Datang: Longevity for Thousands of Years, Exposed by Xiao Sizi

Chapter 2 It's going to be okay, everything's going to be okay!
He didn't want to shed tears today, he really didn't want to. After all, he had lived two lives and had become an important person. Crying should belong to those little brats, not him!
But these little guys, these little guys…
"It's such a headache."

Qin Changye shook his head helplessly.

He did not look back, for he was afraid that he would not be able to resist and continue to go to the coffin, wanting to continue to be active in this dynasty.

But this doesn't work.

He is already...very tired.

In fact, he had been very tired three years ago and wanted to sleep, but he kept putting it off until now when he finally couldn't put it off any longer.

It’s time to go to bed, and it’s time to say goodbye forever.

Take care of yourself,

Children….
Qin Changye let out a breath, then stepped completely into the coffin.

Along with several craftsmen sealing the coffin nearby, the Qin imperial tutor who had accompanied Ying Zheng for more than 40 years, who was both his teacher and friend and whom no one could find fault with, was sleeping at this moment.

……

After seeing Qin Changye off, Ying Zheng asked everyone to leave, but kept Meng Tian.

"Your Majesty, are you looking for me?"

Meng Tian bowed to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng nodded and said solemnly: "Meng Tian, ​​the master trusts you the most, so I let you take Fusu with you."

"From now on, I...will tell you one more thing."

Meng Tian hadn't seen Ying Zheng so serious and solemn for a long time. He took a deep breath and bowed his hands earnestly, saying, "Your Majesty, please speak frankly. As long as you say so, I will do it even if it means going through fire and water!"

Ying Zheng smiled lightly: "It's not that serious."

"The master is sleeping now. If nothing unexpected happens, he will wake up in the future. By then, we will all be gone. The year is unknown. It may be a few years, or it may be decades or hundreds of years."

"The teacher once taught me that time is the most powerful enemy. No one can defeat it. At the same time, it is also full of forgetfulness."

"Some people still remember you now, but what about a few years, decades, or even hundreds of years from now?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, no one will recognize you. You have just woken up, so you must be unfamiliar with everything that happened."

"And what I want to instruct you to do is that you and your descendants must always remember that the master is sleeping, and also remember the place where the master is buried. Every year, you must send people to check the situation of the sealed place. If there is any change, it can only be that... the master has awakened."

"What you or your descendants have to do is to help Mr. Master quickly understand the times and become his helper. You should follow him unconditionally in whatever he wants to do."

"What I ask you and your descendants to do is to become the strongest spear and the strongest shield in the master's hand."

The words fell.

Silence, a long silence.

Ying Zheng had finished explaining everything, but Meng Tian was in deep shock.

This is not just the trust of the present generation, but the trust of several generations, even dozens of generations!
Meng Tian felt extremely stressed out by the heavy responsibility of being the mausoleum guardian.

"Your Majesty, I...I will obey your orders."

Although he knew that the mission was important and full of uncertainty, there might be a scumbag among the descendants who did not visit Qin Changye's tomb every year, which would lead to the failure of the mission.

But Meng Tian still agreed, because it was Ying Zheng's order.

And in history.

The last thing Meng Tian was entrusted by the First Emperor to do was to guard the Great Wall.

The Meng family has always abided by orders, and this has been the case throughout the dynasties. Even in later generations you can still find traces of the Meng family.

They are a thousand-year-old loyal family!
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….…….….….….
Hundreds of years later.

Zhenguan era.

Chang'an City, Imperial Palace.

Today's palace has lost its former vitality.

The entire palace was shrouded in a dull atmosphere. No one in the palace dared to speak loudly.

All because of one thing, a big thing.

General Zeng Tiance, now Li Shimin, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, has an eldest daughter, Princess Changle, who is seriously ill and is at the most difficult time of her life.

In the past, I just coughed and sometimes vomited blood, but in the past few days, I have been vomiting blood continuously.

And the vomiting became more and more violent, as if he was going to cough out all the blood in his body.

Li Shimin had been asking imperial physicians to see him these days. Not only the imperial physicians, but also all the famous doctors in Chang'an and outside Chang'an, he sent people to invite them.

But no matter if it's the imperial physician,

Or even the miracle doctor who had long been famous among the people was helpless against Princess Changle's illness.

It seems that no matter how great a famous doctor is, once he steps into Princess Changle's boudoir, his confidence will be ruthlessly destroyed.

All the doctors were helpless against the disease. Although they did not say that Princess Changle could not be cured, all signs indicated that Princess Changle would not be able to hold on for much longer.

"Your Majesty, Changle...what should we do?"

In Taiji Palace, Empress Changsun was in tears.

She was not in Taiji Palace just now, but was accompanying another famous doctor to treat her daughter Changle. She also had high expectations for him because that man was the miracle doctor Sun Simiao.

But even after Sun Simiao examined it, he was unable to do anything about the disease.

that moment,
Empress Chang Sun felt like the sky was falling.

If even Sun Simiao couldn't cure it, is there anyone else in this world who can do it?

The greatest pain in the world,

Nothing is more painful than seeing a young person die before an old person, especially watching her daughter die little by little, which was the greatest pain for Empress Changsun.

My daughter is still so young.

She hadn't even seen her get married, nor had she seen her get married and have children, but she was gone like this.

She…she…
The more Empress Changsun thought about it, the more sad she became, and the harder she cried.

Li Shimin was also in a bad mood.

now,

This man, who once fought on the battlefield, remained calm even when only 3,000 men charged into an enemy force of 100,000, and even when the Turkic army was at the gates of the city, had slightly red eyes today.

Just as Empress Changsun loved Changle deeply, so did Li Shimin.

That was his daughter, the eldest daughter.

Li Shimin has always been known as a daughter slave. Princess Changle, as a daughter and the eldest daughter, has a very important position. She can be said to be his most beloved and precious daughter.

"Guanyin, it's okay, it's okay..."

"It's going to be okay. Everything is going to be okay."

Li Shimin kept patting Empress Changsun's back so that she could cry freely.

Empress Changsun did not answer when she heard this.

She had heard this answer countless times.

Li Shimin, as an emperor, was also a god of war on horseback. He was invincible on the battlefield and no one could defeat him. However, everyone has weaknesses.

And comforting people was Li Shimin's weakness.

This man didn’t know how to comfort others when he encountered problems, he could only keep comforting: It will be fine, it will be fine, everything will be fine…
He is always full of expectations for the future and places his hopes on the future.

The same thing happened when the Turkic troops approached Chang'an. We first stabilized the Turks and forced them to withdraw. Then we spent several years to take back everything that had been lost.

(End of this chapter)