Chapter 113 The Room

In the room,
the air suddenly solidified.

After the Yan Emperor finished speaking, he kept looking at Ji Chengjue. Many times, the emperor's anger was to let those below know his rage, so as to better fit his will;

But at this time,

the Yan Emperor's tone and expression were all calm. But it was this calmness that brought extremely terrifying repression to the two people, one kneeling and one standing, in this room.

The Crown Prince was now grateful that he had knelt down early.

Even,

he regretted it a little, not regretting coming to the Lu residence, but regretting why he had entered this room.

He was not considering his subsequent involvement and stability. In fact, at this moment, the Crown Prince had long put his future aside;

Because,

compared to what his father said, to give his sixth brother a nightmare;

In fact,

just the scene before him was enough to become a nightmare for him, Crown Prince Ji Chenglang.

In the past,

he always had a feeling that he seemed to be always detached from his father and his sixth brother, as if he were an outsider;

Now, he understood that this was not an illusion;

They both had the surname Ji, father and son, brothers, that was true, but he, Ji Chenglang, was indeed an outsider.

He dared not face his father at this time,

and even dared not imagine what a terrible situation it would be if the sixth brother was kneeling here and he was standing there!

Really, he dared not even think about it.

His father, who was already extremely terrifying in his heart, was now more like a dark vortex that could devour everything, able to twist, crush, and grind everything into dust.

As for the sixth brother,

who had previously shouted "seeing him off" in front of his father, directly calling him "Ji Runhao," which in his eyes, was already extremely brave, a bravery that he could not achieve, but the fact that he could still stand there at this time was what truly made the Crown Prince feel beyond his reach.

They,

were father and son;

They,

were a family;

He himself,

seemed to be just a target, just an… extra.

There was no depression, no resentment, and no jealousy. The Crown Prince felt that his current position was quite good.

This Great Yan's dragon throne, this Ji family's imperial seat,

he,

could not afford to sit on it.

Ji Chengjue blinked hard, reached out, and grabbed the back of the chair, as if only in this way could he support his body at this time.

He had imagined countless times the scene of today,

even,

the night before yesterday, and last night, he had thought a lot about the scenes that would appear at this time.

But he really didn't expect,

that his father would make such a request, no, an imperial decree!

His father said,

that he had only this one condition;

And he, was still the Son of Heaven.

There were no threatening words, because father and son were too familiar with and understood each other.

If he didn't do as he said,

then this so-called "palace coup," this so-called "military revolt," would quickly become a joke.

Although outside the Lu residence, there were Eastern Palace guards under his command, led by Wu Liang, who could completely kill their way in.

Those under Lu Bing would also stand on his side.

But how to deal with the troops in the capital?

How to deal with the officials in the court?

Since his father had entered the Lu residence himself, then everything outside must have been arranged extremely properly, and it was impossible for anything to go wrong.

Was it he who ambushed him,

or was it he,

who ambushed himself?

Want to be the emperor?

Fine,

let朕 (zhèn, I, the emperor) acknowledge you, and the only way to acknowledge you is to, in front of朕 (zhèn), personally kill朕 (zhèn)!

Ji Chengjue had already bitten his lip, and his tongue had already tasted the blood.

"Heh… heh heh… hahahaha…"

Ji Chengjue bent down, supporting his knees with his hands, and laughed.

When others recall their parents, it must be warm.

But what about him?

Whenever he recalled his mother, the image of her hanging herself lingered in his mind;

And after that, when he recalled his father, it would be the image of him personally killing his father.

Humans are not animals, because they have filial piety;

Why did it have to be this way, why must it be this way, why force me to do this?

Ji Chengjue raised his head,

and looked at his father again,

but his father's expression was as calm as ever.

He was waiting, waiting for his son to make a move.

He could not let others do it, he could not use other things, and even imprisoning him and waiting for him to die of illness was not allowed.

Ji Lao Liu didn't shout and curse, constantly rambling: Why? Why?

