When Feng Jinyuan came out of the county magistrate's mansion, he was completely in a state of disgrace and never saw his majesty as the prime minister of the year.

Feng Yuheng asked him to borrow money. Only by returning the one million silver in full can he get the land deed. But today, where did he ask him to borrow money?

It was dark at this time, but Feng Jinyuan did not return home. Instead, he walked to the homes of several officials he had made on weekdays with the mentality of being lucky. He had only one goal, that is, to borrow money.

Unfortunately, the phoenix with hair fallen hair is not as good as a chicken. When he knocked on the doors of five families, three households did not open it at all. Another household simply told him: "Our master said that you can see anyone, but you can't see Lord Feng Jin Yuanfeng."

The last household invited him to the hall. When the adults of the family heard that he was here to borrow money, they said with embarrassment: "I have been tight recently, but I can't let Lord Feng go back empty-handed." Then they asked the servant to take a small bag of silver and stuff it into Feng Jinyuan's hand, and said generously: "Don't mention whether to borrow or not. Just treat these for Lord Feng, and there is no need to pay back." After that, they quickly asked the servant to see him off.

Feng Jinyuan left the door of the house and opened the small cloth bag in his hand. He weighed it and could reach a maximum of twenty taels. He was so angry that he smashed the bag on the door and slammed it. Someone inside immediately shouted: "Do you want it? If you don't love it, get out! You're still bad to beg for food!"

Feng Jinyuan's old face had no place to put it, and he wanted to leave like this, but he was unwilling to accept it. When he was in the county lord's mansion, a thunder blew up in the sky, but it was snowing. At this moment, the sky was so boring that it seemed like it was about to be pressed down, which made him feel a little breathless.

He looked at the closed door, gritted his teeth, and said loudly: "Don't look down on people! Don't forget that our Feng family has a county lord Ji'an!" After saying this, he groaned and left quickly.

Feng Jinyuan never thought that one day he would rely on Feng Yuheng to save face for himself. He suddenly realized that the Feng family had found a backer and raised their daughter for so many years, and seemed to have gotten the wrong direction. Just like the old lady woke up in the afternoon, Feng Chenyu was not the hope of the Feng family, Feng Yuheng was. Then they... they were obviously holding the wrong thighs...

boom!

The thunder broke out again. This time it finally rained, and it was pouring heavily. There was no process from small to large. Suddenly, it was like a gap in the sky. The rain was poured down and slapped Feng Jinyuan on the head and on the body.

He was almost unable to stand steadily by the rain, and smoke was bubbling on the ground, unable to see the road clearly, so he could only run to Feng Mansion based on the direction he remembered. He didn't know how many times he fell, but when he finally returned to the mansion, the concierge almost didn't recognize him.

Heavy rains thunderstorms all night, and it never stopped until the morning of the next day.

Feng Yuheng didn't sleep much that night, and got up early and stood in front of the window. This thunder made her a little scared. She suddenly remembered that when she first came to this world, she was awakened by a thunder. Just like the thunder now, the sound of thunder was louder and louder, blowing a dead person to Dashun and in front of Xuan Tianming.

Wangchuan pushed the door in the rain, and the wind blew the rain into the room, which scared her so much that she quickly turned around and closed the door.

"Miss." Wangchuan protected the food box with a straw raincoat. "The class said that the lady was standing by the window before dawn. I cooked some porridge, and the lady had eaten some warmth first."

Feng Yuheng was not actually hungry, but some of the cooling was real. She asked Wangchuan: "Is it time to cool down after this rain?"

Wangchuan shook his head, "The weather in Dashun Capital will take August to see the cold. I'm afraid it will take a few more days to get hot."

"I see that the rain doesn't seem to be able to stop soon, and maybe it will take a few days to go down." Feng Yuheng took a sip of the porridge and asked again: "You said that if the law is still like this tomorrow, will the execution in the court be suspended? Is there such a precedent in the past?"

Wangchuan nodded, "Yes, if you encounter too bad weather in the past, the execution will be postponed. But Miss, don't worry, Your Highness said, let alone rain, even if it is a knife, the phoenix will not stay for a moment."

Feng Yuheng finished drinking the porridge, and the rain outside seemed to be a little lighter. She ordered Wangchuan, "Prepare the car and call Your Highness Jiu, let's go to the mountain prison of the palace to see the thousands of weeks of people."

Wangchuan looked at the weather outside and felt a little embarrassed, but he knew that Qianzhou's affairs could not be delayed anymore, so he nodded and went out with a tray.

Several people rushed out of the mansion early, earlier than the ministers went to court. When Xuan Tianming was dug out of the quilt by Feng Yuheng, he cried. He wanted to play tricks on him and put this dead girl in the quilt and sleep for a while, but Feng Yuheng said: "Let's go to the mountain prison to see the Qianzhou people, and then think about countermeasures. The other end of Qianzhou may not be able to delay it for long."

With serious business left, Xuan Tianming couldn't sleep anymore, so he had to get up, wash up and hurriedly followed Feng Yuheng out of the mansion.

