When Emperor Renxuan heard this, he stood there and was speechless for a long time.
Looking at Huo Qiji's kneeling figure, his eyes flashed with a little shock, but more of regret.
A great man should not die cowardly on his bed. Even if he died, he should die on horseback, and he should tear off a piece of flesh from Bei Yan's body.
Listen, what a realization and ambition this is.
Unfortunately…
Emperor Renxuan sighed, his tone full of loneliness: "No."
When Huo Qiji heard this, Huo Di raised his head. Because the movement was too large, it affected his lungs and he couldn't help but cough again.
But he didn't care, he just looked at Emperor Renxuan with a pair of shocked eyes.
"Your Majesty, don't you even want to fulfill my long-cherished wish before your death?"
Immediately, his eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something, and he added: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will never bury the 10,000 soldiers of the Huozi Camp in vain."
"I can't guarantee that they will return safely, but I can guarantee that whenever one of my Daqian soldiers dies, at least two of Beiyan's soldiers will die!"
"Your Majesty, I have decided to leave. I am willing to use my remaining body to achieve enough results for my great efforts!"
"I hope your majesty will grant it!"
After saying that, amidst violent coughing, he grabbed the ground with his head again.
Hearing this, even Emperor Renxuan had a heart of stone, and at this moment, his eyes couldn't help but moisten.
If you are a great general, and everyone is like this, why worry about not being able to regain your ancestral territory?
He looked at Huo Qiji's trembling body due to coughing, and his heart was full of sorrow. He sighed helplessly: "It's not that I won't let you go. Just look at your own body. You can't stop coughing even when walking. How can you talk about leading an army?" fight?"
"Not to mention a surprise attack on the capital city of Beiyan. I'm afraid I won't even be able to reach the border of Beiyan, so..."
"Hey, don't mention this matter again. Just go back home and have a good rest. I will send an imperial doctor to treat you."
"Don't worry too much, it will be cured."
When Huo Qiji, who was kneeling on the ground, heard this, his body suddenly stiffened, and then he thanked him and said, "I... I will obey the holy will."
Bang bang bang!
After three more ringings, Huo Qiji turned and left.
Emperor Renxuan was once again the only one left in the entire Manlu Hall.
He slumped feebly on the dragon chair, closed his eyes, and remained silent.
For a moment, I felt so exhausted that I didn't even have the strength to open my eyes.
…
After coming out of the palace, Huo Qiji fainted on the spot because of his excitement and ups and downs of mind, which triggered the disease.
Fortunately, the accompanying servants had quick eyesight and quick hands, and sent him back to Huo Mansion.
In his hazy sleep, Huo Qiji seemed to have a dream.
A very real, very real dream.
That was more than ten years ago, when Huo Kuanglan was still alive.
Although he is young, he is inexperienced in world affairs.
But he also knew that his father was a very important person.
The most amazing god of war in the entire Daqian army, he is a legend that is admired by everyone.
At that time, people came to visit Huo Mansion from time to time.
All of those people were ministers of the DPRK or top dignitaries.
But facing the Huo family, everyone seemed so kind and amiable.
Even the current Holy Emperor favors him.
He still remembered one time when he had a conflict with the second prince.
Logically speaking, no matter how noble a noble son is, can he be more valuable than a prince?
But that night, Emperor Renxuan came to the house with his second prince to apologize.
And he became the first nobleman in Qiandu City who could make the prince apologize!
From then on, the feeling of arrogance in his heart was out of control.
A sentence came up subconsciously: In the entire Qiandu City, except for the emperor, I am the biggest!
Who can mess with me? Who dares to mess with me?
From then on, the most handsome man in Qiandu, the Demon King was born!
For this reason, his mother also reprimanded and even punished him.
But so what?
In this world, except for the mother and the emperor, who else dares to teach the son of the champion?
As he got older, his arrogance not only failed to curb, but became more and more arrogant.
Those sons of noble nobles in Gandu had to go around when they saw him.
Then, my father returned to the capital in triumph!
That day, he watched from a distance.
That young general wearing brilliant silver armor and a scarlet cloak, attracting the attention of the crowd!
It's his father!
The legend of Daqian that can make the dignified Emperor Renxuan greet him miles away from Qianqian!
After that, the Demon King Hunshi had another thought in his mind: It's so majestic. It would be great if one day I could become a general.
But being a general is so tiring.
With his weak and sickly constitution since he was a child, he had not practiced for an hour before he was already sneaking around and having fun.
Just three days of fishing and two days of drying nets.
Over time, the idea of becoming a general was shelved.
The number one dude in Qiandu is back!
However, the young man still had an idea in his mind.
Just when can I see my father again.
As everyone knows, that time, the distant gaze in front of the Xuanwu Gate was both the first and the last time father and son met.
It would be a year later when I heard news from my father again.
However, what came from the distance was no longer the good news that his father, who was like a god of war, was once again attacking the city.
But..., the eternal sad news of the eternal death of a man who was jealous of his talent!
The first general in the three hundred years since the founding of Daqian died.
On the day when the news reached Qiandu City, all the people in the city wore sackcloth and mourned for their father.
In the mourning hall at home, elders often come to express their condolences.
Everyone has an expression on their face that is completely opposite to their usual kind-hearted look.
When he grew up, he realized that that emotion was called sadness.
Sadness that goes deep into the bones!
He was still young at the time and didn't know exactly what happened.
All I know is that my mother often wakes up in the middle of the night, muttering that he has no father, and that the sky in the Huo family...has collapsed!
From that day on, no kind-hearted elders often came to the house.
Those noble sons no longer avoided him, but regarded him as an ordinary person.
What's more, they would say words such as "sick young man", "short-lived ghost", "deserved to die young" and "like father, like son" in front of him.
Even Emperor Renxuan, who had always loved him and cared more about him than the second prince.
From that day on, he no longer favored the Huo family.
The smiling faces are gone, the power is gone, and the glory is gone.
He seemed...to be abandoned by the whole world overnight.
From that moment on, he understood what his mother meant by "the sky is falling".
It was also from that moment on that the idea deep in my heart that had been dormant for many years revived again!
He wants to be a general!
Just like his father, a general who can support the Huo family and even Daqian!
The number one dandy and demon king in Qiandu has disappeared, and in the Huo Mansion, there is a young man who is weak but holds military books and studies hard every day.
Facts have proven that when you want to do something, as long as your motivation is strong enough, you can ignore all difficulties.
Playfulness, laziness, and stupidity are no excuses!
Just like that, spring passed and autumn came, and more than ten years passed by in the blink of an eye.
He rose to prominence again, gained the trust of the Holy Emperor, and added another favor to the Huo family.
After turning eighteen, he was granted the title: Marquis of Fengche!
