Chapter 133 The Emperor Dies and the Traitor Is Killed
Anyue is the image of Wanxing, but Qianguo on the side is lifeless.
The civil and military officials were very active in their thinking, and the royal nobles kept believing in it in secret.
Only the people of Qian Kingdom are still living in a daze, unaware of the good and evil of tomorrow and without remembering the hardships of the past.
Under the corrupt court system of the Qian Kingdom, the people have long been oppressed by many officials, and many people have long been suppressed to the point of losing their motivation.
However, the aristocratic land distribution system unique to Qian State allowed officials to control a large amount of resources, leaving the common people with only a meager amount of money and food for three meals a day.
If officials work together to curb the outflow of money and grain, the people will have a hard time surviving for a month with the resources they have, and they won't even be able to resist.
In such a corrupt system, the powerful and wealthy live in extravagance and absurdity to the extreme; while the common people are barely getting by, fearing that they will be targeted by corrupt officials any day.
In a side hall of the Qian Kingdom Palace.
Beneath the splendor, there are hidden obscure gazes.
A faint cough was heard from the large, soft dragon couch.
In an instant, swords were swung, cold blades were stained with blood, and all those hidden gazes disappeared.
Zhao Wanjun and his family of three knelt on the ground, their eyes filled with tears, looking at the skinny figure on the dragon bed.
Emperor Qian had already been tortured beyond recognition by the poison, with sunken eyes, a pale face, and blue skin.
When he was first infected with the poison, Emperor Qian offered sacrifices to the gods and presented them with rare treasures in an attempt to obtain elixirs.
Unfortunately, no God responded.
Emperor Qian knew that the destiny had arrived.
"The end of the world, the end of the world..."
Emperor Qian's energy had dissipated, his hair had turned white, his eyes were cloudy, and his mind was a little unclear.
At this moment, he no longer looked like the forty-year-old Emperor of Qian Kingdom, but rather like an octogenarian who was about to die.
Zhao Tianya knelt forward and said, "I am here!"
Emperor Qian stretched out his hand, and corpse spots had already begun to appear on his arm.
Obviously, the method of prolonging his life was also overdrawing his body.
Zhao Tianya's eyes were filled with tears as he held Emperor Qian's skinny hand tightly.
Emperor Qian held Zhao Tianya's hand, as if he saw the strong middle-aged man in his eyes, and couldn't help but smile:
"Tianya, my destiny is coming..."
Zhao Tianya felt very upset. He and Emperor Qian grew up together and naturally had some affection for them.
"Your Majesty, please don't give up. The imperial physician is still developing an antidote that will surely save you!"
Zhao Tianya's eyes were red and his voice was choked.
Emperor Qian's chest moved weakly, like a bellows that was about to stop.
"My body, I understand."
"Tianya, don't comfort me."
Emperor Qian's voice was very weak, but every word he spoke made Zhao Tianya feel sad.
"That damn Wang Shuo, actually had such a vicious hand!" Zhao Tianya couldn't help but curse.
This was the umpteenth time that he had cursed the beheaded Wang Xiang, wishing that he could come back to life so that he could kill him again with his own hands.
Emperor Qian panted slightly, his breathing a little rapid.
"The end of the world..."
Zhao Tianya quickly stopped cursing and stared at Emperor Qian's face with his fierce eyes, afraid that he might have missed something.
Emperor Qian opened his eyes wide, but he could not see anything, only white.
"Tianya, in this...in this country of Qian, I only trust you..."
"I have three things to entrust to you."
Zhao Tianya tightly grasped Emperor Qian's hand: "Your Majesty, please speak. No matter what, I will not refuse even if I die!"
Behind him, Zhao Wanjun and his wife Huang Shuya also had red eyes and shed tears.
Emperor Qian looked up at the sky.
"First of all, after Anyue accommodates Qianguo, you...you have to help me..."
"Help me... remind Emperor Anyue Ji Yu not to... kill the people of my Qian country."
Emperor Qian's voice was intermittent and he could no longer utter complete sentences.
Zhao Tianya immediately accepted the order.
"The second thing is, you...you Zhao, must...be loyal to Anyue, just as you are loyal to me...you must not have any second thoughts!"
Emperor Qian exerted a little force with his fingers, and it was unknown what he was thinking of.
Zhao Tianyu was slightly stunned, and then he understood.
If he wants the people of Qian to have the same status as the people of Anyue, he must take the lead in being loyal to Anyue and let Anyue know that the rest of the people of Qian have no ulterior motives!
Zhao Tianya took the order again.
Emperor Qian was panting, his breathing short and rapid.
"The third thing, Tianya...Tianya...?"
Under the torture of the poison, his thinking was a little confused.
Zhao Tianya held Emperor Qian's arm tightly, indicating that he was still there.
