Lanke Chess Edge

With this breath, the old emperor became energetic, and his body seemed to have some strength, and he wanted to sit up.

The noble concubine Ren and the eunuch Li Sizhe hurriedly supported the emperor, while the maid next to him stuffed the cushions behind the bed.

Ji Yuan glanced at the old beggar and said, "Look, I'm waiting for you."

The old beggar's mouth twitched, and what Ji Yuan said was bad inside and out, as if the other party was the victim, he was beheaded once, okay?

But it's all said and done, today's event has to be over, and seeing the old emperor's current state, his mood has indeed undergone a huge change.

This is related to the person's imminent death, and also related to the experience of the past two years, which can be glimpsed at the place where the gas phase manifests.

The old beggar bowed his hands towards the old emperor.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember the old beggar?"

Today is different from the past, seeing the old beggar now, the old emperor naturally lost the arrogance of the past.

All the princes, concubines and ministers around thought that the old emperor had a final confession after drinking the ginseng soup, and they all waited with 120,000 points of energy.

Seeing the old emperor bowing his hands outward, all the princes and nobles bowed down and saluted together.

"Gu, naturally remember the immortal master..."

The words in the old emperor's mouth were much clearer than before, and his voice did not tremble, but what he said made the ministers puzzled.

King Jin frowned and looked at Fu Zai, who also shook his head at King Jin with a puzzled face, expressing the same puzzlement.

It was still the great eunuch Li Sizhe who quietly informed the princes and important ministers around him.

"Your Majesty may have a hallucination... just before you all came, you started talking to yourself..."

King Jin looked at his father, with mixed feelings in his heart. He was certainly happy to be inherited the throne, but the teacher just went out of the funeral, and his father was like this today.

‘Imperial power has been in my hands for decades, and so is my old age! '

King Jin couldn't help but have such thoughts in his heart.

Although others said that the emperor had hallucinations, no one bothered him at this time.

Ji Yuan waited for the old emperor to finish speaking, and directly teased him.

"Your Majesty, I brought you the man. If you have any complaints, just say it."

The old beggar choked on Ji Yuan, but naturally the old emperor couldn't scold him at this time, so he asked another question with a smile.

"Your Majesty, if the old beggar asked me the same question today, how would Your Majesty answer?"

Emperor Yuande sighed and forced a smile on his face.

"This immortal master has already told Gu that Gu Qi will be exhausted and it will be impossible to live any longer."

Yes, upon hearing this, the old beggar looked at Ji Yuan and said.

"Mr. Ji, have you run out of words? Then why am I here?"

Ji Yuan hurriedly waved his hand.

"There is absolutely no such thing, that's what Ji said, and then he went to you. If you want to talk about other things, Mr. Lu, please do as you please. That's all the fate between me and Your Majesty."

The old beggar sighed and turned to look at the old emperor.

"Your Majesty, there are two sun-wandering gods of the underworld outside, both are envoys, four are envoys, all are high-ranking officials, and there are eight underworld servants who clear the way and hold umbrellas, all of them are standing at the gate of ghosts, and they are all here to pick you up. "

When the old emperor heard that his body was suddenly cold, panic showed subconsciously on his face.

"Gu, Gu is going to die soon?"

Concubine Ren Gui on the side looked at the old emperor's unfocused eyes, and looked scared again, and grasped the old emperor's hands in distress.

Only then did the old emperor come back to look at his beloved concubine, and tightly grasped her hand.

Several princes and some old ministers were also unhappy. Although Emperor Yuande could not be regarded as a majestic and powerful sage, he was still going to be strong in his life, but now he is like a dementia.

Even though there are a few highly skilled imperial physicians in the bedroom, by now they are all helpless and useless.

"Your Majesty is going to die soon, everything in the world will have this day, even my old beggar and Mr. Ji Da beside me will probably have this day."

The old beggar looked at the way the emperor and Concubine Ren held hands and continued.

"The old beggar can also tell you that although the yin and yang came to pick you up, it is not a small feat, but even if you are a ninety-five-year-old venerable in the world, you will still be able to avoid the yin and yang to fix your soul and accountability for your merits and demerits. The punishment of the underworld to punish evildoers."

The old emperor's face was even more frightened, but he didn't speak.

"Of course, the emperor's life's merits and demerits are the most difficult to judge, and there is the Taimiao sacrifice place, you can definitely survive... The old beggar said so much, just want to tell your majesty, you have been in charge of Dazhen for decades, and the power is shared by the world. Despite all the splendor, but after a mere few decades, when he died, he was still like an old farmer in the field, and he would return to ashes in the end."

"Of course, His Majesty's life must be more exciting than that of an old farmer in the field, but the emptiness of old age will also be infinitely stronger."

