Lin Feng was carrying Ying Jiuxiao on his back and could feel Ying Jiuxiao's state at the moment.
Ying Jiuxiao's mentality is very relaxed.
However, Ying Jiuxiao's body could no longer hold on anymore, his breathing gradually became rapid, and his condition was worse than before in the hall.
Lin Feng carried Ying Jiuxiao on his back and felt very light. Today, Ying Jiuxiao has lost too much weight. He used to be tall and had a wide frame, but now he has lost weight and is lying on Lin Feng's back. His bones make Lin Feng feel uncomfortable.
Ying Jiuxiao's ability to survive until now depends entirely on his own willpower.
He has been supportive.
If it were another person, he would have been unable to hold on long ago, and perhaps would have given up on himself.
Between life and death, there is great terror.
Between life and death, a person's temperament can also change drastically.
Especially an emperor, who has life and death in his hands, is more likely to get worse.
But none of this happened.
On the contrary, Qin's transfer of power landed and transferred steadily.
"Grandfather, we are climbing a mountain."
Lin Feng carried Ying Jiuxiao on his back, and the group began to go up the mountain.
Lin Feng walked in the front with people on his back, followed closely by Wang Shun. Then, there are those who win three, five and other black ice stages. Even though there were not a large number of forbidden troops guarding Qingqiu Mountain, there were still more than a hundred people following them.
In fact, there are other accompanying personnel at the foot of the mountain, which is also a group.
A group of people climbed the mountain, and it was almost evening when they reached halfway up the mountain.
As the sun sets in the west, a bright red sun loses its fiery light and slowly sets towards the horizon.
Ying Jiuxiao lay on Lin Feng's back, looking at the setting sun on the horizon, with a free and easy expression, and said with emotion: "My current situation is like the setting sun on the west mountain. I can't hold it anymore. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk." "
Lin Feng said nothing and just walked up the mountain.
Wang Shun followed Lin Feng, but his eyes were already filled with tears.
Wang Shun was Ying Jiuxiao's confidant. When Ying Jiuxiao was still the prince, Wang Shun served in Ying Jiuxiao's palace. Wang Shun's ability to practice martial arts also earned Jiuxiao's support. Ying Jiuxiao supports Wang Shun in every way, and the relationship between the two parties is excellent.
As a person who has served Ying Jiuxiao all his life, Wang Shun couldn't bear the fact that Ying Jiuxiao was about to die of illness.
Ying San looked serious and followed silently.
He also had mixed feelings in his heart.
The whole team had a depressing and heavy atmosphere.
It’s not too far to reach the mountain from halfway up the mountain. Not long after, Lin Feng carried Ying Jiuxiao to the top of the mountain, put Ying Jiuxiao down and supported her carefully.
Shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun, Qingqiu Mountain seems to be shrouded in golden light.
Ying Jiuxiao looked around and saw Xianyang City in the distance, the surrounding scenery, and the picturesque mountains and rivers thousands of miles away. But as night fell, the surrounding light gradually became blurry.
There was a smile on Ying Jiuxiao's thin and pale face.
Wanli Jiangshan, very good!
Da Qin, very good!
Ying Jiuxiao looked at it for a while, his breathing became short, and he found a big stone to sit down on, waving his hand for Lin Feng to sit down too.
Ying Jiuxiao looked at Lin Feng with emotion on his face, and said with a smile: "Lin Feng, do you still remember the first time I met you?"
Lin Fengqiang smiled and nodded: "Of course I remember, when I was still in Yongning County, the emperor's grandfather and Wang Shangshu learned of my identity, disguised themselves as nobles from Xianyang and came to visit my house. The person on the front line at that time was Wang Yue. I didn't expect that I had such a connection with the emperor's grandfather at the time."
"Hahaha……"
Ying Jiuxiao couldn't help but laugh.
The conversations from the past are still in my ears. The scenes from the past seemed like they happened yesterday.
Everything is so wonderful.
After Ying Jiuxiao stopped laughing, he said with emotion: "Speaking of it, this is fate, and it is my opportunity for Da Qin. Without Yao'er, our relationship would definitely not be as good as it is now."
