After a while, another voice came from the account:
"Your Majesty, please step aside. I want to see Marquis Zhonglie."
"Yes! I obey my orders!"
When the second prince heard this, he felt as if he had been granted amnesty, and he led the henchmen away quickly. The figure staggered halfway and almost fell down.
Wait for the second prince to leave.
Another person's voice came from inside: "I would like to invite Marquis Zhonglie to join the army as the Lord of Accounts!"
Zheng Xiu immediately frowned when he stepped into the military tent. There was an unpleasant smell of herbs coming from inside.
An old man, wearing a dragon robe, was sitting on the couch. His face was gloomy, but his eyes were bright.
Emperor Daqian, Wei Yangzun, was named Emperor Zun'an.
In the military tent, in addition to the old emperor, there were two maids, two generals, and an imperial doctor.
The two generals were about to search him when they came forward.
"You can go out later."
The old emperor waved his hand and motioned for the others to go out and meet Zheng Xiu alone.
Zheng Xiu was still thinking about the deep meaning of the old emperor's trip.
He had met the old emperor three times in his life.
In the first scene, after hearing the news of Zheng Haoran's death, Zheng Xiu was awarded the title of "Zhongliehou" in front of hundreds of civil and military officials in the main hall.
In the second scene, on the tenth anniversary of Zheng Haoran's death for the country, Zheng Xiu was sweeping his grave.
In the third scene, when Heaven and Earth opened, he paid a private visit incognito and secretly congratulated it.
There are three sides in total.
This is side four.
Compared with the last time we met, Wei Yangzun's complexion was darkened, his hair was sparse, his body was thin and boneless, and his majesty in the past was long gone.
"I don't have much time left."
When Zheng Xiu and Wei Yangzun were the only two people left in the tent, the old emperor said a very unlucky word.
Following these words, Zheng Xiu was about to ask you if you had any unfulfilled wishes, or if you needed help from the Zheng family to build the emperor's tomb, etc. As soon as he said the word "that", Old Wei seemed to use all his strength before he waved, An action that told Zheng Xiu to stop talking.
Lao Wei is very weak.
No wonder what he just said was concise and to the point.
Even speaking was so laborious, no wonder he knew that his "time was running out."
"Huh...huh...huh..."
Old Wei took a deep breath.
"Those three people were killed by your people."
Zheng Xiu's face changed slightly, but he didn't refute.
Because Old Wei used an affirmative tone, not a question.
"The second son of Salt, Iron, and Shang has a bad temper, but he is resolute and bold in his actions. I have known about his temper since twenty years ago."
"The boss has a calm temperament and a far-sighted vision. He plans everything before taking action, but he always misses the opportunity and looks forward and backward."
"The third child, hey, looks cowardly, but in fact, he hides it the deepest."
"If I don't die, the boss and the third child won't dare to touch you. But the second child can't calm down and takes the initiative to recruit you."
"If the three of them have the same temperament and skills, they can become one emperor for eternity and continue to prosper for hundreds of years. But God is unfair and divides them into three people."
Old Wei's aura was weak, but his sharp eyes faintly revealed the unique majesty of a superior. He looked into Zheng Xiu's eyes.
Rather than saying it was a conversation, it was more about what Old Wei wanted to say to Zheng Xiu.
"Monk Nianhua Qingshisan, Thousand-Handed Poison Lady Ji Hongou, and Blood-Handed Scholar Pei Gaoya. I didn't expect that they finally got out of the world, and now they are involved in disputes."
"Marquis Zhonglie, you have a lot of face."
Zheng Xiu smiled, looking a little shy.
"In these years, with my secret protection, you have finally strengthened the Zheng family, but you actually joined the Shang Dynasty! You joined the Shang Dynasty! If General Zheng knew about it, he would be so angry that he would rise from his grave... Hahahaha - cough Cough cough cough!! Cough cough cough!”
When Old Wei thought of something funny, he laughed first, then took his breath away and coughed violently.
After coughing, Old Wei said again, continuing the above: "If I can get up and scold you, why don't you become an official in the court or ride on the battlefield!"
Zheng Xiu handed over his hand and said, "Your Majesty, Marquis Zhonglie has a laid-back temperament, but he is also arrogant and arrogant. He doesn't like to be restrained and cannot bear to be wronged. He is afraid of losing the face of his late father."
