In August, Changsha City was damp and hot and bored. Gao Baoxu was lying on the bed, his body was extremely thin, like a bamboo pole, and his breathing was different. The servants serving the side kept staring at him, fearing that he would be gone.

However, this situation has lasted for more than half a month and looks very serious, but in just one or two hours, it will get much better.

"When is it?" On this day, Gao Baoxu suddenly became much more energetic, and some blood appeared on his pale face. He stopped panting, but instead asked.

"Master, it's not too late!" the maid said softly.

"Yes!" Gao Baoxu looked at the spacious and bright house and the delicate maids, and couldn't help but feel sad.

It is so sad that I spent my whole life in Jiangling, and I was in a prime time, but I was bedding in a foreign country.

"Let everyone come here!" Gao Baoxu said lightly, expressionlessly.

"Here--"

Since childhood, Gao Baoxu has been weak and sickly since he was a child, and he also likes women.

When in Jiangling, my biggest hobby was to summon prostitutes to the government during the day, and select strong soldiers, let them tease and joking at will, and then watch them with their concubines as entertainment.

He was greedy for beauty but not restrained, and his weakness and illness made him thirty-eight years old but had no descendants.

Since childhood, he has been loved by his father Gao Conghui. Although he is weak and sick and has a stuttering problem, he is the favorite among all his brothers.

Gao Conghui was angry because of the matter, and he would feel relieved and laughed when he saw him, so the people called him "all things were over."

After becoming an adult, he was pretty, decisive, and had excellent wiseness. His brother Gao Baorong was dull and taciturn, but his brothers had a good relationship, so Gao Baorong handed over all his government affairs to him.

Therefore, when he inherited as King of Nanping, there was no resistance at all because he was the most suitable candidate.

"Third brother, I never thought that shortly after you left, you passed on your ancestors' family business to me, and our country would be destroyed in Nanping."

Thinking of this, Gao Baoxu was extremely irritated. He always claimed to be a wise man, but he was not as good as his dumb brother and did not defend the world.

"I will come to see you soon, but what are the faces to meet your ancestors and your father? His most beloved son has lost his most precious country."

"Everything is over, everything is over, Nanping is over!"

The more he thought about it, the more sad he felt.

Suddenly, his chest was incredibly painful. He touched the ribs on his chest. His thin and overdrawn body could no longer tolerate more movements.

At this moment, the crying sound suddenly came.

The first person to enter the door was a sad young man, who looked twenty years old and had a little immature face, but the royal family had his own maturity.

Afterwards, Gao Baoxu's brothers and uncles also came over, showing a sad look and a sad expression, which was beyond words.

After that, his wife and other concubines were his wife.

The Gao family is very productive.

Gao Baoxu Xu Cunshi's uncle, and there are four other brothers in the Cunshi, and he ranks tenth. Add his deceased brother Gao Baorong, which is eleven.

In addition to his outstanding abilities, he was also an important reason for inheriting the throne of Nanping.

In addition, some nephews and men who came to visit Gao Baoxu, there were more than 20 people together, and Gao's family was really prosperous.

"Master--" Liang Yansi was heartbroken in front of his bed with one knee.

"Why are you crying?" Gao Baoxu struggled to lie halfway down, squinting his eyes and said, "People will have birth, old age, sickness and death, and I am no exception. I have been weak and sick since I was a child. In addition, I don't care about myself, so I had expected this day long!"

"A man needs to enjoy himself in his short life, which is the truth I have been exploring for a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly cried more and more, and his nephew, brother Gao Baorong's son, Gao Jichong, also lowered his head and kept sobbing.

In fact, Gao Baoxu also understood that these brothers and uncles were not just crying for him, but after all, they were all men who could love each other. What they cried was all about Gao's future.

He was the last King of Nanping, the backbone of the entire Gao family, and his patriarch, and his every word and deed were influential in the whole world. So as long as he was still there for one day, the entire Gao family would still have influence in the Tang Dynasty.

Many of the Gao family's children are officials, and they are even preparing to take the imperial examination.

Another thing is that he has no descendants. So, what should I do if Duke Jing’s title is? Can it be inherited by his brothers and nephews?

As for the reduction of substitute titles, they are still titles, and the ones that can be inherited are good titles.

"I also know that I have not had much time, so let me explain my funeral today!"

Gao Baoxu was very relaxed when dealing with life and death. Perhaps he had already predicted it in his heart. Taking advantage of his spirit, he decided to explain his funeral.

As soon as the patriarch spoke, everyone stood up seriously, regardless of their seniority or age.

This is related to the development of Gao's future situation.

"Our Gao family has established itself in Nanping for three generations. When it comes to me, it will be broken. But the general trend of the world is here. It is a small country in Nanping. It is not surprising that it will happen sooner or later!"

Gao Baoxu returned to his normal state, and his talent was as talented as before. He said lightly:

"What was gone, it was gone. Now, our Gao family is just an ordinary person."

"Don't worry about the country and the throne. In the future, you must do your best. Those who join the army and get the imperial examination for the Jinshi. What's the point of defending the title?"

"Our private warehouse is still there. You have separated before and rewarded land, money and silk. Don't worry about these. This is for inheriting the title. After all, you will be the patriarch in the future and will be responsible for a lot of things!"

Few people dared to refute this. Logically speaking, this private treasury belongs to King Nanping, and they dare not think about it now in Duke Jing’s mansion.

But the title is now unavailable!

Everyone is qualified.

Especially Gao Baoxu's brothers were moving around constantly.

In fact, he was also planning to choose an inherited title from his brothers and submit it to the court, which was very likely to pass.

However, he looked at his nephew who was kneeling in front of the bed and couldn't get up, and hesitated a little.

Seeing this scene, Liang Yansi, a general who was the commander of the guards of the Duke of Jingguo's Mansion (according to the rules, the Duke can have full guards in the capital), suddenly wailed.

Gao Baoxu was a little angry and asked, "Why are you crying so hard that you are not dead yet?"

"I will remember that King Zhenyi (Gao Baorong) has passed away for only two years. Now the Lord will leave, and my heart is so sad that I can't suppress! How thin is the sky!"

Hearing these words, Gao Baoxu was stunned. He looked down at his nephew Gao Jichong who could not stand up. He was now twenty years old and had become much more mature and steady before he knew it.
Chapter completed!