Lin Feng shook his head and said firmly: "The emperor's grandfather was magnanimous, courteous and virtuous, and worked hard to govern and strive for success. He was a sage monarch. Even without Yu Yao in the middle, I will definitely still be moved by the emperor's grandfather. Because no wise man in the world can refuse Imperial Grandfather."
"You, please say nice things."
Ying Jiuxiao felt quite proud in his heart.
Under his governance, the Qin State saw the emergence of talented people and countless generals, all because of his hard work.
To put it bluntly, without his decades of persistence, there would be no Daqin today.
On this point, Ying Jiuxiao is also proud of itself.
Ying Jiuxiao's old face was filled with ravines, with a soft smile on his face, and he continued to talk to Lin Feng.
The sound is not loud, but it is clear.
Lin Feng sat aside and patiently listened to Ying Jiuxiao's words.
Night fell and torches were lit all around.
Crack, crackle! !
Torches were burning, and bonfires were spread all around, dispelling a hint of coolness and even more darkness.
On Qingqiu Mountain, Ying Jiuxiao was still chattering, talking about things when he was young, the difficulties he encountered when he first came to power, the various crises he faced from various countries, and the interpersonal relationships in the court. Relationship grooming.
Ying Jiuxiao even talked about some secret histories of the imperial court and many secrets of the Qin State.
Unconsciously, time flies by.
After midnight it was another day.
Lin Feng listened to Ying Jiuxiao's words and felt the weakening of Ying Jiuxiao's aura. He also felt that the firm eyes gradually dissipated and lost the most brilliant light.
However, Ying Jiuxiao still had to cheer up.
Seeing this, the people around him became increasingly depressed, because everyone could feel that the emperor was approaching his end.
When the night gradually dissipated and it was approaching morning, a touch of fish belly white appeared on the eastern sky, and the sky gradually began to light up.
Ying Jiuxiao actually stood up at this time, his pale face turned rosy, and his whole person seemed to suddenly have strength. Ying Jiuxiao stared at the ray of red light emerging from the eastern sky. He was happy in his heart and said loudly: "Lin Feng, what kind of posthumous title do you think I can have in a hundred years?"
Lin Feng was silent for a while and said directly: "The Imperial Grandfather set a precedent for the emergence of the Great Qin from the East and laid the foundation for the unification of the Great Qin. It can be said that he recreated the Great Qin and reshaped the Great Qin. His achievements are illustrious. The Imperial Grandfather's merits cannot be given a simple and ordinary posthumous title. "
Ying Jiuxiao asked: "What to use?"
Lin Feng said in a deep voice: "Taizu and Gaozu founded the country, Shizu and Taizong carried it forward, Shizong and Gaozong only maintained it. Taizu or Gaozu are posthumous titles that only the founding kings can have. Shizu and Taizong only inherited and carried forward, not enough Let’s talk about the achievements of the emperor’s grandfather. As the saying goes, the illustrious emperor is the towering saint ancestor, so I think the emperor’s grandfather deserves the title of saint ancestor and should be designated as the saint ancestor of the Qin Dynasty.”
After Ying Jiuxiao heard this, his eyes became brighter and he praised: "For the founding of the country, we call him Taizu. I, call him Saint Ancestor, that's enough!"
"Hahaha……"
Ying Jiuxiao's laughter echoed around him.
At this moment, a red sun was rising, and the golden morning glow emerged from the eastern sky and fell on Ying Jiuxiao, making Ying Jiuxiao seem to be sacred.
"I have no regrets in this life."
Ying Jiuxiao mustered up all his strength to shout, and his voice echoed on Qingqiu Mountain.
His eyes looked at the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers of Da Qin, at the splendid mountains and rivers of Da Qin, and also fell on Xianyang City.
A smile appeared.
At this moment, the pair of wise and penetrating eyes that see through the world were completely closed.
Ying Jiuxiao's body went limp and fell down. In this moment, Lin Feng stepped forward and hugged Ying Jiuxiao, but his breath was gone.
"Grandfather!"
Lin Feng murmured, tears flashing in his eyes.
This old man who had unconditional support and trust in Lin Feng was gone.
Da Qin will never win against Jiuxiao again.