"Haha. But these years," Old Wei said: "Every time there is a drought or flood, it is you who provides relief to the people. It is you who takes the initiative to pay more taxes when the national treasury is empty. You raise up those knights and knights and let them live in peace. It's still you who won't cause trouble. In the past twenty years, the world has been peaceful, and you, the Zheng family, have contributed a lot to this! General Zheng, I have no regrets."
He coughed violently again and reached out to take the silk scarf on the table. However, he reached out several times with trembling hands and couldn't take it.
Zheng Xiu couldn't help it anymore, stepped forward to help him, and covered Old Wei's mouth with a silk scarf.
The scarf was stained with blood.
Zheng Xiu was a little worried.
Worried about Wei's sudden death here.
He is now alone with Old Wei. If Old Wei dies, he, Zheng Xiuzhen, will never be able to argue with him, and he will be useless.
"I can't die now." Old Wei waved his hands vigorously. He saw through Zheng Xiu's worry and forced out a smile: "Do you know how powerful it is to raise those strange people under your command? If I were allowed to Three useless children learned that they cannot tolerate you."
Zheng Xiu nodded.
"That's alright. Come on, I have three questions. Please answer them." Old Wei put his arm around Zheng Xiu's shoulders, with blood at the corners of his mouth, and a smile on his gloomy face: "I'll ask you first, the boss, the second, and the second. Among the three middle schools, who are you most optimistic about?"
First question.
Zheng Xiu felt that this might be a proposition.
As the saying goes, a tiger is with a king, and Zheng Xiu would not be arrogant enough to think that he and Lao Wei could become relatives just because of his father's relationship.
If you can’t answer this question well…
Zheng Xiu's eyes flashed, and then he said: "Although the three princes have their own strengths and weaknesses, they are all like dragons and phoenixes among men. They have inherited the emperor's demeanor from the past. According to me, ahem, you are all like a great emperor. "
When Old Wei heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed happily, coughing and laughing: "How can you learn all the slickness and cleverness of those profiteers in these years?"
A wealthy businessman with a conscience, a wealthy businessman with a conscience.
Master Zheng retorted in his heart.
Seeing that Zheng Xiu was stunned and refused to accept the proposition, Old Wei did not force him. After the topic was dropped, he asked again: "Let me ask again, do you still have any doubts about General Zheng's death?"
Second question.
Zheng Xiu was slightly startled. He had never dared to ask for so many years. He never expected that Old Wei would take the initiative to mention it before he died.
During the expedition to the Northern Barbarians, Lao Wei and Zheng's father rode together and personally went on the expedition.
In fact, even Jiang Gaoyi didn't dare to talk about that story.
In the end, it was not only the crazy military strategist who came back alive, but also Old Wei.
But everyone in the world kept silent about this matter, only mentioning the military advisor who came back alive and then quickly went crazy, ignoring Emperor Daqian.
Old Wei sighed: "Back then, it was me who became the escape commander. It was also General Zheng who punched me unconscious on the bank of the Fenjian River and sent me on my way back. This is what I have always hidden in my heart... …the truth."
Zheng Xiu opened his mouth.
"You can have hatred. It was me who failed General Zheng back then."
Zheng Xiu was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven. My father died on the battlefield and brought glory to our ancestors. This is my destiny. I, Zheng Xiu, started from scratch and enjoyed glory and wealth. This is also my destiny. If this is his last wish, No one to blame.”
"Okay." Old Wei nodded, settled the matter, and said, "Then I will ask you one last question."
Old Wei's skinny arm holding Zheng Xiu's shoulders suddenly tightened hard.
His bright eyes suddenly approached Zheng Xiu's face, his facial features became a little more ferocious, and he asked the third question from the emperor:
"I don't have much time left. I ask myself how I have treated you and the Zheng family very well these past few years."
"Today, I just want to hear a mantra from the bottom of my heart!"
Zheng Xiu patted his chest: "That's easy to say! Little Zheng speaks from the bottom of his heart!"
Old Wei laughed: "What a remark that comes from the bottom of my heart!"
As he said that, Old Wei's expression changed and his voice became low: "But your Zheng family..."
The dying emperor stared into Zheng Xiu's eyes, with uncontrollable hunger hidden in his eyes.
"Have you really never hidden the secret of immortality?"