Meaningless emotional venting, useless nonsense,

shouting it out really didn't mean anything.

Ji Lao Liu reached out, groping on the ground, picked up the snuff bottle that he had smashed on the ground earlier, but found that a large piece of the snuff bottle was broken.

After picking it up, he casually threw it on the ground again.

Then,

he straightened his back.

"Dad, you've been stubborn your whole life, can't you be a little more like a dad before you go?"

This tone was obviously softer than before.

The Crown Prince on the side didn't think that this was his sixth brother showing weakness, nor would he laugh at him. At the moment, his sixth brother, facing his father directly, was not collapsing and could still be sober, which was already extremely remarkable.

The Yan Emperor said:

"朕 (zhèn) has placed a complete empire in front of you;

朕 (zhèn) has fought the foreign enemies for you;

朕 (zhèn) has tidied up the court for you;

朕 (zhèn) has borne all the sins in the self-condemnation edict for the sake of the people's hearts.

朕 (zhèn), as a father,

seek neither fame nor fortune,

and deliver all the efforts of朕 (zhèn)'s life to you in its original form.

朕 (zhèn) think,

朕 (zhèn)

am a… loving father."

"Hehehe… hehehe… hahahahaha…"

Ji Chengjue initially laughed silently, then laughed loudly, and then pointed at the Yan Emperor, laughing so hard that he leaned back and forth.

"Second brother, did you hear that? Did you hear what our dad just said? He said he was a loving father, a loving father, hahaha, that's really killing me, it's really going to kill me with laughter.

I've been your son for almost thirty years, and it's the first time I know that our dad can actually tell jokes to make people laugh, hahaha."

The Crown Prince kneeling on the side,

forced and extremely reluctantly emitted two syllables of agreement:

"Heh… heh…"

These two syllables had already exhausted most of the Crown Prince's strength and courage.

Ji Chengjue then pointed at his face,

and took several steps forward towards the Yan Emperor,

saying:

"Dad, since you're a loving father, then take a closer look, is this face of mine, your son's face, the face of a filial son?"

"Shouldering this country and being worthy of the ancestors is the greatest filial piety."

"Oh?"

Ji Chengjue spread out his hands,

saying:

"Second brother, did you hear that? I've lived for so long, and I've only now learned that our Ji family, our family, is actually a model for the world, loving fathers and filial sons!"

The Yan Emperor reminded:

"The sun is about to set, since you're here, don't hesitate any longer,朕 (zhèn) don't want to wait either."

"Dad."

Ji Chengjue gritted his teeth,

and continued:

"Seriously, as an emperor, I might not even find a few who did better than you if I flipped through the history books.

But,

I'm your son,

I'm not flipping through history books to look at your life, not looking at your reign, not looking at your great achievements, not sipping peach blossom wine and commenting on your merits and demerits!

I live in front of you,

I live before your eyes,

I look at you, and you can look at me,

have you ever thought,

I'm your son,

and they,

are your wives!

My mother, it was she who chose you, I know that, when I was little, my mother hugged me and told me that my grandfather asked her to choose the most outstanding prince, she went to see them, and chose the most handsome, the most dashing.

Chose you,

chose you, Ji Runhao, to be her man!

In my mother's life,

has she ever let you down in the slightest, has she!!!"

Ji Chengjue roared at the Yan Emperor,

"Ji Runhao, you tell me now, what did my mother do wrong!"

The Yan Emperor shook his head and said:

"Your mother, was good in every way."

"Then is it just that she deserved it, that she deserved it, that she was blind and chose you, this inhuman thing, this heartless bastard!

Now,

you even want to make your son, walk your path, right?

You are a good emperor,

but what kind of man are you?

You've let down the woman who loved you,

and made your sons suffer with you, living a precarious life, always in danger of being thrown out by you as an excuse to start a war!

My third brother,

you could have just killed him directly, and given him a cup of poisoned wine in the Lakeside Pavilion, to relieve him!

He was crippled,

he stayed in the Lakeside Pavilion for three years, a full three years!

