Controlling mountains and rivers since the Warring States Period

Chapter 337 Death of Zhao Tuo

In the fourth year of Jianyuan,

Zhang Qian was detained in a special cell where he had no worries about food and drink and was well served. On behalf of the Han Dynasty, he attempted to overthrow the tyranny of the Qin people. When he and the Qin envoy exchanged breath,
As usual, the Huns on the eastern grasslands invaded the border, crossed the Great Wall to the south, and plundered the Han people's food and wealth.

The Prince of Weiyang Palace was so angry that he started to rage, then he grabbed Wei Qing's shoulders and cried about his grievances:
"You must help me get rid of these damn Huns!"

Zhang Qian,

Liu Che had already given up hope on it.

After two years of mission, this man has not sent back any news. Who knows where he might have died, using the sky as his blanket and the ground as his bed.

not to mention,
Wei Qing is obviously much more reliable than Zhang Qian!
If we can use only the Han army, we can wash away the shame of the Han people.

Then why didn't Liu Che do this?

Forming an alliance with Xinxia or Dayuezhi was originally a helpless move he had to make before he met Wei Qing!
"it is good!"

Before Wei Qing could reply, the chubby Huo Qubing next to him raised his short hand and answered loudly.

As the actual nanny, Liu Yong, who also considered himself the godfather, quickly took back Huo Qubing's short hand and said to him, "Children should not interrupt when adults are talking!"

Huo Qubing was so angry that his flesh shook up and he raised his other free short hand, "I am no longer a two or three year old child!"

he,
Huo Qubing!
Already four years old!
When Liu Che saw this scene, he burst into laughter.

He said to Huo Qubing, "Yes, yes, yes! Our Qubing has grown into a big boy this year!"

"When you grow up, join your uncle and help me fight the Huns!"

"it is good!"

Huo Qubing shouted again, and happily picked up the small wooden sword that Liu Che had played with when he was a child. He roared and started waving it.

At the same time,
South Vietnam was immersed in sorrow.

because,

Their monarch, Zhao Tuo, is almost dying.

This person was appointed by Qin Shi Huang.

During the reign of Qin II, he became the General of the Southern Expedition and the King of Nanyue.

He outlasted three Han emperors and all his sons.
Finally, when he was 103 years old, his life came to an end.

His grandson Zhao Hu cried very sadly about this.

After all, he is the son of Zhao Tuo's youngest son, and his hair is now gray.

He watched all his uncles, father, and older brothers die one after another, but his long-lived grandfather was still alive and well.

Therefore, Zhao Hu had actually already become numb to the issue of succession.

He sincerely felt that

I don't think I can live longer than my grandfather Zhao Tuo.
This throne was not meant for him, so it could only be passed on to younger descendants of the Zhao family.

result!

When he had completely given up hope,
His grandfather fell down.
This old thing finally!
I’m finally going to die!
Zhao Hu cried with joy and almost couldn't breathe until he lay in front of Zhao Tuo's bed.

Seeing this, the ministers of Nanyue
They all praised his filial piety and believed that this prince in his fifties could become a qualified ruler in the future.

Only the invisible little He Bo stood beside Zhao Tuo's hand and made a "hushing" sound at Zhao Hu.

then,

He turned around and began to cheer for Zhao Tuo, "Great!"

"You're finally going to ga!"

The legendary King Naihuo finally stops writing his legend!
Although Zhao Tuo had his eyes closed and his breath was faint, his mind was still clear.

He can "hear" the words of ghosts and gods, and can even communicate with them through his mind.

So he said, "What's there to be happy about?"

Anyone in power,
Who doesn’t want to live longer?
If little He Bo had not told Zhao Tuo long ago what would happen after death, Zhao Tuo would have been unable to resist and would have sought from him the method to prolong his life.

He also wants to live another 500 years!
Xiao Hebo said proudly with his hands behind his back, "Because I proved my innocence!"

Since Zhao Tuo's life span is beyond common sense in today's world, the dead ghosts in the underworld are also very concerned about his situation.

Although due to the obstruction of the Yangtze River and the southern mountains, the gods and ghosts have temporarily no way to connect their own territory of Nanyue with the territories of the Yellow River and part of the Huai River, and even "carrying the people across the river" is difficult to implement.

