Since ancient times, the profession of emperor has generally rarely lived long.

Most of them died at the age of thirty or forty, and there were all kinds of ways to die, most of them because of poor health.

It may be that this kind of supreme position in the world needs to be hard enough to be able to withstand it.

Although Chengde Tianzi's body was very good, he fell ill after being stabbed, and after barely supporting it for a month, he finally came to an end.

At this time, he had no way to speak, but he could barely hear some sounds, and in a daze, the Son of Heaven only heard some crying voices, and the voices of a few princes talking.

Among the several princes who stayed in Beijing, the third prince was the first to rush to Changle Palace, and after arriving at Changle Palace, he didn't say a word, knelt directly in front of the window of the Son of Heaven, and cried sadly: "Father ...... Emperor"

The Son of Heaven reluctantly opened his eyes and saw that his third son, who was not very neatly dressed, knelt in front of him in embarrassment.

It's a pity......

The Son of Heaven felt some regret in his heart.

This third son was originally a good candidate for the prince, brave and enterprising, and had a pure filial piety, but unfortunately he had shortcomings in his temperament and could not be entrusted with great responsibilities.

It didn't take long for His Royal Highness the King of Wei to rush over, and he knelt down without saying anything, trembling all over: "Father, the emperor ......"

His voice choked: "Father, wake up and take a look at your son's ......."

The Son of Heaven wanted to open his mouth to respond to these two sons, but unfortunately, he only had his last breath left, and he really didn't have the strength to speak again.

By this time, the sky had gradually darkened.

The fourth prince Ji Huan was the last to rush to the dormitory of Changle Palace, and when he arrived, he knelt on the ground, gritting his teeth and saying nothing.

Of course, he was also sad in his heart, after all, people's hearts are made of meat, the son of Chengde treats people generously, and he has not treated his sons harshly, and now that he is going to die, the fourth prince is naturally very sad in his heart.

But more often than not.

The prince has not done anything except eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling over the years, and he has worked hard to manage the courtiers for so many years, and now he can be said to have great powers in the court.

The crown prince is not a son-in-law, to be exact, he just lost to a "long" word.

Several sons in the capital have arrived, and the Son of Heaven breathes a sigh of relief.

He no longer has the ability to control the situation, and when he closes his eyes, it all depends on how God arranges the situation in the capital.

Thinking of this, the Son of Heaven slowly closed his eyes and moved his mouth.

The prince was also kneeling on the ground, but when he saw this, he quickly stood up and listened to it, wanting to hear it clearly.

The Son of Heaven used all his strength to say the last sentence.

"Mo ...... Mo Shou... Brothers...... Cannibalism. ”

The prince thought that this sentence was addressed to him, and when he heard this, he burst into tears, bowed his head and said: "Father, don't worry, the sons and daughters will write it down, and the brothers will not do big rebellious things, and the sons and daughters will ...... By no means difficult for them. ”

The Son of Heaven's eyes widened and refused to close them.

Chen Ju on the side understood the mind of the Son of Heaven, he stood up with tears in his eyes, and choked up: "Your Majesty's decree is to make all princes live in harmony with each other and not kill each other!" ”

His Royal Highness King Wei, who was kneeling on the side, was shocked in his heart.

He knew in his heart that this will was meant for him, and the Son of Heaven meant that if the king of Wei won, he was not allowed to kill a few brothers.

His Royal Highness King Wei lowered his head and gritted his teeth fiercely.

Father, since the current situation was caused by you, then you should think about it, there is no room for not killing.

He raised his head and looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was serving beside the bed, and his heart was secretly ruthless.

After this night, either the eldest brother dies or I die, there is no third possibility.

Among the crowd, only the great eunuch Chen Ju fully understood what the Son of Heaven meant, and the great eunuch secretly glanced at His Royal Highness the King of Wei who was kneeling down.

Once the King of Wei rebels, the princes will inevitably die, and I hope that the back hand left by His Majesty can come in handy.

After the Son of Heaven heard Chen Ju's words spoken loudly, he was finally satisfied, he only felt that he was extremely tired, and his eyelids were extremely heavy.

In the end, the Chengde Heavenly Son of the Great Jin Dynasty finally couldn't support it and slowly closed his eyes.

The great eunuch Chen Ju and the master and servant of the Son of Heaven in Chengde for decades suddenly trembled in his heart, and stepped forward to touch the snort of the Son of Heaven.

His old fingers trembled.

Finally, the great eunuch made a sound like a night owl, which seemed to cry instead of crying.

He knelt on the ground and screamed, "Your Majesty...... It's a big deal! ”

As soon as this sentence came out, the cry in Changle Palace shook the sky.

One prince, five princes all knelt in front of the window of the Son of Heaven, howling and crying.

At this time, the courtiers also received the news, the five Zaifu led the civil and military officials, kneeling outside the gate of Changle Palace, after hearing the crying in the palace, these officials also began to wipe their tears, and some even cried.

The concubines in the palace were not allowed to enter the palace, and after hearing Chen Ju's words, they also cried outside the gate of Changle Palace, and even those eunuchs and palace maids all knelt down and cried bitterly.

Among these people, although many of them echoed the voice, at least half of them really shed a few tears for the sake of the Son of Heaven.

The old people in the palace all know that today's Son of Heaven is much more benevolent than Emperor Xianwu, Emperor Wu has a violent temper, and the palace people die at every turn, but in the Chengde Dynasty, the number of dead people in the palace has been greatly reduced, unless it is a mistake, there is generally no danger.

There was a loud cry in the palace.

His Royal Highness the chubby prince knelt beside the bed of the Son of Heaven and cried bitterly for a while, and finally a subordinate official of the East Palace ran behind the prince and reminded him in a low voice.

"Your Highness, it's time to ring the bell."

According to the rules of the Great Jin Dynasty, when the Son of Heaven died, the bell should ring nine times, nine times before and after, a total of eighty-one sounds, to send the Son of Heaven to the sky.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince reacted at this time, he wiped his tears, and ordered: "The bell will ring immediately, and the white flags will be hung up and down in the capital immediately, and the father will see him off!" ”

"Yes."

After a while, the bells rang loudly in Miyagi.

The bell shook nine times, stopped for a quarter of an hour, and then rang again, and again nine times.

The bell rang deafeningly, not to mention the entire capital, at least in Yongle Fang, every household heard it.

At this time, Li Xin of the Wei Palace's Mansion was discussing with Hou Jingde and others about the specific actions for a while, when suddenly a bell rang, Li Xin and the others stopped talking in an instant, and listened to the sad bells with bated breath.

Clang...... Clang......

After nine sounds, Li Xin froze in place and muttered to himself.

"Son of Heaven...... Let's go. ”

Ye Ling and Hou Jingde both knelt down and kowtowed in the direction of the imperial city.

In desperation, Li Xin also knelt down.

"Minister...... Wait, send your majesty. ”

At this time, not only in the palace of King Wei, but also in the entire Yongle Fang, and even in the entire capital, all the people who heard the bell put down the matter at hand, knelt on the ground respectfully, and kowtowed to send the Son of Heaven to the funeral.

And in the forbidden room in the palace, a middle-aged man in green clothes naturally heard the nine bells.

He sat in a chair in the silent room for a long time, without even the slightest expression on his face, like a wooden man, as if he would not move.

After a while, two lines of tears flowed from Li Shen's face, and he got up from his chair and knelt down in the direction of Changle Palace.

"Minister...... Li Jinchen, send your majesty. ”

The tears on Li Shen's face did not dry.

"I really didn't want to hurt you......"

He was almost talking to himself.