"What? The king vomited blood and fainted?"

When Han Wu, the Marquis of Li, learned the bad news that Han Wangran had vomited blood and fainted, he was so shocked that he couldn't care about the things at hand, so he immediately went to the palace to check on Han Wangran's condition.

When they arrived at the palace where Han Wangran was resting, Li Hou Han Wu saw Han Wangran lying unconscious on the couch. Next to him, the queen, or Queen Mother Zhou, was lying beside the couch and weeping secretly.

"well……"

The old palace doctor who was diagnosing Han Wangran's illness sighed, and after taking the latter's pulse, he put Han Wangran's hand back into the quilt.

Seeing this, Li Hou Han Wu stepped forward and asked urgently: "Old Gou, I wonder what the king's situation is like?"

The old palace doctor surnamed Gou turned around and saw Li Hou Han Wu, his expression darkened, and he shook his head slightly.

"How could..."

Li Hou Han Wu turned pale and turned his head in disbelief to look at Han Wangran who was lying unconscious on the couch.

He couldn't accept it, considering that his adopted brother Han Ran was only in his thirties now!

He grabbed the old palace doctor's shoulder and said excitedly: "Gou Lao, you must have a way, right?" After saying that, he saw a look of embarrassment on the old palace doctor's face, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He said harshly: "No matter what, you must cure the king's illness for me, otherwise... I will ask more than a dozen members of your family to bury him with him!"

It has to be said that Li Hou Han Wu was not the type to threaten people with such things, let alone threatening a diligent old palace doctor. It can only be said that Han Wangran's sudden vomiting of blood and fainting caused him to be in a state of chaos.

The old palace doctor surnamed Gou obviously also understood the character of Han Wu, Marquis Li, and said with a bitter look: "Don't worry, Marquis Li, I will do my best... However, the king's illness is mostly heart disease, and today he is also very angry. Attacking the heart, I'm afraid...it may not be cured by medicine or stone."

"How could..."

Li Hou Han Wu couldn't help but tremble as he grabbed the old palace doctor's shoulder. Immediately, he raised his head and asked in shock: "What's so angry about it?"

After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at Wei Qing Ma Kuo, who was standing aside with a silent expression.

The latter noticed Li Hou Han Wu's eyes and whispered: "Your Majesty... he was angry after learning that Jin Port was attacked by the Wei army..."

"It's you?!" Han Wu, the Marquis of Li, was furious when he heard this. He rushed a few steps forward, grabbed Ma Kuo's lapel, and angrily scolded: "I specially sent someone to tell you to block the news... You all What did you do?!"

Wei Qing Ma Kuo had a bitter look on his face and didn't know how to explain it. But at this moment, he heard Han Wangran's feeble voice coming from the couch: "Don't blame Ma Kuo, it's me... I was the one who forced him... cough cough……"

"King?"

"King?"

Seeing Han Wangran slowly wake up, everyone in the palace was surprised and happy, and Li Hou Han Wu immediately put down Ma Kuo, rushed to the couch in a few steps, looked at his sworn brother on the couch and asked eagerly: "But, how do you feel? ?”

Han Wangran smiled bitterly, and with the help of his sworn brother Lihou Han Wu, he struggled to sit up and lay on the bed leaning on the backrest.

Just changing his position made him panting from exhaustion. It was not difficult to guess how weak he was at this moment.

"Brother, was Jinggang...really attacked by the Wei army?" Han Wangran asked softly.

Lihou Han Wu hesitated for a moment, but looking at Han Wangran's eyes, he finally nodded, lowered his voice, and said cautiously: "I sent Han Hou to go to Tianjin and Hong Kong to see it in person. Just now Han Hou sent someone to report back and said Yes... Jingang has indeed fallen into the hands of the Wei army."

After saying that, he looked at Han Wangran nervously, fearing that the latter would cause something again because of this bad news.

But to Han Wu's surprise, Han Wangran just let out a long sigh.

Then, after being silent for a few breaths, he said with a bit of self-deprecation and a bit of a wry smile: "Even if I bet on the fate of Korea, I still failed to defeat Zhao Run... I lost. .The "Wu'an-Baren-Julu Defense Line" that Korea spent more than two years building was easily bypassed by Wei... That guy deliberately stationed hundreds of thousands of troops on the Wei-Korean border. Wei Jun asked us to think that he would send troops from the direction of Handan Army and Julu County, but unexpectedly, he ordered people to go around Beihai and attack our country's weak rear..."

