0p0 Chapter 187
Chapter 187
"I didn't expect that after all these twists and turns, you'd actually come back again, cough cough cough cough..."
Ji Mingze struggled to sit up straight in his seat, trying to maintain the posture of an emperor.
"You are so young! When I was as young as you, I had not yet sat in this position."
Ji Mingze suppressed the dryness in his throat and took two deep breaths.
He hated himself for always keeping the past locked up in his heart, and he couldn't digest the bitterness and depression that arose in his heart. He wanted to fall to the ground and cry immediately!
However, he can't.
He was the emperor, he couldn't. But he could be angry.
"Father, I have been away from home for many years. I miss you very much."
"I am so lucky to see you today, father. I didn't expect that you would fall seriously ill and faint before you could see me. For your health, I must show my filial piety..."
Filial piety?
Ji Mingze repeated these two words between his lips and teeth, and couldn't help but let out a mocking smile.
If he wants to show his filial piety, he should die outside and never show up again!
If he hadn't heard the news about this guy in the Queen's Palace, how could he have been so angry that he vomited blood and fainted on the spot?
"Father, you are seriously ill. Some things have to be handed over to the young people. You have taken care of the country for many years for me, and I am grateful to you."
I don’t know what words angered the other party, but Ji Mingze suddenly became furious and grabbed everything he could throw and threw it at Zhenya.
"You are talking nonsense!"
"I am the emperor, that is my kingdom!"
He roared angrily, veins popping out on his neck, and pointed at Zunya and cursed with gritted teeth: "I miscalculated, so many children are fine, I let my guard down for a moment."
But he didn't expect that Ji Mingze's favorite concubine gave birth to a son who wanted to seize his throne!
"I have chosen the Sixth Prince. He is proficient in both civil and military tactics. You have been wandering among the people for many years. You must be ignorant of everything and unworthy of the responsibility of governing the country!"
"Father, I have been working in Tianshui Tower for these years, so I am not considered a wanderer. I have learned a thing or two about rituals, music, poetry and literature. I have the Imperial Master to teach me, so you don't have to worry."
Facing Ji Mingze's constant derogation and cold and contemptuous attitude, Zhenya did not feel the slightest bit sad or lost, he just felt it was a pity.
It's a pity that such an honorable position has a person sitting on it who is so narrow-minded that even his own children are jealous of him.
He looked at the man with bloodshot eyes without saying a word. In his heart, he was silently thinking whether he should dispose of all the things used by Ji Mingze one by one after he gained power, so as to avoid being an eyesore.
In Ji Mingze's eyes at this moment, Zhenya's silence was undoubtedly a contempt for him.
"I have worked diligently and devoted most of my life to Qi Feng. I have never slacked off in my mission as king! Why should I give up the throne just because of a hexagram?"
"Since ancient times, which emperor could achieve what I have done?"
"I am the son of destiny! I am the one that everyone hopes for! I am the true dragon that has been born..."
Just after he finished speaking, Ji Mingze suddenly coughed violently, and a large amount of thick blood spurted out of his mouth.
Time seemed to slow down particularly at this moment. He stared blankly at the blood in his mouth splashing out, falling, and then gradually soaking through the gorgeous carpet.
It is so bleak and sad.
Ji Mingze suddenly remembered that day.
After fainting from fatigue again, when he opened his eyes, he saw the national guardian mage and several imperial doctors surrounding his bed with concerns.
Everyone told him tactfully that he was terminally ill and would not live long, and that nothing could be done to save him.
I can only rely on elixirs to prolong my life.
If he had been more careful at that time, perhaps he would have come to his senses from his grief and noticed the joy and anticipation in the eyes of Sikong Lie and others.
There are no loyal ministers, no swearing allegiance, it's just that he has a little dragon energy in him, which can nourish them and help them practice.
Although he knew that he was on his deathbed, he did not slack off in his administration because of his serious illness and still maintained the dignity of an emperor.
He supported his weak body and walked step by step into the Qinzheng Hall, enduring the pain as he handled every memorial from the ministers.
"Father, anger is harmful to your health. Didn't Lord Sikong remind you? Perhaps this is God's arrangement. When you are hopeless and need a prince to inherit the throne, I came back."
"My son, I have escaped death and returned..."
Ji Mingze clenched his back teeth tightly, and he grinned twice, just about to sneer at the other party's arrogance, but the next second he saw Sikong Lie pushing the door open with the jade seal and the imperial edict in his hands.
