imperial psychologist

Chapter 376 Last Wish
In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Emperor Jianxi waved to Chen Yicong, motioning him to sit beside him.

Chen Yicong was a little puzzled, but he still obeyed his grandfather's wishes.

"Grandfather, would you like some water?" He looked at the slightly chapped corners of Emperor Jianxi's lips, "I'll help you—"

Emperor Jianxi pressed Chen Yicong's arm and shook his head lightly.

Chen Yicong sighed, "What do you want to say to Erchen, just tell me, and Erchen will listen attentively."

Emperor Jianxi was silent for a moment.

After a while, he suddenly whispered, "Do you know how many troops are deployed in the capital?"

Chen Yicong blinked, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Emperor Jianxi closed his eyes, "Guess."

"Um... [-]?"

"wrong."

"Twenty thousand."

"wrong."

"...[-]?" Chen Yicong looked at Emperor Jianxi still with a negative expression, "One hundred thousand!?"

"You guessed the direction wrong..." Emperor Jianxi laughed, "If you ask your master Zhang now, he will tell you that the defense of the capital... is a total of three thousand elites."

Chen Yicong was stunned for a moment, "So few!"

"... Less? Quite a lot."

"3000 people—"

Emperor Jianxi continued softly, "Chuzhou in the west and Qinzhou in the north...there are barracks of tens of thousands of people. Once the Jin people move, they will block in front of Pingjing. The defense of the capital has never been used to resist The enemy's..."

"It's not used to defend against foreign enemies..." Chen Yicong narrowed his eyes slightly, "Grandpa Huang means..."

"Civil turmoil." Emperor Jianxi's eyes showed a little determination, "Three thousand elites are enough to extinguish those sparks that ignite."

Chen Yicong thought for a while, "Is this a very confidential matter?"

"Yes."

"Then why did Grandpa Huang—"

"Because I want to tell you more confidential things." Emperor Jianxi took Chen Yicong's hand, his wide sleeves covered his grandson's palm, and Chen Yicong felt that the emperor's grandfather seemed to put something in his hand.

"Most people who know about the defense of the capital only know about these three thousand elites," Emperor Jianxi said softly, "but in fact, the total strength of the defense of the capital is eight thousand."

Emperor Jianxi moved his hand away slowly.

Chen Yicong lowered his head, and in the palm of his hand, there was half a tiger talisman.

Smooth sandalwood of dark brown, bordered with bright red blood paint...

Chen Yicong has only seen this thing in books, and has never actually held it in his hands.

"Grandpa Huang wants my son...to do something?"

"I want you to keep it." Emperor Jianxi's voice became solemn, "With this half of the tiger talisman, you can command five thousand elite soldiers.

"If in the future, someone in the court wants to make peace with the Jinren, no matter who he is, no matter where he sits... you must... have the courage to fight."

Chen Yicong's right hand trembled slightly, and his breathing became disordered for a moment. He was about to hand it back, but Emperor Jianxi forced his four fingers back, and was forced to hold the tiger amulet in his palm.

"These soldiers have been guarding my Wannian auspicious land..." Emperor Jianxi said in a low voice, "I... even in Yongling, I will... always look here.

"You...promise me." Emperor Jianxi looked at Chen Yicong with burning eyes, "...promise me."

Chen Yicong spoke several times, but he still couldn't say "yes".

Now he finally understood the weight of today's meeting.

This almost Tuogu situation suddenly made him realize that the old man who grew up with him in front of him is not long in the world.

So all kinds of reluctance came to my heart belatedly.

Chen Yicong lowered his head slowly, tears almost fell down.

"Grandpa Huang is worried... After the father succeeds to the throne, will he lower the gold?"

When this question was really asked, Emperor Jianxi himself was slightly taken aback.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yicong finally got the words out of his mouth and asked outrightly.

But Emperor Jianxi immediately frowned and said in a low voice, "You don't know your father."

"But I know my mother and concubine." Chen Yicong said softly, his eyes were slightly hot, "I also know Master Zhang and Master Sun—"

"You don't understand yet." Emperor Jianxi looked at his grandson coldly, "Everything he can hear now may not be able to listen to him after he sits on the dragon chair..."

After saying this, Emperor Jianxi sighed—judging from the still puzzled and unconvinced expression on Chen Yicong's face, he couldn't understand the deep meaning of his words now.

But Chen Yicong still sat there thinking hard.

"Can... promise me?" Emperor Jianxi asked again.

Facing the almost pleading gaze of Emperor Jianxi, Chen Yicong clenched the tiger talisman and nodded silently.

"Then... I... have another request." Emperor Jianxi said softly.

"Grandpa, don't say 'request'..." Chen Yicong said tremblingly, "You...just say what you want..."

"Let King Qi go." Emperor Jianxi said softly.

"...Who?" Chen Yicong was momentarily at a loss.

It was only then that Emperor Jianxi remembered that even though the canonization was about to be made at the end of the month, the current Chen Yicong probably wouldn't know about it.

He explained King Qi's identity in a low voice, and then said softly, "In the future, there will be countless voices asking you to deal with King Qi openly and secretly...

"But I know the noble concubine, and I know that she will never teach... a rebellious child." Emperor Jianxi lowered his eyes slightly, "I will point them to a fief, and let them live a peaceful life...

"Just these two things." Emperor Jianxi whispered, his eyes were slightly red, "Can you... promise me?"

Chen Yicong's tears finally fell, he gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice, "I will...do my best to fulfill the wish of Grandpa Huang."

Having received the promise from his son, Emperor Jianxi heaved a sigh of relief, his whole body relaxed, and he completely leaned on the soft bed behind him.

"I should let you win once today, after all, I won't be able to play chess with you again..."

The prince threw himself on the side of the bed, tightly holding Emperor Jianxi's right hand.His shoulders trembled slightly, but he didn't make any sound.

The child always did this when he cried, as if afraid of being seen.

Emperor Jianxi suddenly laughed softly, and he patted Chen Yicong on the shoulder, "Go and wipe away your tears, and call Huang Chongde to come in."

……

On this day, Chen Yicong couldn't remember how he left the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

It was midsummer outside the hall, and the noisy chirping of cicadas could already be heard from the trees.

The sun in the sky illuminated the entire sky and the earth so brightly that people could barely open their eyes.

Qiu Shi clumsily chased after him with an umbrella, "My lord! The sun is getting poisonous today, be careful, don't get burned..."

Chen Yicong didn't listen to Qiu Shi's remonstrance, but he still took the umbrella and dismissed the palace servants who Qiu Shi had arranged to shade him.

At this moment, he only felt cold all over, and was eager to bask in the sunshine of the world.

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