The emperor stared blankly at Rong Che who descended from the sky and came to him. He heard a noisy sound in his ears. He waved his hand and the sound gradually subsided.
"Rong Che?" he shouted uncertainly.
"My dear brother, see you, my royal brother!" Rong Che observed the etiquette as always.
"Get up quickly and let me take a look!" The emperor excitedly stepped forward to help Rong Che up and looked him up and down, "Still unchanged!"
Rong Che's emotions also had ups and downs, and he was keenly aware that the emperor's end was approaching.
His pupils shrank, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes and then disappeared.
"Brother Huang hasn't changed either," he said.
"Haha!" The emperor was very happy and joked: "Okay, you have learned how to compliment."
Rong Che was stunned, what he said was indeed against his will. The emperor's complexion had declined, his eye sockets were sunken, and his spirit was listless. He was completely different from his former high-spirited state.
"Uncle Emperor, why don't we go back to the palace and talk about it later." The prince came over and said.
Rong Che nodded, raised his head and said to the floating treasure ship: "Go find her first."
"Okay." Yan Qingzheng's voice came, and everyone looked up, only to find that she was already standing on the bow of the ship.
"Won't the princess come down?" the emperor asked.
"She said she wanted to go see her father-in-law and mother-in-law first." Rong Che said, "That's what I meant."
The emperor smiled and agreed with this arrangement. After all, he urgently wanted to explain something to Rong Che.
The Crown Princess came forward to pay her respects, and then the four of them returned to the Imperial Study Room one after another.
"I am catching up with your little uncle. You should go back first. We will have dinner together later." The emperor was already very tired. With the support of his maid, he sat down on the big Kang near the window and said to the prince.
The prince hesitated for a moment, looking at Rong Che with uneasiness.
Rong Che nodded gently, and then the prince sighed and said, "My son, please retire."
The emperor took a few sips of the ginseng tea handed over by the palace maid, then calmed down and said, "Sit down, let's have a nice chat."
Rong Che saw that he looked tired and asked, "Brother, do you want to go back to the palace to rest?"
The emperor smiled bitterly, summoned the palace maid, laid out a pillow for him, and helped him lie down diagonally.
"It's better to go back to the dormitory." Rong Che said.
"No need, there is no place to lie down." The emperor said: "Things have happened one after another in the past few years, and you don't fall in love with me here. We brothers haven't talked together for a long time."
Rong Che lowered his head in silence. He really didn't want to enter the palace consciously. Ever since he got married to Yan Qingzheng, all he could think about was how he could stay with Qing'er forever, whether in the palace or in Fengrong.
Well, he really didn't pay much attention to it.
But this time he found out that the emperor was about to die soon, and he felt sad for the first time in a long time.
"Brother Huang, Hong Wen gave us a rough idea." Rong Che took a deep breath and said, "If Brother Huang changes his mind, Qing'er can help."
At that time, Hong Wen was crying and begging Rong Che to persuade the emperor to use the power of cultivators to survive.
Rong Che thought for a long time before saying, "I'll try my best."
He didn't dare to vouch for it, because the emperor seemed to be easy to talk to, but in fact he was very independent and very insistent on what he believed in.
There was talk in the court, and if he could be persuaded, he would have been persuaded long ago.
"Haha..." The emperor calmed down a little and said with a smile: "What on earth did this red pattern do to persuade you to persuade me?"
Rong Che sighed, knowing that the emperor brother would not listen.
"Rong Che, you are also a cultivator of immortals now. You should know the difference between immortals and mortals, otherwise you would not choose to practice. So, you have seen many cultivators. If their abilities are lost, they will be useless to anyone.
A mortal country will be disastrous. If that is the case, the inheritance of the royal family will cease to exist. I will never set this precedent!"
Rong Che looked at the emperor quietly, and saw in his eyes his attachment to survival, his regret for his unfulfilled ambition, and his firmness towards his principles!
"Brother, I understand." He bowed.
"I knew you would understand, just like Shengwen." The emperor was very pleased, "So I also have something to ask of you!"
"Brother, please give me your instructions." Rong Che bowed.
"From now on, if the descendants of the royal family cannot abide by this iron rule, you have to educate them on my behalf. If they fail in education and refuse to change after repeated admonitions... then clean up the family for me!" The emperor closed his eyes.
Rong Che was stunned and hesitant. This request was shocking and he didn't want to promise it.
"Rong Che..." The emperor opened his eyes, looked at his embarrassed look, and smiled sadly: "I know that Shengwen will not stay in the court forever, and I cannot put this burden on him. But after all, you are
As a royal bloodline, as long as you don’t ascend to immortality, you can supervise and supervise for me, Fengrong, okay?”
For this reason, Rong Che had no choice but to accept the emperor's words: "My brother obeys the decree."
"It's not a decree, and I won't issue an explicit decree. If one day you don't want to take care of it anymore, just don't take care of it!" the emperor said sincerely.
Rong Che nodded.
The emperor was deep in thought and wanted to say something else. Hong Wen's voice was heard outside the door: "Your Majesty, Lao Nute is here to apologize!"
Hong Wen knelt outside the palace, crawled on the ground, and raised his voice.
