The medicine ink is actually closer to the medicine instead of ink, and Xiaofugua wonders whether it was used by Huangma Fa himself.

Kangxi said: "This kind of ink you use by Ama."

Xiaofugua suddenly felt that cold hair was erected. He looked at Kangxi, as if he didn't understand.

Kangxi didn't say anymore.

The patience of the ancestors and grandchildren was superb. After a long time, Kangxi closed his eyes and seemed to die, and seemed to fall asleep again. He suddenly asked, "What should I do?"

Xiaofugua answered sinking, Kangxi seemed to be asleep after asking, there was no sound, and it seemed to be dead, but Xiaofugua had always been very patient with the most smooth voice, and talked about himself in a well -organized manner.

The concept.

Grandpa Kangxi waited for him to finish saying, and asked again, "What about Mongolia?"

Xiaofugua continues to answer.

Kangxi's body is almost unable to recognize his wife's son, and his breathing is light and almost nothing, but the problem of a few words he throws has always been so sharp. No one knows.

It will die when it is.

As long as he has a shallow breath, Daqing is still his master.

Xiaofugua is to rest assured that the other party is assured, so that Kangxi believes that he will lead Daqing to a prosperous era, and believe that he will be kind to the person he loves Kangxi a relatively tolerant living environment. I believe

Daqing can continue for another five hundred years. I believe he is the best choice for Kangxi's master ... I can leave without concern.

However, when facing such a dead end, Xiaofugua couldn't help but uncomfortable.

Because, no matter how complicated the grandparents are, Huangma Fa loves him, and without the teachings of Huang Ama, there is no him today.

What Kangxi heard it, he ended his endless end, as if he could ask questions at the end of the world, and asked hesitant, "Are you crying?"

Xiaofugua didn't make a sound, but the big tears rolled down.

"If you return to Huangma, Hongli is uncomfortable."

"Don't be uncomfortable, people will die in the end.

Kangxi said, as if she closed her eyes and slept.

There are words and eunuchs on the side, and they are all recording the answer with their ears.

Coupled with the dark guard, there are at least twenty people in this room.

Xiaofugua knelt down, and he found that Kangxi's breathing became very light and light, as light as almost nothing.

At this time, if he shouted loudly, or he could still let Huang Ma Fa return, say a few more words.

But Xiaofugua is quiet, that is, to resist temperament.

For a long time, I felt that Kangxi had fallen asleep to Xiaofugua, and Kangxi said another sentence, as if sighing, as if it was the ultimate pride of the Emperor Emperor: "I am Kangxi!"

The short four words are his last last words.

He is Kangxi!

Emperor Kangxi!

His life, successful, commented on his own descendants.

Anyone was arched with the pinnacle of power. The small disadvantages of his personality were seduced by the people below. There are many shortcomings of Kangxi, but it cannot be denied that he is a good emperor.

Of course, in that era, the requirements were not too high, and those who could make the people full of food were the good emperor.

"Emperor Ma Fa ..." The teenage emotional shouting could not call back Kangxi's soul.
Chapter completed!