The Divine Doctor: The Daughter Of The Frist Wife
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guys..... Who is waiting for Feng Chen Yu's execution? Today thor up a lot about the execution of chen yu. prepare yourself this chapter will be exciting.
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When Feng Jin Yuan left the county princess' palace, she was completely distracted. He no longer had the aura and disposition of a prime minister.
Feng Yu Heng wanted him to go borrow money. Only by collecting a million taels of silver could he regain the deed, but at this moment, where would he have to go to borrow the money?
Right now, the sky is dark. However, Feng Jin Yuan did not return to the manor. Instead, he had the mentality of hoping to get lucky by going to the houses of the officials he used to know. He had only one purpose: to borrow money.
Unfortunately, a phoenix without feathers is inferior to a chicken. After knocking on the doors of five houses, three of them did not even open the door. One of them bluntly said. "Our master said that he would meet anyone, but he was unable to meet Feng s master Feng Jin Yuan."
It was the last one to invite him into the hall. The host had heard that he had come to borrow money. With a troubled expression, he said. "Recently recently, I have also been having a hard time, but I cannot let Master Feng return empty-handed." He then had a servant take out a small bag of silver, put it in Feng Jin Yuan's hand. Very generously, he said. "No need to mention the loan. This will be given to mister Feng. No need to return it." After saying this, he immediately had his servant escort the guest out.
Feng Jin Yuan went through the front gate and opened the bag to take a look. Inside was a handful of crushed silver. To compensate, there were at most 20 taels. Enraged, he threw it back at the gate. With a clinking voice, someone inside shouted. "Take it if you want it. If not, get out! You ask for food but complain that it stinks!"
Feng Jin Yuan's old face had completely disappeared. He wanted to leave just like that, but he felt unreconciled. When he was in the noble house of the princess, thunder boomed, but the rain did not fall. This time, it looks like it's going down. It caused him to feel a little suffocated.
He looked at the tightly closed gate and gritted his teeth then loudly said. "Don't look down on others! Don't forget that our Feng family still has the county princess Ji An!" After saying this, he snorted and immediately left.
Feng Jin Yuan never thought that there would come a day when he would have to rely on Feng Yu Heng to save face. She suddenly discovers that the Feng family has been searching for supporting pillars for years by raising daughters. It looks like they took a wrong turn at some point. It was just like the matriarch said in the afternoon. Feng Chen Yu was not the Feng family's hope. Feng Yu Heng first. Then for all these years, they've obviously been hugging the wrong leg...
BOOM!!
Another thunder explosion roared. This time, it finally rained, and it was a torrential downpour. There is no gradual change from light rain to heavy rain. It arrived as if the entire sky was open, and it rained directly. It fell on Feng Jin Yuan's head and body.
He could practically not stand upright from the rain. The rain bounced off the ground and fog covered the road, making the road unable to be seen clearly. He could only rely on his memories to run back to Feng's house. Who knows how many times he fell. When he finally returned to the manor, the gatekeeper barely recognized him.
Heavy rain and thunderstorms continued to wreak havoc throughout the night. It didn't even seem to stop at dawn the next day. Feng Yu Heng did not sleep much that night. He woke up very early and stood by the window. This kind of thunder scared him a little. It made him remember that he was also awakened by lightning when he first came to Da Shun. Thunder sounded like it was happening now. With each of them getting louder, it managed to bring the dead to Da Shun and to Xuan Tian Ming.
"Young lady." Wang Chuan had used the outer clothes to cover the food box, "Ban Zou said that the young lady got up and stood beside the window before sunrise. This servant went and prepared a light porridge. Young lady, eat a little for a little warm-up."
Feng Yu Heng, actually, was not hungry, but he did feel a little cold. He asked Wang Chuan. "Will the day get colder after the rain stops?"
Wang Chuan shook his head, "In the capital city of Da Shun, the day does not get colder until the eighth month. I'm afraid the weather will be hot for a few more days."
"As I see it, this rain will not stop quickly. In the worst case scenario, it would continue for a few more days." Feng Yu Heng took a sip of the porridge then asked. "Say, if it keeps raining like this tomorrow, will the execution be postponed? Has something like this happened in the past?"
Wang Chuan nodded, "Already.When the weather was too bad in the past, executions would be delayed. But young lady should calm down. His Majesty said that not to mention rain, even if it rains swords, Feng Chen Yu will not live any longer."
Feng Yu Heng finished drinking the porridge, and it seemed like the rain outside had subsided a little. He told Wang Chuan. "Prepare the carriage and call His Majesty the ninth prince. We're going to the palace mountain prison to meet people from Qian Zhou."
Wang Chuan looked at the weather outside and felt a little uneasy. However, he also knew that the matter involving Qian Zhou could not be delayed any further, so he nodded and left while holding the plate.
The group rushed out of the manor early, even earlier than the officials who went to court. As Xuan Tian Ming was dragged from his blanket by Feng Yu Heng, he felt like crying. At first, he wanted to act spoiled and drag the damned girl onto the bed to continue sleeping, but Feng Yu Heng said. "Let's see the people inside the mountain prison. After that, we need to think about some precautions. I'm afraid that Qian Zhou's side can't be delayed any longer."
With matters tending to be official, Xuan Tian Ming could no longer continue to sleep. He could only get out of bed and immediately take a bath before leaving the palace.
The two sat in the imperial carriage of Xuan Tian Ming. Resisting the strong winds and heavy rain, they rushed to the imperial palace.
Feng Yu Heng sat on the carriage. Inevitably, he asked in shock. "Say, will this imperial carriage leak?"
Xuan Tian Ming looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot. "If this prince's imperial chariot could leak, I'm afraid your regional princess' house will also leak."
All right, he trusts her. At the very least, it didn't leak all the way there.