Chapter 122: Dawn (2)

Emperor Zhaoyuan was a Ming monarch in the first half of his life, and in the second half of his life, he was an honest Taoist, obsessed with immortality, took Jindan, and lost his shrewdness and sharpness in his early years. Instead of seeking immortality, it hastened the demise of his body.

And because of Meng Jinghan's fate, he neglected the government and devoted himself to killing Meng Jinghan, and repeatedly made wrong instructions. In order to deal with Meng Jinghan, he frequently mobilized soldiers and horses at the border passes, allowing the Northern Barbarians to take advantage of the gap and lurk into the capital.

When Emperor Zhaoyuan was protected and staggered out of the burned Hongde Tower, he saw the Northern Barbarians with hideous faces all around.

Then he saw King Min in the distance, his face was terrified, and his mouth was closed and he said something to him, and he was pierced through his heart by an arrow from behind, and fell to the ground and died; He saw that King Chen wanted to escape, but was slashed to the ground by the Northern Barbarians; He saw the king of Jin kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, and was stabbed through by the northern barbarians; He saw the king of Han fighting bravely, and finally was hacked to death with a knife; He saw that the fifth prince was thrown from the roof and shattered.

Yes...... Yes...... Emperor Zhaoyuan's eyes were torn apart, and he tried to open his mouth and scream, but he couldn't make a sound. Emperor Zhaoyuan's eyes were black, and his throat was fishy and sweet. "Kill them for me!!" Emperor Zhaoyuan finally roared, tears welling up in his majestic eyes.

He desperately grabbed the wrist of An Yuan Qing'an's father-in-law who was holding him behind him, and asked him weakly, "Yuan Qing, is all this a dream?" Are my emperors alright? ”

Gonggong An whimpered: "Your Majesty, this is all true, the Northern Barbarians have entered the capital." ”

Emperor Zhaoyuan's mind went blank for a moment, and everything around him was silenced. Could it be that he is already sick and confused, and these northern barbarians in front of him are all his imagination? His princes were not killed.

But when blood was splashed on his face. Emperor Zhaoyuan had a great horror in his heart during his lifetime. Could it be that Jinzhou, the capital of Great Qi, has been broken by the Northern Barbarians, and Great Qi has died?

Obviously there is a splendid river and mountain in front of you, but you suddenly wake up from a dream, and someone tells you that you have lost your country, and this kind of excitement can make people crazy.

Emperor Zhaoyuan shook his head vigorously, his body was already weak because of taking Jindan all year round, and no one knew that he could carry a gun and ride a horse in the past, but now he can't even wield a knife.

The last image of Emperor Zhaoyuan was the scimitar that slashed at him. After severe pain. He was plunged into darkness. Before falling into darkness, he was still thinking, what about the forbidden army? What about the guards? What about the Dark Guard?

When Emperor Zhaoyuan woke up again, the first thing that caught his eye was the inky blue silk tent. Emperor Zhaoyuan slowly rolled his eyes, only to feel that the brocade quilt on his body was pressing on his body like a mountain. Immobilize him. Where is he?

Emperor Zhaoyuan moved. Suddenly, a tearing pain came from his chest. The pain made it dark in front of his eyes, and it took him a while to breathe.

"Is Uncle Huang awake?" A deep voice sounded beside the bed, and Emperor Zhaoyuan looked over. Meng Jinghan stood in front of the bed wearing a dark color power suit with the light on his back, his handsome face flickering in the flickering light.

"What's wrong with me?" Emperor Zhaoyuan's eyes were a little confused, but more because of the pain caused by the wound because of his words.

Meng Jinghan's eyes were complicated, "Uncle Huang is seriously injured, let's rest!" ”

"What's going on?" Emperor Zhaoyuan closed his eyes slightly and asked in a low voice. He saw that the eyes of his nephew, whom he had always hated, were complicated, and there was some sympathy, hatred, schadenfreude, and heartache. Why?

Meng Jinghan lowered his eyes and said: "The Marquis of Xiangyang colluded with the Northern Barbarians to launch a mutiny, and now most of the capital has fallen into the hands of the Marquis of Xiangyang and the Northern Barbarians. ”

Emperor Zhaoyuan's eyes widened suddenly, and he sat up suddenly, even though the sharp pain in his chest made him almost unable to breathe. He struggled to spit out a few words, "What did you say?" Suddenly, the memory of Hongdelou, who had just forgotten just now, came back to his mind, and he let out a desperate howl, "My emperors, An'er, Jiang'er, Yun'er, Kun'er, Kang'er...... I'm going to kill them, and I order you to kill those northern barbarians for me......"

He pounded the brocade quilt, and his well-maintained black hair turned white in an instant, and his expression was extremely painful, and the majesty of the emperor in the past was completely lost, just like an ordinary old man crying bitterly about his lost child.

How could Emperor Zhaoyuan's weakened body, which was so seriously injured, withstand such a blow, the pain was extreme, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell on his back.

Meng Jinghan looked at all this with a complicated expression, and only after half a sound did he go out and call Dr. Han to come over and show Emperor Zhaoyuan. After Dr. Han took the pulse and looked at it, he stroked his beard and said: "This person's body is already full of holes, and now he is seriously injured, plus the blow just now is too big, and his heart and lungs are damaged, and he won't live for half a month." ”

Meng Jinghan looked at Emperor Zhaoyuan with a pale face lightly, "When will he wake up?" ”

"The old man had to wake him up with a golden needle, otherwise he might have died unconscious. However, if he was awakened with a golden needle, his life would not be more than three days. ”

"Don't scruple about it, just wake him up with a golden needle, three days is enough."

When Emperor Zhaoyuan woke up again, it was already the third watch in the middle of the night. The wind outside was whimpering, as if it was mourning for him. The flickering lights could not illuminate his already empty heart.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" Gonggong An stood by the bed with his body slightly hunched, Emperor Zhaoyuan rolled his eyes slightly, and made a faint voice, "Yuan Qing!" It's good that you're alive. What's going on now? ”

Meng Jinghan had just confided in the beginning, and Emperor Zhaoyuan remembered the unbearable scene, and fainted from overstimulation. Now that he woke up, he desperately wanted to know how the capital was and how Daqi was.

An Yuanqing's face sank into darkness, but his voice was choked with anger, "The Marquis of Xiangyang, in the name of King Qin, launched a mutiny, and now he has occupied most of the capital. King Rongjun connected with Lord Li of the Soldiers and Horses Division and resisted desperately, but after all, the troops in his hands were insufficient and could not fight against the Marquis of Xiangyang and the Northern Barbarians, and he had been forced to the south of the city...... The princes have all been martyred, and even several palaces have been breached, and the palace is empty, but it is safe. The rebellious minister and thief of the Marquis of Xiangyang didn't know what benefits he had gained from the Northern Barbarians, so he was so bold and treasonous...... "As An Yuanqing spoke, there was a faint sound of shouting and killing and swords striking each other.

Hearing that the palace had been breached, the muscles on Emperor Zhaoyuan's face twitched for a moment, and then a cruel smile appeared, "My trust in him has raised his ambitions. He really thinks that if he kills all of our Great Qi royal family, he will be able to ascend the throne? Traitors and thieves, big jokes. "At this time, Emperor Zhaoyuan was so calm that he didn't seem to have lost his only five sons." What about the Queen Mother and Empress Zheng Guifei? What happened after I fainted? (To be continued.) )

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