When Gu Wei’s death was heard, Gu Chen was deeply saddened.
Perhaps it was due to the difference in era.
The Gu Clan’s descendants of this generation were much more closely connected compared to before.
Each of them carried too much on their shoulders.
The expectations of the people;
The wishes of their ancestors.
This made the Gu Clan’s descendants of this generation deeply connected, how could Gu Chen not be heartbroken?
However, he did not leave Youzhou to return to Luoyang.
Gu Wei was right.
For this generation of Gu Clan descendants, being able to fulfill Gu Xi’s old wishes was already a great fortune in life.
Ti does not stop for anyone.
The person has passed away, no matter how heartbroken one may feel, everyone can only continue the deceased’s aspirations and move forward.
Having stationed troops in Youzhou for several years, Gu Chen now fully realized the strength of the Foreign Race.
This strength even surpassed his previous expectations.
This is one of the main reasons why Gu Chen chose to station himself in Youzhou.
The Foreign Race has now fully felt the terror of Gu Chen, and as ti passes, it has gradually settled sowhat.
But Gu Chen did not beco complacent.
He could be sure.
This intimidation would completely collapse after his passing.
The struggle between the Great Han and the Foreign Race will never end so easily; it can only be completely resolved through a battle that shakes the sun and moon.
The death of Gu Wei made Gu Chen realize the preciousness of ti.
He poured all his efforts into instructing the military officers.
Jiang Wei, Deng Ai, Guan Qiujian, and several seventh-generation Gu Clan mbers skilled in Martial Arts were all under his training.
Gu Chen originally thought he had at least several years of ti.
But the urgent news from Luoyang broke Gu Chen’s plans.
——Zhang Fei was deeply saddened by Guan Yu’s death, drinking heavily every day.
His body could not bear the burden.
He fell seriously ill and passed away.
This beca the last straw to crush Liu Bei, causing him to collapse instantly.
For an Emperor;
Liu Bei was indeed overly sentintal.
But this was also Liu Bei’s strength; without such a personality, he could never have gotten to where he is today.
Liu Bei’s decree was quickly sent to Youzhou.
Others Gu Chen could ignore.
But not Liu Bei.
Now that the Great Han had just stabilized, under no circumstances could there not be soone who could keep the realm in check and sit in Luoyang.
Gu Chen had no choice but to return to Luoyang.
....
Luoyang, within the North Palace.
The atmosphere was extrely heavy.
Liu Bei lay on the bed, his complexion like snow, his life hanging by a thread, but he was struggling to hold on.
Beside him, the Crown Prince Liu Shan and several other offspring showed faces full of sorrow, tears continuously falling.
Zhuge Liang, Xun Yu, and other ministers also wore expressions of grief.
At this mont, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded.
Before the guards could announce, Gu Chen’s figure rushed directly into the North Palace, passed through the ministers, and went straight to Liu Bei’s side.
Looking at Liu Bei’s dying appearance on the bed, his eyes showed a trace of complexity.
But upon seeing Gu Chen, Liu Bei’s eyes regained a bit of light.
"Ziyan!"
Before Gu Chen could speak, Liu Bei imdiately roared, instinctively trying to sit up.
But his body was too weak.
Being able to hold on to today was due to his great perseverance.
He was waiting for Gu Chen.
How could Liu Bei, as Emperor, not be aware of the current state of the world?
Although everything seed to be on track.
If there wasn’t soone who could keep the realm in check, if there was even the slightest mistake, the Great Han might backtrack.
The most crucial thing is——
For the Crown Prince Liu Shan, he truly could not rest assured.
"Your Majesty."
Looking at Liu Bei before him, Gu Chen’s eyes instantly flashed a trace of sadness, he quickly stepped forward, steadily supporting Liu Bei with both hands, heavily sighed, and reproachfully said:
"I am late!"
"Ziyan." Liu Bei suddenly grasped Gu Chen’s hand, his head urgently shaking left and right, his expression extrely serious, "I’ve always said, Ziyan, you are by no ans an ordinary minister."
His eyes were blazing, his eyes were red like blood.
A thousand words swirled in his throat, but worried about the urgency of ti, he swallowed the words, and finally just stared at Gu Chen intensely, solemnly saying: "Ziyan’s talent surpasses a hundredfold."
"At the end of my life, I entrust you with great matters."
Liu Bei’s grip on Gu Chen’s hand grew stronger, his knuckles slightly white, "The Great Han, I beg of you!"
This brief sentence seed to bear endless weight, filled with his earnest expectations and concerns for the Great Han.
Gu Chen only felt a warmth in his eyes, his vision instantly blurred.
Even though he and Liu Bei did not have much interaction, even after supporting Liu Bei’s ascension, Gu Chen spent most of his ti outside.
But this did not hinder Gu Chen’s feelings for Liu Bei.
Liu Bei was indeed a benevolent Emperor.
To grant Gu Chen such power without ever considering targeting him already showed his extraordinary nature.
Gu Chen did not say much, he rely held Liu Bei’s hand back, earnestly nodded.
Upon seeing this, the worry in Liu Bei’s eyes dissipated like smoke.
He turned his stiff neck with difficulty and cast his gaze toward the kneeling Crown Prince Liu Shan, his voice hoarse like sandpaper scraping: "A Dou."
"Father!" Liu Shan imdiately cried out, his voice mournful.
Liu Bei stared at him intently, then pointed at Gu Chen: "In days past, by the Luoshui River, before all people, I swore to announce to the world."
"Never to fail the Gu Clan."
"The Liu Clan cauldron must bear the Gu Clan na."
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