After all, the Yangtze River faces the Yellow River.
But there is a natural rejection and suppression,

Every time He Bo stepped over it, he would be severely washed by the Yangtze River, and his feet would slip and get wet if he was not careful.

What’s more, what about the dead ghosts who rely on ghosts and gods to survive?
Anyway, He Bo has already tried it on the dead ghosts in hell. Even if they are put in a jar and held by himself, there is still a great possibility that they will be swept away by the raging torrent when crossing the river and disappear without a trace.

Therefore,
He Bo could only work hard and serve as an envoy of communication between the two places.

He would bring the news of Nanyue to the ghost kingdoms on both sides of the Yellow River. When the dead ghosts heard about Zhao Tuo, they couldn't help but wonder if this man had such a long life because of a blessing from the gods.

Emperors like Ying Zheng were extremely jealous of this, and their eyes were filled with resentment when they looked at He Bo.

He Bo immediately stamped his feet and said, "I have never done such a thing!"

He swore to Ying Zheng and the others, "If I really do this, then Shang Yang will be killed without a complete body!"

"Damn it, I'm going to fight you!"

Shang Jun, who was innocently affected, roared in anger and pounced on He Bo.

Fortunately,

At this moment,

Zhao Tuo could finally use his own death to dispel the rumors about ghosts and gods.

To celebrate his restoration of innocence,
He Bo also brought farewell gifts from the north to Zhao Tuo, laying a good foundation for him to get to know his dead friends in the future.

He rummaged in the jar behind him and finally pulled out a stack of papers.

The ghost opened it and began to read the words on it:
It is a eulogy written by people of the present time to mourn, remember and put the final word on the life of the deceased.

After reading it, He Bo carefully explained to Zhao Tuo:
"This article was dictated by the First Emperor and written by the Second Emperor of Qin!"

"How about it? Do you think this review is quite comprehensive?"

"This is the first imperial edict from the First Emperor you have received in eighty years. Are you happy?"

He Bo opened his watery eyes and asked Zhao Tuo.

"..."

For this,

What else could Zhao Tuo say?
He just suddenly opened his cloudy eyes, struggled to let out an "ah", and then took his last breath.

Seeing this, Zhao Hu, who was standing next to him, stopped crying, crawled to his grandfather's bed with tears on his face, and pulled the thin quilt over with lightning speed and covered his grandfather's face with it.

Then he turned around suddenly and said loudly to his ministers and attendants:
"quick!"

"Go and ring the bell!"

"Hurry and prepare the coffin!"

He Zhao Hu,
I really want to improve.
I really want to be the King of Nanyue!
For complete peace of mind,

Later he will follow the example of Duke Wen of Jin's descendants and personally hold down the coffin lid for his ancestor to prevent him from resurrecting his corpse!
When the ministers saw him acting in this way, they were once again impressed by his filial piety.

Only He Bo still cares about Zhao Tuo.

He stuffed the Emperor's decree into Zhao Tuo's hand and took out a letter from the jar.

"Hey!"

"This is written by your parents!"

"I sent someone to the Ghost Country to find them and informed them of your situation!"

Although Zhao Tuo had been in Nanyue for decades and had been the ruler of a country,
But after declaring his submission to the Han Dynasty and becoming its vassal, his ancestral tomb left in the Central Plains was also treated with favor by the court.

The Emperor of Han specifically ordered the repair of Zhao's tomb and sent people to offer sacrifices every year.

Therefore, Zhao Tuo's parents
In the underworld, they can still enjoy the sacrifices and express their longing for their child, whom they have been separated from for so long, through the benevolent ghosts and gods.

Zhao Tuo took the letter.
Looking at the handwriting that he hadn't seen for many years but was very familiar with, he fell silent.

He watched his grandson impatiently stuff his body into the coffin.

Watching the palace being draped with white cloth representing funeral.

After a long time,

He then asked He Bo, "How long will it take to return to the Central Plains?"

"That will have to wait until He Bo takes over the Lingqu Canal!"

Speaking of this,

He Bo sucked his teeth, put his hands on his hips and said angrily, "Damn the Yangtze River!"

"Damn Yunmengze!"

"Damn Hanshui!"

"Why are you so resistant?"

"Why do they have so much water?"