In the late autumn of the eighth year of Wude, Zhao Xun was in the dust, just returned from the victory of the Nanjing battlefield, and before he entered the palace gate, he was told by the ministers who came to welcome him back to the court that the son of Kyushu - Zhao Jin's life hung by a thread, and he was urgently summoned to enter the palace.

When Zhao Xun heard this, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his cold eyes swept the minister who was kneeling on the ground. In fact, the news of Zhaojin's critical illness had already been reported by an informant, and he could have returned to the DPRK two days earlier, but he did not return for a long time, just to see if Zhaojin really wanted to abdicate and whether he really wanted to delegate power to him.

Since Zhao Xun ascended to the crown prince at the age of eight, he is nominally under one person and above ten thousand, but in fact he is just a puppet. Major military events, the ministers played the setbacks, and the water conservancy was repaired...... Zhaojin did not allow him to interfere, only let him lead the troops to fight, open the territory, and have the ability to govern the country and the people, but there is no place for him.

Zhaoxun's mask pulled the corners of his mouth, and a wry smile that was not noticed crossed by, after waiting for so many years, this day is still here after all!

The ministers were silent, kneeling quietly at the gate of the palace, Zhaoxun did not speak, no one dared to move, and tried their best to maintain the same posture.

I don't know how long later, the ministers looked up again, and all they could hear was the sound of horses' hooves. Ministers, you look at me, I look at you, after hiding the panic in their hearts for a while, they all stood up, looked at the direction where Zhaoxun disappeared and sighed faintly.

This prince has been leading troops all the year round, and I don't know if he is as thunderous and popular as him on the battlefield in terms of governing the country and the people.

"Click...... Click...... Click......"

The eunuch guarding the door saw that the person who came was slaughtered, his cold eyes, without the slightest emotion, he couldn't help but take a short footstep, his expression was panicked, and he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "The slave sees His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

"What's wrong with Your Majesty?"

The eunuch trembled slightly: "His Royal Highness the Prince, you ...... Or hurry up...... Go in and see ......."

Zhao Xun's eyes were gloomy, there was no undulating change on his face, he pushed the door and drove straight in, and walked quickly to the inner hall, Xia Ziyue, the queen who was bowing her head and wiping her tears, saw him, her eyes turned red again, and she hid her face and cried: "Xun...... Child...... You....... Finally...... You're back, you...... Father, he ......"

At this moment, Zhao Jin was lying weakly on the bright dragon bed, his cheeks were white, there was not a single bright red, his lips were black and purple, and he was gasping with only the last trace of breath.

In such a situation now, who can associate him with the Emperor Rongma I, who unified Kyushu and was famous Zhaojin?

Zhao Jin has been crisscrossing the territory all his life, committed to the expansion of the empire, and became the king of infinite beauty, but in the end, he will not escape the clutches of hell's black and white impermanence.

Zhaojin has lost the vigor of his prime, and the encroachment of the years and diseases is left, leaving only the wrinkled skin and bones. Zhao Xun looked at Zhao Jin's weak appearance, his heart sank suddenly, Zhao Jin was no longer the domineering and conceited king of Kyushu. At this time, he is just a poor old man who is about to die.

Zhao Xun didn't care about talking to Xia Ziyue, knelt on the ground, screamed in silver armor, and moved to the side of the dragon bed with difficulty to hold Zhao Jin's hand: "Father, the son and the son pacified the southern mirror, and the class returned to the dynasty smoothly." ”

Seeing Zhao Xun, Zhao Jin's originally lifeless face suddenly returned to light, and his lips squirmed: "Xun'er, I finally waited for your triumphant return!" ”

I thought that when he gave the most poisonous edict in the world, his heart had already gone with a lonely soul that night, and he became indifferent and ruthless, selfish and numb, so strong that he could no longer care about anyone, but who expected, when he saw the person on the dragon bed, the defense line in his heart collapsed. In the final analysis, kings and ministers, fathers, fathers and sons, blood is thicker than water, how can it be said that it will be broken. He is an emperor, with his body involuntarily, and his whip is beyond his reach, he is destined not to enjoy the family of ordinary people's fathers and sons. Once anyone ascends to the supreme position, his heart will be cold and hardened, and he will be in the whirlpool of power. This is the misfortune of being in the emperor's family, and it is also the sorrow of the royal children.

