Su Ziji was startled for a moment after hearing this. At this moment, he suddenly felt a cold air coming over him. The prince's voice suddenly stopped and he sighed for a long time: "It's time!"
Just as he said that, he heard a "squeak" and the courtyard door opened wide.
Many people came one after another.
All of them are young and beautiful, with graceful figures and swaying postures. As they get closer, they can see clearly that the beautiful women are in good shape, and behind them are the maids, all carrying large or small packages.
Not to mention the servants and guards.
It seems that they are preparing to move and take their favorite things with them.
However, when the footsteps reached the courtyard, his body changed, and the smell of blood and corpses gradually came towards him. Su Ziji's expression did not change, and his eyes swept over it.
Almost all of them died tragically, either hacked or committed suicide, and some were even naked, with their skin turning black and black liquid constantly oozing out.
Gradually, they turned into various corpses. They stiffened and slowly gathered themselves, kneeling down with difficulty.
Wuya fell to his knees.
But one can see that even though the eyes of the corpse are drooped on the face, the remaining eyes show an expression of hope.
"Grandson, do you know that there are 731 people in the mansion."
"But after being trapped here for twenty years, one hundred and nine people have been destroyed because they could not maintain it!" The prince glanced at the people in the mansion and said lightly: "Fortunately, we still waited.
"
"Otherwise, many people can't wait."
After the prince said this, he finally showed a speechless expression and lowered his head to look at his feet.
A red glow glowed from the ground, and the eyes gradually brightened, as if a strange entrance had opened.
Faintly visible in the light, something emerged, rising slowly until mid-air, and its outline gradually became clearer. It was a golden imperial edict.
No one announced the call, but the will slowly unfolded, with red characters on a yellow background, and the words shone brightly.
It seemed that someone was reading the content of the decree aloud, and someone seemed to be sighing, but the voice was a bit vague and could not be heard clearly, just like an old faded scroll.
But Su Ziji understood.
"Twenty years ago, the prince's decree to give his posthumous title was suspended for such a long time."
"The result is between life and death."
The light of the will shone on the prince, and the clouds surrounded him, covering him softly. When the prince waved his hand, more rays of light shone through.
The glow was everywhere, and all the corpses gradually lost their spots and returned to life, even wearing new clothes and skirts.
Everything seemed to be the same as when she came in. The girl was young and beautiful, with a graceful figure and a swaying posture.
The servants stood obediently, the guards' armors were bright, and they did not move with their swords pressed.
There was even a woman with a child of several years old in her arms, waiting beside the prince with gentle eyes.
The prince glanced over and couldn't help but choked up: "Now, I have to go and continue to be a good prince and a good prince for my ancestors..."
"Finally, most of the old people are still here, which is enough to comfort Guyi!"
He seemed to want to say something more, but couldn't. He just slowly sank down and submerged into the glow channel.
At the end of the passage, between the clouds and fog, there are many railings and palaces, and the light seems to be shining brightly.
The next moment, all the light disappeared, and the earth returned to its original state.
The prince has really left.
The light in the mansion gradually began to shrink, and the gray mist surrounding it gradually expanded. As far as the eye could see, it was darkness, endless darkness.
The sound of water and flowing gradually amplified.
Su Ziji ignored these and just raised his head suddenly.
"That's where the imperial hometown of Zheng Chao is? It's indeed popular in the world. It's at its peak and has great energy."
In just a short moment, Su Ziji had indeed felt a feeling - the dragon's energy was interacting with him, calling faintly.
He felt that as a grandson, he could go there too.
but.
"Only fools go!"
It's easy to get down, but almost impossible to get up.
"The prince secretly helped me, gave me dragon energy, concealed the truth from the sky, and exchanged the false for the true."
"No one else knows about this, but when the prince goes to the imperial hometown, he must meet the Taizu of the Zheng Dynasty... I'm afraid he won't be able to hide it."
"I followed him and was about to fall into a trap. I was afraid that I would definitely die."
"Even the crown prince is waiting for me to grant him the title after I ascend the throne to stabilize my future."
Su Ziji looked up at the sky, where the gray clouds were dense and airtight. He felt sad, but he understood the prince's heart.
It is different from the lies told by Brahma.
The soul has no universal eternity.
Without incense, faith, reputation, canonization, etc., the soul will be completely ashes within three years.
It is also difficult for some to last for hundreds of years.
This is why folk sacrifices only last for three generations.
Reincarnation is also a lie told by Brahma God. If you cannot sacrifice it, it is not reincarnation, but it is truly gone.
The prince was killed by the emperor, but if he still wants to live, he must kneel down and accept the decree and go to the blessed land of dragon energy.
If you don't go, there will only be ashes.
The prince is still like this. The generals and ministers who have been killed in the past have to take refuge in the emperor who killed him and shout long live. How complicated is the psychology?
You have to be patient while alive, and you have to continue to be patient after death. This world is so cruel and cruel.
Unless, become the master of the country.
Su Ziji was filled with emotions, but since the prince left, he didn't have to be embarrassed. It was a good thing.
On the road leading to great cause, another piece of fog has been cleared
But new changes have appeared before our eyes, which makes people have to pay attention.
"Why would the prince break free at this time?"
"Did I mutiny?"
After thinking about it, the figure slowly disappeared, like a phantom that existed in the world, disappearing into the night in a blink of an eye.
Yangxin Hall
The emperor took a nap, and while he was sleepy, he seemed to have some sleep. It seemed that the wind and rain had become stronger, and the raindrops fell loudly.
The emperor woke up from his sleep. At a glance, there were no attendants on the left and right, and no soldiers in the palace. It was completely empty.
"Where are the guards? Where are the eunuchs? Where did they all die?" The emperor was a little flustered, as if something was about to happen.
He raised his head and saw only one person, wearing familiar clothes, coming slowly.
Strange to say, this figure stepped into the hall, as if breaking some barrier. In the deep darkness outside, the sound of wind and rain suddenly poured into the hall like a tide.
It suddenly became real.
"Fu'er?"
The emperor was confused and a little dazed, so he called out.
"Why do you keep standing there?" He didn't feel anything was wrong and continued to ask.
The figure did not raise its head, but stood silently for a while, then slowly raised its head.
His face was stained with blood and as pale as paper.
The emperor suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Suddenly I remembered...the prince is dead!
He has been dead for twenty years.
Just at this time, a cold wind blew through the hall, and all the lights and candles went out for a while.
The eerie figure floated forward a few feet out of thin air.
Originally, it stopped at the palace gate, but now it has reached the middle of the palace, and is about to float in front of the emperor.
The heartbeat seemed to have stopped beating, and there was a burning sensation coming from the chest and abdomen.
The emperor's hands and feet were cold and he gritted his teeth.
"Fu'er, do you dare to kill the king?"
The figure reluctantly walked a few steps, but the figure swayed, and then froze for a moment, and wanted to speak again, but couldn't. Finally, he stopped talking, sighed sadly, turned around and left.
"do not go!"
For some reason, seeing him leave, the emperor felt huge panic. He stood up in a hurry, took down a row of debris, stumbled towards him, but lost his footing and missed the step.
A sinking feeling of falling surrounded the emperor.