Yan remembered that when he was young, Emperor Jia'an had also held his hand, but the emperor at that time was in the prime of life, powerful and high, and he had abundant strength when he mastered him, which is like now, the palm of his hand is cold and slippery, the skin on the back of his hand is loose, and the texture is extremely deep, trying to hold his hand, but he has more than enough strength but not enough. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I, in this life, right and wrong, leave it to others to judge ......"

Emperor Jia'an endured the pain, and Huang Yixing said with a crying voice:

"Everyone, the Nine, the Nine Emperors are waiting for your summons."

Emperor Jia'an didn't hear it and asked about Fu Minghua.

"When I entered the palace, the child was already born, waiting for you to give me a name."

Yan Chai pursed his lips and looked at the back of Emperor Jia'an's hand, his gaze becoming deeper and deeper.

Emperor Jia'an's spirits perked up, and he said again: "At this time, someone has already carried him to the palace." ”

Hearing Yan Chai's words, Emperor Jia'an breathed a long sigh of relief, and the blood on the wings of his nose seemed to be connected into silk, dripping straight down the neckline.

The emperor nodded gently, his spirit was not abundant, and he seemed to be extremely difficult to do such a simple action.

"I only wish my son a long life and no worries about disasters......"

He whispered these words in his mouth, and he didn't know whether he was grateful for the words that the Queen Mother had never said to him at the beginning, or his love for his son at this time.

may have both, but at this time, he arranged for his son step by step, adding notoriety, but he was willing, and there was no reluctance and reluctance, so that he could better understand the love of parents and son.

The feeling of hating that I can't give up everything, my reputation and status are like floating clouds, and I just want to put the best in the hands of my son.

"The first emperor once said," Emperor Jia'an gasped, endured severe pain, and between his rapid breathing, some coagulated blood clots beside his nostrils shook with his breathing, he endured and endured, and suffered a wave of painful torture before he said:

"Raising a child is a hundred years old, often worried, ninety-nine."

He caught Yan Chaser more tightly: "At that time, I was still young and didn't understand the deep meaning, but now, I only understand now." ”

Parents are always for the sake of their children, but it's a pity that he is too willful and doesn't take care of his mother.

"I ......" He seemed to have something to say, his eyes looked at Yan Chai, and he wanted to stop talking, but in the end he just sighed, let go of his son's hand, and closed his eyes:

"Let them in."

Yan Chai's expression was complicated, he glanced at the emperor and stepped back.

Outside, Yan Ji rushed in, with tears in his eyes.

In this year, it was not easy for Yan Ji, he first lost the queen mother who cherished him, and then lost his mother last night, and now Emperor Jia'an is angry, I am afraid that even his father will be lost.

He was a little apprehensive and went to look for Yan Chai's figure, and the moment he saw his half-brother, Yan Ji felt better.

"I was born in troubled times, I was named the crown prince at the beginning of the first year of the founding of the first year, and since I ascended the throne at the end of the first year of the founding of the first year, I have been strict with myself, lest I lose the trust of the first emperor......"

He spoke slowly, his face becoming much more ugly than before.

Du Xuanzhen held the pen in his hand and quickly wrote on the fold.

The living room under the subordinate of Menxia Province was also recording the emperor's words, and for a while he could only hear the 'rustling' of the pen on the paper, and Yan Chai knelt on the side with a serious expression.

“…… Pingxing Yuanfu Jian's rebellion, Antubo, extermination of the Turks, recovery of Huifu. The Rong clan controls the government ......"

Emperor Jia'an's voice was hoarse, talking about his life achievements.

Huang Yixing's heart was sour, the emperor was afraid that he already had a premonition, so at this time, it seemed that he was explaining the future.

In ordinary people's homes, the elders are in poor health, and their children and grandchildren surround the bed, who will be like this supreme in the world, who is about to die, but is still worried about the affairs of the family and the country.

Now that Rong Tuying has been ambushed, the rest of the Rong clan and their friends are all handed over to the crown prince. I have nine sons, except for the abolition of Wang Yanxin, the eldest son of the emperor has mediocre qualifications, and he is named the king of Wei, and the second son ...... "The emperor beat the spirit, halfway through the words, his face became more and more ugly, and he almost couldn't speak out of tune several times, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, trying to make his thoughts clear, but for some reason, his teeth and cheeks seemed to have stopped listening to him, and it took a lot of effort, and he didn't know if the tip of his tongue was bitten.

His mouth was full of blood, Huang Yixing stepped forward to serve him, wiped the blood on the side of his cheeks and nose, and Emperor Jia'an continued:

"Yan Ji, the ninth son of me, mellow and long-cherished, diligent and Yimao, when the emperor was alive, he had done his filial piety in front of his knees, filial piety became his nature, his demeanor was calm, I was awarded the treasure, he was named the king of Qi, and he was never replaced, and the fief of Shenzhou in Liaodong County, in February of the next year, he went to the fiefdom of Shenzhou, and he was not allowed to enter Luoyang without being edicted."

When Yan Ji heard this, he held back his tears and didn't cry, but he glanced at Yan Chai with some trepidation.

"The crown prince chases, the third son of me, the great filial piety, and the natural virtue...... Hundreds of civil and military officials, public secretaries, sent to the residence, there is no violation of my will. After the revolt, the funeral will be carried out in seven days, and the country and the society will not be left without an owner for a day. The crown prince is the emperor in front of the cardinal, according to the old system of the Zhou and Han dynasties, military affairs, can not be delayed. Ordinary idle things, each performing his own duties is ......"

When the palace people and chamberlains heard this, they all lowered their heads and gently wiped their tears.

Yan Chai's cheeks tightened more and more, and his lips pursed even tighter as he watched Emperor Jia'an calmly explain the aftermath.

"Martial arts in the Chinese, more than three grades, and crying in the morning on three days, fifteen sounds, and the ...... will be out after the fact"

Emperor Jia'an endured the pain, and the more he spoke, the lighter his tone became.

The blood on his mouth dried, and his voice grew thinner:

"Incumbent officials, in their respective offices, can mourn for three days to ......"

Du Xuanzhen and others worked hard to write, lest they miss the words.

After Emperor Jia'an finished explaining the aftermath, he suddenly seemed to remember something, his originally somewhat dim eyes lit up, and his eyes pierced through the crowd, as if he was looking for it.

Yan Chai straightened up, knelt on the ground and moved a few steps, Emperor Jia'an stretched out his hand and waved it in mid-air, and when his son's hand reached over, he held it firmly and asked in a loud voice:

"Is Zhao'er here?"

Everyone was afraid that the emperor was confused when he was dying.

Among the royal family, where is there anything called 'Zhao'er'?

Yan Chai remembered that he had said before that he would ask the emperor to give a name to his newborn son, but when he said it, he never thought that the emperor would really name his son.

His situation is already so serious.

"Zhuo Biyun Han, Zhao returns to the sky." He explained that the origin of the name "Zhao'er" comes from the "Daya. Yun Han", is the meaning of light and glory, Zhao is the sun and the moon, and he took great painstaking efforts to name his grandson.

Emperor Jia'an firmly held Yan Chai's hand, and his eyes widened.

Yan Chai nodded, and felt that the hands holding him gradually lost some strength.

The attendant who picked up Yan Zhao outside hurriedly came, and Emperor Jia'an was still panting, and it was already very difficult.

The child is more pleasing than when he was born, not like the crumpled appearance when he was born.

It's just that the skin is red, and I was hugged all the way to 'wow' and cry. (To be continued.) )