This was the last day before the city was destroyed, and all the food in Qicheng had been exhausted. Xia Yunshen watched a dozen generals committing suicide in front of his eyes, then turned around and walked calmly to the high platform.
He had already expected it to come to this point, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.
It seems that he really does not have the destiny to be the right son. God and the underworld are always protecting Xia Jie.
He gave Xia Jie an almost bizarre edict, made Xia Jie eligible to compete for the throne, allowed Xia Jie to survive his father's ten years of careful planning, and allowed Xia Jie to meet Xia Jie at the best time.
she.
As the wind blew, Xia Yunshen sat on the dry firewood, drank the strong wine next to him, and waited attentively.
He is at the end of his rope, and the person who has been fighting with him all his life will definitely come to see him off for the last time. And he also has something to leave him.
When the armored Xia Jie appeared in front of him, he finally laughed.
He raised his glass of wine and nodded towards Xia Jie. He watched Xia Jie stop everyone behind him, took off his sword from his waist, walked to his side calmly and sat down, picked up another glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.
"Aren't you afraid of poison?"
"What can you do now if you poison me to death?"
Xia Yunshen laughed.
Yes, now I have poisoned Xia Jie to death, so what can I do?
He was a bereaved dog at the end of his rope. The soldiers who were loyal to him all committed suicide. Even the master who had grown up with him was seriously injured and died in the siege the day before yesterday. The end was already foreseen, so there was no need to fight against trapped animals.
The men of the Xia family compete for beauty, power, and everything they can compete for. This is due to the predatory nature of the men of the Xia family.
But as a descendant of the royal family, I know better when to make choices and when to take the overall situation into consideration.
The country of Daxia has been devastated after several years of war. Xia Jue has died long ago, and he will soon walk alone on the Huangquan Road. If he kills Xia Jie, what will happen to this country?
It must be handed over to those powerful ministers, and the country must be given a different surname.
Xia Yunshen would never do such a thing.
What's more, there is her...
Killing Xia Jie and going to die herself, what should she do?
Her prince is still so young, even if he is extremely talented, he is still a woman. He can only rely on relatives of the Dou family. Dou Zunian is now deeply affectionate as brother and sister, and may want to rule the world in the future.
It seems that no matter what, at this point, the only person who deserves to die is himself.
With a wry smile, Xia Yun looked deeply at Xia Jie, drank a glass of wine, and said lightly: "Three things."
The response was silence.
Xia Yunshen just smiled, knowing that Xia Jie would agree.
"I will commit suicide. My soldiers and advisers have also followed me to death. But their families must not be implicated."
Still silent.
"The emperor's grandfather also left a large amount of jewelry to Xia Jue, but he did not hide it in the treasure house. I will also give you all the secret passage maps of the palace. It is not just a share from the Empress Dowager. But you have to hand over the money.
Give it to Yi..." The words disappeared in the wind, and finally he changed his tone, "You have to leave it to Queen Dou to take charge."
Xia Yun was deeply satisfied to see that Xia Jie's silent face finally showed a trace of fluctuation.
"The third thing is, after my death, bury me at the top of Wanglong Mountain and not enter the royal mausoleum."
Xia Jie looked at Xia Yunshen's eyes and shot them like an ice sword.
Xia Yunshen just smiled.
The first thing Xia Jie will definitely agree to is.
No one in the world who is an emperor does not want to leave a virtuous name to be passed down to future generations. All his followers have been strangled by Xia Jie, and the only ones left are the old, weak, sick and disabled. The female relatives hiding in the rear, these
Even if a person is forgiven of a serious sin, he can only live as an official slave in a bitter and cold place. He will never be able to turn over from generation to generation.
If you let people go, you are a kind and wise king. If you don't let people go, you are murderous and cruel.
Xia Jie is a smart man and will definitely choose.
As for the second thing, Daxia has experienced several years of war, and the national treasury is empty. It urgently needs a large amount of money to replenish the national treasury and stabilize people's livelihood. Although she was sealed off, some pedantic people in the court have been writing letters. But as long as this huge amount of money is needed
With her in charge, no one dared to despise her anymore.
This is the last thing he can do for her. Xia Jie loves her so much that he will definitely agree.
The last thing is to ask for yourself.
In this life, he has no chance to see her alive.
In the past few years, he stood on the top of the city wall and looked around every day and night. After all, he could only meet her in his dreams. He thought about going to the other side of the city wall to take a look at her countless times, just for a glance. But there was such a person behind him.
The lives of many soldiers and civilians depended on them.
At this moment, if he didn't want to be like this after death, he wouldn't be able to look at her even though she was so far away.
Wanglong Mountain is directly opposite the Imperial Palace. From the highest point on the top of the mountain, you can overlook the entire Kyoto.
He was buried in that place, and no matter where she appeared in the palace in the future, she would be able to see her.
This should be such a joyful thing.
"If you don't enter the imperial mausoleum, you will be removed from the royal jade plate. All his life, Xia Jue has wanted to let the world know that he is a descendant of the royal family. He wants to enter the royal family tree, but you are in it, but you have to come out!"
Hearing Xia Jie's words, he just felt funny.
"Now that everyone in the world knows that Xia Jue is the heir of the royal family, so what. He didn't die without a complete body. The royal family, the royal family, my name has been listed on it for more than 20 years, but it is all in vain. You can tell the civil and military officials
Officer. Before I died, I felt deeply guilty and refused to enter the royal mausoleum. I wanted to be buried on the top of Wanglong Mountain to guard the heroic spirits of my ancestors."
Hearing a cold snort, Xia Yunshen didn't care at all, "I have already written down the confession. After I die, you will announce it to the world. The place where Xia Jue's treasure is hidden is also hidden in the words. Your Majesty
Go find it yourself."
After saying that, he closed his eyes, and the only sounds left in his ears were the sound of wind and the fluttering of robes.
With a spark jumping at his fingertips, Xia Yun looked around Kongkong deeply, and finally glanced at the tower opposite, with a relieved smile on his lips.
Xia Jie agreed to the three things he proposed, and he should fulfill his promise as soon as possible.
Living is already a life worse than death, lovesickness is deep in the bones, and is tortured every day. It is better to go to the underworld as soon as possible and turn into a ghost. Floating on the top of Wanglong Mountain with the wind, you can often see her moving face.
Maybe, decades later, when she is on the road to hell in the underworld, he can still run into her. At that time, he will never let go. No one or anything in the world can be more important than her.
Let's be together again in the next life, but I don't know if Xia Jie will catch up at that time, and whether the three of them will still be entangled in their lives.
Yifang, if there really is an afterlife, you can please me with your sincerity...
The fire sticks fell on the piled firewood, and following the wind, a sea of fire ignited.
A handsome and eye-catching man sat in the middle, letting the fire burn him, always smiling, always smiling.
So the extra chapter is over. I originally wanted to write about Murong Yi, but I didn’t know when to finish it because I kept putting it off. I’ll forget it. I’m sorry, dear friends. I will update the story about the killer princess the next day.