"Uncle! Uncle, just say it, and leave it all to your nephew. Nephew will not let down his uncle's trust. He will definitely report to His Majesty. Don't leave. The man cannot be without his uncle!"

Huo Guang said with tears in his eyes.

"Oh! You have become a Shizhong, you have to be stronger, why are you still so fragile? The situation in the court is complicated now, and you should be cautious in every move. You will have to take on the important task of protecting the prince in the future! You can't lose the face of the Huo family."

Wei Qing sighed a few times, said something again, and then signaled Huo Guang to sit down on the desk.

"Life and death have a life, wealth and honor are in heaven. My uncle can't do it anymore. I know that my life is over and I can't last for a few days. However, I have something to ask Your Majesty to do, and I can't rely on myself. I'm so powerless. So, please ask Guang'er to write for me."

As he spoke, Wei Qing started to pant.

Huo Guang hurriedly handed over a cup of hot tea. Wei Qing looked at his sad look and felt unbearable. He took a sip before speaking again: "The Grand Sima, Wei Qing, wrote a memorial to the Emperor: I was originally a cavalry slave in Pingyang, but I was a slut. I was unafraid of my majesty and was finally led by the head of my minister. I was repeatedly beating the holy grace. Whenever I think about this, I was grateful and crying. I will die to thank you for your kindness.

Since the ministers have no merits, they are useless in the country and the country, and they are granted titles to be a marquis in their infancy. However, the ministers are not strict in their education and cannot be with their children when they were young, so that the three sons are dissatisfied with discipline. Now they have violated the laws and regulations, which makes people feel ashamed. They have to bear the sage's hope, and they are extremely ashamed.

I know that the tragedy is difficult to cure, and I have been unable to recover, and I will not be able to return to heaven and will not be able to live long. However, I have a wish and think that after I leave, my three sons will not be re-elected and cannot be given a title, so that they can die. The princess has deep feelings for His Majesty's compatriots and took care of her at that time. She lost her husband in her early years and is now widowed. She also asked Your Majesty to pity her and take good care of her. I should be in the nine springs and smiled.

I was born as a minister of the Han Dynasty, and when I died, I would return to the Han territory. I would like to ask Your Majesty to let you bury me in Maoling..."

Listening to Wei Qing's memorial that spitted blood and tears from the bottom of his heart, Huo Guang realized how Wei Qing spent the years. He not only lived a very tired life, but also had a very hard life.

Especially his three cousins ​​violated the law and were useless and useless to the country, which became a heart disease for him.

As he was writing, Huo Guang couldn't help but feel uncontrollably, and tears kept flowing. After writing, Wei Qing looked at it again, full of melancholy, and finally he was covered with the seal of the Grand Sima.

"You must submit it to Your Majesty, but don't forget, hey, I'm tired, so take a rest."

"In this way, my nephew has surrendered."

After helping Wei Qing lie down, Huo Guang finally breathed a sigh of relief to the front hall. He was restless, but he saw that His Majesty was coming. He was sitting there, talking to the eldest princess.

He did not hesitate, and hurriedly went up to see him, and presented Wei Qing's memorial directly. Liu Che browsed it carefully, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart. He only sighed and asked, "How is he doing now?"

"My uncle said he was a little tired and he was asleep!"

"Wei Qing has worked so hard these years. Oh, forgot, okay! I am not in a hurry to leave, just wait for him to wake up here."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the eldest princess was not at all in love, and she expressed her request that had been hanging in her heart for a long time: "I should not dare to mention the matter between Bumi and Deng'er. The two of them were so guilty that they were speechless. It was just that Kang'er's correction was because of his young ignorance. Now the Grand Sima has not cured his illness. He should keep the Grand Sima's efforts. Your Majesty, look..."

Liu Che held up Wei Qing's memorial and said, "The Grand Sima wrote very clearly in the memorial. I think now that if I listened to his advice back then, I would not have been later..."

"The things that happened back then have passed, so don't think about it anymore, and your Majesty doesn't have to blame yourself. Now that Wei Qing is so sick, isn't your Majesty..."

As the eldest princess spoke, her voice choked and she shouted casually, "My mother! Child..."

What Liu Che was most afraid of hearing was this sentence. When was it time, and he was still playing the emotional card. He hurriedly said: "Sister, don't mention old things anymore. How could I forget my mother's death will? No, why would I do this? When the general wakes up, I will discuss with him in person before making a decision."

"So! I thank Your Majesty first." The eldest princess said, frowned suddenly and remembered something.

"This... several geniuses have come in the music shop recently. Do you want to take a look?"

Since Li Yan was ill, there was indeed no woman Liu Che Kexin in the palace, so he couldn't help feeling a little lonely.

Is this suitable? Da Sima is sick, will he have such thoughts?

It was getting late now, so he asked Huo Guang to see if Wei Qing woke up.

Huo Guang left for a moment and staggered back. He knelt in front of Liu Che and the eldest princess in tears: "Your Majesty, it's gone, it's gone, my uncle... he's gone."

"Husband..."

The news was like a bolt from the blue. The princess, whose heart was almost to the throat, screamed and rushed to the inner room.

Liu Che was also very scared, but he still shouted to Bao Sang, who was shocked by the side: "You... why don't you go and take care of the eldest princess?"

He then stood up, but fainted and was very dizzy.

Huo Guang hurried forward and helped Liu Che with the yellow gate and came to the inner room.

When he looked away, he saw the eldest princess leaning on Wei Qing's chest, crying loudly, and calling out, "Husband, you are so cruel! How could you leave me and leave..."

Wei Qing's face was pale, lying quietly on the couch, her eyes closed.

It seemed as if after a long expedition, he fell asleep in a deep sleep, neither regret nor pain, and a princess was crying and complaining.

Liu Che suddenly felt very tired after such a moment of effort. He sat on the couch and wanted to stand up, but couldn't use his strength.

Nine years ago, Huo Qubing left, and nine years later, Wei Qing also left.

They are like two peaks,

Collapsed before his eyes.

What he wants to say,

He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

This scared Bao Sang. He stepped forward and touched Liu Che's hand. It was cold and he hurriedly shouted: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

After a while, Liu Che recovered.

He slowly approached Wei Qing and covered Wei Qing with a layer of white silk with his own hands.

"Grand Sima, Grand Sima, my beloved, I... are late."

Huo Guang turned his head and saw tears hanging on the corner of Liu Che's eyes, trembling and sad...

Two days later, Liu Che issued an edict, posthumously named Liehou, buried in Maoling, and a tomb was set up as Lushan.

Maoling added another huge tomb, and the prince Liu Ju's heart also accumulated a pile like a mountain tomb from the day he bid farewell to Grand Sima.
Chapter completed!