"Your Majesty, it's really helpless to disturb in the middle of the night!" Elder Chaoyuan bowed his head.

"The national teacher get up quickly, in the future, you can go directly to the imperial study to find me, no need to report!" Mo Yan Hongyang hurriedly went to help, and then looked back at Shangguan Jinpeng and said, "Walk, you can also go and rest quickly." At such an age, he still works so hard. For the king, I can't bear it!"

"Hehe, the old man's body is tough, look!" Shangguan Jinpeng deliberately waved the cane in his hand a few times, almost falling, and Mo Yan Hongyang hurriedly went to help.

Shangguan Jinpeng sat on the ground, raised his head, squinted and smiled: "It seems that I have to serve old age!"

"When you're old, go back and rest, don't brace. If you have time, you can enjoy the mountains and rivers and recuperate for a long time. Now, King Qi is married, and in a few years, you can hold your grandson. Where is like me, alone in the empty room. Hey, that's it. Or is it business," Mixed Yuan looked at everyone, took out a secret letter from his long sleeves, and handed it to Mo Yan Hongyang, "This is the secret letter I just received." Take a look first!"

Mo Yan Hongyang hurriedly opened the letter, his eyes widened, and he began to read it carefully: "Mo Feng inherited the throne of the Emperor of the Light Clan. Emperor Datong!?"

"That's a fart, he thinks that if the country is opened with great unification, it can be unified. Joke, as soon as Mo Chongqing, this old thing, died, and the holy light was estimated to have been in a mess. I said, when are we going to wield the Holy Light? I have to kill hundreds of soldiers with this old bone!" Shangguan Jinpeng waved the cane in his hand a few times, causing Chaoyuan to look up to the sky and laugh.

"Okay, it's okay to be a maid for you with your broken crutch," said this, and Mixed Yuan sighed, "I can't participate in the war, leave it to the young people." We old bones, here are the commands. As for when to wave the Holy Light, it is necessary to consider it carefully, at the moment, Mo Feng promulgated a new policy, which attracted many remnants of the heavens to join. The power should not be underestimated. ”

From this point of view, although Mo Feng is gentle, he is slightly better than his father in governing the country. At the very least, he will think of opening the treasury and absorbing the virtuous. Indeed, he was better than his father. Opening the treasury to attract talents is second to none among all the monarchs of the Holy Light, and it has never been done before. It can be seen that what the emperor did was indeed impressive. The policy of governing the country was greatly appreciated by the remnants of the heavens. In this way, a formidable opponent has been born. And this opponent is ruthless and resourceful, and he is indeed a strong enemy.

And over the years, the Emperor of the Asura Realm also seems to be cultivating his body, always waiting for an opportunity. Mo Feng ascended to the throne and inherited the emperor's throne, and has completely purged the entire city-state. Back then, those courtiers who had fornicated with the emperor had been beheaded by the Emperor of Datong. In this way, the so-called holy light's internal and external troubles have become a mirage.

Just when Mo Yan Hongyang was thinking deeply, Shangguan Jinpeng on the side coughed violently, and then fainted instantly.

For a long time, he fought and killed, had no intention of recuperating, and suffered from a disease. Now that he looks at it, he really needs to return to his hometown.

The next day, the palace of the king of Qi.

The night is dark, and the stars are shining. In the palace of King Qi, a group of old ministers and old friends guarded Shangguan Jinpeng's bedside, waiting for the diagnosis of the imperial doctor.

Fuyao guarded aside, with a sad face and worried. The imperial doctor frowned, and shook his head from time to time. This situation and this scene, everyone sees it in their hearts. I suddenly felt a pang of heartache. They know that the situation is not optimistic.

"His Royal Highness King Qi, you go out with the old man. ”

The Imperial Physician immediately got up and walked out of Shangguan Jinpeng's inner room. Mo Yan Hongyang looked at it, and the situation seemed to be not good, and he followed behind.

"Say it! I'm going to have to face it anyway. Fuyao frowned and looked at the Imperial Doctor.

"The old man just diagnosed that the old man's condition is not optimistic. He's been suffering from tuberculosis for a long time, I'm afraid.." The Imperial Doctor began to hesitate when he spoke, not wanting to break the reality.

"I'm afraid of what?" Mo Yan Hongyang asked.

"Hey, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive tonight!"

As soon as the imperial doctor's voice fell, he turned around and left the Qi Palace. Disappear into the twilight.

"This day has finally come," Fuyao looked at the back of the departing Imperial Doctor, with a sad expression. At this moment, he felt instantly guilty in his heart, and the pain was written all over his face. After all, he couldn't help the pain in his heart, and began to choke, "His grandson has not yet been born, and he has not even looked at it, so he has to leave in such a hurry." ”

Mo Yan Hongyang looked at his eyes, stroked his shoulder with one hand, and comforted: "Life and death have life and wealth. This day will come after all, and you and I can't escape. The Heavenly Way cycle has been tried and tested. Mourn!"

"Fuyao!" suddenly came the old man's voice in the inner room. Obviously, the old man still has something to explain.

In the inner room, there was silence. The ministers bowed their heads and said nothing, and endured the pain. Fuyao hurriedly ran to Jin Peng's side, grabbed his palm, held it tightly in his hand, forcibly endured his sadness, and pretended to smile.

"Father, the doctor said that you will be fine. ”

"I know my body. Don't hide it. I know what you and the Imperial Doctor are talking about. Birth, old age, sickness and death, no one is spared, and all living beings in the heavens will one day leave this panicked world. The old man regrets that he can't serve the country loyally and work with the emperor to clear the world. ”

As soon as these bleak words came out, the surrounding courtiers couldn't help but feel pain in their hearts and began to choke and cry. Some of them couldn't bear the sadness in their hearts, ran out of the inner room, and choked the heavens and the earth.

"Old man, don't say it, I don't have to say anything about all this, I don't need to say more. Hello life rest. It's going to be fine. ”

Mo Yan Hongyang grabbed Shangguan Jinpeng's other hand, clenched it tightly in the palm of his hand, and was reluctant to leave. His cold palms are like this cold world.

Shangguan Jinpeng listened to it and said with tears in his eyes: "The sky has eyes, and along the way, you will eventually achieve a great position." As the emperor of the human race, he must also be kind to other people. The world is one, don't divide you, me and him. Finally, the old man still has a last wish, hoping that His Majesty will agree to the old minister. ”

At this, he began to cough violently again.

"You say, whatever you wish, I will grant you. ”

Mo Yan Hongyang said as he wiped the blood from the corner of Shangguan Jinpeng's mouth. A pain that hurts my heart.

Shangguan Jinpeng looked at Mo Yan Hongyang's eyes, grabbed his hand hard, took a deep breath, and widened his eyes.

"After the death of the old minister, please bury me next to the prince. In this way, the two old men can rely on each other as companions, no... At.. Solitary.. Single..."

Shangguan Jinpeng, before he finished speaking, snorted, vomited blood and died.

"Father, father...."

In the second year of the Apocalypse of Zhou Tian, a generation of emperors, Shangguan Jinpeng, the former monarch of Jinliu Kingdom, died of illness in the palace of the King of Qi. In this way, the whole country mourns.

The next day, Mo Yan Hongyang held a grand state funeral for him. The people of Zhou Tian, the ministers and workers, there were hundreds of thousands of people up and down, and saw off this old minister to Adak Mountain. In the end, he finally fulfilled his last wish and was buried next to Mo Youtian's grave.