Chapter Ninety-Three: Funeral

At this moment, Zhao Mu knew what he really thought in his heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Yes, he wanted to be the emperor, and after knowing his father's various arrangements, he came up with the idea of being an emperor. He didn't question all the arrangements his father had made, but he didn't agree with it in his heart.

Zhao Mu didn't want this kind of thing to happen to him, and he didn't want to be a good emperor like his father.

So he wants to be the emperor, because only by ascending to the Ninth Five-Year Supreme can he have the power to choose.

"Father, I want to be the emperor. Be a different emperor than you. Zhao Mu hesitated for a long time before he gradually gathered his gaze and looked at his father without showing weakness.

His Majesty the Emperor did not express any opinion on Zhao Mu's remarks, what kind of emperor Zhao Mu wanted to be was his freedom, and he would not want to reproduce the same self again.

The emperor looked at Concubine Ning, was silent for a while, and said with emotion: "Between you and me, there is nothing more to say. You go to Huangquan Road first and wait for me! ”

Since she had nothing to say, Concubine Ning didn't ask anything more. She glanced at the emperor and smiled miserably: "It turns out that you are really going to die!" ”

"yes!" The emperor coughed suddenly, and Zhao Mu hurriedly handed over the handkerchief, "I am indeed going to die, if you are not in such a hurry, maybe things will really change." ”

At this time, the guards armed with swords came in and knelt silently in front of the emperor.

"If you can't wait, it's a result if you wait any longer. I'm sad that I can't win Your Majesty, because you always calculated everything. Concubine Ning smiled miserably, she finally touched her hair, and found that it was still neat and silky, so she followed the guards out with satisfaction.

"What will he do?"

There were only two people left in the palace, the emperor and Zhao Mu, and no one asked the question that Concubine Ning said, which was a difficult problem for both their father and son. As for who will figure out a solution in the end, it doesn't matter what happens to the emperor, because he is also dying.

And this time, it's really going to die.

His handkerchief, coughing bright red, was shocking.

"Father?" Zhao Mu looked at the emperor worriedly and helped him to the edge of the bed and sat down.

The emperor patted the back of Zhao Mu's hand lightly, and smiled reluctantly, "Go and invite the ministers outside to come in, I have something to announce." ”

The civil and military ministers were invited in again, and this time the difference was that the emperor had not yet died, and was sitting majestically on the dragon bed, his eyes glancing at the ministers majestically, "Jiang Heng? ”

"The old slave is here." Jiang Heng didn't know when he returned to the palace, he bent down and stood in front of the emperor, bowing his head respectfully.

When the emperor saw him, his eyebrows seemed to be much older, he waved his hand, and said tiredly: "Xuan.... Purpose."

"Whoa."

This decree was also written by the emperor himself, the difference is that two different decrees were written by one emperor, but there were two heirs to the decree. The previous letter was a letter from the country of Yuxi, and the ministers could only believe it. And this one, but he didn't take out the heirloom jade seal, but the emperor was still sitting here.

Speaking of which, isn't it a bit of a mockery?

"The crown prince Zhao Mu, with a valuable character, bows deeply, and will be able to inherit the unification, succeed me to the throne, and succeed the emperor...."

Compared to the previous decree, this time it is much simpler and clearer. Probably the emperor's original wish was like this, so he wouldn't say any more praise and the like.

After the decree was read, the emperor's face turned even paler. His majestic face seemed to be unable to maintain the indifference of the emperor anymore, and he was gently supported by Jiang Heng and slowly slept on the dragon bed.

"Where's Li Ju?" When the emperor was lying down, he spoke in a more angry voice.

"The minister is here!" Li Ju is the Marquis of Zhenyuan of the Great Zhou, and his father is the famous General Li Yang, and at this moment he stood up, wearing the official robe of a military attachΓ©, and he still looked full of killing.

"The prince is still young, and he doesn't know that there are many more. Now that I'm dying, after the crown prince ascends the throne, you have to teach him well! ”

Li Ju looked at the emperor and nodded seriously.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured, the minister will not live up to His Majesty's entrustment."

The emperor said "en" lightly, and after a while he continued to speak: "My friends have two henchmen, one is in China, and the other is Jinguo. Now that the country is peaceful, only the Kingdom of Jin remains. Li Ju, you and General Li, the affairs of the Jin Kingdom depend on you a lot. ”

"Mu'er?"

Hearing that the emperor called his name, Zhao Mu hurriedly wiped a handful of tears and hurriedly came to the emperor's side.

"You have to learn from the ministers well, don't be playful, you are the emperor now, you, you know?" The emperor used his last strength to take Zhao Mu's hand, his voice was still so weak, "You have to remember that you are the emperor!" ”

"You're the Emperor!"

Zhao Mu shed tears and nodded incessantly.

"I'm the emperor, I'm the emperor!" Zhao Mu kept repeating this sentence in his mouth, until he couldn't say a complete sentence in a crying tone.

The emperor's eyes were implied with relief, and then he summoned several ministers such as scholars and Taifu, and held their hands and entrusted Zhao Mu to them seriously, and finally when he held Shen Fuguo's hand, he was already speechless.

"Auxiliary, its... Real you.. Target... Affair... I... All...... You know, you're a... Clever... Bright... people, some.... Forget about it.... Remember, well.. Shine.... Look at... Admire... Son, also.... Yes... You... Target... Woman.... Child! The emperor struggled to say the last word, his eyes widened, and he lay down a little unwillingly.

Until the end, the emperor was never able to see his beloved empress again. He was busy telling the future, busy with his deathbed, and busy solving Concubine Ning, but he forgot that his most beloved woman was still waiting for him.

But now, he can't go.

The emperor opened his eyes unwillingly, as if he saw his queen waving to him, motioning him to pass, and behind him was an endless grassland.

Because he knew that the most important thing his queen wanted to go was to gallop and ride horses in the endless grasslands. Sing aloud.

He locked up the queen's life, trapped her like a canary in the cold palace. It turned out that he owed her so much that it was difficult to achieve until he died.

Queen, queen .... I went first!

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty!? Jiang Heng shouted loudly, and the emperor on the dragon bed never responded to him again.

Only the dragon robe on the body was flashing with light, taking away the emperor's life, conscientious, and hard work.

Even when he dies, he is only a good emperor, not a good husband, let alone a good father.

"Send Your Majesty....!" (To be continued.) )