Chapter 432 The Death of Emperor Yan

The Yanhuang tribe, which won the final victory in the battle of deer, became the most powerful force in the Chinese world.

When the Yanhuang tribe was developing at many peaks, Emperor Yan retired and no longer participated in tribal leadership, but focused on the study of various herbs.

In the battle with Chiyou, the reason why the Yanhuang tribe was able to win the final victory was that in addition to the wisdom of the Yellow Emperor and Emperor Yan in command, Emperor Yan's herbs also played a great role.

The two sides are fighting, and casualties cannot be avoided, but if Chi You's side is injured, the result they will inevitably be infection and death, and the battle will be reduced, while Yanhuang's side has mastery of herbal anti-inflammatory technology, which has greatly reduced the situation of infection and death. Often today's minor injuries, they can be lively. In this way, after a war of attrition between the two sides, which originally had a similar number of people, Yan Huang's side showed a numerical advantage.

Therefore, there is no way. From the perspective of war or life, herbs are indispensable.

Emperor Yan, who has the name of Shennong, devoted himself to the research and development of various herbs.

At this moment, Sunday has woken up from practice, yawned, exhaled a turbid breath from the lower part of the middle of the body, and went straight to the lower world.

This practice, because of the fairy stone, has made a lot of progress, but it has also encountered a bottleneck.

It has reached the level of immortals, and it is extremely difficult to take every step forward. It is estimated that it is impossible to rely on practice alone. You have to understand the heavens and the earth and integrate into nature.

Therefore, Sunday plans to integrate into mortals and have a good sense of life.

In the Yanhuang tribe, Zhou Tian turned into a middle-aged man and built a thatched house for himself. In this way, Zhou Tian lived in this environment.

This house has been living for more than ten years, and the original middle-aged man has also become an old man.

"Lao Jiang, what are you doing? You're still playing with your pile of herbs." Zhou Tian squatted in front of his house, basked enough in the sun, and slowly paced to the hut where Emperor Yan was located.

In this era, centralization has not yet developed. Although Emperor Yan is a tribal leader and loved by others, he is also approachable. Like ordinary neighbors, he has no airs, and the place where he lives is also extremely common. Except for more flowers and plants, there is nothing special at all.

"Old Pengtou, it's you. Are you going to come to me for dinner again?" Emperor Yan fiddled with the herbs in his hand and looked up at Zhou Tian.

The two have been neighbors for more than ten years and have been very familiar with each other for a long time. They basically didn't open fire on Sunday, and they came to Emperor Yan for dinner most of the time.

"Hey, you old boy is an uncertain prophet. That boy Yao has sent you deer legs again." Zhou Tian smiled and entered Emperor Yan's hut. In a short time, he dragged out a huge deer leg.

"I don't know what to do. You son of a bitch pinch the meal every day. What are you doing if you don't come to eat? Hurry up and bake it. I'm hungry." Emperor Yan laughed and scolded, and continued to play with the herbs in his hand without looking back.

"Are you going to eat honey or spicy food? Do you still have chili?" Sunday held the flint and was angry with a fire.

"Of course, eat spicy food. There are not many peppers. Try this." Emperor Yan turned around and threw a red pepper-like thing to Zhou Tian. "This thing looks similar to pepper, and I guess the taste is not much different. Try it on the deer's leg. Maybe it can cure the disease."

"Yes, let's try the new flavor of roast deer legs." Start barbecue on the shelf on Sunday.

Emperor Yan likes to develop all kinds of herbs. Even when eating, he doesn't forget to explore the names of various herbs. It is very common to put all kinds of things on the deer's legs.

Because of the habit of wiping herbs, Emperor Yan suffered a lot. It was common for him to have diarrhea and sleep. When he was serious, he almost tossed him to death. Several times, Yan Yanjing was on the verge of death, and he was pulled back by Zhou Tian.

"Lao Jiang, the thing you are looking for now tastes good, and the color is also quite bright, much better than pepper. Is this thing famous?" Sunday tore the deer leg in his hand.

"This is what I found on the lake to the east of the tribe. It looks like a red crown on the head of a crane, so I'm going to call him a crane top red, Lao Peng, what do you think of this name..." Emperor Yan said that it was bleeding from seven holes and died.

Zhou Tian, who was eating with relish, did not find the abnormality of Emperor Yan. When Yan Yanjing died out of breath, Zhou Tiantian turned his attention to Emperor Yan.

"I said Lao Jiang, you are such an adult. How can you eat all over your face when you eat? The red color is flowing out of your mouth... What did you just say about the name of the red seasoning!" Zhou Tian, who reacted, quickly rescued Emperor Yan, but the poisonous surname of Hedinghong was too strong to work at all.

So, Emperor Yan collapsed.

The news that Emperor Yan's deer leg was poisoned to death soon spread to the whole tribe. Heads from all over the country came to express their condolences. Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, who had the strongest relationship with Emperor Yan, cried into a stroke and could not be a director.

