When Feng Jin Yuan came out of the county princess' manor, he was completely dazed. He no longer had the dignified bearing that he once had as the prime minister.
Feng Yu Heng had told him to go borrow money. Only by returning the one million taels could he obtain the deed, but at this point in time, where could he go to borrow money?
At this time, the sky was already dark, but Feng Jin Yuan did not return to the manor. Instead, he went to the homes of the officials that he was on good terms with. His goal was only one, and that was to borrow money.
Unfortunately, a featherless phoenix was not as good as a chicken. After knocking on five doors, three of them did not open at all. There was also one that frankly told him: "Our master said that we can see anyone, but we can't see Lord Feng Jin Yuan."
It was the final family that invited him into the hall. The lord of that family heard that he had come to borrow money and said with a troubled expression: "Recently, I have been tight on money, but I can't allow Lord Feng to go back empty-handed." He then had a servant bring out a small bag of silver and place it in Feng Jin Yuan's hand. He very generously said: "Don't mention borrowing or not. Just treat this as a gift to Lord Feng. There's no need to return it." After saying this, he quickly had the servant send him off.
Feng Jin Yuan exited the door and opened the small bag in his hand. Inside was a handful of silver fragments. Weighing it in his hand, he found that it was at most 20 taels. He angrily threw the bag of silver against the door. With a bang, someone immediately shouted from inside: "Do you want it or not? If you don't want it, then scram! Even begging for food is disgusting! "
Feng Jin Yuan truly had no place to hide his old face. He wanted to leave just like this, but he was unwilling. While in the county princess' manor, the sky exploded with thunder, but there was no sign of snow. At this time, it was as though the sky was pressing down on him, causing him to feel a little suffocated.
Looking at the tightly shut door, he gritted his teeth and loudly said: "Don't look down on people with your snobbish eyes! Don't forget that our Feng family still has county princess Ji An! "After saying this, he snorted and quickly left.
Feng Jin Yuan never thought that there would come a day when he would need to rely on Feng Yu Heng to give him face. He suddenly realized that the Feng family had been looking for a backer and raising their daughter for many years, but it seemed that they had gone in the wrong direction. Just as the matriarch had realized in the afternoon, Feng Yu Heng was not the Feng family's hope. Feng Yu Heng was. Then all these years … they had obviously hugged the wrong thigh …
Boom!
Thunder boomed once more, and this time, it finally began to rain. Furthermore, it was a heavy downpour. There was no process of it growing from small to large. Suddenly, it was as though a hole had been opened in the sky, as the rain began to pour down, fiercely hitting Feng Jin Yuan's head and body.
He had been battered by the rain until he could barely stand. Smoke began to rise from the ground, making it impossible for him to see the road clearly. He could only rely on his memory to run towards the Feng manor. He didn't know how many times he fell, but when he finally returned home, the gatekeeper almost didn't recognize him.
The heavy rain and thunder wreaked havoc throughout the night, and it didn't stop until the next morning.
Feng Yu Heng did not sleep much that night. She got up early and stood in front of the window. This sort of sudden thunder caused her to feel a little apprehensive. She immediately recalled the time when she had just arrived in this world. She had also been woken up by the sound of thunder. Just like now, the sound of thunder was louder and louder. It had sent a dead person to Dashun, to Xuan Tianming.
Wang Chuan pushed open the door in the rain. The wind blew the rain into the room, scaring her into quickly closing the door.
"Young miss." Wang Chuan used his raincoat to protect the food box, "Ban Zou said that young miss was standing next to the window before the sun came up, so this servant cooked some congee. Young miss, eat some first to warm up."
In truth, Feng Yu Heng was not hungry, but she was feeling a little cold. She asked Wang Chuan: "Will the weather cool down after this rain?"
Wang Chuan shook his head, "The weather in the capital of Dashun will only cool down in the eighth month. I fear that it will be hot for a few more days."
"As I see it, this rain does not look like it will stop anytime soon. It's possible that it will continue for a few more days." Feng Yu Heng drank a mouthful of congee then asked: "Say, if it's still like this tomorrow, will the execution be delayed? Has there ever been a precedent? "
Wang Chuan nodded, "There has been. In the past, if the weather was too bad, the execution would be delayed. But young miss, do not worry. His Highness said that even if it was a knife, Feng Chen Yu would not stay for a moment longer. "
Feng Yu Heng finished drinking the congee. The rain outside seemed to have lessened a little. She informed Wang Chuan, "Prepare the carriage. Call His Ninth Highness. We will go to the imperial palace's mountain prison to take a look at the people from Qian Zhou."
Wang Chuan looked at the weather outside and was a little troubled; however, he also knew that the matter with Qian Zhou could not be delayed any longer, thus he nodded and left with the tray.
The group left the manor early in the morning, even earlier than the officials had to go to court. When Xuan Tianming was dragged out of bed by Feng Yu Heng, he was on the verge of crying. He had originally wanted to act shamelessly and pull this damn girl back into bed to sleep, but Feng Yu Heng said: "Let's go to the mountain prison to take a look at the people from Qian Zhou. After that, we need to think of a countermeasure. I fear that Qian Zhou will not be able to delay things for much longer."
With official matters to attend to, Xuan Tianming could not continue to sleep. He could only get out of bed. After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, he quickly followed Feng Yu Heng out of the manor.
The two sat in Xuan Tianming's imperial carriage. Braving the howling winds and torrential rain, they headed straight for the imperial palace.