"Yes."

Seeing his brother Han Wangran's frustrated face, Li Hou Han Wu quickly comforted him: "I, Han, have not lost yet!...According to Han Hou sent someone to report, Wei's warships have huge hulls, but our Jishui river is narrow, and Wei's ships cannot You cannot sail at will. Although we in Jicheng currently only have a few thousand troops, there are still tens of thousands of citizens in the city. As long as we call on the people to stick to the city, we will be able to hold on until reinforcements arrive... There are still Le Yi, Sima Shang, and Xu Li on the front line. , the hundreds of thousands of elite troops of Jin Fu, Yan Kui and others, even if we lose Handan and Julu, we still have Shanggu... In addition, as far as I know, Chu State declared war on Wei State a while ago and sent Hundreds of thousands of troops are attacking Wei. As long as we hold on, we will be able to hold on until the Wei army retreats..."

As he spoke, his voice stopped suddenly, because he saw that his adopted brother's eyes had lost much energy. Although he was still looking at him with a smile, this smile seemed to have lifted a huge weight off his body. A smile that feels like a burden.

As if he realized something, Li Hou Han Wu suddenly said angrily: "Cheer up! ... You are the monarch of my country, do you understand?!" After saying that, he grabbed him under the astonished eyes of everyone in the palace. Han Wangran shouted from his clothes: "This country needs you! Are you going to back down at this time?!"

"Lihou, Lihou..."

"Lihou, what are you doing?"

"Lihou, please stop quickly."

Everyone in the palace hurriedly came to dissuade him, but they saw King Han wave his hands feebly. Then he looked at Lihou Han Wu with a helpless smile: "I understand, I understand, what you said, brother-in-law. , I understand, but...but I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long..."

"you……"

Lihou Han Wu's face turned red at first, as if he was extremely angry, but then, when he saw Han Wangran's bloodless and skinny face, he suddenly stopped talking.

Although Han Wangran did not say it explicitly, Han Wu felt that this younger brother was already very tired.

Since he regained the royal power ten years ago, Han Ran has been working hard for the country and doing his best for the country. He has been thinking about national affairs day and night, just like the King of Han.

Recalling his father, King Han Jian, and looking at his adopted brother Han Ran, who was lying on the bed at the moment, Lihou Han Wu's heart seemed to be tightened.

After a long time, Han Wu took a long breath and said in a strange voice: "You... take a good rest and leave the state affairs to me. Don't worry about it anymore."

"...Are you worried about this anymore?"

Han Wangran smiled inexplicably, and after taking a deep look at the step-brother he had known since childhood, he solemnly said: "Please, step-brother."

"Um."

Li Hou Han Wu nodded and suddenly turned around and walked towards the exit.

When he reached the palace gate, he stopped involuntarily, turned his head and glanced at his adopted brother Han Wangran who was lying on the couch, and immediately clenched his fists involuntarily.

"Why, why? My father is like this, and Aran is like this. Why do wise monarchs often not live long?"

The emotional Marquis Hanwu left the palace as if running away.

At the same time, in the palace, Han Wangran ordered everyone in the palace: "Please step aside and let us be quiet... The queen and Ma Kuo stay."

"Yes." Everyone in the hall followed the instructions and exited the hall.

At this time, Ma Kuo was seen kneeling on one knee in front of the couch, and said with regret on his face: "Your Majesty, it's all my fault..."

"Didn't I say that I don't blame you? I forced you to do so." Han Wangran raised his hand to support you, then leaned his head on the backrest of the couch, looking at the pillars of the palace, and said quietly: "It's my fault. , just blame Zhao Run, as he said back then, he really didn't give me any chance; if you want to blame, blame me, I am not as good as Zhao Run in every way, so I am controlled by him in every way..."

"Your Majesty..." Ma Kuo felt extremely uncomfortable after hearing Han Wangran's words.

"Ma Kuo, get the pen and ink." Han Ran ordered.

Ma Kuo nodded, and immediately ordered someone to prepare a small case, move it to the bed, and immediately put paper and pen and ink on it.

I saw Han Ran cheering up, taking the brush and writing quickly on the paper.