The old emperor opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but looked around at the crowd of princes and nobles who were respectfully waiting to die, and finally he didn't say anything.

Ji Yuan also said something at this moment.

"Even so, in the world, there must be 10,000 out of 10,000 people who want to be emperors."

"Yes, what Mr. Ji said is true!"

The old beggar sighed, and looked at the old emperor again. He said so much just now, but the old emperor never refuted it.

"If Mr. Ji hadn't swept away the pool of blood, you and I wouldn't be able to stand together and talk so calmly today. In the old beggar's view, this is also the reason for fate. What else does your majesty want to know? It doesn't involve the affairs of the dynasty. You can talk to the old beggar."

When the old beggar said this, his face became solemn.

Hope rose in the eyes of the old emperor, a kind of living hope, but then dimmed.

"Up to now, Gu has nothing to look forward to, but I want to ask, what is the longevity of the widow?"

Since the underworld does exist, some rumors about the underworld should also be true. The old emperor is now a little curious about his yin life.

"hey-hey……"

The old beggar smiled.

"You won't be able to see this until after you die. However, the old beggar can tell you that even the kind of wise emperors recorded in the history books usually don't have ten years of life after death, and most of them only count for three or five years."

"Then, what happened after that?"

"After that, the soul of the earth will melt into the earth and the soul of the sky will return to the sky, and there will be no more Yuande Emperor Yang Zong."

The old emperor sighed, and slowly closed his eyes. After a long time, he broke away from Noble Concubine Ren's hand with both hands, and cupped his hands towards Ji Yuan and the old beggar.

"Okay, thank you two immortal masters for allowing Gu Lin to get a glimpse of Xianmiao's true face."

"Father!"

King Jin couldn't help but yelled, the old emperor heard the concern contained in this yell, he was so moved that he wanted to cry, he turned his head to look at his son who was still pale, he just nodded and didn't speak.

"Master Yin has arrived, Prime Minister Zhao has arrived, and Lord Yan has arrived..."

There was a faint sound from outside, Yin Zhaoxian and several ministers who came late entered the bedroom one after another, but they just stood aside after saluting silently.

woo... woo...

A silent wind swept across the bedroom, some ministers and princes and nobles felt chills, and in the eyes of the old emperor, a group of ghosts walked in slowly.

Now the old emperor is not so afraid.

This team of errands knew that Ji Yuan and the old beggar were there, so it was no surprise to come in, and saluted them first.

"Meet the two fairy elders!"

After Ji Yuan and the old beggar returned their salutes, all the underworld servants turned around one after another, slightly bowing their hands towards Yin Zhaoxian's respectful position.

Yin Zhaoxian seemed to have a sense of it, and looked sideways in doubt, the whole body was emitting a faint light, which made him vaguely see a vague black shadow standing beside the emperor's bed.

"Master Yin, what are you looking at?"

Yan Chang is also a person with keen senses, but he just feels cold and sees nothing.

"Oh, nothing!"

Seeing this scene, the old emperor focused on Yin Zhaoxian, as if understanding his doubts, the old beggar said.

"Yin Zhaoxian is a man of great righteousness. All the people pray for his safety. Even the ghosts and gods admire him. He is a great Confucianist and a sage in the world, and he deserves a courtesy."

Just as the old emperor was in a daze, the right-hand envoy of the Japanese Parade spoke.

"Yang Zong, your time has come, body and soul have already begun to separate, while you still have your last breath, hurry up and tell me something!"

Yincha also showed up a little earlier for the sake of Ji Yuan and the old beggar, and reminded him, otherwise it is normal to wait until after the person dies to show up.

The old emperor breathed slightly, looked at King Jin Yang Hao, and beckoned.

"Hao'er, come here, come closer."

"yes!"

King Jin stepped forward and approached the old emperor, who whispered in his ear.

"Yin Zhaoxian is a great talent and even a great sage. He is worthy of a heavy responsibility. We must not let him be harmed by a traitor. Several ministers in the court, except for Zhao and Liu, are also capable ministers..."

The old emperor quickly explained a few words, and his words became more and more impatient. In the end, a trembling hand grabbed King Jin's shoulder, but he couldn't speak anymore.

"Father? Father!"

King Jin looked at his father, his eyes closed.

"The emperor is dead—!"

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

...

All the officials outside knelt down, and all the concubines also wept.

Ji Yuan and the old beggar looked at the old emperor's body and saw his soul being taken away by the messenger, the former said with emotion.

"Ji thought Mr. Lu would ask again."

The old beggar didn't hide either.

"Just for a while, the old beggar really wanted to ask again, but if he said this, wouldn't he be an apprentice who was dying?"

"Why not?"

Ji Yuan looked at him, said a word indifferently, and then drifted away.