The elite did not migrate south

Chapter 216: What’s your backup plan?

"Brother!!!"

Sima Zhao's roar resounded throughout the General's Mansion.

Sima Zhao rushed forward, as if trying to grab something, but Sima Shi no longer responded. His shouting alerted the people outside, and doctors rushed in immediately, about eight or nine of them. They rushed to Sima Shi's side and began to diagnose him.

After just a moment, they let go.

"Hurry up and save my brother! Hurry up!!"

Sima Zhao shouted.

The doctor looked at Sima Zhao fearfully and whispered, "The general has no pulse. General Zhengxi, the general was already on the verge of death. To have survived until now is something none of us could have imagined. Please accept my condolences."

Sima Zhao felt his mind go blank. He stared at the doctors in front of him angrily and said, "If you can't save me, I will let you all go with me."

Sima Zhao had just said half of his words when he suddenly remembered something and suppressed the anger on his face.

He was silent for a long time.

"Go out."

The doctor thanked him hastily and left the study.

Sima Yan cried inconsolably, but Sima Zhao slowly wiped away his tears. At this moment, Sima Zhao felt an unprecedented sense of panic.

He had never been so scared in his life, as if someone had pulled something out of his bones. His whole body became uncoordinated and he felt as if he was not standing on the ground. His legs were weak.

He closed his eyes and kept recalling in his mind what his brother had told him.

My father is gone. My brother is gone too.

From now on, everything depends on yourself.

I will carry out my father's and brother's last wishes myself.

Gao Rou, Lu Yu, Cao Mao, Guanqiu Jian, Wang Xiang. All those who killed my brother will pay the price for it sooner or later!

Sima Zhao opened his eyes again and looked at Sima Yan who was standing beside him. "Go and announce the funeral."

When cries began to echo throughout the General's Mansion, those who were squatting outside the General's Mansion were so excited that they could not express it in words. They all wanted to roar at the top of their lungs.

The news of Sima Shi's death spread quickly in Luoyang.

Almost everyone was staring at this place, and more and more people were getting the news.

"Father!!"

There was a shout from the Shangshutai.

Lu Yu, who was leading his officials to "handle business" quickly, looked up with displeasure on his face, and saw Lu Qin stumbling into the Shangshutai. Facing the officials' puzzled gazes, he looked at Lu Yu and said tremblingly, "The general is dead."

Lu Yu, who was about to scold him, was also stunned at this moment. He suddenly reacted and widened his eyes, "You, what did you say?"

"The general has passed away! It's true! The funeral has been announced and the notice is being spread everywhere."

"Ah"

Lu Yu's expression suddenly became very strange, distorted for a moment, but soon calmed down. He lowered his head and took a long breath. When he raised his head again, only sadness remained on his face.

"General!!"

"Hurry up and prepare the car for me!"

Lu Yu immediately put down what he was doing and prepared to go to Sima Shi's mansion.

In fact, Lu Yu was not the only one who thought this way. Many ministers thought the same way. When they first heard the news, most of them lost control of their emotions and rushed to the General's Mansion in a hurry.

They just wanted to confirm this matter and they had to see Sima Shi die with their own eyes before they would believe it.

All the officials in the Secretariat followed Lu Yu.

Cui Zan had just taken a few steps when he turned around and saw Sima Fu standing there without moving.

"Master Taifu, let's go together. Even if the general made mistakes in the past, he's passed away now. The dead are great, and we should pay our respects to them."

Sima Fu shook his head.

"I don't have such a son. Go away."

Cui Zan wanted to say something, but when he saw Sima Fu's serious face, he shook his head helplessly and turned away.

All the ministers in the Secretariat have left.

Only Sima Fu was left, sitting there in silence for a long time.

Gao Rou also learned the news of Sima Shi's death.

Gao Rou was even more excited than Lu Yu.

The reason why Gao Rou didn't dare to make things too awkward with Lu Yu was because Sima Shi was still alive.

He knew that even if the Queen Mother gave the order, he would not be able to seize power. Moreover, the ministers were not at peace and would not allow internal war. He had been looking forward to the death of the general.

When this day finally came, Gao Rou was overjoyed.

Although he defeated Sima Shi in the court meeting and knew that Sima Shi was half-paralyzed, Gao Rou was always afraid. Every time the wind blew outside, his heart would beat wildly, for fear that Sima Shi would suddenly appear in his mansion.

Perhaps it was not just him, many ministers had this feeling, especially those who offended Sima Shi to death.

In fact, everyone was waiting for Sima Shi's dying counterattack.

They were all very afraid that Sima Shi would drag one of them away before he died.

But now it seems that Sima Shi was too ill to fight anymore and he died.

Gao Rou breathed a sigh of relief, a smile spread across his old face, and he felt light and airy. He also quickly reacted.