He finally recovered, and finally wanted to live well again!

Do you know what my brothers and I said when we were drinking that night?

He said,

he wanted to ask you, to beg you to send him out, he wanted to travel all over Great Yan, all over Jin, to write poems and essays for the lands of Great Yan!

And then,

how did you treat him?

Tyrant,

tyrant,

you did it so well, didn't you? You must still think you're so great, noble, a peerless emperor!

But have you ever once opened your eyes to see,

us,

us,

us!!!

We are people with flesh and blood, people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The Yan Emperor's gaze was still calm, reminding:

"There is still the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, and this position will no longer be yours."

Ji Chengjue nodded,

"Okay, I'll fulfill you, I'll fulfill you so you can die with strength, die with meaning, hehe,

you,

go,

die,

now!"

Ji Chengjue stretched out his hands and suddenly grabbed the Yan Emperor's neck.

The Yan Emperor did not resist, although he was now completely unable to resist, but even when his neck was being strangled, he didn't even make a subconscious blocking movement.

He just continued to sit quietly in his chair,

allowing his neck to be strangled to death by his son.

He couldn't breathe,

but he didn't feel much pain,

he had long been accustomed to this feeling of not being able to breathe from time to time,

in the past, he had to force himself to endure it, but this time, he didn't have to endure it, and therefore, he felt a sense of being liberated.

In the corner,

the Crown Prince raised his head, looking at the scene unfolding before him, his brother was strangling their father's neck.

Ji Chengjue strangled hard,

but unfortunately,

he was not a martial artist, and couldn't directly break a person's neck, but even if his body was weak, he was still an adult man, and he had the ability to strangle someone to death.

Then,

under his hands,

the Yan Emperor,

was actually smiling,

he,

was still smiling!

"Hahaha… hehehe…"

Ji Chengjue also laughed,

tears began to fall non-stop, and snot was also dripping.

Father and son,

in this way, at such a close distance, looked at each other and smiled.

The Yan Emperor's vision began to gradually blur;

he could no longer see his son in front of him.

"Husband."

"My Lord."

In his ears,

two crisp voices came.

He saw Empress Tian standing in the window, holding embroidery in her hand, covering her mouth and smiling shyly;

He saw Consort Min under the ginkgo tree, throwing a jade pendant directly at him:

"I've chosen you, you're not allowed to run, my family has plenty of silver to buy chicken legs, you don't have to fight with that guy."

朕 (zhèn),

is coming,

朕 (zhèn),

is back.

At this moment, the Yan Emperor felt a sense of complete relief in both body and mind.

It was as if the burden on his shoulders could finally be lifted.

He was still the same person he used to be,

wearing a white robe like today, holding a paper fan, even in the cold winter of Yan, he would secretly open the fan and fan the wind;

He would go to see his fiancée,

he would scratch Consort Min's nose, laughing at her for being better at calculating than sewing,

he would lie under a big tree,

while basking in the sun, watching a group of children playing around him,

when he was sick in bed,

his side would be full of family members who truly cared about him;

Images flashed in the Yan Emperor's vision;

He was the emperor, but the emperor was also a person;

He was not born unfeeling, nor was he born cold, he could tell the difference between heat and warmth, and he could also experience the beauty of the world.

In this life,

he had done too many things,

but at the same time, there were even more things that he didn't have time to do.

Wu Jing,

Liang Ting,

this,

is 朕 (zhèn)'s explanation to you.

朕 (zhèn) let my son stain his hands with 朕 (zhèn)'s blood, 朕 (zhèn) chose a new emperor for Great Yan to rely on!

This is Great Yan that the three of us fought for together,

it,

will continue to be guarded.

The new emperor of Great Yan,

will inherit our determination and will, and let the black dragon flag be planted in every corner of Zhuxia!

Now,

朕 (zhèn) can finally die, can finally be free;

Living,

is really tiring, so tiring.

…………

"Ah!!!!!"

