Chapter 440: The End
Chapter 440 The End
It's not that the emotional relationship between the two of you is getting worse, but that the cooperative relationship between the two of you is getting worse.
You know very well that unless you rebel, you will always have this problem.
but……
"When I return, my memory as an emperor will have no effect, right?"
You looked at the stars in the sky and asked yourself in your heart.
But looking at the swaying flowers and plants, as well as the countless bustling people, you thought about it for a while, then left with a puff of your sleeves.
"Boring thoughts,"
But the emperor made some determination and wanted to prevent further expansion.
You know he also read your dad's book.
In the forty-third year, the emperor died suddenly and a new emperor ascended the throne.
In the forty-fourth year, the new emperor died suddenly and a new emperor ascended the throne.
In the forty-fifth year, the new emperor died suddenly, and the new emperor ascended the throne.
But at this time, the imperial power has become precarious, and the first thing this emperor will do when he comes to power is to attack your Ministry of Works and throw you into a prison.
You couldn't help but shake your head in the prison. This was not what you wanted, because you knew who did it.
Your disciples.
Sure enough, when you entered the prison with your front foot, someone 'invited' you to come out with your back foot.
Looking at the court officials kneeling at your feet, you couldn't help but sigh.
You really have no intention of competing.
But unfortunately, these "common people" want you to know their suffering.
You closed your eyes, looked at your brother standing opposite you, and spoke.
"kill."
The new emperor is dead, the old court has been destroyed, and you have done something that everyone is satisfied with.
parliament.
The officials of the imperial court began to divide the rights in this world and spread them as far as possible. Your brother will accompany you, do scientific research with you, and help you solve problems.
You are relieved because although this mechanism is cruel, it allows you to better advance technology.
At the end of the year, you finally came up with generators and electric motors that were stable and capable of mass production. Although the quality was very poor, it was enough for this era.
You finally smiled, because with electricity, light bulbs and other things are no longer a problem.
Human civilization has taken another step forward.
But your brother left after seeing your smile.
One night.
He took the wine and found you who was optimizing the design, and shook the wine bottle in his hand at you.
"I've always been jealous of you, brother."
Your brother said this, looking at the moon in the sky.
"Father loves you, mother loves you. You are born with erudition and talents, just like a god. As for me, apart from a little cleverness, I can only be praised by my parents for being obedient. I have thought countless times, without you, what would I be?
What kind of thing."
You remained silent. When your brother was born, you had already started to be busy, so you were not able to spend time with your brother.
"At first I tried to catch up, but unfortunately, compared to you, I couldn't do anything. You are perfect, which I envied and envied, but could never reach. So, I
I agreed to your proposal and went to Australia with my father. But there, I finally discovered your shortcomings."
Your brother burst out laughing.
"Brother, you are not a human being at all."
You remain silent.
"You have never regarded yourself as an ordinary person. From the time I can remember, you have been thinking about how to make other people live a better life and make the world less cruel. So when I know that you are a slave
After showing up in a big way and rarely smiling, I know where I have beaten you."
Your brother pointed to his heart.
"I am still a human being, but you have already regarded yourself as a god! You always think about the people of the world! You can even be crazy enough to use yourself as a sacrifice, protect us family members well, and then make the sacrifice yourself!
It seems like something is chasing you, like something is forcing you."
"So I finally defeated you, brother."
"Because my whole life, I have lived to protect our family."
Your brother stood up and put down his glass.
"My father has always said that both of us are sons that make him proud. I always thought it was my father who was comforting me, but I didn't understand until I saw you in the prison."
"Father is always right."
Your brother laughed and left.
"I will never feel inferior in front of you again! Brother!"
In the forty-sixth year, you start to make more things, but unfortunately, the development of society can no longer keep up with the speed of your inventions.
In the forty-seventh year, you handed over the development of hybrid grains and chemical fertilizers to your students and started to create other things, because you found that as you grow older, you often can no longer keep up with the thinking of young people.
But their questions can all be answered from the books you wrote, because you have never kept anything secret.
Just like mathematics, there have been countless people in this empire who have surpassed you.
In the forty-eighth year, you start to optimize some small things.
In the forty-ninth year, young talents will surpass you in many things.
In the fiftieth year, your two daughters became the president of the Academy of Sciences and the director of the Social and Labor Administration respectively. As a result, the female labor force was finally liberated.
In the sixtieth year, you successfully produced the telegraph machine.
In the sixty-fifth year, you felt more and more the lack of thinking and the lack of action ability. After thinking over and over again, you gave up many of your positions and found suitable successors for them.
In the seventieth year, two of your wives passed away in their sleep. You didn't cry, you just accepted the fact calmly.
In the seventy-fifth year, you woke up from your dream and subconsciously called your parents. When they didn't come, you called your two wives.
The cold rain falls on the lonely window, and the wax drips and candlelight shines.
Your brother came over and handed you a glass of wine.
You looked at his equally old face, the two of them smiled at each other, then hugged each other and cried.
In the 80th year, your brother passed away before you. You looked at his coffin and left with a sigh. In the same year, because you agreed with your idea of equality between men and women, your daughter, who never married and worked hard for this idea all her life, was also overworked.
Passed away in sleep.
In the eighty-first year, you are walking in the countryside.
Looking at the golden waves of wheat all over the sky, looking at the rice in the paddy fields that are almost hanging down to the water, looking at the planes whizzing by in the sky, looking at the steamers sailing in the rivers, looking at
Looking at the school with bright and clean windows, looking at the young man with a confident and sunny smile on his face.
You walk very slowly, because this is everything you have created, or in other words, it is the precursor to the world you want to see, a picture that never existed but was forcefully pulled into this country by you.
Chapter completed!