Protectorate Mansion......

Wang Qian, who is nearly ninety years old, is lying on the couch, no longer has the demeanor of the past, and the whole person looks dying.

During this time, Ying Yuanman has been taking care of Wang Qian, and a few days ago, the old general had lost consciousness, and the whole person was in a daze.

kept talking about his son Wang Ben and grandson Wang Li, but Wang Ben was responsible for guarding southern Xinjiang.

And Wang Li has also crossed the ocean for more than two years, and there is no news.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

Not only emperors, but also courtiers with unlimited scenery are the same.

They enjoy the glory that ordinary people can't enjoy, and they also have to take their own corresponding responsibilities.

General Wang Lao is a hero and has made countless immortal military exploits, but he is about to die in his old age, and he has no heirs to protect him except himself.

"Leaving the child...... You're back! ”

"Come to Grandpa, let Grandpa take a good look."

Just when Ying Yuanman was distracted, Wang Jian suddenly stared at the boss, turned over and sat up, looked at Ying Yuanman in front of him, and said with a kind smile on his face.

Ying Yuanman was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Old general, I'm Yuanman!" ”

"Yuanman ......"

"Are you the eldest princess?"

Wang Jian paused, then rubbed his cloudy old eyes, and said suspiciously.

"That's right! It's my Yuanman, Wang Li's general went to sea and hasn't come yet. ”

Ying Yuanman said in a complicated mood, she and Wang Jian have been respectful of each other for 20 years, and there is no so-called relationship between men and women at all, but more like a teacher and a friend.

"The old eyes are dizzy and delirious."

"Thank you Eldest Princess for taking care of you during this time."

Wang Jian coughed heavily, and suddenly seemed to lose his spirit and lay down slowly.

"As the wife of an old general, this is Yuan Man's business."

Ying Yuanman sighed, feeling a little heavy.

Wang Jian stretched out his trembling right hand, pointed to a delicate box in front of the bed, and said, "There is a ...... in this Yes...... Three letters, one for you, one for Ben'er, and one for Li'er...... Ahem, ahem! ”

After saying this, Wang Jian seemed to have exhausted the strength of his whole body, and gasped for breath.

"The old general has more cultivation, it is better to talk less, Yuan Man immediately asked people to invite the imperial doctor."

Ying Yuanman saw that Wang Jian seemed to be in a very bad state, and he was anxious.

"No...... Not necessarily. The old man's own body knows very well that the limit has come, and it has nothing to do with disasters. ”

"If you don't say something, I'm afraid you won't have a chance again, ahem!"

Wang Jian looked at Ying Yuanman, and said as if he knew the destiny of heaven.

"Old General."

Ying Yuanman's eyes were hazy with tears and he said sadly.

"Wang Jian has been cautious all his life and has never made any major mistakes. The only thing I'm sorry for is the eldest princess, for twenty years, although you and I have the name of husband and wife, but there is no husband and wife. ”

"It's not Wang Jian's iron heart, and it's not the princess's fault. But Wang Jian has fought on the battlefield for many years and has been injured countless times. Wang Jian is old, and he has long had no intention of having a personal relationship with his children. ”

"Your Majesty's grace is vast, and the old minister is not blessed to climb the royal family."

"Wang Jian is alive for a day, it is not difficult to divorce his wife, but how to take care of the royal family and the face of the Wang family?"

"Now that Wang Jian has reached the limit, the princess can find another good match, and she no longer needs to be constrained by the Wang family."

"I, Wang Jian Hero, only the princess's ear!"

Wang Jian stared at Ying Yuanman, his face was full of guilt, and after speaking, his head tilted, completely cutting off his vitality.

"Old General......

Soon the Protector's Mansion sounded, and there was an endless stream of cries.

Ying Zheng was praying for heaven, looking at a delicate circular circle, a mini long car, running on the circular track.

"Your Majesty, I don't know if you can be satisfied?"

The Ministry of Industry Shang Linggong stopped slutting, looked at His Majesty with an expressionless face, and said with some trepidation.

"How long does it take for the finished product to be put into production?"