Ji Chengjue let go of the Yan Emperor's neck under the smile on his lips, and retreated non-stop, stumbling twice in a row before falling to the ground.

He felt that his father was crazy,

he felt that he was also crazy,

he turned his head to look at the Crown Prince kneeling in the corner, and the Crown Prince was also in tears, out of his mind.

Crazy,

crazy,

they were all crazy,

all fucking crazy!

Ji Chengjue wanted to escape, he wanted to escape from here, his mind was full of the smile on his father's lips when he was desperately strangling his father's neck.

I'm killing you,

I'm killing the emperor,

I'm killing my father,

what are you smiling at,

are you smiling because you're finally free!

Why, why can you just dust yourself off and be free, why!

Ji Chengjue crawled outwards, he desperately wanted to escape this extremely oppressive prison, he wanted to go outside, even if it was just to breathe a breath of fresh air.

However,

at this moment,

the Yan Emperor, on the verge of death, slowly opened his eyes,

"Chengjue…"

Damn it,

damn it,

he's urging me again,

he's going to tell me again that there's not much time left.

He's forcing me,

from childhood to adulthood,

from Nanan County to the palace,

from the past to the present,

he's been forcing me, forcing me to run, forcing me not to laugh, forcing me not to cry!

Now,

he's still forcing me to kill him!

You're forcing me,

why, why, why,

do you have to keep forcing me!

"Ahhhhh!!!!!"

Ji Chengjue, lying on the ground, his eyes red, reached out and pulled a dagger from his boot.

This was what he learned from the Zheng family, even with a Sword Saint protecting him, the Zheng family would still hide a poisoned dagger in his boot.

"Buzz!"

The dagger was pulled out,

Ji Chengjue got up,

shouting as he rushed in front of his father,

"Pfft!"

The dagger,

was fiercely thrust into his father's chest.

"Clatter!"

Red and black, viscous, warm, splattered on his face.

He was stunned,

he looked at his hand, at the dagger in his hand, at his father's chest that had been stabbed.

His hand was shaking, his body was also shaking, and his heart was shaking even more.

He raised his head somewhat blankly,

and looked at his father's face again.

Father,

was staring at him,

Father's lips still had a smile:

"Chengjue… don't be… too tired…"

…

"Roar!"

Inside the palace, the alchemy furnace let out a violent roar, followed by a wail from the Pixiu deep underground.

Then,

it dissipated into nothingness;

The red-robed eunuch stood up,

he walked out of the palace,

and went to a high platform outside the palace,

where there was a large bell.

The red-robed eunuch grabbed the bell hammer;

Suddenly,

he looked around somewhat blankly,

and then looked at the sky, the last ray of sunset gradually disappearing.

The sky was dark.

"The sky is dark."

The red-robed eunuch pulled back the bell hammer, and then, heavily struck the bell!

……

"Dong!" "Dong!" "Dong!"

The sound of the death knell rang in the palace, spreading throughout Yanjing;

This meant that someone of extremely noble status in Great Yan had passed away.

The last time the death knell rang was when the Empress passed away.

"Dong!" "Dong!" "Dong!"

Under the sound of the bell,

all the eunuchs and palace maids in the entire palace stopped in their tracks, stopping the work in their hands;

The officials also stopped their work on their desks;

The entire city of Yanjing,

peddlers, runners, teahouses, taverns,

from the nobles to the common people,

at this moment,

almost all stopped.

They were praying, they were panicking, they were in awe, they were muttering to themselves, repeating over and over: It can't be, it's impossible, it can't be, it's impossible…

The noisy capital of Great Yan became quiet at this moment, as if the autumn wind above had also come to a standstill.

"Dong!" "Dong!"

The seventh sound,

the eighth sound,

and then,

the death knell,

the ninth sound rang.

"Dong!"

Nine rings of the death knell, the Emperor has passed away, the dragon chariot has returned to heaven.

In an instant,

cries of sorrow shook the sky in the city of Yanjing!

…

In the autumn of the fourth year of Yongping in Great Yan,

the Emperor passed away.