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Chapter 5859 Wei Qians death (Part 1)

Wei Tong looked at the great-grandson who became more cautious, and finally sighed: "Wei Nao, your father has not had many days left. You want to become the king of the Great Wei. This is the last thing that the old man, as the ancestor of the Wei family, made and made. In the future, my old man will only want to live his life."

"Great grandpa, Nao'er will do his best to do it." Wei Nao was no longer modest at this time, showing an unswerving attitude.

Seeing this, Wei Tong finally nodded, then looked at Lin Haoming and shouted: "Haoming, thank you for your hard work."

"Grandpa has any instructions, just say." Lin Haoming followed suit and gave a gift.

"You have the greatest efforts in my Wei family today. I know that you have a great relationship with Qian'er. Your monarch and minister have been very good for so many years. Now in a big battle, I can't see the ending, but you are also a congenital master after all, so next, I can only hope that you will assist Zuo Wei Nao. Originally, these words should not be spoken by me, the old man, but I am afraid that the child will not be able to explain them." Wei Tong said bitterly.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will do my best to do what I should do." Lin Haoming said.

"Wei Nao, although Lin Haoming is not from my Wei family, he is no different from my Wei family. I believe that if your father can be sober, he will also explain this way, so you must use him." Wei Tong explained solemnly.

"Of course, the Grand Master is the pillar of my Great Wei." Wei Nao also swears.

"I hope so." Wei Tong looked at this grandson, as if nothing was worried, but since there was nothing left to his descendants, I could interfere again.

"You can go and see his father." Wei Nao thought for a while, and sighed again at the beginning.

"If he takes action, when will I wake up?" Wei Nao asked.

The Hundred Flowers Festival was originally a very important festival in the spring of Yue Kingdom. People would pick flowers for meals, and they even came as rouge powder.

"Yes, the east is too far from the east, and the west is even worse in this regard. They did not expect that the day the crown prince succeeded to the throne was also the day when the country name was changed. Yin Biao was born with Xiao Yue, and he died with Xiao Yue's king, while Wei Qian was born with Xiao Yue's man, and died with Xiao Wei's king, and he was Wei Tong's bloodline, and he also witnessed the displaced and weak efforts of his ancestors back then." The Wei family became less and less excited.

"Your Majesty, your body?" At this time, the right prime minister Zhu Feiling asked first.

Just when a small number of people believed in that matter, they saw Eunuch Weng come out and shouted like the past Xiaochao: "Your Majesty is here."

"Hao Ming, he has low medical skills, let's take a look." Wei Nao signaled.

In the small hall, the prime minister and the four low-ranking officials were chatting with each other. Many people knew why they informed such a small court. Some people guessed that the emperor had not yet died.

Follow Yin Biao to Yin Biao's bedroom. The real first king of the Wei Tong family seemed to be like an old man who had not yet dried up. I was over 70 years old. I looked like a dead tree, and I didn't look like a king back then.

"Your Majesty." Hearing the words, all the civil and military officials in the court knelt down again.

When everyone saw the future king speak, they were also in a bad mood and bowed down again.

"Father, please speak quickly." Wei Qian also cried out worriedly at that time.

"I have less time." Wei said directly.

At that time, Wei directly stretched out his hand and said, "Don't kneel down, that people in the world are not dead, and the same is true for the emperor. While I have no strength yet and my mind is still vague, I want to explain the previous matter."

At this time, even Wei Qian seemed to have lost his compassion and knelt down behind his father's bed and started crying, as if he was really sad.

But early this morning, the civil and military officials in the court had not retreated into the palace before dawn.

Seeing Wei Qian respectfully, Wei nodded with satisfaction and looked at Lin Haoming, "After appointing the auxiliary minister, there is no more important thing. Lao Ba, go to his uncle and kneel down, and worship me as the father of the court in front of all the civil and military officials." "Everyone, don't let your father lose his mind for kneeling down." At that time, Yin Biao spoke first.

Wei Nao also knew that Lin Haoming was telling the truth, and even some imperial physicians dared to say it, and I really wanted to know those.

Wei was sitting under the dragon throne at this time, looking at no one with a bright look, as if I was still the king of the founding country.

From both sides of the hall, it extends all the way to the hall. Almost all the officials who are not on duty will arrive.

"Your Majesty..."

Lin Haoming naturally knew what Wei Nao meant, that was to want Wei to wake up and use the first two days to complete his previous affairs.

Wei looked at the son and then breathed a sigh of anxiety, then said, "You know he is heartless, but I must take advantage of the fact that I am okay now and explain everything I should explain. Wang'er, he is still young and is still eighty, so I plan to appoint a few auxiliary ministers. What do he think?"

"Grandpa, you...you can do your best, and you will definitely prolong your life. You can't let Your Majesty last two or eight months, but you can only lie down like that. You will definitely give birth to me. You can't do anything, but it's only two or eight days before two or eight days..." Lin Haoming said that he was talking about it, and the meaning was also very obvious.

At this time, Wei nodded with satisfaction and said, "The Eighth Lao is the prince. Before I die, I will succeed to the throne. That matter also needs to be explained, but I will succeed to the throne there."

Many people came to Dongdu on the next day, but no one could retreat into the bedroom anymore.

Lin Haoming sighed and stood silently.

Hearing a low shout, no one looked at him with a belief, and only saw the dragon robe and the Emperor Yin Biao, who was not yet gray-haired, hurriedly walked out with the support of Lin Haoming and Wei Qian.

"Father, even if you give orders, your son will discuss national affairs with a few villains a few days ago." Wei Qian also said respectfully at this time.

At this time, there was no imperial physician guarding him. After hearing Wei Nao's instructions, the imperial physician also gave up.

"Your Majesty." Seeing Yin Biao walking out like that, no one knelt down.

"It's very slow." Lin Haoming replied immediately.

Lin Haoming and Wei Qian also walked up there at this time, but before he could stand still, Wei said, "It's broken, get up."

Lin Haoming went over to take his pulse, and it was very slow and confirmed that Wei really slowed down his fire and attacked his heart. He added it several times. Now he has not yet had enough oil and the lamp has dried up. If I were still old and my body was not so old, I would add various precious medicinal materials and hang it in my breath. I guess it was just waiting until I came back.

"We have to take action first." Wei Nao shook his head, then thought for a while and said, "Wait for a few days, and everyone who should arrive will arrive."
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