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Chapter 24 Changed the world
The long night has passed, and the sun still rises.

The sun is shining everywhere, and everywhere is repeating the blazing heat when the midsummer opened in previous years, but, the world has changed.

Imperial Palace, Qianqing Palace.

Nine candles were inserted on the copper coiled dragon that was as tall as a person, and candle tears hung down along the coiled dragon. Obviously, in this imperial palace, it was another sleepless night where the candles could not be extinguished.

A few broken peach blossoms were placed in the corner, and no one had replaced them for several days.

Prince Sima Zhen sat on a large soft chair.

What happened in the past few days was like a huge torrent, washing away the arrogance and calmness that Sima Zhen had cultivated for many years, and changed his appearance.But within a few days, on this still young and handsome face, those noble and bright eyes have become quiet and deep.

Sima Zhen put one hand on the armrest and asked calmly, "Zombie?"

Axia knelt on the ground with a gloomy face: "Yes! Your Highness. We have found the remaining ancient books and also found the records of zombies."

Sima Zhen's expression was like flipping through a memorial in the past: "Bring it here."

"Yes!" Axia held up a dilapidated and yellowed old book.

Half of the pages of the book were torn, and the rest of the pages were missing beginnings and ends, and the handwriting was blurred.At this moment, the book was held in his hands with great care, and he turned to a page where only a few numbers remained.

Sima Zhen took the ancient book, read the few clear handwriting over and over again, and then handed the ancient book to the second prince Sima Xie who was standing behind him.

Sima Zhen stood up, pacing with his hands behind his back, without changing his expression: "The zombies, I don't know when they will appear, how many they are, and how powerful they are in combat. They can infect others, but I don't know how many ways they can spread. Zombies don't feel pain. Walking dead, the only way to attack is to hit the head."

The second prince, Sima Xie, was already anxious as if he was on fire. He looked at Sima Zhen and said, "My Royal Highness! Now the father is seriously ill, and the third brother has not arrived in the palace for some reason. This world, this world is like this! The situation, and, what kind of zombies are these? I think, this is the evil spirits in this world, hell on earth! My highness, how can you be so calm? Don't you panic?"

Sima Zhen turned around, looked at the second prince Sima Xie steadily, and said slowly: "You can't be chaotic, you can't be hasty."

The second prince, Sima Xie, breathed a sigh of relief, wanting to say something, but looking at Sima Zhen's serious and calm eyes, he just sighed heavily.

Sima Zhen said: "Go and see Father Emperor first."

Sima Xie nodded.

On that day of the Spring Festival, the sky changed drastically, and it rained heavily red.

At the time of the Spring Festival, countless officials fell directly under the altar, dying.

The Spring Festival came to an abrupt end, and Emperor Sima Zhi hurried back to the palace with Prince Sima Zhen and Second Prince Sima Xie.

On the way, countless maids, eunuchs, and officials also fell down one by one. Emperor Sima Zhi looked at the streets of Huangcheng, the bodies of countless people lying on the street, and his complexion was not very good. After he returned to the palace, Sima Zhi Before Zhi could speak, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell down.

Emperor Sima Zhi vomited blood and fell into a coma. Everything in the palace was controlled by Prince Sima Zhen.

Prince Sima Zhen ordered warriors to be summoned, strictly control the capital, close the gates of the palace, and then carry all the maids, eunuchs, doctors, royal cooks and others who had the "epidemic" to the cold palace and send a team of guards and a team of doctors to take care of them.

The guards in the palace are all warriors with cultivation levels above the lower human level.

Therefore, when the zombies broke out last night, only a few guards and a team of doctors were lost in the cold palace, and there were no other casualties.

After all the zombies were locked up in the cold palace, the palace quickly returned to calm.

Within the high city walls, the entire palace was still in order. Except for the absence of some maids and eunuchs, everything seemed to be the same as usual.

The only difference was that in the cold palace, the roaring sound of "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" made everyone in the palace tense up their nerves and their hearts fluttered.

Sima Zhen and Sima Xie walked to the inner palace of Qianqing Palace. Emperor Sima Zhi was lying here for the third day.

Sima Zhen and Sima Xie knelt in front of the dragon bed, looked at the emperor lying there, and fell silent for a moment.

The emperor Sima Zhi three days ago was still an emperor in his prime, but in just three days, Sima Zhi's face was not only wrinkled and freckles appeared frequently, but the black hair on his head was more than half white.

The second founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who has always been in full swing and turned upside down, has shown his old age.

"Royal Father." Sima Zhen called out with a complicated tone.

Sima Xie had a lump in his throat, his eyes were red, and he shouted: "Father, father, why don't you wake up? This world, this world..." Sima Xie couldn't continue, lowered his head, and almost cried.

Sima Zhen stood up and pulled Sima Xie up as well.

Pulling Sima Xie to sit aside, Sima Zhen turned his head and asked the doctor kneeling beside him: "How is it? How is your father?"

Hearing Sima Zhen's question, Sima Xie wiped the corners of his eyes, turned to look at the doctor, and unconsciously threatened the doctor with his eyes.

The doctor lowered his head, and said softly: "Reporting to His Royal Highness, Second Prince, His Majesty was in a hurry, causing old injuries to break out. In addition, His Majesty has worked so hard on government affairs for these years that he could not recover for a moment. Now, the situation is very bad."