I used to hate him to the bone marrow, obey his arrangement, just to hibernate better, just want to get rid of him completely, get rid of his shackles, I thought that we would never see each other again in this life, but in the end, he is not him, and he can't be ruthless. I came to see him, just to comfort the soul of the deceased, if she was there, I don't want their father and son to be incompatible!

is the most ruthless emperor's family, and the most afraid of deep affection. The saddest thing in the world is to trust a non-person, who is infatuated with a wrong heart, and finally returns to his hometown. Because she loves him so much, she is willing to be a pawn of him, at the mercy of him, and willing to sacrifice for his imperial cause. She is the warmest and tenderest woman in the world, she can be cruel to herself, but she has a soft spot for him and has a deep affection. She treated him so kindly, even if he used her, she still couldn't be ruthless, what she didn't do, she wouldn't do herself.

Zhao Xun had mixed feelings, and he held Zhao Jin's hand a little tighter.

"Father! The son is not filial, the father is sick, and he can't wait around, please punish the father! ”

The corners of Zhao Jin's mouth tore a smile with difficulty and said: "I am very pleased that you can personally lead the troops to sweep away the enemy in the south, share my worries, and return the world to a peaceful life." Why did I punish you? What are you guilty of? ”

"Father...... This is the mission of Erchen! ”

Zhao Jin gasped slightly, and his eyes full of expectation fell on Zhao Xun's face: "I'm quick...... No, something to say...... It's time to say that you do things...... Calm and resolute, what he has done in the past few years, as well as being on the battlefield,...... The ministers are full of praise for you, and it will not be a problem for you to ascend the throne in the future. There's just one thing, I'm ...... I can't ...... it."

"Father...... Don't rush, you speak slowly. Zhao Xun patted him on the chest and gave him relief.

Zhao Jin snorted and spat out a mouthful of blood, Xia Ziyue pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the blood for him, he waved his hand slightly, gasped for breath, and opened his thin lips slightly: "Although the countries of Kyushu are now subservient, they ...... The ambition of the wolf son of the northern country is still unbroken, and the terrain of the northern country is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the power is also ...... Not to be underestimated, had to guard against ......"

Before Zhao Jin finished speaking, he took a breath and struggled to speak: "After your father ascends the throne, you will marry the northern kingdom and marry the princess of the northern kingdom." Bai Yufei, the king of the north, has only one sister, that is, Princess Li Ruo, he also loves his sister very much, and accepts her into the palace...... You have to recharge your strength, strengthen the training of your soldiers, and wait for the opportunity to destroy you...... He was in the north and ruled Kyushu. You want to become the king of the world, and you have no chance to complete your father...... Fulfilled long-cherished wish ......"

"Marriage, marry the princess of the northern kingdom......"

"How...... I...... Dying is such a small request...... Don't you even say yes? ……”

A terrifying light burst out of Zhaojin's cloudy eyes, and this look, like the gaze that made him Ling Chi that night, shook his eyes and pierced his heart. Seeing Zhao Xun frightened, he couldn't shirk it, and the finish line agreed.

Zhao Jin breathed a long sigh of relief, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly faded.

Poof! Zhaojin's face was hideous, and the blood on his nose, eyes, and mouth was like water gurgling out of a spring. Suddenly, a red smell of blood filled the entire hall, and he slowly ...... Slowly closed his eyes.

In the eighth year of Wude, the son of heaven in Kyushu collapsed.

Zhao Xun ascended to the throne of the Son of Heaven in Kyushu, changed the name of the country to Showa, and was known as Zhao Tianzi in history.