"Prepare the car!" Gao Guang asked, "Are we going to the General's Mansion?"

"No! Go to the palace!!"

At this moment, Cao Mao was sitting in the East Hall. This time, Wang Xiang talked about the importance of finance to the court. Wang Xiang finally stopped fooling Cao Mao and began to teach him some real things about governing the world, such as the world's finances, commodity circulation, market prices and so on.

Just as Wang Xiang was speaking, Zhang Hua hurried in, looked at Cao Mao in front of him, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Wang Xiang paused, but Cao Mao said, "Study is the most important thing. Don't disturb me. Wait outside."

Wang Xiang smiled and said, "No problem, let him talk."

Cao Mao nodded, and Zhang Hua said, "Your Majesty, the general is dead."

At this moment, Wang Xiang almost lost his composure and the book in his hand fell to the ground.

Cao Mao quickly picked up the book, handed it to him, then turned to look at Zhang Hua.

"understood."

"Go wait outside."

Zhang Hua bowed again and turned to leave. Wang Xiang looked at Cao Mao in astonishment, but Cao Mao said, "Please continue, Master."

Wang Xiang was telling the story and Cao Mao was listening.

The only difference from before was that Wang Xiang was a little confused at this moment. His words were intermittent and not as smooth as before. His train of thought was greatly disturbed. Sima Shi's death gave him many ideas and plans. In this situation, he was trying to do two things at once and was naturally confused.

But Cao Mao listened very carefully and asked questions from time to time.

Zhang Hua, standing at the door, watched the scene quietly and couldn't help shaking his head.

"Those who accomplish things are like your majesty."

Wei Shu was still the same, with a dazed look on his face.

Under Cao Mao's guidance, Wang Xiang finally calmed down and completed today's course.

After finishing his lecture, Wang Xiang asked, "Your Majesty, the great general has passed away. Are you going to attend the funeral?"

Cao Mao shook his head. "I'm not in a hurry. Teacher, do you want to go over and take a look?"

Wang Xiang nodded and said, "I will go."

Cao Mao didn't say much and respectfully sent Wang Xiang away. After Wang Xiang left, the two eunuchs came in.

"His Majesty."

Cao Mao's expression also became unusually solemn. "Sima Shi hasn't even made a move yet, how could he be dead? Perhaps there's a trick!"

"Given Sima Shi's character, it's not impossible that he faked his death. Let's wait a little longer."

Zhang Hua nodded thoughtfully.

When Wang Xiang left the palace and hurried to the General's Mansion, the streets were blocked by carriages, and the heart-wrenching cries coming from inside could be heard from a long distance away.

The gate of the General's Mansion was open.

Wang Xiang looked inside cautiously, and someone came out immediately. This person was Sima Gan.

Sima Gan does not look much like Sima Shi and Sima Zhao; he seems more like his mother.

As Sima Shi's younger brother, he was standing at the door at this moment, responsible for welcoming the ministers who came to mourn.

Wang Xiang hurriedly bowed and wiped his tears.

"I have come here specially to see the general off."

Sima Gan arranged people to lead Wang Xiang to pay homage.

While walking on the road, Wang Xiang saw many ministers, and he even saw Chen Qian. Chen Qian was a little surprised to see him coming, but now was not the time to talk, so he nodded to Wang Xiang and left.

When Wang Xiang arrived at the mourning hall, the ministers were kneeling in front of Sima Shi and crying bitterly.

Just looking at the way they cried, anyone who didn't know would think they were Sima Shi's relatives.

After all, Sima Shi's relatives were more restrained at this moment and did not cry their hearts out.

Wang Xiang looked at the general above him and tears immediately rolled down his cheeks. He was several levels more humiliated than those ministers who could not squeeze out tears and could only howl!

He knelt in front of the general in a daze.

Looking at the motionless general above him, Wang Xiang closed his eyes and shed tears silently.

Lu Yu sat at the front and cried the loudest. He rushed to the general several times, grabbed his hand, and almost reached out to check Sima Shi's breath. After confirming that Sima Shi in front of him really had no pulse, Lu Yu cried even louder.

Sima Zhao sat calmly not far away, looking at this group of ministers who were putting on a show. His eyes were particularly cold, even a bit like Sima Shi's.

Wang Xiang felt very strange at this moment.

I hid behind because I didn't want to be hit hard by Sima Shi. How could he die like this before Sima Shi even attacked?

Even if he lost the support of the government and the public, he still had a large group of trusted confidants under his command.

By the way, he still has a lot of assassins!
Wang Xiang looked around calmly.

Where are those people now?

Wang Xiang really couldn't understand. Sima Shi's death was too easy. Didn't he even have the ability to fight back?

If he didn't fight back, how could he succeed Lu Yu on his own?

Wang Xiang looked at Sima Shi who was lying quietly on it.

What is your situation?

(End of this chapter)