Three years later.

A piece of news that made Qingji very sad reached his ears-

Prince Heng has passed away!

He was fifty-two years old.

Prince Heng, who has been supervising the regent of the country all the year round and is in charge of state affairs, is finally ahead of Qingji.

This white-haired man sent a black-haired man, how could he not make Qingji's heart ache?

What made Qingji even more sad was that after the death of Prince Heng, less than half a month later, the already terminally ill queen Ji Ko also passed away.

This successive blows made Qingji faint for a while and was bedridden.

However, Qingji can't fall yet, and he can't die for a long time.

After the death of Prince Heng, who became the prince of Dawu, became the successor of Qingji, and inherited the unification became an urgent matter that needed to be solved.

Wu Ji, the eldest son of Prince Heng, had already been canonized as the imperial grandson by Qingji before, and he was the rightful heir to the empire.

After so many years of polishing, Wu Ji, who was established in the first year, also had enough ability and prestige to inherit the Great Wu Empire.

It's just that the ministers all think that Qingji can consider it and change the Liao King Wu Zhang as the crown prince.

Wu Zhang is the second son born to Qingji and Ji Ko, belongs to the son-in-law, and has a very high popularity and ability, and the ministers all think that Wu Zhang can be made the crown prince.

This proposal quickly set off a heated discussion among the government and the opposition.

Qingji didn't expect that in his later years, he would still face a problem similar to that of Zhu Yuanzhang, the Taizu of the Ming Dynasty in history.

The difference is that Wu Zhang may be a figure like Zhu Di, the king of Yan, while Wu Ji is by no means Zhu Yunwen, the Jianwen Emperor.

Therefore, after some careful consideration, Qingji still decided to take the imperial grandson Wu Ji as his successor and let Wu Ji be the regent of the country.

At this time, it was already the fifty-third year of Wu Shi Huang, and he was a seventy-three-year-old man.

After Prince Heng, Ji Ko, Xi Shi, Zheng Dan, Nanzi and other relatives around him died of illness one after another, Qingji basically gave up treatment, no longer took medicine, and no longer relied on medicine to continue his life.

After attending Xi Shi's funeral, Qingji came to the huge square outside the Fengtian Palace.

"Stand down."

"No."

He slowly pushed away Gong E beside him, so that Gong E didn't have to support himself, and then step by step, his figure walked to the steps leading to Fengtian Palace.

With Qingji's current body bones, every time he walks up a step, he feels very difficult.

However, Qingji was still stubborn and climbed the steps step by step.

Outside the Fengtian Palace, Qingji, who was already old and dizzy, squinted his eyes, and could vaguely see a small figure, looking into the Fengtian Palace.

"Which doll are you?"

Qingji asked with interest.

The little boy was taken aback, looked back, and replied with innocent eyes, "Wu."

"Wu? Are you my son, or my grandson?"

Qingji could vaguely see that the little boy in front of him was a mixed-race child, with a high nose bridge and deep-set eye sockets, but he was still quite handsome.

If you don't have a long disability, you must be a beautiful man with a good demeanor in the future.

It is worth mentioning that Qingji is now in the same house for four generations, and there are not many children and grandchildren, maybe thousands, or thousands.

Qingji didn't even know how many sons he had.

Ten years ago, Qingji, who was old and strong, also made a concubine pregnant with a dragon seed......

"I? Ah, you are great-grandfather!"

The little boy hurriedly saluted towards Qing Ji and said, "Grandson Wu Tao, the grandson of King Ning, see great-grandfather, great-grandfather Wannian!"

King Ning?

King Ning is Wu Hong, the eldest son of Qingji, who was sealed in Korea and belonged to the country of Haidong.

Different from the Sai State and the Liao State, Wu Hong has the style of an ancient virtuous monarch, as the king of Ning, he makes great efforts to develop the people's livelihood, so that the people in the country are full of people and culture

Sheng is the richest country among the vassal kingdoms.

Wu Hong is a rare generation of benevolent monarchs.

Empress Ji Ko and Prince Heng died of illness one after another, and the vassal kings from all over the country came to worship, and the farthest one also sent a messenger to come to condole.

Wu Hong took his children and grandchildren back to Jinling, revisited the old place, and by the way, greeted Qingji, who had not seen him for many years.

"Wu Tao, let's go in with me."

"Yes...... Is that okay?"

"My big Wu boy, why not enter the house?"

Subsequently, with the support of Wu Tao, Qingji entered the majesty platform of Fengtian Hall and slowly sat down.

"Wu Tao, what are your wishes?"

"Wish?"

"It's your ambition, what do you want to do in the future?"

"Great-grandfather, to tell you the truth, my grandson wants to be a king who is praised by all the people like your great-grandfather...... It's the king, not the emperor."

"Blessed are the peoples?"

Qingji smiled faintly and said, "Wu Tao, do you know how difficult it is to become a monarch who is praised by all the people?"

"This ...... How hard can it be? Is it harder than a grandchild climbing a mountain?"

"Mountaineering? That's pediatrics."

Qing Ji said earnestly: "Like me, I have reigned for fifty-three years. It took me nearly thirty-three years to make the country stronger, so that I could sweep away the nations and dominate the world."

"I spent another ten years to rule the world, and then opened up overseas, conquered the European continent and Mobei in the west, and made the princes feudal states and state-building, and achieved the great cause of the past and the present."

"Thousands of years from now, there will still be people who will remember my exploits."

"The culture of my Dawu is also prevalent in every corner of the world."

"In this life, I have no regrets."

Hearing this, Wu Tao's little head shook and said ignorantly, "Great-grandfather, the achievements you have established are too great for future generations to surpass. The grandson's ambition is only to become the king of a country praised by all the people."

"Everyone has his own ambitions."

Qingji patted Wu Tao's head and said slowly, "Wu Tao, do you know? Actually, I didn't want to accomplish that much in the beginning."

"At the beginning of my ascension to the throne, I only thought that in this life I could make the State of Wu dominate the world, and achieve the same feats as the Duke of Qi Huan, the Duke of Wen of Jin, and the King of Chu Zhuang, so as to be prosperous for a hundred generations, which is enough."

"However, if you don't advance, you will retreat. After I became the hegemon, I could no longer tolerate the existence of the following kingdoms, so I annexed them one by one, so that the scattered and chaotic vassal states were melted into a unified territory."

"Then, I thought about this remnant of my life, but I didn't think about it...... Alas, sometimes, I also ask myself, is it the ass that determines the head, or the head that determines the ass?"

Hearing this, Wu Tao smiled and said, "Great-grandfather, in this way, have you unknowingly established such a great deed?"

"Sort of."

"Do you have any unfulfilled wishes, great-grandfather?"

"Yes."

Qingji sat on the throne, raised his eyes and looked outside the hall, and said meaningfully: "My long-cherished wish now, in the future generations, in thousands of generations, on the windowsill of every family, the bright moon of my Great Wu will shine brightly!"

"Hmm......"

Wu Tao shook his head, still half-understanding.