Chapter 92 Wu

In the last few days of winter and December in the 22nd year of Zhiyuan (1285), it snowed heavily for several days in a row in the capital city, and the snowflakes like goose feathers were more than two feet thick.Like the cloudy weather, the Xingsheng Palace on the west bank of Taiye Lake has been shrouded in a dull, depressing, panic-stricken atmosphere.Zhenjin, who had been ill for half a year, continued to deteriorate. Although Kublai Khan and Queen Nanbi visited every day and ordered to visit famous doctors, there was still no improvement. At this critical juncture, Kublai Khan thought of Wang Zhuo, a folk doctor who had cured Zhenjin. After that, he disappeared, and Kublai Khan couldn't help feeling extremely regretful.It happened that Princess Luoluo went to the palace to visit her elder brother, the crown prince, and when she heard her father mention Wang Zhuo, she suddenly came to her senses and told her father everything about Wang Zhuo and his wife's disappearance in Yunnan. Kuaiqi sent to Yunnan and called Wang Zhuo back to Beijing.

The days that followed were anxiously waiting for the past. Twenty days later, the urgent envoy sent back the news that Wang Zhuo was already on his way back to Beijing.However, Zhenjin still couldn't wait for this last chance. On the night when the emissary returned to Beijing in a hurry, the Dayuan prince who worked hard and lived a lifetime of virtue left his father and wife, and left his father and wife. The ministers and people who had placed high hopes on him left everything he loved deeply, and died suddenly in Xingsheng Palace at the age of forty-two. After the real gold passed away, Kublai Khan was heartbroken and had no food or drink.Many officials and common people in the metropolis worshiped spontaneously, and all the people who participated in the sacrifice felt inexplicable regret.

Real gold represents an era, an era that is equated with prosperity. With the death of real gold, people feel not only the end of this era, but also confusion and anxiety about the future situation. Another person, after hearing the bad news, knelt outside the gate of Xingsheng Palace for three days and three nights, until he fainted and was rescued by guards sent by Kublai Khan.He hurried back according to the order, but in the end he couldn't see the last side of the real gold Wang Zhuo... According to the custom of the ancestors, the body of Zhenjin will be transported back to Qiren Valley for burial.Kublai Khan was originally ill, but he had to personally preside over the burial ceremony of his beloved son.

In the cold and empty mourning hall, only Kublai Khan was alone. Empress Nanbi, the kings and princesses, civil and military officials, and even all the guards were waiting in the open space outside the hall. Without Kublai Khan's order, they were not allowed to enter for the time being.Kublai Khan stood alone in front of Zhenjin's body for a long time. He wanted to take one look, another look, and one more look at his son. From then on, his son would only appear in his thoughts and dreams. For the last time, this was the last time he was able to be alone with his son. son!son…… He reached out and caressed his son's cheek, the ice, from his fingertips to the bottom of his heart, even made him shiver unknowingly.Was this soundless body really his son?no no!Zhen Jin is the son he has always held in his arms since he was born. He has never explained why he always dotes on this son. It is because those black eyes that have just opened are staring intently at him. That moment triggered the fatherly love accumulated in his heart?Or is it because all of this is nothing more than a revelation from the Changshengtian?Except for the real gold, only Luo Luo likes to hold her in his arms and tease her in every possible way, but of the two of them, one committed himself to Buddhism early, and the other left ruthlessly.He began to resent his sons and daughters a little bit, especially Zhen Jin, who really failed him, failed his love, and failed his high hopes.

He is the proud son of heaven, but was abandoned by his own son! What about Chabi?Oh, is Chabi waiting to be reunited with his son in heaven?For the first time in his life, he was relieved that Chabi passed away, so that Chabi would no longer have to feel the desolation and loneliness he felt at this moment. Zhenjin's remains have been meticulously decorated, and it looks serene and calm, just like in life.Forty-two years old is the right age to start a career. How could my son leave?Could it be because Changshengtian intended to punish him, an old man in his dying years?Does he have to continue to support this huge empire for his grandson when he is ready to unload his burden?

And he was indeed at a loss. Kublai Khan's fingers rested on Zhenjin's tightly closed eyes. At this moment, what he felt was not pain, but a chilling despair.His palms began to soak in cold sweat, as if the blood was also stagnant due to the cold, he slowly, slowly bent his body towards the real gold, two lines of turbid tears rolled down silently, drop by drop fell on the real gold Pale face. Son, if there is an afterlife, if we will still be father and son in the next life, please remember, don't let me see you off again. I beg you in the name of Changshengtian. Kublai Khan stood up slowly, his legs seemed to be filled with lead water, and he strenuously walked towards the door.The heavy palace door was pushed open little by little, and the sound of the "squeaky" door opening sounded like a loud bang to everyone's ears. Everyone raised their heads in panic and stared at the person standing in front of the door.

That person——the pale face was solemn and calm. "You can go in!" He said, his voice was hoarse and desolate, but it seemed to have the power to penetrate everyone's heart. Not daring to have any hesitation, people filed in according to their grades.