Chapter 362

Xia Zhizhi was made queen, and everyone was surprised but felt it was natural. Everyone knew that His Majesty's time was coming, and it was Prince An who sincerely sought the elixir to prolong His Majesty's life. No one would object to His Majesty making the concubine the queen, or even making Prince An the crown prince. However, since His Majesty made the concubine the queen and gave Prince An other rewards, he should not make him the crown prince. It has to be said that His Majesty is still the one who considers the Great Zhao Kingdom, and is still so wise and powerful. He will not choose an unreliable heir because of his own preferences.

Jiang Zhao's life returned to peace, and he lived more comfortably than before, so he said that the old emperor was alive and well? Now his life is better than that of a god.

Now every household worships the free Taoist monarch, which he expected, but was not surprised. Before this, he had publicized some of the situation of the free Taoist. Sincerity was indispensable for him to obtain the elixir, but the biggest reason was the merits of the old emperor, otherwise no one could ask for the longevity elixir.

The old emperor himself was a good emperor. With this reason, he was less selfish than before, and he was thinking about how to make Dazhao more prosperous and stable every day.

Compared with Jiang Zhao's leisure, Jiang Mo was very busy, and the old emperor arranged many things for him. Every time he came back and saw his fifth brother sitting leisurely in the carriage, he felt like he was going crazy.

It was only when Jiang Cheng began to arrange his daughters to do things that Jiang Mo felt a little more relaxed, but he was not happy, especially when he saw the sisters who were more capable than him.

What if he was unhappy? The father was very energetic now. He was so tired that he fell asleep every day and had no time to toss about the rest.

As time went by, Dazhao became more and more prosperous.

In the blink of an eye, several decades have passed. Jiang Zhao's brothers have passed away, and many of his brothers and sisters have also passed away, but they have been happy all their lives. With him and the old emperor protecting them, they have never been wronged.

He is still leisurely every day, and is the happiest and happiest old man in the capital.

Prince An is still loved by his parents at an old age, and the old and young in the capital are envious.

When Shen Dongning was seriously ill, he asked Lu Ying, who was white-haired but still energetic: "Cousin, how old is the emperor now?"

"One hundred and five years old."

"Few of the people we know can live longer than the emperor, right?"

"That's natural. The emperor has been blessed by the gods." Lu Ying can no longer eat peanuts. His teeth are not very good. He can only eat soft cakes. "When you die, I will be almost there."

As for their prince, he died in prison many years ago. Smart people can think of it as related to the long-dead Sixth Prince of Lan State, but no one has investigated the details, because they dare not.

Shen Dongning smiled bitterly and said, "I once had a dream. Looking back on this life, I was actually misled by this dream."

"Then you must have encountered a dream created by some monster, but it was not a dream of entering the immortals like Prince An." Lu Ying said bluntly, "Do you regret your original choice?"

"A little, but life is full of gambling, and I just lost the bet." Shen Dongning slowly closed her eyes and said softly, "Cousin, I'm sorry for that year."

Lu Ying smiled and said, "Didn't that happen a long time ago? Besides, if the prince doesn't respond, can you succeed? Just close your eyes in peace."

"Cousin, let me tell you another secret of the prince, about how I can succeed." Shen Dongning opened her eyes with force, and when Lu Ying came over, he whispered something in her ear.

After hearing this, Lu Ying couldn't help laughing out loud: "So that's the case. I didn't expect him to be so frivolous. He usually looks quite serious. No wonder they all say he's pretending."

Shen Dongning also smiled and closed his eyes.

In fact, this life is not bad, except that he can't leave the house. He doesn't lack food and clothing, which is similar to the life in the dream.

This year, Jiang Zhao is 86 years old.

He feels that the end is coming, and the old emperor actually only has ten years left to live. But compared to ordinary people, the old emperor without illness has hardly changed.

Jiang Zhao is happy and practices the mind every day, so he is not too old, but his hair is almost white. His teeth are still good, which is why he pays attention to protecting them. After all, you can eat only if your teeth are good.

His mother is still alive and is as happy as him. The old emperor has been even better to them over the years. If I had known that his mother had a different constitution, I would have never thought that she was really long-lived.

Jiang Cheng watched Jiang Zhao take breakfast seriously: "You are old, but your teeth are still good."

"So you should brush your teeth frequently." Jiang Zhao said.

Jiang Cheng thought of many people's toothaches, and nodded in agreement: "Indeed, this should be promoted well." He had no illness, so naturally he didn't have toothaches, fortunately there was Lao Wu.

Not long after Yanshou, Jiang Cheng could no longer hear his inner voice, but he had already made psychological preparations for this, and he accepted it quickly. He couldn't take advantage of it all by himself.

After breakfast, Jiang Zhao said to Jiang Cheng: "Father, I won't come here anymore, and mother should be able to accompany you. It won't be delicious to eat alone in the future, so go to her place."

Jiang Cheng was stunned, and soon realized what was going on. He squeezed the walnut in his hand hard, and his eyes were wet. He stayed in his seat for a long time before saying: "I know."

Time flies so fast, and fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Don't be foolish in the future, or you will ruin your reputation." Jiang Zhao warned.

Jiang Cheng rubbed the walnuts quickly in his hand: "I know."

"Old Five, do you want to be the emperor?"

If Old Five wants to, let him experience it today.

"No."

Jiang Cheng had expected this answer, and he asked again: "How about giving you a posthumous title in the future?"

"No, it's better to be a prince. With the emperor's support, you can just enjoy yourself. What's the good of being an emperor? You have to deal with everything yourself."