was a cold light in his pupils.

The doctor bit the bullet and replied: "Due to a sudden illness."

Changsun Wuji asked, he would not be fooled just because of such a sentence: "What disease?"

The doctor opened his mouth, thinking about what to say.

"Oh? Do you need to think hard about the cause?" Changsun Wuji raised his hand with a dangerous tone. As long as his hand falls, his guards will immediately take down the doctor.

The doctor swallowed his saliva and became nervous: "Shangsun Shangshu, it's not intentional to hide it, it's just... it's really hard to talk about the cause of the disease."

"That's what Ma'am also meant."

lady?

Changsun Wuji turned to look at the mourning hall, he remembered that Li Xiaogong's main wife was married when Li Xiaogong had not yet made a fortune, she was not a wealthy family, and had never had her own opinions.

Why did she intervene in this matter?

Changsun Wuji waved his hand.

Li Daozong nodded and sang, and was about to limp and walk over. The official of the Ministry of Rites surnamed Du couldn't stand it anymore. He said something to Li Daozong, and strode towards the mourning hall.

Not long after, he came out from inside, bowed to Changsun Wuji, and said, "Shangsun Shangshu, this matter is indeed Madam's intention, but she also said that if Shangshu wants to know, he will naturally know."

"It's just... not too many people know about it."

The "too many people" here actually means "other people" in the original sentence, but the officials surnamed Du also want to know, anyway, Li Xiaogong is already dead, so Li Xiaogong couldn't just jump out of the coffin and beat him up.

Changsun Wuji nodded and looked at the doctor.

The doctor sighed, and said softly: "Li Shangshu is... When he was having fun with the dancer, he suffered a heartache for a while, and he couldn't save him."

The so-called real pain refers to heart disease.

In the "Huangdi Neijing", it is written that "the heart hurts, the brothers and feet are green to the knot, the heartache is very serious, and it will die in the evening, and it will die in the evening", which is almost an emergency disease that is difficult to treat.

"Is it really this disease?" Changsun Wuji was a little suspicious and didn't dare to believe it.

The doctor nodded with a serious expression: "That's true."

Li Daozong and the officials surnamed Du showed a trace of satisfaction on their faces. No wonder the doctor was hesitating just now. It doesn't matter what disease he died of, but the way and occasion of his death were too strange.

Changsun Wuji still felt strange.

It's okay if it's normal.

Why did Li Xiaogong feel heartbroken by such a coincidence more than a month after Zhengyang Gong said those words.

He beckoned, told the guards, and invited a few more doctors to come over.

Check them one by one.

Although each doctor said different things, the final result was the same. They all decided that Li Xiaogong died of heartache. As for poisoning...they didn't see any signs of poisoning on Li Xiaogong's body.

Not poisoning.

Changsun Wuji frowned even more, which proved that his guess just now was false.

It didn't make him feel better.

Zhou Xiaosan didn't go to offer condolences, although it was a bit unethical, but he and Li Xiaogong didn't have a good relationship, as long as they didn't dance or celebrate at the funeral, everyone would turn a blind eye.

He went straight to Tongfu restaurant.

The shock and fear in my heart are beyond words.

"Da Lang, Da Lang." As soon as Zhou Xiaosan entered the door, he saw Yin Xuan tutoring Yin Lulu in arithmetic and physics at the table, and immediately yelled, "Something has happened."

Yin Xuan glanced at him: "He's in a panic, what's the big deal?"

Before Zhou Xiaosan could answer, he paused slightly: "Is Li Xiaogong dead?"

Zhou Xiaosan nodded numbly: "Yes, Da Lang already expected it?"

Yin Xuan laughed.

Zhou Xiaosan nodded numbly again: "That's right... Dalang, you said it a month ago."

The diners who were still in the restaurant cheered up.

what's the situation?what's the situation?
What's the big deal?

They know about Li Xiaogong, the Minister of Rites, and the only name on the blacklist with a red circle.

He actually died?Oh... Mr. Zhengyang can say that, they can only say "Xu".

Zhou Xiaosan glanced at Yin Xuan.

Yin Xuan waved his hand indifferently.

Zhou Xiaosan knew that these things could be said, he hesitated for a while, and considered his wording.For example, the details of the case cannot be said, and these have to be omitted.

"A few days ago, this Li Shangshu had some disputes with Da Lang. At that time, that Li Shangshu dared to threaten Da Lang."

"Da Lang told Li Shangshu that if he bumped into me, there would be no good end."

"So... you all saw it in the end."