When Zhu Di led his troops back safely, Zhu Yuanzhang's high-spirited heart finally relaxed.

With this excellent son here, he can finally be free.

He can finally go to see his wife whom he has not seen for many years with peace of mind.

That queen with big feet has been waiting for him for decades.

I haven’t seen him for decades, and that kind figure appears and disappears in countless nightmares.

Disappear and reappear.

He really misses him.

Miss her kindness.

I miss her gentleness even more.

There are also those heroes who were killed by him, he misses them too.

They didn't deserve to die, but they had to die.

For the sake of imperial power, you must die.

You who are under the influence of Jiuquan should understand that I have some difficulties that I have to do.

I hope you won't blame me.

Only by killing you can the country we have conquered be peaceful.

Only by getting rid of you can the Zhu family's national lineage continue to be passed down.

Don't blame me.

Don't hate me either.

Killing you is also inserting a knife into my heart, and my heart is bleeding.

As brothers and comrades-in-arms, I believe you can understand.

It's fine now.

You are all dead.

My country is already at peace.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end.

It's time for me to be repaid for the evil I have done.

Don't worry,

Now is the time to meet you.

Zhu Yuanzhang, lying on the hospital bed, felt more tired than ever before.

After fighting all his life, he never dared to relax for a day.

Even after the founding of the People's Republic of China, he never felt tired from fighting with officials and meritorious officials.

But when at a certain moment, the original benefactor suddenly passed away by himself, he suddenly felt that his body was no longer what it used to be.

He still clearly remembered that it was three years ago, in the eighth month of the lunar calendar in the twenty-eighth year of Hongwu (1395).

An old friend who voluntarily gave up military power and was the only one who was saved suddenly fell ill and could not afford to be ill.

His name is Tang He.

When Zhu Yuanzhang, who as the emperor had achieved monopoly of power, heard the news, he was first shocked and then surprised.

In his thinking structure, he, the only old friend he has not killed, has always been strong and healthy. According to his physical condition, he should walk behind him no matter what.

Accompany yourself throughout the journey.

But when he actually came to this old friend, looking at that weathered and fragile face, he suddenly felt that death had come to him unknowingly.

Looking at this old man with a droopy head and drooling water, it is clear that he is still the heroic figure who once made his enemies fearful.

The heroic and extraordinary general of the past is no longer what he once was.

Death's scythe has cut countless wounds on his body, constantly draining the little life from his blood flow.

Seeing the emperor, seeing His Majesty, seeing this overlord who was in danger in front of him and did not dare to offend him in any way, Tang He, who was already ill and could not get up, tried to get up and salute again.

But he found that all his efforts and struggles resulted in drool, sweat, and tears. He was so weak that he almost couldn't catch his breath.

In that almost life-and-death situation, even Zhu Yuanzhang, who had killed many people and thought he was ruthless, couldn't help but burst into tears.

Tears streaming down my face.

He knew that this old friend in front of him had reached the end of his life. If he hadn't wanted to see him for the last time, he would have gone to hell long ago.

On that afternoon when life and death were separated, as an emperor who was busy with government affairs all day long, he was surprisingly quiet.

He didn't do anything.

Sitting next to my old friend, holding on to his cold and trembling arm, I kept talking to myself about the past.

Ever since we were young, we started working together, peeing on the kang together, hunting birds together, and fighting wars together.

He talked about the humiliation and the unbearable past when his parents died when he was a monk.

He also talked about how all the brothers who grew up together carried guns together, with their heads on their crotches, killing the enemy together, and creating glorious moments of life and death together.

How glorious we were at that time.

At that time, we were truly powerful.

We are not afraid of life and death,

We are not afraid of swords and guns.

Fight together,

Go to the battlefield together.

We were so young and strong at that time, like javelins.

Things change;

Life and death are impermanent.

Former old friends, they died, they killed.

The team that originally numbered dozens to hundreds of people has now moved away from us.

only you,

Tanghe,

Still with me.

Accompany me through this little remaining life.

But what about now?

Are you also going to leave me?

Can you wait for me.

Waiting for me to finish the last thing at hand.

After we finished, we both went to hell together.

When the time comes, we two brothers can still be companions.

When we get to the King of Hell, if that guy makes us brothers unhappy, we can also fight with him.

Not to be alone.

Tang He lay on the bed, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, and his mouth kept moving as if he wanted to say something, but his hoarse voice could no longer speak.

Moist tears kept leaking from the corners of his vicissitudes of life.

With heavy eyes, he wanted to take a closer look at this old friend, but the scimitar of death had already been lifted and dropped at the last moment of his life.

He never said a word until his death.

At this moment, the pain of a moment seems to spread forever.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat in front of the window for a long time, suffering like a torn inner struggle.

He was fearless, and at this moment he even lost the courage to look at his old friend for the last time.

The vow I once made, not to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but to die in the same year, the same month and the same day, has been completely nullified at this moment.

At this moment, I became a real widower.

My loneliness will last forever.

My loneliness will last forever.

After seeing off this old friend, Zhu Yuanzhang was completely relieved.

With the death of Tang He, all the first and new generations of heroes have been eradicated.
To be continued...