Gongmen Chunhan

Chapter 110 Official History October Qi

Guangxu 34th October 1908th [-]

It was a year of severe drought, it hadn't rained for a long time, and it was extremely hot. With Kou Liancai's support, he walked to the door step by step, even the yin and bud could not block the heat on the ground.

"The emperor??? Lafayette's decree, a special banquet for Chuxiu Palace, please drive the emperor." Director Li led a group of young eunuchs, holding dragon robes and some clothing items in his hand, with a serious expression on his face.

No one in the room could have guessed what Lafayette said. The five sons beside Kou Liancai crawled to Mr. Li's side and pulled Mr. Li's clothes, "Master??? Master???".

Mr. Li kicked the five sons away mercilessly, then ordered someone to wait for the emperor to change clothes, turned around and left with a whisk.

The fifth son was kicked and rolled aside, the emperor didn't say anything, in fact, he also realized something, so let him go!
Kou Liancai looked at the emperor anxiously and worriedly, but couldn't get the words out of his mouth.

After changing clothes, the sedan chair at the door was already ready, and Kou Liancai had five sons, so he came out, and followed the sedan chair closely all the way, for fear of being a step away.

The sedan chair did not enter through the main entrance, but through the small entrance. Kou Liancai and his five sons were even more terrified. Could it be that Lafayette really wanted to poison the emperor to death silently.

The sedan chair copied the path and quickened its pace all the way. Only then did the five sons and Kou Lian see Xiaodizi who was coming to pick them up. Chun Xiao felt a little strange. muttering.

Chun Xiao had already left the palace, and came back after doing something, when she was about to speak, she saw them making a gesture of not speaking.

Under the cover of nervousness and concealment, a group of people came to the gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. When the fifth son and Kou Liancai were about to speak with shocked faces, Chunxiao covered their mouths.

Xiao Dizi stepped forward and said softly, "Long Live Lord...here I am, my slave will help you get off the sedan chair."

The people on the sedan chair didn't seem to hear it, Xiao Dizi looked at the crowd, and then under the hint of Manager Li, he shouted again, but he still didn't hear the sound, so he boldly raised the curtain.

The emperor inside the curtain closed his eyes, seemingly sleeping but not sleeping, and the little man called softly, "Long Live Lord...has arrived".

The emperor was called a few times, then slowly opened his eyeballs, took a breath, moved his mouth weakly, but couldn't speak.

"Long Live God? What do you want to say?" Xiaodizi asked attentively.

It is obvious that the emperor saw Xiaodizi's face changed. He wanted to ask Xiaodizi what he was doing here. He felt that something was going to happen today. He also felt that there were many people outside, passing through the narrow sedan chair. As he opened his mouth, he saw the building outside, which was outside the gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

What exactly were they going to do, why did they bring him to the Hall of Mental Cultivation? Could it be possible that before he died, he could fulfill his wish and let him have a look at the Hall of Mental Cultivation, with a wry smile.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation only belonged to them, he didn't want others to get the smell of this place, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he propped himself up, bent slightly, and stepped out of the sedan chair step by step.

Several people on one side knelt down to say hello, "Greetings to Long Live God".

It's been a long time since I heard so many voices. People around me include Chun Xiao, Xiaodizi, Director Li, Wu Zi, Kou Liancai. After all, Lafayette was not mean to him, and so many people came to see him off.

Kou Liancai and his five sons were about to come up to help them, but they were rejected by the emperor with a raised hand. At this time, he seemed to be physically strong, walking steadily, step by step, looking at the words Yangxindian, doubled feel kind.

How long has he not been back here? He still remembers every frown and smile in September, and it seems to be blurred. Although he tries hard to remember and remember, after all, 15 years have passed.

He remembered the all-powerful Nine Palms Case, touched the beads in his neck, smiled obediently, nodded his head, saw him come back, brought a few little eunuchs, and knelt down on one knee to salute, "Slave welcomes the Lord Long Live!" ".

The memory pulled his hand up, and he chanted "Wu Li, Xiao Jiu", the tune is still so familiar, but now things are different, and everything is gone.

Covering his mouth, he didn't dare to cry out. Mr. Li could hold back the tears, but the tears still fell from the corners of his eyes, and he stretched out his sleeve and wiped it indiscriminately.

(End of this chapter)