The two of them were riding in Xuan Tianming's palace car and rushing towards the palace in the storm.

Feng Yuheng sat in the car and couldn't help but say in shock: "You said, will this palace car leak rain?"

Xuan Tianming looked at her with a fool's eyes: "If my palace car can leak rain, I'm afraid that the house in your county lord's mansion will leak rain."

Well, she trusted him for now, at least there was no leakage on the way she came.

But the palace car did not leak rain, but it did not mean that all places were leaking. For example, the mountain prison in the palace. Feng Yuheng was confused as soon as he entered, and there was almost no place to get stuck inside. The soldiers guarding the prison set up several sheds to hide in it. However, the sound of ticks from the cell could make people imagine how harsh the environment was without seeing it.

Feng Yuheng was carried in by Xuan Tianming. She kept emphasizing: "It's not that I'm fond of love, nor that I'm afraid of being dirty. I just don't have the shoes and skirts I wear today."

Xuan Tianming glanced at her: "Stop pretending."

"I didn't pretend, I mean it's true." Someone was stubborn, but when she looked down at Xuan Tianming's shoes, she shut up. A prince was wearing the best shoes and carrying her on her back, stepping on the dirty water. He didn't say anything, what else could she pretend?

Fortunately, the place where the thousands of weeks of people was kept arrived soon. Xuan Tianming put her in the shed built next to the cell, pointed at the people in the prison and asked the guards: "Why are you so virtuous?"

Feng Yuheng also looked inside. Feng Kun was locked in the cell facing her. Although the man was a dwarf, he was still in good spirits because of his skill. But now, he was lying in the water, and his clothes were almost torn to cover his body. The exposed skin seemed to have something. Some places were already festered, and some places had changed color.

She frowned, turned to look into the other cells, and the man stopped talking, almost the same as Feng Kun. She walked forward a few steps to see Kang Yi. She saw Kang Yi leaning against the mountain, half open, her clothes were gone, her shoes were completely wet, and the terrain of the entire cell was a little low, all of which were water. She sat directly in the water, as if she had been used to it and had no reaction.

There was a sour smell in the prison. You don’t have to think about it. People are like this, and they must be eating, drinking, defecating and urinating. There may be something in the accumulated water under her, so you can’t think about it carefully, the more you think about it, the more you feel disgusting.

The guard kindly reminded her: "My lord should not go too far, it is very dirty. The emperor ordered that these people would be beheaded too cheaply. If you dare to assassinate the Dashun Palace, you should be punished more for your ideas."

Feng Yuheng nodded and said nothing. Tian Wu was right, it was natural to be a serious crime of assassination and cut into pieces.

She turned her head and said to Xuan Tianming: "The letter to Qianzhou has been sent out long ago, but the distance is too long and it must have not arrived yet. This matter will not be delayed for long, so we have to think of a way to achieve both sides."

Xuan Tianming said: "Now is not the best time to fight Qianzhou. Although Qianzhou's national strength is small, it is covered with ice and snow all year round. Their soldiers have long been used to it, but Dashun people are not good. This operation will inevitably take down the small country in one fell swoop. We must make complete preparations, at least, we must make all new steel weapons, so that the war period can be shortened to the maximum extent."

Feng Yuheng agreed with his statement, calculated it himself, and said: "It will take at least half a year to make steel tools. We must think of a way to delay it for another half a year. The news of these people must not be spread to Qianzhou. But they have been staying in Dashun and not going back, and the King of Qianzhou will definitely be suspicious..."

The two of them were in a little trouble, and Xuan Tianming pulled her: "Let's go, there's nothing to see here. These people can live for at most five days. Let's make good plans."

He carried his wife out again. When the door of the mountain prison was closed, a soldier inside said, "It seems that His Highness Ninth Highness is afraid of his wife, it seems to be true!"

The heavy rain continued until Xuan Tianming went to the county lord's mansion to have a meal and left again, and the rain still did not stop.

Feng Yuheng sat by the window, without saying a word, but kept looking out. Fortunately, there was a good wind here, and there was a long corridor outside, so even if the window was pushed open, there wouldn't be raining in. She sat from afternoon to evening, and had dinner by the window.

Huang Quan couldn't help but ask her: "Why are you watching the rain all the time?"

Feng Yuheng pointed to the sky outside the window, "Look, the rain has been falling from last night until now, and the hail has fallen for two rounds, but the sky still refuses to clear up."

Huang Quan Wangchuan and the others looked out, "Isn't that it? It's raining for so long, so it should have been through, but the sky is still gloomy, just like Feng Yuheng said, and it doesn't mean it is sunny at all.

Wangchuan was a little worried, "When will this take place? I heard that many places in other provinces have suffered disasters, and I am afraid that this rain will make the disaster worse."

Feng Yuheng sighed softly, "What should be come cannot be stopped. Heavy rains have always been accompanied by mountain torrents. I hope there will be no accidents in the camp in the suburbs of Beijing."
Chapter completed!