After he finished writing, he blew on the paper. After the ink was dry, he folded it and put it into a wooden box held in Ma Kuo's hand. He immediately asked Ma Kuo to hand the wooden box to Queen Zhou. .

I saw Han Wangran pointing to the wooden box and saying to Zhou: "The letter in the box is written by me to Zhao Run, the king of Wei... If Wei suffers a setback this time, and I, Korea, will save it, you will burn it; if the country overthrows, you will So I sent this wooden box to the king of Wei... I have met Zhao Run. After reading the letter, he will not embarrass you mother and son again. Remember, remember."

This seemed to be a request before her death, which made Queen Zhou extremely sad. She held the wooden box and burst into tears. In the end, she even fainted from crying. For this reason, Ma Kuo quickly called the maids waiting outside the palace and called them Send the queen to the palace to rest.

After all the fuss, only Han Wangran and Wei Qing Ma Kuo were left in the palace.

Looking at Ma Kuo, Han Wangran said with a smile: "Last year, I planned to fake my death in order to gain money from the Wei Kingdom. I never thought that I would actually do it for real..."

"Your Majesty." Ma Kuo said unbearably: "As long as your Majesty rests peacefully, he will definitely recover soon..."

"You should stop lying to me. Don't you still know your body?"

He shook his head, leaned on the backrest of the couch, raised his head and stared at the pillars above his head. After a long time, he murmured: "I have heard that if someone is given a great responsibility from heaven, he must first work hard for his mind and body. Starving his skin, depleting his body, and messing up his actions, he moved his heart and forbearance to gain what he could not do... Back then, Han Hu and Han Geng stole the king's power, and his sworn brother also coveted the throne. I was struggling every step of the way. , I kept a low profile for more than ten years, and finally regained the royal power in one fell swoop... I always thought that this was God's test for me. Only by going through this ordeal can I encourage myself and work hard, but I never thought that all this was just me deceiving myself and others. That’s all… Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as rotten dogs. Perhaps in the eyes of heaven and earth, the world’s people are just like those abandoned rotten dogs. There is no level, nobility, honor or inferiority. Naturally, there is no such thing as “a great responsibility sent from heaven”…”

After that, he slowly closed his eyes, and the scene when Zhao Run and him first met appeared in his mind.

"...I thought that you and I were the only close friends in this world, but I never thought that you actually lied to me for ten years. You guy, are you so eager to kill me early? Huh!... That's all, let me call you. As you wish, you lazy and hateful guy..."

After an unknown amount of time, he felt that his confidant's body was gradually relaxing, as if he was gradually transcending the torture of illness.

Of course he understands what this means.

"...Being a wise monarch is really tiring both physically and mentally. If I had known, I would be like that lazy guy..."

He curled his lips and chuckled.

Immediately, his head lowered slightly.

After Ma Kuo saw no movement for a long time, he raised his head and looked at Han Wangran again, only to find that this wise monarch had no breath.

"The Great...King..."

Ma Kuo knelt on one knee in front of the bed where Han Wangran died, sobbing uncontrollably.

Half an hour later, Li Hou Han Wu received news from the palace that his sworn brother Han Wangran had passed away in the palace.

"Crack!"

I saw Han Wucao pick up a valuable jade toad on the table and smash it to the wall.

Immediately, I saw him kicking over the desk in front of him, picking up a flower garden next to the desk that was originally used to hold calligraphy and paintings, and violently swinging it towards the bookcase next to the wall.

Hearing a crackling sound from the study, the soldiers outside the study rushed in, only to find that Lihou Hanwu seemed to be going crazy, smashing everything in the study, and the soldiers were so frightened that they couldn't do anything. Don't dare to step forward.

It took a stick of incense to smash it until the originally magnificent study was smashed to the ground. Only then did Lihou Hanwu stop and sit on the bookcase that he pushed down. He held his head with both hands and inserted his fingers into his hair. Pulling hard on the hair.

"Li, Lihou..."

The soldiers did not dare to come forward and only dared to call softly at the door of the study.

But what he got in exchange was Li Hou Han Wu's staring red eyes and his roar like a wild beast: "Get out! Get out of here!"

The soldiers immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.

On June 17, the second year of Wei Zhaowu, the Korean monarch Han Ran passed away at the age of thirty-seven.

After King Jian of Han, another wise monarch in South Korea died young.
To be continued...