Chapter 720
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"All of you, be careful. Don't make any mistakes. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
Zhao Bin pulled the corners of his mouth as he walked through Wei Yang Palace with a serious expression. He carefully watched every single person that came in and out of the palace, not letting a single person go. After he finished checking everything, Zhao Bin walked out with his horsetail whisk. He looked up at the bright sun in the morning and the gloomy sky in the next moment. He shook his head and let out a long sigh.
This year's weather was really strange. It seemed like it loved to rain. The water in the sky seemed to be endless. It kept pouring down wave after wave as if it wanted to float the entire capital. This new rain was about to start again.
Zhao Bin hugged his horsetail whisk as he walked through the maze-like palace with a heavy heart. He lowered his head and did not speak. The white hair on his temples was even more dazzling under the red paint. Counting with his fingers, he had already been in the palace for several decades. It was so fast that it was like a blink of an eye.
At the age of eight, he entered the palace from a poor family. At the age of twelve, he followed Heaven's Choice Emperor. He endured humiliation as he hibernated and advanced. He accompanied Heaven's Choice Emperor when he got married and obtained the throne. He accompanied Heaven's Choice Emperor when he lost his children and obtained wave after wave of new children. He accompanied Heaven's Choice Emperor until he aged like an old beast. As for himself, he also grew old, old like a panting old dog. Other than accompanying his master and waiting for death, there was nothing else he could do.
He frowned as he quickened his steps and returned to Fu Ning Palace to report to Heaven Choice Emperor. Heaven Choice Emperor was already waiting inside. Ever since that day, Heaven Choice Emperor did not leave the palace door other than going to court. He only wrote a single word on the white silk in front of the table — — Ruler.
"Zhao Bin, is everything ready?"
Zhao Bin looked up and was frightened by the vicissitudes of life on Heaven Choice Emperor's face.
The ruler of the country, the ruler of the people, the ruler of the sun and moon. But when he walked to the edge of death, what difference was there between him and those lowly commoners?
This thought was too rebellious. Zhao Bin swallowed hard and quickly drove this thought out of his mind. He said with a trembling voice: "Yes, this servant personally went to see that there were no mistakes."
Heaven Choice Emperor nodded and said: "That's good. Right now, this emperor doesn't have many trustworthy people. You have always been reliable and this emperor trusts you. How long until the banquet begins? "
Zhao Bin lowered his head. "There are less than four hours left. In a while, the ministers will enter the palace one after another."
Heaven's Choice Emperor nodded and seemed to be tired. He put down the brush in his hand and leaned against the back of the chair. He closed his eyes and didn't say anything for a while. Zhao Bin waited for a while but didn't get a response. He bowed and poured a cup of tea for Heaven's Choice Emperor.
Halfway through the tea, the Heaven's Choice Emperor suddenly said, "Imperial Father, I killed him with my own hands."
The teacup in Zhao Bin's hand fell to the ground with a "pa" sound. A palace servant heard the sound and came in to clean up, but was chased out by Zhao Bin. He hurriedly knelt down and picked up the pieces one by one. He didn't even know how to speak and his whole body trembled. "Your, Your Majesty, if you are too tired, this old servant will help you in to rest. There are some words that cannot be said carelessly."
"Since it's already come to this, what's there to hide? Could it be that I'm afraid of treason? " Heaven's Choice Emperor narrowed his eyes and said in self-mockery, "This emperor always boasted that he was smarter than Imperial Father and wouldn't be restrained by a woman. Who would have thought that in the end, he would walk down his old path. That year, Empress Zhou burned herself to death. Imperial Father was lying on the sickbed and actually cried for her death. He was poisoned by her and was in so much pain that he wished he was dead. He actually cried for her! In the end, he squeezed out his remaining strength and begged this emperor to kill him as if he wanted to die with her. This emperor saw that he was in so much pain, so this emperor satisfied him and sent him on his way with her. "
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