Rong Che looked at the emperor in surprise.
The emperor grinned: "It's not my will for him to find you. He wants to find someone who can persuade me."
Only then did Rong Che realize that Hongwen went to Miao'er Mountain on his own initiative, but he also had good intentions and was sincere.
"Come in." The emperor said.
Hongwen got up, opened the door and came in. He kowtowed to the emperor first and then looked at Rong Che.
Rong Che shook his head slightly, and Hong Wen suddenly understood that even Prince Xuan could not persuade the emperor to go to the throne. He fell to the ground sluggishly, as if he was frustrated.
"You..." The Emperor sighed repeatedly, "You have been with me for so many years. Don't you know what my temper is like?"
Hongzhi immediately burst into tears. He wiped it again and again with his sleeve, but he still couldn't stop the tears from flowing.
"Okay, since this is your first offense and it's out of loyalty, I won't slap you this time. You will be fined one year's salary. Go ahead."
Hong Wen kowtowed: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"From now on, you must serve the new emperor well."
"Old slave...Old slave..." Hong Wen choked up again.
"Okay, go down and wash up. Your face is stained. You all came here in a hurry. Look at Prince Xuan!"
Rong Che came in a treasure ship, and there really wasn't a breath of wind, while Hong Wen was brought back by the worshiper with a flying sword, not to mention that the speed was much slower, and the strong wind chilled him to the bone.
It can be said that it is full of dust.
"Then I'll take my leave now." Hong Wen wiped his face and said, "I'll come back to serve you later."
Hong Wen staggered out. Speaking of which, he was not young anymore, and all this running around was really taxing on his old bones. The emperor felt sorry for him, so he let him go down.
The emperor waved his hand and asked all the eunuchs and maids in the room to go out.
"Okay, it's quiet now. I still have something to entrust you with." The emperor sat up, and Rong Che quickly stepped forward and adjusted the pillow for him so that he could sit more comfortably.
"Brother, please speak."
"I'm a little worried about the prince." The emperor's hands clenched into fists, "He values love too much, which is different from me. Although I look easy-going, in fact I never use emotions. The prince is different, and I am very worried.
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It was hard to answer this, so Rong Che remained silent.
"The prince is honest and filial, but the queen is not a clear-minded person. So if the queen has any inappropriate words or deeds in the future, I am afraid that the prince will succumb."
"The prince has his own opinions."
"No, his city still needs some help. Even though the queen looks so...stupid, I have always let her sit firmly in the back seat for so many years because she has never touched my bottom line.
!From this point of view, the Queen may not be as brainless as she appears, so I am very worried. The Crown Princess is good, but it is a pity that she cannot suppress the Queen due to her status."
The emperor had a sullen face. At the end of his life, he suddenly realized that he had left many hidden dangers for his son.
Maybe it was because he was too confident, or maybe it was because he never thought that he would die so early, so these hidden dangers can be said to be the result of his connivance.
Rong Che's eyes moved. He had never cared about the emperor's sister-in-law, so he didn't know how to comfort the emperor.
"And the emperor's eldest grandson... If his uncle's family is serious, they will definitely make a comeback in the future with the support of the queen!" The emperor shook his head slowly but firmly, "I never want to see this scene."
Rong Che lowered his eyes and felt that the emperor would never see that day, so why should he be so obsessed with what happened after his death!
"After I die, can you help me take care of Feng Rong for a hundred years?" The emperor looked at Rong Che earnestly, his eyes filled with the emotion of being lonely.
Rong Che was silent. He didn't want to get involved in the royal family's affairs. Next, he would devote himself to cultivation and he really didn't want to waste time and energy.
But he didn’t want to live up to the emperor’s trust and expectations!
As time passed, green smoke rose from the copper three-legged incense burner in the hall, and the sunlight that filtered through the screen window in the afternoon looked hazy and blurry.
The emperor looked at Rong Che steadily, his eyes firm and pleading. In the past, Rong Che had already promised him, but this time he hesitated for so long.
This was a game that the brothers had only seen. The emperor knew it very well. He knew that this was too embarrassing for Rong Che, so even though he knew that he was not going to die soon, he was still unwilling to agree. He couldn't say no to refuse, so he had to protest silently.
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Similarly, in the past, the emperor would have withdrawn this request long ago and said with a playful smile that it was just a joke.
But this time the emperor refused to give in and persisted stubbornly.
Although he waited for a long time and his body was numb, he finally got the result he wanted.
"Brother, I obey the order." Rong Che finally relented and agreed with difficulty.
The emperor's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and all his strength seemed to have been exhausted.
"Okay, I'm tired. You go back to see Shengwen first. Come to the palace for dinner in the evening, and ask Shengwen and his wife to come with the princess." The emperor's face became even paler, and he waved his hands to finish these words.
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"Brother, please retire." Rong Che knew that the emperor was barely holding on, and felt distressed, but there was nothing he could do.
He quickly retreated, leaving the emperor's dignity to his brother.
At this time, there are only two hours left before dinner time, and the Emperor... must take a rest.
Looking at the magnificent scenery outside the palace shrouded in the setting sun, and thinking of the emperor at sunset, Rong Che's heart suddenly became heavy.