The Human Emperor

The night was cold, and even the green bamboos in the garden were withered, full of a sober smell.

Under the plaque of "Honesty and Concentration", under the light at the door, Yu Doctor Shen was carrying the medicine box and was about to leave.

"Master, Jiu Gong just woke up, he has been waiting for you, go in!"

Yu Doctor Shen sighed, and quickly passed Wang Chong and left.

Walking through the lobby, Wang Chong finally saw Grandpa again.

In that large grandmaster's chair, Grandpa sat still, except that his face was slightly pale, the whole person looked more energetic than usual, and even a trace of blood floated on his cheeks.

It's just that the grandma next to her stood there, wiping her tears.

But seeing this scene, Wang Chong's heart suddenly sank.

Wang Chong is no stranger to this situation. This is a flashback, and he has seen it in the body of the holy emperor.

"grandfather!"

Wang Chong gave a cry and walked over, his voice trembling.

"Chong'er, you are here."

Hearing Wang Chong's voice, Jiugong looked over, showing a kind, doting smile, but his pale face made people worry.

In just a short period of time, grandpa's hair became grey and wrinkles deepened a lot. It felt like he was getting older all of a sudden, and Wang Chong couldn't help but feel sad.

Grandpa looked at grandma, grandma understood, and wiped her tears:

"You talk first, I'm out!"

After speaking, he left soon, and suddenly Wang Chong and the old man were left in the room.

"grandfather!"

Wang Chong stepped forward, knelt down in front of Grandpa on one knee, grasping Grandpa's hand, feeling the haggard, thin palm in his palm, Wang Chong's heart was sour, like a knife twist.

Regardless of his previous life or this life, no matter when, every time his relatives leave, Wang Chong feels like a knife.

That feeling is like tearing!

In this life, Wang Chong has changed a lot. In the "Taizhen Concubine Incident," Song Wang did not fall out of favor, and the Wang family did not fall, but he did not expect that the situation would turn around, and finally returned to this step.

Wang Chong never thought that he would still lose his grandfather.

In this life, this is the first time he has lost a loved one!

Tears slipped from his face, and Wang Chong's shoulders trembled slightly, but there was no crying sound.

In the same day, he never thought that he would lose the two most important people in his life at the same time!

Pills, ginseng, various treasures of heaven and earth... In this life, he has tried his best to extend his grandpa's life span, but he has reached this point in the end.

why?

Is all this fate?

If it is fate, then he will break all fate.

"Grandpa, there is still a way, I still have a way... I must find a way to save you and extend your lifespan!"

Wang Chong suddenly raised his head with a serious expression on his face.

"No need!"

At this moment, Wang Chong felt the thin palms of his hands suddenly tighten.

Wang Chong looked stunned, and looked at his grandpa subconsciously, only to see that his grandpa looked kind, holding his palm, smiling and shook his head to himself:

"Child, grandpa knows that you can do it, but you don't need it. Grandpa has lived through everything that should be experienced until now, and there is no regret."

"And... the era that belongs to us is over!"

Speaking of the last sentence, Grandpa seems to have taken everything lightly, that kind of calmness, showing a kind of nostalgia for the past, and a kind of sustenance for the future.

Wang Chong was startled, his gaze flicked over the white gauze on his grandfather's sleeve, and suddenly he understood something.

The Holy Emperor is gone!

An era created by Grandpa and him has ended, and the glory of that era has passed!

Grandpa didn't have some disease, or the recurrence of an old dark disease in the body, but he had no desire to survive!

When a person has experienced all the brilliance, all the ups and downs, birth, old age, sickness, and death, and there is no regret in life, there is nothing left for him to miss.

"grandfather!"

Wang Chong wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. He just felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

"Chong'er, grandpa asks you something, can you tell grandpa truthfully?"

Jiu spoke openly, his voice a little weak.

"Grandpa, what do you want to know, grandson will tell you everything!"

Wang Chong said.

There was silence in the room, and the old man's voice sounded after a long while:

"You and your majesty have seen the future, right?"

"boom!"

Jiugong's voice was not high, but when he heard Wang Chong's ears, his whole body was shocked, and his whole body was shocked, as if he had been hit by thunder.

Wang Chong never thought that Grandpa would actually ask such a question at the last moment.

This question was like a long needle, deeply piercing Wang Chong's defenses, piercing to the most secret place deep in his heart.

Wang Chong had never thought that the grandfather, who had been living in seclusion in the Sifang Pavilion, and almost isolated from the world, would ask such a question without leaving the house.

Almost instinctively, Wang Chong wanted to deny it.

However, the next moment, when Wang Chong raised his head, he suddenly hesitated when he saw Grandpa's eyes that were close at hand.

Those eyes were sharp and deep, but they didn't have the aggressive, sharp-edged taste, but contained a gentle and soft power, like a breeze blowing gently.

In these eyes, Wang Chong did not feel any blame.

Wang Chong has never mentioned the matter of rebirth to anyone. Even the closest person, Wang Chong has never mentioned it. It is his own secret, but at this moment, he looks at him with kindness, kindness and gentleness. Grandpa, Wang Chong nodded for the first time in a spirited manner:

"Yes!"

