As soon as he arrived at the Health Palace, Guan Yi did not continue to give Zhong Hui a task, but hurried into the hall. The health hall was surrounded by busy eunuchs and palace maids, and Zhong Hui entered the hall one by one, and saw several white-bearded imperial doctors standing beside him. Zhong Hui followed Guan Yi and continued to walk inside, and met the legendary emperor. In this case, Zhong Hui was not qualified to meet the emperor in person, but he followed behind Guan Yi, and everyone didn't dare to care about these at this moment, and Guan Yi was anxious, so he didn't care about these etiquette.

Zhong Hui looked at the emperor lying on the bed, the emperor did not feel as noble as the legend said, at a glance, he was just a terminally ill old man, hovering on the edge of life and death. At the emperor's bedside, Guan Yue was lying there, probably crying just now, her eyes were slightly red, and she was still sobbing softly. Although the emperor doesn't pay much attention to the government, he is really distressed about this daughter, maybe Guan Yue is more like her mother.

When the emperor saw Guan Yi coming, he opened his eyes and said weakly: "You are here, see... I'm relieved that you're here. ”

"Father. Guan Yi saw the old emperor's weak appearance, and his voice was hoarse and tearful.

"You, take care of your sister. Then, the old emperor waved his hand and motioned for Guan Yi to pass.

Guan Yi immediately walked over and knelt beside the bed.

The old emperor looked at him and said in a weak tone: "Promise me... Don't marry your sister to someone she doesn't like, don't make her a victim of politics. To let her drive... Happy, cough ..... Ahem....."

"Father, slow down. ”

"Did you hear that?"

Guan Yi knelt beside the bed and nodded vigorously, "Father, I know, don't worry, I will take good care of the imperial sister, and I will not let the imperial sister marry someone she doesn't like, let alone let the imperial sister participate in politics." ”

"Hmm. Hearing Guan Yi's answer, the emperor answered, his eyes staring ahead, and he didn't speak.

Guan Yi knelt quietly beside him, Guan Yue looked at his father by the bedside, and tears couldn't stop flowing. Unexpectedly, her father was dying, and summoned her royal brother back, still thinking about her future arrangements.

Zhong Hui looked at Guan Yue crying sadly, the pear blossom with the rain on her little face was full of tears, and suddenly felt a little distressed, she was so lively before, I am afraid that the death of her father will be a big blow to her.

"Don't be sad, I'm just going to accompany your mother. Speaking of this, the old emperor opened his mouth and laughed, Zhong Hui looked at it sincerely, and the smile was very pure, like an old man, getting some kind of expectant look. Zhong Hui suddenly felt at this moment that death might be a relief for him.

As soon as he finished thinking about it, he heard everyone start to kneel down and cry, and Guan Yue was crying loudly.

Outside the door, the eunuchs waiting for the herald got the news and began to scatter, singing gongs and chanting as they went.

"Twenty-three years of Zhaode, winter. The emperor collapsed, and the pillar of heaven fell. ”

In the first year of Zhongchu in the 183rd year, in the winter of the 23rd year of Zhaode, Emperor Dade died.

The news of the emperor's death reached the Qinzheng Palace, and as soon as the ministers heard the news, they immediately stepped down, knelt on the ground, and knelt three times and knocked nine times in the direction of the health palace, shouting long live.

This knock is regarded as the last salute to this great emperor. Next, the next monarch will be ushered in, and most of them will also become courtiers.

Inside the health hall

Zhong Hui also knelt down for the first time, he saw the emperor die with his own eyes, and he was probably the only seven-lord general who saw this scene.

After kneeling for a while, a eunuch came up to sort out the emperor's remains, and at this time, everyone had to leave the main hall. Zhong Hui walked out of the health hall with Guan Yi and Guan Yue, and Guan Yue's expression was depressed and his spirit was sluggish.

Guan Yi comforted him for a while and asked the palace maid to help her go back to rest.

Zhong Hui looked at Guan Yi, the overwork of the past few days was already eroding his already fragile body. His body was not good, but now he is also holding on, Zhong Hui is afraid that he will fall, and then Zhongchu will change the sky.

Zhong Hui wanted to go up as a friend to comfort him, but as soon as he took a step, he found that this moment was no longer what it used to be, and he was no longer the man in the Banlun Mountain Range, this was a son of heaven who was about to ascend to the Ninth Five-Year Plan and inherit the mandate of heaven.

Seeing Guan Yue away, Guan Yi turned his head and looked at Zhong Hui. Although he was tired, there was a belief that always supported him, making him feel as if he had infinite energy.

"Commander Zhong, I'm going to trouble you next. ”

Zhong Hui looked at him and said, "I'm afraid it's not me who is tired, you also have to pay more attention to your body, don't exhaust your body." “

Guan Yi didn't care about Zhong Hui's faux pas, but felt that this clock would be more like what he encountered in the Banlun Mountain Range. He smiled.

"Next, you have to do a good job in the defense of Beijing, and you must not make any mistakes, I know that your city defense battalion is not manpowered, so let the Gyeonggi battalion allocate a part of the troops to help you, I hope you don't be surprised. “

Zhong Hui nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, I understand what you mean, I won't let you down." I know what to do next, and you have to take care of yourself. Leave. With that, he turned and left.

"Well," Guan nodded, looking at Zhong Hui's back as he turned away, Zhong Hui may be a kind of comfort he can find in his busy time, this young man who doesn't know how to be polite, has a concept that is incompatible with this world, every time he walks with him, he can't feel the feeling of humility at all, which makes him have a different kind of experience.

In the Qinzheng Palace, a group of ministers are discussing how to arrange the agenda for the new monarch's enthronement. The new emperor's ascension to the throne must be carried out immediately, and then the new emperor will preside over the funeral ceremony of the first emperor.

Han Dao spoke first: "Ladies and gentlemen, three days later will be the auspicious day of the zodiac, and it is appropriate for the new emperor to ascend the throne. Time is pressing, and it's time for you to do your best. “

Sikong Liangqian heard this and said, "I'm afraid these three days are not enough." Not to mention that the materials for the new emperor's sacrifice to heaven need to be made in a hurry, that is, the repair of the altar of heaven will take at least seven days, and I am afraid that this time is too tight, and many things are piled up together, which is easy to cause chaos and is not easy to deal with. ”

Han Dao nodded, "So, you have to work more for all of you here, spend more snacks during this time, and get everything done as quickly as possible, it's up to people." ”

At this time, Guan Yi walked in from outside the hall, and the ministers stood up and saluted.

"You don't have to be polite, Hanxiang, when is the day of enthronement?"

"Your Highness, three days later will be an auspicious day, we will discuss and hold the enthronement ceremony in three days. Time is in a hurry, and I hope Your Highness will forgive me. “

Guan Yi waved his hand one by one and said: "Three days is enough, everything is simple to ascend the throne, and it doesn't have to be too cumbersome." After ascending the throne, I will make good arrangements for my father's funeral. “