Liu Yan couldn't help but slashed at Liu Xun with his sword. In an instant, blood flew everywhere, and the sword got stuck in Liu Xun's neck. Liu Yan used all his strength to pull out the sword, and blood gurgled out.
When everyone was stunned, Liu Xun rolled his eyes, twitched and covered his bleeding neck with both hands, and then slowly fell to the ground motionless, no longer breathing.
Emperor Han's eyes were filled with tears, but he kept suppressing the tears. His twitching cheeks were just like his heartbeat at this moment. Emperor Han calmed down his emotions, and slowly the expression on his face became stiff. He had long been I expected such an ending...
After a while of silence in Xuanzheng Hall, it was broken by the guards outside the door.
"Report..."
After Xun Mou saw Liu Yan's gesture, he responded loudly: "Say!"
The guards outside the palace shouted back through the door, "The rebels have all been wiped out, and Hou Zhigui has committed suicide."
The joy of victory once again appeared on Liu Yan's face, and he played with the sword in his hand and said: "Grandpa Huang, now is the time to declare the imperial edict to meditate!"
"Do you think you can force me?" Emperor Han sat upright and remained unmoved.
Liu Yan smiled ferociously at the sword, then moved behind Zhang Cen, wiping the blood on the frightened Zhang Cen's shoulder with the sword, and said: "Grandpa Huang, do you think there is nothing I can do?"
At this moment, Emperor Han finally stood up slowly, holding himself up straight, with his hands behind his back. His expression remained unchanged, and he walked down Danqi and walked to Zhang Cen. He lowered his head and stared at Zhang Cen, while extending his hand to Zhang Cen. Liu Yan wants the sword.
Seeing that the Emperor of Han was determined to get rid of him, Zhang Cen quickly turned around on his knees, kowtowed to Liu Yan, cried and begged for mercy, "Your Highness, please spare this slave. For the sake of my merit, spare my life..."
Liu Yan knew what Emperor Han meant. He looked at the sword in his hand and still hesitated. After all, if Zhang Cen hadn't helped to block the news, Emperor Han would have been prepared long ago.
Seeing Liu Yan's hesitation, Emperor Han looked up at Liu Yan and mocked: "Reluctant to kill? Remember, he can help you today, and he can help others tomorrow."
"No, no..." Zhang Cen hurriedly kowtowed, "I will resign and return to my hometown, and never return to the court. I will..."
Seeing that Liu Yan was hesitating again, the Han Emperor smiled and said: "A woman's benevolence can hardly achieve great things!"
Liu Yan looked back at Xun Mou and saw that he had no expression, so he handed the sword in his hand to the Han Emperor.
The moment Emperor Han took over the sword, he was filled with thoughts, and his brows were raised suddenly with all the past memories in his mind, but that feeling only appeared on his face for a moment, and he immediately smiled sternly and said: "Zhang Cen, how will I treat you? ?”
Zhang Cen immediately hugged the Han Emperor's legs and cried bitterly: "Your Majesty, I have served you wholeheartedly for so many years. Please spare me..."
The Han Emperor's eyes widened with anger, and he clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands. The sword was pointed downwards and thrust straight into the back of Zhang Cen's neck. Blood splashed onto the Han Emperor's pale face, the golden dragon robe, and the black floor tiles. The Han Emperor's distorted face returned to calm in an instant, and then he stretched out his foot and kicked hard to pull out the sword. Liu Yan was so frightened that he took a step back before regaining his composure.
When Emperor Han saw this, he couldn't help but smile, "What are you afraid of? I am the prisoner."
Liu Yan said disdainfully: "Grandpa Huang, as long as you immediately issue an edict to abdicate the throne, my grandson will ensure that you live in peace..."
The Han Emperor turned a deaf ear and showed no concern. He took out a yellow silk handkerchief from his waist, wiped the blood on his face, and interrupted: "A king should be able to endure what others can't bear, and hurt others who cannot hurt." After wiping his cheeks, he then wiped the blood on his robe, "If all the people in this world can be governed to be heroes, saints and wise men, and everyone can give enough to the people, Yan'er, come and tell me whether this person is a saint or a fool. ah?"
Liu Yan was stunned for a moment, then turned to face Xunmou and looked at each other. After thinking about it, he replied: "Of course he is a saint, so he can teach well."
"Wrong!" Emperor Han suddenly raised his head and shouted, looking at Liu Yan with piercing eyes, "If this is really the case in the world, then the emperor is a stupid and foolish king."
Liu Yan and Xun Mou looked at each other again, speechless.
The Han Emperor sneered, and then wiped the blood on the sword, "It's no wonder. It was only after I sat in this position that I realized that if everyone is a hero and everyone is a sage, then the people will be wise and the people will be wise. Thoughts are in turmoil; if every storehouse is rich, then the people will have more money. If there is more money, they will recruit troops and stock up with weapons. At that time, the world will become another Warring States Period." Then he continued to ask, "Yan'er, tell me what a country is. Enriching the people'?"
Liu Yan knew the emperor's intentions, so he said confidently: "Only when the country is rich and gives small profits to the people can the country be stabilized and governed, and the people of the world can be at peace. If you don't fight with the king, it will be difficult to fight with the king."
Emperor Han didn't speak any more. Seeing that the sword in his hand was shining brightly, he threw the silk handkerchief on the ground. After looking at the sword for a long time, he fell into silence again. Suddenly he understood something, but he didn't seem to understand it. He knew , as an emperor, he should keep his face concealed, and his officials should be indistinguishable, but at this time, all his emotions seemed to be clearly displayed on his face. Is his mouth smiling or crying? Are his eyes happy or sad? Does his brow furrow or spread? It seems that there is still no answer, and no one can see through it. There was only the reflection in the sword. Although it was a little blurry, it felt like it illuminated him clearly. The Emperor of the Han Dynasty sighed with emotion. At this moment in his life, the sword was back in his hands, but it no longer belonged to him. Maybe it had never belonged to him. Would it belong to Liu Yan? Maybe, maybe never. Emperor Han held the heavy sword in his hand, his eyes seemed to show a lot of nostalgia, but the corners of his mouth seemed to be so dismissive. He turned around slowly, walked up the Danqi with difficulty, and came to the Dragon Seat. He sat down in front of him and said seriously: "It's so difficult to defend the country! Yan'er, people like Gao Jun and Cui Hao must be used well. There are also Pingyuan Bo'anjia, especially An Shiqing, who are also worthy of such a big responsibility. Nowadays, there are frequent wars in the border areas. As long as there is a new king, many surrounding countries will definitely look at it with eager eyes. The Tang Kingdom in southern Xinjiang will definitely take action. Wu Yue in the east has always endured humiliation and heavy burdens. At that time, he will also join forces with the Southern Tang Dynasty. Xun Mou can guard southern Xinjiang. The tiger and wolf armies of Da Bo will definitely fight back. Gao Yun knows Da Bo best and can be allowed to go and fight back the enemy. If Bei Liao takes advantage of the situation, An Shiqing will also have the strength to fight back the enemy." Emperor Han sighed, " Even when a man is about to die, his words are good. Listen to the emperor's words, don't let this great river and mountain disappear from your hands."
Liu Yan and Xun Mou looked at each other again, without answering, and their moods were a little complicated.
After saying this, Emperor Han looked out the palace gate for the last time, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, picked up the sword in his hand, and stabbed himself with the sword.
