My Immortal Brother-in-law

Chapter 70 Human Emperor B
After going through countless short lives and quick deaths, Zhong Su followed the crowd and walked into Tai Ding's bedroom.

Today, the lights in the bedroom are still dim, and the brightest source of light is still Ji Li's stiff corpse. The fierce general, known as the God of War of the Shang Dynasty, is always holding up the lights and facing everyone with his eyes closed.

And Taiding...

Now he was helped to sit up by the eunuchs, but he looked like a thin blanket, so emaciated that he could not even hold up the quilt.

The eunuch simply unbuttoned Tai Ding's clothes, exposing his clear and protruding ribs, and only put a mattress on his lower body.

Seeing Zhong Su and his companions approaching and kneeling from afar, Tai Ding rolled his eyes but remained motionless.

People could all see that he actually wanted to move, but even though he was still sitting on the throne of the Human Emperor at this moment, he could not do most of the things he wanted to do.

Even if it's just a matter of moving your fingers.

Seeing his grandfather like this, Zi lowered his head in horror and dared not look at him again.

Zi Gan and Zi Xian couldn't help but look at each other, and then started crying uncontrollably, but they didn't dare to cry out loud, so the tears flowed slowly.

Shang Rong pursed his lips and stared blankly at Tai Ding's trembling fingers.

Wen Zhongze closed his three eyes, unwilling to look at the emperor who seemed unable to bear being looked at any more.

As for Zhong Su...

Looking at his uncle in this life, he looked at Tai Ding without any sadness or joy. Facing Zhong Su's calm eyes, Tai Ding's trembling eyes gradually calmed down, and then became more peaceful.

He just looked at the young people in front of him with calm eyes, and time slowly slipped away in this constant gaze.

After looking at it for nearly half an hour, Tai Ding finally raised his hand with great effort.

As he moved, he began to cough again, and large mouthfuls of mucus mixed with blood foam and bubbles gushed out of his throat.

But just when the eunuch wanted to come up and wipe it for him, Tai Ding's weak right hand suddenly raised up!
That hand accurately stopped the eunuch's movements!

Seeing his father move, Zixian understood for a moment and immediately spoke to the eunuch in the distance.

"Everyone who has nothing to do with you, get out!"

All of a sudden, the eunuchs trotted out of the hall, and the only one left in front of everyone was Tai Ding himself, who was bleeding.

Tai Ding wiped his blood tremblingly, then used all his strength to take a deep breath despite the feeling of suffocation.

The next moment, when the rough and harsh breathing sound stopped, Tai Ding was like a volcano that was accumulating energy. His pale and black face actually turned a little red.

Then, Tai Ding opened his mouth and shouted fluently and loudly to everyone present.

"This big merchant...

I leave it to you.

dead!
You must also protect our Great Shang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tai Ding's right hand, which was pointing at everyone, suddenly fell down, and his slightly rosy face quickly turned pale.

As the blood and vomit became more and more gushing, Zixian and Zigan rushed over like crazy, anxiously checking on Taiding's condition.

Tai Ding might have wanted to say something, or do something, but all his thoughts and actions were masked by his constantly twitching body.

"Eunuch, doctor, come quickly, come quickly!!!"

Zixian's roar completely covered Taiding's breathing, while Zigan quickly took off his robe and used it to wipe the stains on Taiding's body.

The eunuchs rushed in frantically, gradually filling the entire bedroom.

As the chief medical officer silently shook his head, the eunuchs gradually passed on the message, and the slaves waiting to be buried alive outside the bedroom also began to hum the sad songs of the Great Wilderness Era.

After Tai Ding explained everything to Zixian and others, he persisted for more than three hours and finally died with relief.

That day, Zhong Su looked at the dead Tai Ding like a machine. He watched countless eunuchs clean Tai Ding's body and fill it with all kinds of gold and jade to make Tai Ding's body look stronger and healthier.

He watched the eunuchs silently completing everything they were supposed to do, and then after the lights dimmed, he naturally walked in front of the slaves to keep vigil for Tai Ding.

He watched those people guard Tai Ding for seven days and nights without eating or drinking, and then the eunuchs took the slaves and palace maids who needed to be buried with him and walked into the mud without saying a word.

The eunuchs were buried voluntarily, laughing, and in horror.

They were buried next to Tai Ding's coffin, and further away were the nine thousand slaves that the palace maids and merchants had prepared for Tai Ding to conquer the world of the dead.

In the end, the total number of eunuchs, palace maids, slaves and others who were buried alive was 9,999.

Zhong Su saw that Tai Ding's tomb had been sealed, and he watched Zixian truly sit on the throne of the king.

He attended Zixian's first court session, listened to the court officials discussing Zixian's title of king, and watched the court officials fighting fiercely for power in the new dynasty.

It was not until two weeks later that Zixian's title of king was finally confirmed.

Emperor Yi!

From now on, Zixian is the 29th king of the Shang Dynasty.

Also, because Emperor Jun was in charge of heaven in the past, the demon clan has the tradition of calling him the Emperor of Heaven.

Therefore, according to human custom, the current Emperor Yi is called the fiftieth Human Emperor since the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

As for the present Heavenly Palace...

Ever since 362 years ago, when the last Peach Banquet hosted by the Queen Mother of Heaven, the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan School all rejected the Jade Emperor’s invitation to serve as officials.

Until now, the Heavenly Court is not taken seriously by Qigong practitioners and the human race.

The twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect were all unwilling to go to heaven, and the thousands of disciples of the Jie Sect were even more unwilling to give up their free and easy lives and go to heaven to be governed by people.

Who would think that this unclaimed heaven is the real heaven?
As a result, even if the human race nowadays occasionally worships gods, they still worship the heaven of the demon race, that is, the Siming class headed by Donghuang Taiyi...

After all, in the Great Wilderness, the demon clan’s heaven has been passed down for several epochs, nearly a million years, and the demon clan is spread all over the world. Their worship habits have influenced half of the Great Wilderness, and the demon clan’s habits will not change easily.

However, now is not the time to mention those things. In short, Zixian ascended to the position without any trouble.

Then, next, Zhong Suli should fulfill his old promise and repay the great karma he owes to Xiqi.

One month after Tai Ding's death, at noon, Zhong Su calmly walked into the palace holding a whisk.

Looking at the countless officials looking at him, and then looking at Wen Zhong, Zi Gan, Shang Rong and others who were looking at him worriedly, Zhong Su knelt silently in his seat.

Not long after, Emperor Yi came to the throne and the court meeting officially began.

Soon after the court meeting began, a young man named Ying stepped out from the crowd, saluted and said to Emperor Yi with a sad face.

"Your Majesty, I have something important to report.

Since the soul of the late king returned to the Fire Cloud Cave, Xibo Hou Ji Li has lost his appetite and has neither eaten nor drunk anything. Now, he has been fasting for a whole month and has followed the soul of the late king to the Soul River and his spirit has gone to the netherworld!"

After he finished speaking, the young man named Ying Zhong wiped his tears fiercely and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Chen...chen..."

He cried and continued speaking intermittently.

“I only regret that I still have to devote myself to the country and cannot follow the Duke of Xibo to follow the late king. I… am not worthy of being a minister under the late king, and even less worthy of enjoying the salary of the business people and the respect of the people.

I am not as good as Duke Xibo!

I am far inferior to him!"

(End of this chapter)