Chapter Fifty-Eight: Eternal Life, Inheritance of the Legacy

The palace maid and eunuch fell down, and no one cared about getting wet.

The sound of whistling wind, pouring rain, and whimpering and crying are intertwined, flickering from time to time with the thunder in the air.

When Lu Qi came, this was the scene inside and outside the palace.

Walk through the palace gate and come to the rain corridor outside the dormitory.

The eunuchs and petty officials who heard the bell all changed into filial piety clothes and had gathered here to pay homage to the emperor.

Seeing that Lu Qi was dripping with water, two eunuchs with Qi Rong came to wipe the water stains on Lu Qi's nail piece, and put on plain linen to pay filial piety.

Further inside, inside the dormitory is the place where the emperor and important ministers pay their respects, and Lu Qi, as the general of the Forbidden Guard, naturally has to lead people to guard the door.

As soon as he stood still with his sword, Lu Qi saw Liu Jin, who was about to cry, come out of the door of the dormitory with his head down and meet her face to face.

"Lu Shixuan!" Liu Jin grabbed Lu Qi: "Our family is looking for you!" ”

Lu Qi raised his eyebrows.

Looking for her? At such a time? Is there really anyone who is not open-minded and dares to challenge Zhu Houzhao's inheritance?

"What is the reason for Gonggong Liu?" Lu Qi held down the hilt of the sword.

Liu Jin pulled her to avoid a no-man's land in the corner of the corridor, looked around, and whispered: "Today, Long Live Lord took the medicine of the imperial doctor, and suddenly blood flowed from his nose...... Alas! ”

"Took the Imperial Doctor's Medicine?" Lu Qi frowned.

Liu Jin nodded: "The palace has prepared a number of ceremonies, and the Mixed Hall Division is going to clean the dragon body and change the royal clothes for the emperor of Daxing, who knows that the prince only said that the emperor did not go, and he refused to do anything!"

The Queen Mother and the Queen Mother are all sad, but this hour does not wait for anyone, and the ministers will pay their respects later...... My Lu Shiyu, our family knows that you have always spoken well, you see? ”

Recalling Zhu Houzhao's stupidly smiling face, Lu Qi nodded and said, "Okay, I'll try." ”

Untied the sword from his waist and handed it to his own soldiers, Lu Qi followed Liu Jin into the dormitory.

There is a beaded curtain hanging on the side, and Queen Zhang is sitting behind the Venus glass screen, and there are several figures wearing filial piety clothes, faintly passing through from the inside, and the mournful cries of relatives can be heard.

There is Emperor Hongzhi lying on the dragon bed here, and the brocade of his clothes is stained with blood, it seems that Liu Jin's words about nosebleeds to death are true.

Zhu Houzhao was lying on the side of the bed, putting Emperor Hongzhi's gradually cold hand on his face, warming him with his own body temperature, as if in this way, he could make the owner of this hand wake up and touch his cheek again.

"His Royal Highness the Prince."

Zhu Houzhao turned a deaf ear, the queen mother, the queen, the palace maid, and the eunuch. Waves of people came to his bed and told him that his father had died.

It's useless for anyone to say, Zhu Houzhao can't accept it.

Obviously he was still smiling just now, his father.

With a loving light in his eyes, he taught him the way to govern the country, teased him about what kind of queen he was going to marry in the future, and complained about his father who was difficult to choose a name.

My father must have been tired and wanted to sleep for a while.

He won't allow anyone to say that his father is dead, anyone!

Lu Qi stepped forward slowly, and gently patted Zhu Houzhao's shoulder under the surprised eyes of Wang Yue, Miao Kui and other eunuchs who were holding tears in their eyes: "His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Hearing Lu Qi's voice, Zhu Houzhao finally had a little reaction.

He raised his head slowly, and his red eyes looked at him blankly, like a deep well: "Lu Yun...... Father and emperor did not die. ”

"I know." Lu Qi nodded.

One after another, Zhu Houzhao shouted hysterically: "No, he didn't have a mountain collapse!" No big line! There is no crane! Didn't fly to the sky!! ”

"I know."

"You know what?" Zhu Houzhao grabbed the life-saving straw, and asked with trembling pupils.

"He just went to be reunited with his parents."

This sentence made the stubborn young man finally unable to hold back his grief, and tears poured down like heavy rain and fell on the back of his father's hand.

"Ahhhhh!!!h

Looking up to the sky and crying sadly, like a red bird crying blood.

Thunder and lightning, rain and wind, as if the heavens were also in harmony with him.

The listeners are all heartbroken.

Listening to this heart-rending cry, the cry behind the glass screen increased suddenly, and Wang Yue hurriedly ordered the palace people to ask Empress Zhang and other heavenly relatives to take refuge in the next hall.

There is still a wake-up ceremony to be held later, and the heavenly relatives are weak and can't cry their tears now.

The eunuchs in the palace helped the heavenly family out of the dormitory, and for a while, only Lu Qi and Zhu Houzhao were left in front of the dragon bed.

After a long while, Zhu Houzhao sobbed and calmed down a little.

Lu Qi took out a handkerchief and handed it to him, and sighed softly: "Does Your Highness remember the story I told you?" ”

Zhu Houzhao took the handkerchief and wiped his face, his voice was still a little trembling: "Which story?" ”

"Man dies three times in his life, the first time is when he dies physically, announcing the end of his life.

The second time at the funeral, it means that all relationships are broken. ”

Zhu Houzhao stared at Lu Qi with red eyes: "The third time is the real death...... No one knew him anymore, as if he had never been to the world.

No! I will always remember my father! I also want the historians to firmly record my father in the history books, and all future readers will have to read the great achievements of my father! ”

"That's right." Lu Qi nodded: "But that's not the most important thing. ”

"So what's the main thing?"

The lights flickered for a moment, and Zhu Houzhao's wet eyes were full of expectation, like an abandoned child.

Lu Qi took a deep breath:

"Confucius, Mencius, Laozi, Zhuangzi...... You see, how many of the ancient sages have survived to this day? But every time you and I read the scriptures and historical classics, it seems that we are in touch with the sages who are thousands of years apart.

Even though they die in this body, their hearts are not dead! As long as one person can inherit their teachings, they will live in the hearts of posterity! Your Highness, this is true immortality. ”

Zhu Houzhao raised his head wistfully: "Immortality......"

"Your Highness!"

Lu Qi pressed his shoulder: "Only you can inherit this heart and let the emperor live in your heart!" ”

Looking at Lu Qi's resolute expression, Zhu Houzhao slowly straightened his spine: "You're right, my father has been teaching me how to govern the country before he left, and he wants me to inherit his heart." ”

"Inherit the legacy and become a good emperor like the previous emperor."

Zhu Houzhao finally wiped his face vigorously with a handkerchief, as if he was wiping away the pain and weakness on his face, and the first step to being a good emperor began by accepting the fact that his father had died.

Holding on to the dragon bed, he staggered but stood up steadfastly, and shouted to the outside of the hall: "Someone! ”

Wang Yue, Miao Kui, Liu Jin and others, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, hurriedly rushed in: "Your Highness! ”

"Wash and change clothes for your father."

Several people hurriedly agreed, and whispered to the people of the Mixed Hall Division to come in.

The sound of wind and rain outside seemed to be quieter, and the internal officials and supervisors could be heard arranging personnel to arrange the palace hall.

The tired boy walked to the window, clutching a handkerchief tightly in his hands, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was assuring someone.

"Look, I'll be a good emperor."