System Blessing: The Young Master of the Dong Family and Diao Chan's Fate

Dong Zhuo spoke slowly, interrupting what Dong Yu was about to say.

He had heard of that palace.

His grandson Dong Ying never kept any secrets from him.

He knew he could survive, but he didn't want to continue living like this.

"As a father, I've lived enough of my life, both right and wrong."

"Man lives... to suffer."

Dong Zhuo's lips curled up slightly.

He felt that his life was worth living.

I have experienced bitterness, sweetness, glory and even imprisonment.

I have loved, hated, killed bandits, and been a bandit.

"Father..."

"grandfather..."

Dong Yu and Dong Ying stood at the head of the bed, tears in their eyes.

"Grandson...Grandpa is leaving...Whenever you miss him...Just go to his grave and offer him a few glasses of strong liquor, strong ones..."

Dong Zhuo tilted his head and glanced at his grandson who was already married.

If there is one regret, it is that I didn't get to see my great-grandson.

Other than that, he seemed to have no regrets in his life.

From the moment his mother died, Dong Zhuo's only concerns were his son, grandson, granddaughter and those old friends who had fought with him.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, I'm here."

"grandfather!!"

Dong Bai, who was already married and had two children, knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

"Don't cry..."

"Don't cry..."

"Mother...mother...is that you?"

"Dad...you're here too..."

"And... and you..."

Suddenly, Dong Zhuo seemed to see his mother, who had been dead for many years but had turned into a younger appearance, coming towards him.

Afterwards, his father also slowly appeared, until the last Qiang woman appeared, which made Dong Zhuo's eyes light up slightly.

It is said that when a person dies, he or she will see the person he or she most wanted to see in life.

This Qiang woman was obviously Dong Zhuo's first wife. She had a hot temper and was quite similar to Dong Zhuo's. She was the daughter of a powerful Qiang man and the beginning of Dong Zhuo's career.

Unfortunately, this woman was unable to give birth to a child for Dong Zhuo and died of illness.

"Zhongying, it's time to go."

The woman looked at Dong Zhuo, who was exhausted, and waved with a smile.

The crying of my children and grandchildren seemed to be much quieter in my ears.

Dong Zhuo raised his arm slightly and then dropped it heavily. He looked back at his son and grandchildren, smiled and left arm in arm with his wife.

After Dong Zhuo died of illness, Dong Yu stopped attending court for three days.

He was posthumously named Emperor Daqian Taizu Wu.

The death of Dong Zhuo caused the Xiliang army to mourn and cry bitterly, and many veteran generals and soldiers in Beijing even took sick leave.

And the death of Dong Zhuo seemed to be the beginning of the decline of the ancients.

Seven days later, 77-year-old Cai Yong died of illness at home.

Following closely behind was Tian Jing, the famous "Matchmaker" in Beijing, who died of illness at home at the age of seventy-three.

"Old friends are falling like leaves in autumn."

Dong Yu looked at the withered and falling leaves outside the window and couldn't help but sigh.

"Father..."

"Everyone will die one day, so don't grieve too much."

Dong Ying looked at her father who was obviously much more depressed and couldn't help but speak with concern.

"call."

“No one wants to live.”

Dong Yu sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Everyone says that immortality is good, but for those who want it, it may also be a different kind of torture.

After all, their relatives and lovers have all grown old and died, and they are left alone in the world, feeling extremely lonely.

"Father, if one day comes, I will not..."

Dong Ying glanced at her father and said with her head down.

"In a few days, your father plans to pass the throne to you."

"I've done enough for your father in the past ten years. I've been apart from your mother for so long, it's best for you to go and meet her sooner rather than later."

"I've done everything I can for you. If Daqian's existence ever holds people back, don't let future generations obsess over it."

Dong Yu pointed to a pile of manuscripts on the desk in the imperial study.

Those are the assets he left to Dong Ying and Daqian.

It contained all the knowledge of the afterlife that he could remember.

This includes a lot of knowledge and theories in physics and chemistry.

If these can really be passed down, there will always be someone who can help China enter the industrial age one step ahead of others.

Compared to going from zero to one, going from one to ten thousand is obviously easier.

"Father."

"Kid, remember this."

Dong Ying nodded.

...

imperial study room

Xu Rong, Zhang Xiu, Zhao Yun, Zhang Liao, Dian Wei, Xu Chu, and even Guo Jia were present.

Seeing that the oldest Xu Rong had already grown white hair, Dong Yu couldn't help but sigh at how fast time flies.

"I intend to abdicate tomorrow and hand over the throne to the Crown Prince."

Dong Yu looked at everyone and spoke.

"Your Majesty, you are in your prime, why are you retiring like this?"

Xu Rong asked with some confusion.

"Being an emperor is too tiring, and there is less freedom."

"After I abdicate, I will go out and wander around."

Dong Yu said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, if you need a bodyguard, I can provide it."

Dian Wei smiled and scratched his head.

"I didn't ask you to come here to serve as bodyguards or anything like that."

"I have a place where you can live a long life. Do you want to go?"

Dong Yu glanced at everyone with some anticipation.

"Please forgive my rudeness... I think growing old with my wife and having many children and grandchildren is actually quite happy."

Zhao Yun lowered his head and politely rejected Dong Yu's proposal.

"Your Majesty, living too long is actually a form of torture."

"I am very open-minded. As long as I can live past sixty, I will be content."

Guo Jia stroked his beard and smiled.

"Same for us."

Xu Rong, Zhang Xiu and others lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Life is tiring enough, they don’t want to be tired anymore.

"I...I don't want to either."

Xu Chu lowered his head apologetically.

"None of you are willing to accompany me?"

Dong Yu looked at everyone with some sadness.

"Look here, you bunch of ungrateful wolves, Your Majesty, I...I am willing."

Dian Wei saw that everyone was like this and immediately spoke.

"In the end, evil is still kind enough."

Dong Yu looked at Dian Wei with joy.

"Uh... I didn't volunteer, I was just worried that Your Majesty would be alone and there wouldn't even be anyone to talk to."

Dian Wei was silent for a while, then lowered his head and said.

"Ha...hahahaha, Your Majesty, I think I can do it too."

Guo Jia suddenly laughed and spoke loudly.