The word "choice" cannot be said unless there are at least two options.
But now there was only one way before Yang Shu, and he had no choice at all.
The emperor now only has his son. If he says "no", can the emperor agree? The world of the Jingjiu Dynasty is no longer needed? This is not nonsense.
Before, Yang Shu didn't quite understand why Yang Xiu Sheng was present in the royal family's biggest secret, but now he understood. The purpose of Yang Xiusheng's presence is to ensure that there will be no surprises in this "last hurdle to take over the throne".
"Father, I understand. This will also be the price I have to pay. I have no choice, right?" Yang Shu's voice was low, but his anger was clearly revealed. He knew that including him, all the princes who had been beaten to death in the "big exam" had been deceived. The throne is not a good job.
"Hahaha, you are angry. I understand that I felt exactly the same as you do now. It's just that the Yang family's world will continue. If you win your brother, you need to take over the throne. The good thing is that I don't want to be with you. Say more, and you will understand later. The price is what I just showed you, and you will gradually understand the pain in it.
Now you sit on this chair and let "Chi" begin to complete the initial integration with you. "
Yang Jian was very vague, but he directly admitted Yang Shu's guess. At the same time, he didn't want to delay any more time. Because the beginning of Yang Shu is the end of Yang Jian, and the generous gift before his death is also the day that every emperor looks forward to in his dream.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Shu stared at his father for a long time, and finally sighed: "Father, have you ever regretted it over the years?"
"Regret? Then do you regret killing your three brothers with your own hands?"
Yang Shu's expression changed, but he shook his head firmly and said, "I don't regret it. Because if I don't kill them, they will kill me."
"That's your own choice. How can you regret the path you chose? And regret is of no use, so I don't regret it, but I always feel that I took it for granted."
Yang Shu also felt that his previous thoughts were too taken for granted. Hearing that his father was like him back then, he suddenly felt more balanced.
"Then...is there no way to change it?" He had no choice but could not give up hope. At least Yang Shu really didn't want to bear the so-called "price" for the rest of his life.
"Change? You are not the first person to have such an idea in thousands of years, and there are many people who have even taken action. Unfortunately, they have not succeeded. "Chi"'s transaction is fair, and you must have something to replace it. If the power that can stabilize the world's sects cannot be found, change can only be a fantasy.
Okay, sit on it. After you take over from me, I will also be able to enjoy a few days of relaxation before I die. "
In the end, Yang Shu did not resist in vain.
Is there any crown prince who resisted at this time in the history of the Yang family? Of course there is. But after being forced into the chair, "Chi" naturally found ways to turn an unruly crown prince into a "diligent and excellent" good emperor in order to ensure a smooth transaction. This has been proven more than once in the history of the Yang family.
Yang Shu slowly walked towards "Chi", drops of cold sweat began to flow down his forehead unconsciously, and his heartbeat was also very fast. He understood that this decision would be the most important decision in his life. From now on, he would enjoy the greatest power in the world, and at the same time, he would endure pain like his father until the end of his life.
Also, is this deal with "Chi" really fair? Compared with the power in the world, what exactly is that indescribable "luck"? What kind of existence is "red"? Why does it absorb luck?
There were many questions, but there was no time for Yang Shu to think. He stood in front of "Chi" and looked at the eyes on the back of the chair. He could feel the burning in the eyes, which seemed to be constantly urging him.
"I'm going to try no matter what! If you don't believe in fate, you can't change it!" An extremely firm thought came to Yang Shu's mind the moment before he sat on the chair. He never believed in fate. He was able to defeat his six brothers and win the "big test" in a counter-attack, so he believed that he was a person who changed his fate against the will of nature. How could he willingly accept the so-called fate?
Yang Jian beside him saw all this, and he knew what his son was thinking without having to guess. But there was no need for him to intervene. Reality will teach Yang Shu what cruelty and weakness mean.
Of course, if Yang Shu really has the ability to change the fate that has entangled the Yang family for thousands of years, it will definitely be a great thing. Yang Shu's name will also be placed in the same position in the Yang family's genealogy as Huiling real person Yang Zheng s position.
These are what they think in their hearts, but neither Yang Shu nor Yang Jian, father and son, can speak out.
"I hope I don't need to regret like you in the future." Yang Shu looked at his father and said this before sitting down, and then sat down with a determined expression.
In an instant, the huge chair began to squirm violently, and the whole thing came to life. In an instant, a large number of tentacles spread out, each one as thin as a hair, and then swarmed up and plunged into Yang Shu's chest!
"ah!"
The screams stopped as soon as they started. Because of the severe pain, Yang Shu's face turned ferocious, and he opened his mouth wide but couldn't make a sound. It was just that he could see in his eyes that he felt like he wanted to die.
Almost at the same time, Yang Jian beside him also groaned, and then fell to the ground softly, with dark red "hair" sprouting from his body and sinking into the chair.
One is entering, the other is withdrawing. At this moment, the father and son completed the most critical and secretive handover of the Yang family dynasty.
The choice between the power to control the world and the pain of maggots on the tarsus is really not something that others can explain clearly.
Even Yang Xiu Sheng couldn't tell whether the price paid by the Yang family was a good deal or not. He even blamed himself sometimes. If a strong man like the ancestor Huiling Master Yang Zheng emerges from the Golden Sword Guard, perhaps the situation may change. But these are just thoughts.
Yang Zheng, the real person of Huiling, is a great monk who has perfected the Xuanhai Realm. Such a person only appears once in thousands of years. If the Yang family wants to have such a descendant, it really depends on luck. It is too difficult.
So Yang Xiu Sheng just watched, and he was also observing carefully. He also hoped to find some information about "red" from this alternation.
The fusion speed was very fast. In just half a stick of incense, the dark red "threads" stopped appearing on Yang Jian's body. And Yang Shu, who was sitting on the chair, no longer had any "hair" stuck in his body.
They both shouted in unison. It's just that one is comfortable, like drinking ice in the hot summer, while the other is wailing in pain. They both collapsed at the same time.
Yang Xiu Sheng on the side understood that the matter was done.
