In the autumn of the forty-ninth year of the Mandate of Heaven.

Because a large amount of money and grain was used to support the Zhenbei Metropolitan Protectorate, the money and grain of the imperial court became insufficient. The Northland states and counties don't seem to be as prosperous as they once were.

However, wool brocade has become hot, since the court took wool brocade as a reward to the important ministers of the court, the world's nobles and heroes began to pursue this soft and warm cloth.

Originally, rich and noble families mostly used fur fur to keep warm, but after nitrate, fur fur will still retain some flavor, and it is easy to have insects. Now with a lighter and warmer wool brocade, it was quickly sought after by dignitaries.

Therefore, many nobles and Haoqiang began to spontaneously go to the Mobei grassland to buy land and buy Hu slaves to graze.

The grasslands are also slowly becoming prosperous.

The autumn sun is still hot, and the leaves outside the window are turning yellow.

Luoyang, the capital of the gods, is still prosperous, and hundreds of thousands of people live around it. The mottled walls are covered in moss, giving this vibrant city a bit of history.

The golden sunlight shone down, reflected on the Suzaku Gate, shone on the long Suzaku Street, and finally penetrated the window lattice and shone on Wang Jing.

Wang Jing is already old, and the handsome young man who was full of spirit when he ascended the throne at the beginning of the year is now dying.

His green hair had also turned into a head of flowery hair, but his eyes were still sharp, and he sat there without being angry. The black crown was majestic and majestic, and his waist was straight, quietly looking at the many heirs in the main hall.

Heroic twilight.

Looking at the yellow leaves scattered outside the window, Wang Jing had a premonition in his heart that his time was running out.

"It's autumn again, it's time for me to go!"

"Head of the house!" Everyone originally had a bad premonition in their hearts, and when they heard this, they immediately cried out in grief.

The descendants of the past generations, as long as they did not die accidentally, will feel it when they are about to die.

"Don't cry, I've been in power for fifty years, and I'm already a rare person with a long life, and now I'm going to see my ancestor, what's the regret?" Despite that, everyone in the hall was still sad.

"The brilliance of King Hao protects us. I swept away the Huns, divided the world, and did everything I could, and the rest is up to you. ”

At this time, Zijue's voice appeared on Wang Jing's side, Wang Jing's whole person was slightly stunned, and then a fierce spirit knelt on the ground at Zijue: "Ancestor! ”

Everyone in these halls was slightly stunned, although they couldn't see Zijue, but they all understood that it was the ancestor who came, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "See the ancestor!" ”

The descendants of the descendants will only see the ancestor when he is about to die. It's just that they don't know that Zijue is still sleeping in the cave, and what appears here is just a trace of his distraction.

Seeing the appearance of the old ancestor, Wang Jing was very excited, and he still couldn't let go of the Wang family in his heart, so he asked: "Old ancestor, I try my best to promote the integration of the grassland into Zhuxia, and it costs a lot of money and grain every year, can I finally integrate the grassland into Zhuxia?"

The ministers in the court are opposed to continuing to pay for food, and there are people in the family who do not approve of the continuous transfer of money and grain to the grassland, can you tell me that what I want can succeed? ”

Zijue said calmly: "You are actually clear in your heart, so why bother to ask again?" This method can indeed integrate the grassland into Zhuxia, but it takes time, you forcibly change the living habits of the grassland people, and try to find alternatives, but the limitations of the times and technology cannot accomplish this.

You want to solve the troubles once and for all, but there is no perfect thing in the world, the way of heaven has its own reincarnation, everything has a law, you can't force it, you must know that future generations have their own way of future generations, and you must believe in the wisdom of future generations.

Huaiguo has been 700 years now, during which many countries perished, the Wang family has many artifacts of the mandate of heaven, and they can protect the family from extinction, we do not fight for a moment to win or lose, only for eternity! ”

The 400-year Mandate of Heaven of Daqian, after the end of the Mandate of Heaven, he can still accumulate strength and open the world again.

Zijue's figure disappeared, and Wang Jing's life was about to come to an end.

Wang Jing tidied up his clothes, then knelt down again, and took off the bracelet of the head of the family in his hand, and everyone suddenly felt a sadness in their hearts when they saw this.

The crown prince Wang Xin knelt directly on the ground and said sadly: "Father! ”

Wang Jing smiled and said, "Good boy, you are already forty, why are you crying?" The dynasty still has the end of the mandate of heaven, let alone people? I will go to heaven to meet King Wen, this is a good thing, don't weep. ”

"Xin'er comes up, I will leave, and the inheritance bracelet of the master of this family will be handed over to you, and in the future, you will be the head of the Wang family, the emperor of Daqian, and the son of heaven of Zhuxia!"

Wang Jing's voice fell, and everyone knelt on the ground and cried sadly: "The head of the family! ”

After watching Wang Xin put on the bracelet representing the head of the family, Wang Jing nodded with satisfaction, and then said to everyone: "As the children of the clan, remember to assist Xin'er well. ”

"Don't worry, the head of the family, we will obey!" Humane.

Then Wang Jing continued: "I am stubborn in this life, everyone who is tired is tired, if the northern grassland is impossible, then give up, I originally wanted to solve the grassland in my generation, it seems that it will not work, Xin'er is benevolent, and he will definitely manage the big dry." ”

"Okay, I'm a little sleepy, you go down" As he spoke, Wang Jing's voice gradually lowered, and finally there was no more sound.

"Father!"

"Head of the house!" The crowd cried out.

Two cranes descended from the sky, followed by a sad dance in front of the main hall, and then took Wang Jing's soul into the air and returned to the cave.

At the same time, the ministers of the outer hall, the three princes and the nine kings, also cried one after another, and the Jingyang bell rang with it, and the entire divine capital Luoyang also fell into sadness.

Wang Jing collapsed, but within a few days, the court began to discuss the name of the Daxing Emperor and the temple number. Not surprisingly, Wang Jing's nickname and temple name are both good, and his merits are enough to match them.

In the autumn of the forty-ninth year of the Mandate of Heaven of Daqian, Wang Jingbang, nickname: Wu, temple number: Gaozong

Strong, straightforward, reasonable, and martial; The powerful enemy is called martial arts; Restraint and chaos are said to be martial; criminal and civil overcoming martial arts; Expand the land and open the seal to say Wu; Wisdom does not kill martial arts; Compassion for the people and elimination of harm;

Emperor Daxing has been in power for 49 years, and his talent is high, inheriting the virtue of Emperor Wen, occupying the supreme position, establishing education and righteousness for all people, emphasizing hundreds of lives and performing benevolence and righteousness, loving the people and blessings, accepting wise men and choosing the cold, and having high merit. Drive the Huns, open the Western Regions, establish a system, correct Shuo, harmonize the law, and mix it all day long, and the work is not prosperous.

Emperor Wu ascended the throne, the Xiongnu Koubian flourished, three generations to return, Rong Di did not have the prosperity of the Huns, at that time the country of Hu Kou was thousands of miles, east of the sea, west of Kunlun, all countries surrendered.

Emperor Wu selected the generals with a heroic and wise posture, a strong and wise attitude, and worked hard to promote martial arts, overcome disasters, and serve those who were recruited, and set the foundation of eternity.

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