"I knew I didn't guess wrong! It is true, it is true!"

Just when Wang Chong was full of anxiety, the old man suddenly chuckled and nodded:

"Child, you are indeed a good grandson of grandpa!"

"I know what you are thinking, but what is the important thing about where you are from? As long as you are noble and worthy of admiration, you are a good grandson of your grandfather and a good offspring of the Wang family. Grandpa is proud of you and also You are proud!"

The old man smiled and said:

"Furthermore, Grandpa has always known that you are not the same as the Holy Emperor. You are really grandpa's grandson, because your grandpa's gaze is the gaze of a family member!"

"grandfather!"

Hearing his grandfather's last words, Wang Chong fell on his grandfather's lap and finally couldn't help crying.

Turns out he knew!

Turns out he always knew!

He always thought that he had concealed things from the people of the world, but in this yard, this old man who stayed in the house, the closest and most respected grandpa in his heart, knew everything and knew everything!

It's just that everything has reached the final moment.

The old man did not speak, but looked at Wang Chong, who was lying on his knees, with a look of relief, and his haggard palms gently stroked Wang Chong's hair.

Wang Chong had pain in his heart, endless remorse and regret. If he had known this early, he might have told his grandfather everything early.

"Tell grandpa, you worked so hard because you saw the future crisis, right?"

"Yes!"

This time, Wang Chong did not hide any more.

"Then tell grandpa, can you deal with it?"

The old man said again.

"Yes! Yes!... It must be!"

Wang Chong opened his mouth, as if he was speaking to his grandfather, or as if he was speaking to himself.

"Hehe, then grandpa can rest assured!"

The old man smiled and said:

"Grandpa has no regrets in this life!"

After saying this, Grandpa's voice became weaker and weaker. In the end, that withered and thin palm seemed to lose all its strength and slowly slipped from the top of Wang Chong's head.

Until the last moment of his life, the old man's face still had a smile of satisfaction.

"grandfather!"

Feeling the slowly getting cold body in front of him, Wang Chong's voice choked and his body trembled. He couldn't help the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart and cried bitterly.

On the other side, Wang Chong didn't know that when the Wang family was crying and pouring in, on the other side, apart from a wall, a figure stood with a cane in his hand and his back against the wall, staring silently.

"Ugh!"

Hearing the cry of sorrow from the other side, a deep sigh sounded in the darkness:

"Wang Bowu, we have been fighting for a lifetime, and finally we have reached this point. The era that belongs to us is over, and you have won me again!"

In the room, there was only a faint light shining, Yao Chong raised his head, and there was no sadness or joy on that old face, only a deep loneliness.

This is the end of an era.

Winning or losing is no longer important.

"Broadly speaking, do you remember all the words that I said for my father and you?"

Yao Chong looked at Yao Guangyi not far away, kneeling on the ground, and said.

"My child remembers it!"

Yao Guangyi said respectfully.

"good very good!"

Old man Yao nodded vigorously, and the old face once again revealed the spirit of the old generation:

"Family, country and the world, at any time, you can't abandon the father of a big country because of the selfishness of your own family. This is the last thing your father can tell you, and it is also the greatest wisdom of your father's life!"

Speaking of the last sentence, Mr. Yao also seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He was leaning on a cane in both hands, his expression was solemn, and he slowly closed his eyes.

At the last moment of his life, his expression was solemn and solemn. He was no longer the old man who had done everything in the Sifang Pavilion, but he was restored to the world's Yao Xiang who was sung by the people of Tang Dynasty!

"Baby farewell father!"

Feeling the fire of life completely dying out of the old man, tears could no longer help streaming down, Yao Guangyi knelt on the ground, his head hanging down, motionless.

"Om!"

And at almost the same time, in the depths of the starry sky that ordinary people can't see, two huge star buckets, crimson like flames, fell from the sky, and at the same time, the mountains of Kyushu land buzzed and trembled.

When the weather changes, the earth vein also changes.

"Ugh!"

In the undulating mountains, a famous astrology warlock and hidden monk saw this scene, and sighed one by one, facing the direction of the capital, bowed one after another.

This is their way of paying tribute to the two famous ministers of the Tang Dynasty who have made great contributions in the country!

...

"clang!"

"clang!"

When the east faded white, the first ray of sunlight rose from the horizon, and the sound of two death knells spread across the land of Kyushu.

Soon after the death of the holy emperor, Jiugong and Yao Xiang, the two most dazzling figures of the Tang Dynasty, also fell with them.

One obituary was posted all over Kyushu.

This is the darkest moment in the entire history of Datang!

When the news came out, countless people wept bitterly. Everyone knew that the most brilliant, brightest, and most powerful era had truly come to an end!

All over Kyushu, countless people put on linen and filial piety, wearing white robes, spontaneously rushed to the capital to show their filial piety.

Many people cried heartbreakingly and even passed out!

And Jiugong and Yao Xiang were full of peaches and plums when they were alive, and countless of their students at that time also rushed to the capital to pay homage.