The prince bowed and knelt at the foot of the steps.

Chen Diaosi's voice was angry and filled with infinite sadness, because this was the imperial edict of passing the throne.

And just when Chen Zilian was detailing the merits and demerits of the changes in the past ten years from the imperial edict word for word.

"Where's the sun?"

Zhao Jian, who was sitting on the dragon chair, tightened the blanket, opened his eyes in a daze, and asked in a calm voice.

The sunset continues to set in the west.

The light can no longer shine on the steps here.

"Quick, move to higher ground..."

One of the eunuchs shouted quickly, sweating all over his body.

While Zhao Zheng was listening to the imperial edict, he stared blankly at the eight eunuchs in yellow, carrying the dragon chair and trotting up the 999 steps in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, carrying the emperor, and chasing the emperor.

The afterglow of the setting sun.

This edict of succession is more than 3,000 words long. It is not only a summary of the events of the Southern Sui Dynasty in the past sixteen years, but also some appointments of future officials...

While Chen Zilian was reading.

Zhao Zheng saw the eunuchs carrying his father's dragon carriage upwards three times until it was moved to the entrance of the Hall of Supreme Harmony at the highest point.

"Prince Zhao Zheng, a young hero who respects me deeply, will be able to conquer the country. If he ascends the throne after me, he will become the emperor..."

at this time.

The setting sun is about to set from the western mountains.

The last ray of afterglow will leave the emperor on the dragon throne.

"Where's the sun?"

Zhao Jianlong's eyes opened slightly and he subconsciously asked again.

In an instant, there seemed to be a dragon roaring in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Even Chen Zilian of Damiao Temple trembled at this moment.

The emperor who was responsible for the fate of the Sui Dynasty could make his great soul feel intimidated by his every word and deed, let alone make him angry.

Along with the warmth leaving the body.

The emperor's anger and sadness overflowed.

A large group of eunuchs looked at the entrance of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, which was already the highest point, and then looked at the unstoppable sun setting.

Wow~

The eunuchs were so frightened that they all knelt down, trembling, and reported back to the Holy Will: "Your Majesty, the sun... has gone down..."

"It's going down the mountain..." Zhao Jian suddenly lost consciousness, looking at the sun setting inch by inch from the Western Mountain, closing his eyes and muttering to himself:

"The sun is like me...it's going to set..."

at this time.

The young prince stood up from the steps of Taihe Palace, holding the imperial edict in his hand.

Then, the young man in black looked at the setting sun on the Western Mountain and said:

"Let the sun stand for my father!"

"What?"

Chen Zilian was shocked and turned pale.

Zhao Zheng did not turn around and shouted:

"Your Highness's decree is to let the sun stand still!"

In an instant.

Chen Zilian suddenly heard a dragon roar again.

It seemed that the fate of the country was beginning to coalesce on this young man.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then shouted loudly: "Minions, what are you still doing in a daze? Why haven't you conveyed His Highness's will to let the sun stand still!"

"yes!"

Huhuhu~~

Suddenly, the eunuchs were running like the wind in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a decree to let the sun stand still!"

They chased the sunset in the palace and shouted angrily:

"Your Highness has a decree, let the sun stand still!"

This decree goes from the Hall of Supreme Harmony to the Qixia Palace in the west.

There is a eunuch standing on a high palace, facing the red sun that is setting down the mountain:

"Your Highness has a decree, let the sun stand still!"

At that time, the sky was dyed red.

There is a will that spreads endlessly.

"Let the sun stand still!"

"Sun, stop!"

In front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Zhao Jian opened his eyes in a daze, and he felt warmth again.

It was a dozen eunuchs who raised the dragon chair high.

"Your Majesty, the sun has stood still. Your Highness the Crown Prince has decreed that the sun should stand still for you!"

One eunuch cried with joy.

Zhao Jian slowly turned his head and saw the little figure in black standing under the stone steps, facing the sun.

He smiled slightly, then looked at the motionless sun on the Western Mountain, bathed in the light, and gradually closed his eyes...

On the seventh day of March in the thirty-ninth year of the founding of the Emperor, Zhao Jian, the seventy-second emperor of the Sui Dynasty, passed away. His temple name was Chengzong, and his posthumous title was Emperor Wen. He reigned for sixteen years and lived forty-two years...
Chapter completed!