Sikong Lie handed the jade seal to Zhenya, then he unfolded the imperial edict, knelt in front of Ji Mingze and spoke aloud.
"Your Majesty, please pass the throne to His Royal Highness the Third Prince!"
At that moment, Ji Mingze was struck by lightning and could no longer laugh.
"My dear...you...what?!"
"Your Majesty, the Third Prince is a true dragon who has come to the world. He will protect the world and bless the people. Your Majesty and I have been deceived by the fake prince for many years. Now the real Third Prince has returned. He will inherit the Mandate of Heaven and ascend the throne as the Emperor!"
Ji Mingze staggered to his feet, threw himself on the table, leaned forward and asked Sikong Lie back, each word coming out in tears.
"I have it, isn't that enough?
"Isn't it enough to have my brave and intelligent princes?"
"Your Majesty!" Sikong Lie's eyes were like poisoned blades, piercing into Ji Mingze's heart. His eyes mercilessly pointed out Ji Mingze's greed and his attempts to occupy the throne.
"Don't forget that there are so many powerful people in the world. The reason why no one rebels is that they are willing to submit to the imperial power!"
"First, everything a practitioner has is given by God."
"Secondly, the emperor of the human world is the reincarnation of the real dragon from heaven. Mortals must obey him. If they disobey him, they are rebelling against the will of heaven!"
God is angry and the world cannot bear it!
Now, after many twists and turns, the real dragon still stands before them according to the guidance of fate. Everything is destiny.
Ji Mingze held on to the armrests of the chair tightly with his skinny hands, refusing to move at all, tears of unwillingness filling his scarlet eyes.
Once upon a quiet afternoon like this, in my father’s study, he held the imperial edict in front of me and told me that from now on, I would be the master of the world.
And now, he was still holding the imperial edict, but he was colluding with others to force me to abdicate.
"What did I do wrong?"
"What have I done wrong? What have I done wrong all these years!!!" Ji Mingze collapsed and yelled at Zhenya and Sikong Lie.
"I have worked hard day and night, and have devoted all my energy to doing everything an emperor should do. What have I done wrong? Why do you, Sikong Lie, treat me like this?"
He cried out heart-wrenchingly, but no one could answer him.
Perhaps he finally realized that it was futile to do so, he sat back in his chair, the beads on the crown on his head gradually calmed down, and he was now exhausted.
Powerless to resist.
He straightened his back slowly, even though he knew clearly that he could no longer control the slight tremor in his back.
But even until the last moment, he was still a solemn and majestic emperor above all others!
Sikong Lie just looked up and met Ji Mingze's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
More than 20 years ago, the heroic young man in the study room happily took the imperial edict handed to him.
As a prince who is outstandingly capable, sensible and obedient, he is undoubtedly the best choice to look after the throne for the Son of Destiny when the country is peaceful and the people are at peace.
He was young and energetic at that time, and the joy in his eyes could not be concealed. After leaving the study of the late emperor, the young prince, regardless of his status, smiled and welcomed him to the palace, and bowed respectfully.
He made a solemn vow that he would live up to everyone's trust and expectations, and would be a good emperor and benefit all people.
Many years have passed in a flash, and the past events are still vivid in Sikong Lie's mind, and he is filled with emotion.
Ji Mingze held the brush and wrote on the blank edict stroke by stroke, but his eyes were fixed on Sikong Lie without blinking.
Sikong Lie sighed in his heart, and then said slowly: "Your Majesty."
"Thank you for your hard work for the Third Prince over the years." He lowered his head and kowtowed to Ji Mingze with great piety.
When Ji Mingze thought about the past, he found it extremely ridiculous.
No one ever told him that all this was a gift to him.
No one ever said that his father only saw him as a 'barely usable' stepping stone.
The last word fell, and the edict was finished. Putting down the pen, he cursed lightly.
"Beasts, they are all beasts."
The storm in the emperor's eyes disappeared at some point, leaving only deathly silence. He couldn't even express his anger.
Ji Mingze watched as Yuya took the imperial edict that was over ten years late with an expressionless face, and then walked out with an expressionless face. He suddenly smiled and said, "When I was your age, I was very happy when I learned that I was chosen to be the emperor among many princes."
Without even turning back, Zhenya pushed the door open and left.
Ji Mingze was silent for a moment. Without getting a response from the other party, he raised his hand to touch the icy cold crown beads and spoke again.
laugh.
"Why are you pretending to be so noble, you little bastard..."