Emperor Qian trembled as he spoke of the third commission:
"The third thing... I want you to be the head of the remaining officials of Qian State. You have to lead these officials to stabilize the people's livelihood in Qian State and don't make things difficult for An Yue!"
Zhao Tianya was slightly surprised: "Remaining? Your Majesty, you..."
A hint of smile appeared on Emperor Qian's pale and skinny face, which looked somewhat terrifying against his iron-blue face.
"I have lived a mediocre life, and now I want to be an executioner..."
"The reason why Qian Nation has come to this point is because its roots are rotten..."
"I...will eradicate the root of this disease..."
Emperor Qian's voice became weaker and weaker.
Having said that, Emperor Qian looked towards the hall unwillingly again, even though he could no longer see anything.
"If the Qian Kingdom had not been so deeply rotten, I would really be reluctant to hand over this ancestral foundation of hundreds of years to others..."
"But, Ji Yu is a good emperor. I will not misjudge him. He will treat the people well and lead all the people under his rule to prosperity..."
"Moreover, I know... if I do nothing and wait for death, and wait for the rebellion in the country of Qian..."
"He will come and take over this kingdom."
"I do this to avoid war and to fight for a way out for the innocent people of Qian Country..."
"And you, too, must let the people...take this path of survival..."
Emperor Qian seemed to have exhausted all his strength before he finished speaking.
Zhao Tianya sighed, already feeling the weight of the burden on his shoulders.
"And Wanjun..."
Emperor Qian paused for a long time and suddenly mentioned Zhao Wanjun.
Zhao Wanjun's eyes were red, and he kowtowed deeply:
"Chen is here!"
Emperor Qian's breathing stopped for a moment, and then he began to gasp for air again.
The trusted guard beside him was not an ordinary warrior, but had great cultivation. He quickly helped Emperor Qian to smooth his energy, and Emperor Qian was able to buy himself a few more moments.
"Wanjun." Emperor Qian whispered, "You are an upright and good child. It's a pity that the corruption and chaos in Qian Kingdom... has made you suffer..."
He was referring to the fact that Zhao Wanjun acted fairly, but offended too many officials because of this, which led to him being falsely accused of taking bribes and being murdered, almost killing himself.
The hideous knife mark is still on Zhao Wanjun's neck, very eye-catching.
Zhao Wanjun kowtowed again silently:
"Justice is in the heart, not in the end."
Emperor Qian sighed: "Well said, but remember it."
"From now on, there will be no more Qian Kingdom. And you will also be a person of Anyue."
"Your integrity requires you to do what is just and righteous for all your people."
Zhao Wanjun closed his eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks: "I understand."
"An Yue is kind and has saved my life. I will repay her with all my heart. But..."
"Your Majesty, you have such good intentions, why don't you let the royal family know?"
Emperor Qian was silent.
"Those idiots are already mired in corruption."
"I gave them a chance, and staying was their own choice."
"The butcher's knife has been raised, and no rotten roots will be left behind."
"Fortunately, I... still have a few kind-hearted children who understand my painstaking efforts. They won't let my bloodline... be cut off."
"Now, they should be living a good life in Anyue..."
Emperor Qian seemed to see his children far away in Anyue across the mountains and rivers.
After a while, Emperor Qian suddenly became excited, as he had foreseen his final moment.
He sat up from the dragon couch in an instant, and his eyes regained their vision briefly.
Emperor Qian's face turned pale, and he forced himself to shout, "Where are the Qianlong Guards?!"
Dozens of figures quietly appeared outside the side hall.
"The Qianlong Guards are here!" These special guards dressed in black clothes and black armor half-knelt with their fists clasped.
Emperor Qian sat on the dragon couch with his back straight. At this moment, he seemed to have regained his former energy.
"Pass on my order, lead the imperial guards, and send secret troops from all directions to kill everyone on the list of traitors!"
"After the matter is accomplished, you will go to Anyue! Emperor Anyue will be your only emperor from now on!"
"This is my...last imperial decree!"
Emperor Qian gave an order, and the people of Qianlong Guard seemed to know what the list was.
The five years of life that Emperor Qian extended paved a lot of ways for Anyue, and also wrote down a list with thousands of names that was daunting.
Those above him are all powerful officials who have committed many evil deeds and deserve to be put to death.
These Qianlong guards took a deep look at Emperor Qian in the side hall, kowtowed together, and then turned and left.
On this day, the whole country of Qian was destined to be a river of blood, and all officials were robbed and all nobles died.
Zhao Tianya withdrew his gaze from outside the hall and looked back at the dragon bed, only to find that the skinny figure had died.
Emperor Qian looked straight ahead with anger in his eyes and a frozen expression on his face, and then he passed away.
"His Majesty!!"
Zhao Tianya cried bitterly, and all his trusted guards in the side hall knelt down and shed tears on the spot.
Zhao Wanjun and his wife Huang Shuya also bowed their heads and sobbed, unable to speak.