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Chapter 101 The sky of the Qing Dynasty has collapsed!

"Father, I am glad to see you at last."

"Father Emperor, I miss you"

"Emperor Father"

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Seeing Kangxi, all the princes knelt down in front of the bed and cried excitedly. Seeing the chaos at the scene, Kangxi seemed to raise his hand and waved it slightly.

Zhang Tingyu stepped forward and said, "My dear brothers, please be quiet. The emperor has something to say."

Everyone fell silent at once, knowing that Kangxi was most concerned about the successor at this moment, and that he must be passing the throne to his successor.

Everyone stared at Kangxi, holding their breath, afraid of missing anything.
Kangxi raised his head with difficulty, as if he wanted to straighten his body, but after trying for a long time, he couldn't move at all.

Kangxi breathed a sigh of relief. This simple action was not easy for an old man who was on his deathbed. Everyone saw how weak Kangxi was and wanted to help him. They asked Kangxi to speak quickly, fearing that the old man's last time and energy would be wasted on this.

But no one dares to act rashly!
The eighth elder couldn't help but crawl forward and said, "Father, you don't have to stand up. If you have anything to say, just say it. Your sons and ministers are listening!"

Kangxi looked at Lao Ba and nodded slightly. If he hadn't been concentrating on observing, he wouldn't even have been able to notice this action.

"I'm leaving now."

"This Qing dynasty cannot. cannot be left without a successor"

"You need to unite, don't..."

"don't want."

The fourth brother also crawled forward with a sad face and continued, "Father, I know that you have worked hard all your life. This heavy responsibility must be passed on to future generations. You hope that your brothers and I will unite sincerely and not kill each other or use swords and guns to fight. Your brothers and I will listen to your instructions and keep them in mind, and work together to protect the Qing Dynasty."

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty!" everyone echoed.

Kangxi showed a gratified expression in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said: "I"

"I will pass on the throne"

"Passing on the throne"

As soon as Kangxi spoke, everyone fell silent. They stared at Kangxi's mouth with wide eyes, their expressions were serious, the atmosphere was tense, and they held their breath, not even daring to breathe, for fear that they had heard wrongly.

At this point, it seemed as if a mouthful of phlegm was blocked, Kangxi started to cough violently, unable to catch his breath, his face flushed and his neck thickened: "Pass the throne to you"

Not only was Kangxi stuck here, but the faces of the kings also turned red and their hands stretched out unconsciously. They were so anxious that their hearts were about to jump out of their throats and they wished they could speak for Kangxi.

Kangxi's vague voice had been mixed into messy syllables and was unrecognizable.

When everyone was getting very anxious, Kangxi suddenly exerted all his strength, stretched out his hand and pointed forward. He suddenly froze there, his thin body straightened, his eyes widened, his expression changed drastically, and he stared straight ahead.

"Ugh" was the last note uttered in his throat, and then his body suddenly fell limply on the bed. His outstretched arms fell limply and rested heavily on the edge of the bed, and there was no sound anymore.

The sky of the Qing Dynasty has collapsed!

Suddenly the whole room became eerily quiet. You could hear a pin drop, and even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

After a long while, someone twisted his neck, looked at me, I looked at you, all dumbfounded. No one at the scene heard who Kangxi would pass the throne to in the end, or Kangxi didn't say it at all, as for the direction to point with his arm.

Everyone is heading in this direction, who can be sure who it is?
"I know that the person the Emperor pointed to at the end was me. I am the closest to him. The Emperor must have passed the throne to me!" Old Eight's eyes rolled, his expression excited, and he said loudly.

After saying this, Lao Ba knocked his head heavily to the ground: "Your Highness, I bow to you and thank you! Your Highness, I bow to you and thank you!"

"Nonsense, Eighth Brother, stop flattering yourself here. The Emperor was clearly looking at me at the end, and the person he pointed his hand at was me. The person the Emperor wants to pass the throne to is me." When the Fourth Brother saw this critical moment, he didn't care about the prince's face and started arguing at the top of his voice.

"Get out of my way. I am the successor to the throne."

"Stop it, you bitch. It's me. I'm older than you. I'm the new king."

"Who is older? The third brother here is the oldest."

The fourth and eighth brothers refused to give in, and they argued fiercely, and then they started fighting. Neither of them practiced martial arts, but they fought like women. At this point, the prince, who usually attached great importance to dignity and respect, started fighting without caring about his image.

When the others saw this, they rushed over to try to stop them.

When the kings were in a mess, Li Yan ignored everyone and rushed forward to the bed, grabbed Kangxi's arm, and burst into tears: "Father Emperor, why are you gone like this!"

"You have worked day and night, rising early and going to bed late all your life. You have devoted your life to the hundreds of millions of people in the Qing Empire, and you have shed blood and tears. You have never enjoyed a single day of happiness, and now you are gone!"

"Ama, Ama"

"I lost my mother when I was young, and you are my only father. In my heart, you are not the emperor who is high above me, but my father. When I was young, you taught me how to write; when I grew up, you taught me how to behave! You always say that being a father is hard! You work hard and exhaust your energy. It is hard to watch your sons grow up safely. It is even harder to teach them how to behave properly. It is even harder to expect them to carry on our family legacy!"

Li Yan ignored the others and immersed himself in sorrow, tears streaming down his cheeks as he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Father, it's all because of my incompetence, my incompetence! If I could have more skills, I could have shared more of the burden with you. You wouldn't have dragged your sick body to deal with government affairs, and ended up passing away so early, abandoning me!"

"If you just let go like this and leave me all alone in this world, who will teach me how to write and behave? I don't have a father anymore. If I get into trouble again, who will protect me? I will be an orphan!"

Li Yan buried his face in Kangxi's old, dry hands, and cried, "Father, please don't leave. I would rather give up this kingdom and the title of prince than let you live again! I am willing to shorten my life by twenty years, in exchange for you living for two more years. I will definitely put aside all trivial matters, serve you wholeheartedly, talk to you, and take walks with you!"

"Ama, please don't leave, come back!"

"Father, open your eyes and look at the child again!"

"Ama."

Li Yan cried so hard that his lungs were broken and his heart was broken. The sadness and pain in his voice made people sad and weep. Slowly, the people around him were infected by Li Yan's emotions and became quiet. Seeing this scene, they all shed tears unconsciously. Even Zhang Tingyu and Ma Qi couldn't stop wiping tears.

(End of this chapter)