Chapter 385 Looking Back, a Hundred Years Have Passed
He took several hard, rapid breaths before he could muster the strength to continue lobbying his father.
"Dad, didn't you always believe that everyone is mortal since ancient times, so why should you be afraid of death?
As long as we maintain our loyalty today, the Emperor and Empress will redress the injustice done to my father and son one day! If you insist on doing so, you will truly drag our entire Ji family into eternal damnation!
Dad, wake up, Dad!"
"No, Dad isn't afraid of death. What I'm afraid of is that if this gets out, Dad will be on the most shameful page in history books, and his infamy will last forever!"
Prime Minister Ji shook his head, raised his left hand and touched his tearful son with heartache. His voice was bitter but also filled with a desperate madness.
"I, Ji, have spent half my life scheming and pursuing nothing more than gaining fame during my lifetime and after my death.
Even if future generations call me a hero, it would be considered as an acknowledgement of my merits and demerits. But I absolutely cannot let future generations call me Ji Xun a traitor!
Absolutely not! "
"You are deceiving yourself and others. Aren't you doing the very act of treason and betrayal?"
“This is different!
The dirty deeds that were covered up were as if they had never happened, and on the surface, they still looked bright and glorious, admired by all. History books are always written by the victors, the victors are the kings and the losers are the bandits!
If I bet on the right thing, everything will be different. Minzhi, can you please understand your father?"
A tear rolled down from Prime Minister Ji's eyes and hit the handle of the dagger that was embedded in Ji Minzhi's chest, so hot that it was heartbreaking.
It really hurts, my chest hurts so much...
Ji Minzhi had never thought that one day he would die at the hands of his own father.
Mingming was once held in his arms by his father and taught him how to copy calligraphy when he was a child. Mingming was often so angry that he jumped up and down and said he wanted to beat himself to death, but he never had the heart to actually do it.
Now, he has taken my life with his own hands.
"Ji Xun..."
Ji Minzhi fiercely grabbed the hand holding the dagger and thrust it into his chest without hesitation. The last glimmer of life in his eyes made his words clear, like a curse.
Ji Xun... is a traitor... a villain...! "
After stubbornly uttering the last word, he reluctantly closed his eyes filled with pain and left the world obediently.
Prime Minister Ji trembled all over as he stretched out his violently shaking hands and carefully held his dead, stupid son into his arms.
"Don't be afraid, Wei. It's getting dark. Go to bed quickly. Daddy is here, Daddy is here..."
His voice was gentle, as if he was coaxing Ji Minzhi when he was a child.
Ji Xun really regretted that he shouldn't have listened to Li Changhuai's nonsense about giving his son a cheap name so that he would be easier to raise.
Wei means donkey.
If he hadn't given his second child this name, this child wouldn't have been like a stubborn donkey and couldn't adapt!
He regrets it.
Leng Yi raised his eyes and took a closer look at the dagger that was completely inserted into the chest. Based on his experience of killing countless people, he could of course conclude that if the dagger was inserted into the heart, there would be no possibility of survival.
So he nodded coldly to Ji Yunzhi, turned around and left in a cool and neat manner.
Ji Yunzhi looked at the old man in agony, with jealousy and joy in his eyes.
I have known for a long time that this old man’s most beloved son is not Ji Yunzhi, but Ji Minzhi!
"Hahahahahaha, now that you have killed your most beloved son with your own hands, does this feeling leave you with an unforgettable memory?
It hurts, right?
When you ruthlessly drove me out of the capital, I was in pain ten or a hundred times more than you are now!
Where are we now?
Just wait, there will be more pain waiting for you in the future, you owe me this!"
"Get out of here, get out!"
When Ji Xun raised his eyes and looked at Ji Yunzhi, there was clearly a strong murderous intent in his eyes, which made Ji Yunzhi laugh perversely again.
"Why do you hate me? It was you who killed Ji Minzhi, and now you are being so hypocritical and acting like you're mourning the loss of your son. Who are you trying to show off to?
Ji Minzhi's soul hasn't left yet. Do you think he will be so angry that he will want to strangle you to death when he sees your disgusting look now?
My dear second brother, when you wake up in your dreams at midnight, you must remember to come back and avenge your death! Hahahahaha..."
After saying these words that made him happy, he turned around with brisk steps and walked out with the baby-faced guard. Leaving behind the hatred and pained Prime Minister Ji, he was alone in the study, crying bitterly while holding his dead son.
Boss Yu, who was seriously injured outside the courtyard, dragged his scarred body and struggled to move in. The burly man, over eight feet tall, couldn't stop crying when he saw the second young master, whom he had protected since childhood, lose his life so innocently.
"How should we explain the Second Young Master's death to the public? He was alive and well today, attending a banquet at the palace, and suddenly died after returning. How could the Emperor and Empress not be suspicious?"
As Ji Xun's absolute confidant, he must always consider his master. Ji Xun paused for a moment before raising his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes and gave the order in a hoarse voice.
"There are many astute people in the court. The news of the second brother's death cannot be spread for the time being, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."
"The second young master's..."
Boss Yu couldn't bear to say the word "corpse", so he just pointed at Ji Minzhi's gradually cooling body and asked in a choked voice.
"What should we do, Second Young Master?"
"Let's cover this up first!"
Ji Xun gave his confidant instructions with a firm look in his eyes.
"Spread the word to the public that the Prime Minister's residence was attacked tonight and that the Second Young Master was injured and needs to stay in bed to recuperate. He will not go out for the time being and will not receive any visitors.
Also, have someone go to the Sun family and invite Old Man Sun to come over to make a formality, so that everyone knows that Minzhi is seriously injured and is in critical condition. Go quickly!
"yes!"
Boss Yu never had the habit of questioning his master's orders, so he dragged his wounded body to carry out his master's orders. His back, limping out and disappearing into the darkness, made Leng Yi, who had cautiously returned and was hiding on the roof, narrow his eyes in satisfaction.
"Minzhi, my son..."
Finally, in the study room where no outsiders were present, the grief-stricken voice of Prime Minister Ji was heard.
"Dad will definitely not let them go! Ji Yunzhi and that Leng Yi, the Dali Kingdom, right? Dad will not let them go! Just wait, wait for Dad to avenge you..."
Oh, it’s really hypocritical!
It was clearly you who killed your son, so who are you looking for revenge on now?
No wonder Ji Yunzhi is so hypocritical and insidious, all his emotions are learned from his biological father, Prime Minister Ji!
Leng Yi snorted lightly, stood up, tapped his feet a few times, and stepped on the flying eaves and tiles. His figure was like a ghost, and after a few leaps, he disappeared into the vast night.
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