Feng Yu Heng sat in the carriage and could not help but say in shock: "Say, will this imperial carriage leak?"
Xuan Tianming looked at her as though he was looking at an idiot: "I, if this imperial carriage can leak, I fear that your county princess' manor will also leak."
Very well, she would believe him for the time being. At the very least, there really was no leak on the way here.
But just because the imperial carriage did not leak did not mean that there were no leaks everywhere. For example, the mountain prison in the imperial palace. Upon entering, Feng Yu Heng was dazed. The inside was filled with puddles of water, and there was practically no place to stand. The guards had set up a few tents to hide inside, but the sound of water dripping could be heard from the other side of the prison. Without even looking, one could imagine just how bad the environment was.
Feng Yu Heng was carried in by Xuan Tianming. She repeatedly emphasized: "It's not that I'm spoiled, and it's not that I'm afraid of getting dirty. It's just that the shoes and dress that I'm wearing today are not suitable."
Xuan Tianming glanced at her sideways: "Stop pretending."
"I'm not pretending. I'm speaking the truth." A certain person was stubborn, but when she lowered her head to look at Xuan Tianming's shoes, she shut her mouth. A prince was wearing the best shoes and carrying her on his back. She was stepping in dirty water, yet he did not say anything. What was she pretending for?
Fortunately, they arrived very quickly at the place where the people from Qian Zhou were being held. Xuan Tianming placed her in a tent next to the prison cell. He then pointed at the people inside and asked the guards: "Why are they all like this?"
Feng Yu Heng also looked inside. The person in the cell facing her was Feng Kun. Although that person was a dwarf, because he practiced martial arts, he was quite spirited. But now, his entire body was lying in a puddle of water. The clothes on his body were so tattered that they could barely cover his body. The skin that was exposed seemed to have something growing. Some parts had already festered, and some parts had changed color.
She furrowed her brow and turned to look into the other cells. There was no need to mention the men. They were practically the same as Feng Kun. She took a few steps forward to look at Kang Yi. She saw Kang Yi leaning against the side of the mountain. Her eyes were half-opened, and her clothes had lost their original color. Her shoes were completely soaked. The entire cell was a bit low, and it was completely covered in water. She just sat in the water and seemed to have become accustomed to it. There was not a single reaction.
There was a sour smell in the cell. Without even thinking, she knew that if she was already like this, she would definitely eat, drink, and defecate inside. Who knew what was in the puddle of water below her. She could not think too much about it. The more she thought about it, the more disgusted she felt.
The guard kindly reminded her: "County princess, don't go too far forward. It's very dirty. His Majesty gave the order. Beheading these people would be too easy. Daring to attempt an assassination in Dashun's imperial palace, they should suffer a bit more. "
Feng Yu Heng nodded and did not say anything. Tianwu was right. Assassination was a serious crime. Death by a thousand cuts was natural.
She turned her head and said to Xuan Tianming: "The letter to Qian Zhou was sent long ago, but the distance is too far. They definitely have not arrived yet. This matter cannot be delayed for much longer. We need to think of a way to satisfy both sides. "
Xuan Tianming said: "Now is not the best time to take action against Qian Zhou. Although Qian Zhou is small, it is covered in ice and snow year-round. Their soldiers have become accustomed to it, but the people of Dashun are not. This time, we must take down that small country in one fell swoop. We need to make all the preparations. At the very least, we need to make all the new steel weapons. Like this, we can shorten the battle period as much as possible. "
Feng Yu Heng agreed with what he said. She did some calculations then said: "To make steel weapons, it will take at least half a year. We must think of a way to delay for another half a year. News of these people definitely must not reach Qian Zhou. But if they continue to remain in Dashun and do not return, Qian Zhou's ruler will definitely become suspicious … "
The two were a little troubled. Xuan Tianming pulled her along: "Let's go. There's nothing to see here. These people will not live for more than five days. Let's make a proper plan."
He carried his wife out once more. When the door to the prison was closed, a soldier said from inside: "Everyone says that His Ninth Highness fears his wife. It seems that it is true!"
The heavy rain continued to fall like this. Even after Xuan Tianming went to the county princess' manor to scrounge up some food and left, the rain still did not stop.
Feng Yu Heng sat by the window and did not speak. She just continued to look outside. Fortunately, the wind was blowing in her direction. In addition to this, there was a long corridor outside. Even if the window was opened, no rain would come in. She sat like this from the afternoon until the evening. Dinner was eaten by the window.
Huang Quan was truly unable to endure and asked her: "Young miss, why have you been looking at the rain this entire time?"
Feng Yu Heng pointed at the sky outside the window, "Look, this rain has been falling since last night. It has not slowed down at all. The hail has already fallen twice, but the sky still refuses to clear up."
Huang Quan and Wang Chuan looked outside. Of course, it had been raining for so long. Normally speaking, it should have stopped raining a long time ago, but the current sky was as Feng Yu Heng had said. It was still gloomy, and there was no sign of it clearing up.
Wang Chuan was a little worried, "How long will this rain last? I heard that many places in the outer provinces have been hit by disasters. I fear that this rain will make the disaster even worse. "
Feng Yu Heng gently sighed, "What should come cannot be stopped. Torrential rains have always been accompanied by mountain floods. I only hope that nothing will happen to the military camp in the suburbs of the capital."
That night was spent listening to the sound of the storm. The next day, when they woke up, the rain still had not stopped. And today, Feng Chen Yu was executed at the waist!
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