"What does it mean that it's bad?!" Sima Xie stood up and said loudly: "The higher the martial arts, the longer the life span. My father's martial arts are so powerful that they are not comparable to ordinary people. How could it be possible that if you are anxious, you will be very bad?! Three days ago, three days ago, my father was always in good health, how could it happen so suddenly that something bad happened?!"

The doctor lowered his head a little more, and sighed: "Your Majesty fought for many years when he was young, and suffered several serious injuries. If it was just one or two serious injuries, he should take good care of him. With the physical fitness of a warrior, there is naturally no problem. But Your Majesty has suffered countless injuries. Second, there is no time for self-cultivation. His Majesty has been diligent in government affairs every day these years, and in recent years, His Majesty's old wounds have exploded, but because of his martial arts, he can't see it."

The doctor said eloquently: "A few months ago, His Majesty noticed some discomfort in his body and asked me to check it out. If His Majesty can take good care of himself, he may not be as healthy as ordinary people. But once His Majesty uses force, or his mood changes too much, or he is tired Duodu..." At this point, the doctor shook his head: "The deterioration of the internal organs is beyond the ability of doctors."

"How could it be? How could it be?! Three days ago, Emperor Father was clearly fine..." Sima Xie's face turned pale. Hearing what the doctor said, the emperor could not be healed. Only by cultivating can one have a life span like an ordinary person.

Sima Zhen sat silently on the chair.

Sima Zhen now understood why his father asked him to worship first on the day of the Spring Festival.It turned out that his father had long known that he was in poor health, and he really wanted to pass the throne to him.

Just a few days ago, Sima Zhen knelt in Qianqing Palace and begged his father to marry Li Jingshu, the daughter of Wai Lang, a member of the Ministry of Industry.

Sima Zhen still remembered that at that time, his father patted him on the shoulder, teasing him for his rare attraction to others, and for doing a rare thing out of the ordinary, to ask to marry a failed show girl.

There seems to be an intimate relationship between father and son.The sound of his father's laughter seemed to still be in his ears.

Thinking of his father standing next to him, laughing at him for asking for an imperial edict for an unknown little girl, just like an ordinary intimate conversation between father and son, Sima Zhen's heart sank, and he turned to look at his hair The half-white father, his heart sank again.

Sima Zhen said in a deep voice: "How long will it take for my father to wake up?"

The doctor bowed his head and sighed, "It's hard to say."

"It's hard to say?" Hearing this answer, Sima Xie was furious instantly. He rushed forward, grabbed the doctor, and lifted him up: "It's hard to say? As a doctor, I can't treat my father well, but he said something like this, Are you courting death?!"

The doctor, who was nearly forty years old, was not as tall as the second prince. He was lifted up and his legs struggled involuntarily and kicked a few times.

"Enough!" Sima Zhen frowned, "Let him down."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince——" Sima Xie turned to look at Sima Zhen: "This man——"

"This Gong said! Enough!" Sima Zhen raised his eyes and looked at Sima Xie: "Don't disturb the father's self-cultivation."

As soon as Sima Xie loosened his grip, his whole body seemed to be deflated, with a look of complete defeat.

The doctor fell to the ground and knelt down again.

Sima Zhen said: "Take good care of the father, and don't make any mistakes."

"Yes!" said the doctor.

Sima Zhen shook his head at Sima Xie: "Come out with me."

Sima Xie glanced at the emperor and followed Sima Zhen out of the inner room in frustration.

The two hadn't walked out of the palace gate when they saw a guard rushing in.

Seeing this situation, the two of them stopped leaving. Sima Xie lowered his head in annoyance and crushed the smooth floor with his right foot.

When the guard saw the two of them, he immediately knelt down, held up a memorial with both hands, and said quickly, "Your Highness, Kongzhou hastened eight hundred miles. The governor of Kongzhou, Jiang Nong, used the name of 'the emperor is not benevolent, and the sky sends red rain as punishment'" , raised troops to rebel, mobilized troops to besiege the city, and proclaimed himself king."

Sima Xie was shocked: "What?!"

Sima Zhen took the memorial, looked at it a few times, and said lightly: "Got it."

Sima Xie turned his head, the guard looked up, and both of them looked at the calm prince in disbelief.

Before Sima Xie could say anything, another guard rushed into the gate of the palace with a memorial in his hand, knelt down and said, "His Royal Highness, hurry up in Luzhou [-] miles away. The zombies broke out in Luzhou last night, and the general couldn't control it. There is chaos in the city. Luzhou asks Beijing to dispatch a large army to support Luzhou."

Luzhou is the closest city to the capital.

Sima Zhen took the memorial, did not read it, but sighed.

Seeing another guard rushing in at the gate of the hall, Sima Xie jumped up: "What's the matter?!"

The guard's face was pale, he knelt heavily on the ground, kowtowed several times, and then raised his head and said, "I would like to report to your two highnesses, the third highness, he was unfortunately injured by the guards, and now, he is already a zombie... …”

Sima Zhen and Sima Xie were shocked and exclaimed in unison: "What?!"

Behind the two of them, the emperor Sima Zhi's crumbling voice came from the dragon bed: "Little San..."

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