Chapter 424

Finally.

Yan bowed piously three times to the statue in the temple.

Before being supported by the attendants.

And leaving staggeringly.

After untying several knots in his heart.

He no longer had any fear of death.

Great Yan Calendar Year 99.

The last day of this year.

In the Imperial Palace, in the main hall.

The ministers all lowered their heads, their expressions solemn.

A low and oppressive atmosphere permeated the hall.

No one dared to speak.

Only Yan on the dragon chair was explaining various matters to himself.

National economy and people's livelihood, in every aspect.

Every detail, down to the smallest point.

He wished he could ask about every place.

However...

As he spoke.

The ministers suddenly found that His Majesty's voice was getting smaller and smaller.

Finally.

It stopped abruptly.

On the dragon chair, Yan's head also gradually lowered.

Motionless.

The ministers suddenly realized something.

With sorrowful faces, they walked out of the queue in unison.

And knelt down towards Yan.

"We, your subjects, respectfully send off Your Majesty! The mountains and rivers are long, may Your Majesty have a safe journey!"

"We, your subjects, respectfully send off Your Majesty! The mountains and rivers are long, may Your Majesty have a safe journey!"

"We, your subjects, respectfully send off Your Majesty! The mountains and rivers are long, may Your Majesty have a safe journey!"

They kowtowed continuously and shouted in unison.

The sound echoed in the main hall.

They were respectfully sending off this monarch who had worked hard for the Great Yan Kingdom all his life.

Even when he was dying, he did not lie on a sickbed.

But sat on the dragon chair!

An emperor has an emperor's way of dying!

Above the main hall.

The ministers were grieving.

Many old ministers were even wailing, beating their chests and stamping their feet, with old tears streaming down their faces.

And the news of Yan's passing...

Was soon transmitted to the entire Great Yan Kingdom via telegraph.

Almost at the same time.

The 400 million people within the Great Yan Kingdom all knew the news of Yan's passing.

Everyone walked out of their houses, towards the direction of the Imperial Palace...

And knelt down one after another.

400 million people bowed together, and the scene was incredibly spectacular.

Everyone knew very well.

Without Yan, the Great Yan Kingdom would never have had today's prosperity!

Without Yan, they would still be living days of not having enough clothes to cover their bodies and not having enough food to eat!

And in the sky.

Drizzling rain gradually began to fall.

This rain...

Was as bright red as blood, falling in torrents.

Sweeping across the entire territory of the Great Yan Kingdom.

The 400 million people were surprised to find...

The rain was falling, but the sky had not changed at all, remaining as clear as before.

It was completely inconsistent with scientific common sense.

But soon.

Many old people realized something.

They shouted loudly towards the sky: "This is the God sending off His Majesty!"

"I heard from the old people before that ninety-nine years ago, when Emperor Ji fell, there was red rain for three days, falling in torrents!"

"This must be the God sending off His Majesty!"

Gradually.