One of the two emperors of Yan and Huang died and the other had a stroke, so at Emperor Yan's memorial service, a new tribal leader was elected.

There are three candidates, one is Qi, the son of the Yellow Emperor, the second is Yan's son Ye, and the third is Yao, the representative of the grassroots leader.

Qi, the son of the Yellow Emperor, is honest and more virtuous than talented. He doesn't pay attention to the affairs of the tribal leader. At the beginning of the memorial service, he expressed his attitude and was unwilling to be the next leader. Therefore, the next leader of the Yanhuang tribe will be born between the wild and Yao.

To be honest, this person is also quite virtuous, but it is more than a lot worse than Yao. In terms of the people's hearts, the elders and deacons of this tribe are naturally more inclined to Yao.

After the election of villagers' representatives, the senators have always believed that Yao should become the tribal prime minister.

However, Naye still didn't give up and asked Sunday for help at the critical moment.

When Zhou Tian moved to the tribe, Ye was only ten years old. He was basically raised by Zhou Tian, and Ye was also very respectful to Zhou Tian. Now that Emperor Yan has died, he has regarded Zhou Tian as his most beloved elder.

"Uncle Peng, you were the only one present when my father died. Did he leave any last words before he died?" Ye's last hope rested on Sunday.

The succession of the position of the leader of the ancient tribe pays attention to Zen concessions. As long as Emperor Yan said to let Ye ascend the throne when he was dying, even if the elders of the tribe opposed it, the position of the leader of the tribe was still wild. At this moment, Ye hoped to say his last words in his favor from Zhou Tian's mouth.

"It seems that your father really had last words when he died. Let me think about it..." Zhou Tian closed his eyes and meditator. When Emperor Yan died, Zhou Tian was busy nibbling the deer's elbow. He vaguely heard what Emperor Yan said, but what exactly he said was really a little vague.

Looking back on Sunday, Ye Heyao looked at Zhou Tian with holding his breath and did not dare to disturb anything at all.

Zhou Tian's words determine the fate of the two. Zhou Tian's mouth is the emperor's life, and vice versa.

In addition to Ye Heyao, the elders of those tribes also looked at Zhou Tian with the same solemn face. As the elders of the tribe, they are responsible for the task of developing and strengthening the tribe. They are not careless in the election of tribal leaders. In case of choosing the wrong person, the whole tribe will suffer.

Zhou Tian recalled the scene of having lunch with Emperor Yan, starting with roasting deer legs, then wiping the seasoning, finally roasting until oil, and finally eating. After recalling such a long process, Zhou Tian suddenly flashed in his mind and remembered a very important thing - he didn't seem to have enough lunch... endured... Thinking about the roast deer legs, Zhou Tian continued to recall. As his thoughts gradually became clear, Zhou Tian finally recalled what Emperor Yan said at the moment before his death.

"I remember." Zhou Tian said slowly, the voice is stable and powerful, just like a professional broadcast host. With this movement, it is no problem to be a news broadcast host or a spokesperson of the Ministry of Railways.

"Believe it or not, I believe it anyway." The serious Beijing accent, to that one, it's a shameless style!

"What did my father say?" Ye's eyes were burning, and he looked at Zhou Tian with the respect of a junior.

Yao and those tribal elders also looked over, afraid that Zhou Tian would say something against him.

It's not too slow on Sunday. He took the bamboo tube on the table, took a sip of water, and said with a very magnetic voice, "The last sentence of Emperor Yan's death was..."

Everyone held their breath, as if the eyes of the whole world had met on Sunday.

"It's fucking poisonous!" In just five words, it shows what Emperor Yan thought at the last moment of his life. This is the essence of Emperor Yan's life. He worked hard to play with herbs all his life and finally died on the medicinal diet.

Ye, who couldn't get his last words, fell to the ground and watched Yao become the new tribal leader.

After Yao succeeded to the throne, he changed the name of the tribe from the Yanhuang tribe to the Huaxia tribe, and has been leading the whole Chinese tribe to become more and more powerful. The territory gradually spread from the Central Plains to the surroundings, becoming the most powerful tribe in this period.

Yao reigned for more than 80 years and lived to more than 100 years. Yao found his next heir, Shun, at the age of the Water Margin at the age of 108.

Under the witness of the most famous immortal Sunday of the Chinese tribe, Shun was designated as the next successor of the Chinese tribe.

In the last few years of Yao's life, he completely entrusted the power to Shun, ignored the tribe, and asked Zhou Tian for advice on the art of long life.

Zhou Tian incarnated as Peng in this Chinese tribe. As soon as he entered the tribe, he looked like 40 or 50 years old. Now it has been more than a hundred years since then. According to Einstein's general theory of relativity, Zhou Tian's age should be about 150 years old, which is an absolute birthday star.

Although Yao has lived more than a hundred years, which is a long life, he does not feel that he has lived for a long time. Therefore, Yao sincerely hopes that Zhou Tian will teach him how to live a long life.

(to be continued)