Ying Zheng stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the model with a blazing gaze.

"Back to Your Majesty, there are still many difficulties to overcome, and the minister thinks it will take at least five years."

Gong Zhi said a conservative estimate and said worriedly.

"It's been too long."

Ying Zheng's voice is tepid, which makes people unhappy and unhappy.

But the public lost and stopped slutting, but he heard His Majesty's dissatisfaction, and it was obvious that His Majesty did not like this answer.

"Your Majesty, if there is a major director of the Ministry of Industry, two years should be enough."

The public lost and cried bitterly, and said cautiously.

"Without the Major Division of the Ministry of Industry, will my Great Qin Ministry of Industry collapse?"

"If that's the case, I think you're a little incompetent as a Ministry of Justice."

Ying Zheng turned around and looked at the public loss, and said meaningfully.

"Your Majesty, in the past few years, almost all major projects of the Ministry of Industry have been presided over and completed by the Major Division of the Ministry of Industry."

"The old minister is ashamed, the public loser is famous for his skilled craftsmen, but in front of the young secretary of the Ministry of Industry, I am willing to bow down, and I am ashamed."

Although he was scared, he definitely didn't dare to make a military order in front of His Majesty as soon as his head was hot, and if it could not be completed on time, it would be a crime of deception.

"After Luban, it is difficult to regain the glory of the ancestors."

Ying Zhengruo said meaningfully, and then waved his hand.

The public didn't dare to refute, he really had no face and no confidence, so he could only bow his hand and say: "Minister, retire." ”

It's just that Your Majesty neither agreed nor refused, I really don't know what it means!

After leaving, Gong Zhi felt a headache.

"Your Majesty......"

At this moment, Bai Zhuo trotted all the way, shouting as he ran.

Seeing this, the public lost and stopped slutting, a little staggered, what's wrong?

What's really going on?

Can Shaofu Ling be so gaffe?

It's just that none of this has anything to do with him, and the only thing he can do is to pray that the steam railcar that His Majesty is looking forward to every day will be put into production as soon as possible.

Rail cars are not a rare thing, Daqin has long had wooden rail carriages, which can make horses more labor-saving and pull heavier and more goods.

But this steam train opened his eyes, he didn't need anything, he could run by himself, it was a god!

"Panic, what kind of system?"

Ying Zheng was looking at the model steam rail car, when he heard Bai Zhuo's shouts from afar, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Your Majesty...... The Protector of the Kingdom, General Wang, swallowed his last breath not long ago, and died. ”

Bai Zhuo's voice choked up, and he bowed his hand.

Wang Qian, are you leaving?

Ay!

Although this was expected to be such a day, I just didn't expect it to come so soon.

After his birthday, Wang Jian was critically ill, resigned from all positions, and recuperated in the house.

Unexpectedly, that time turned out to be the farewell of the monarch and the minister.

Great Qin swept through the six countries, and the Wang clan destroyed the fifth......

Although this is not only the credit of the Wang family, it can be seen that the Wang family's merits are also in the world.

Wang Jian is gone, who is next?

When will I leave this world?

The sadness in Ying Zheng's heart slowly rose, and he was a little lonely for a while.

Bai Zhuo looked at His Majesty silently, his back was gloomy, his heartstrings were tense, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

"With a national ceremony, his only son Wang Ben guarded southern Xinjiang, and his only grandson Wang Li crossed the ocean. Ordered the prince of the East Palace to go to the mourning in front of the spirit, and did his filial piety on behalf of his children and grandchildren. ”

"The Manchu Dynasty is civil and military, and all the princes and nobles who are in Guanzhong must go to the Guogong Mansion for funeral."

Ying Zheng turned his back to Bai Zhuo, his voice was a little tired, and after speaking, he sat down directly on the spot, looking at the constantly circulating rail car model.

"Minister, obey the order."

Bai Zhuo immediately bowed his hand, did not dare to disturb the holy driver, and then left in a hurry.

The dark palace gate closed again, and only Ying Zheng sat alone in the deep palace hall, quietly reminiscing about those lost youth......