On the official road, a man with a big "soldier" character written on his chest rode on horseback, lowered his body, waved his whip, and the horse he was sitting on ran as fast as lightning. When he arrived at a post station, the soldier on horseback got off, and the horse he was sitting on fell down with a "boom", foaming at the mouth. After replenishing water and dry food, he changed to a new horse and ran forward.

Before the court discussed how to deal with Zinu, news came that Zinu was about to break through Zhenmen Pass. Zhenmen Pass was the first checkpoint to intercept Zinu's invasion of Feng Dynasty. It was guarded by Li's army for a hundred years. Once Zhenmen Pass was captured, Zinu's troops could attack all the way to Fengdu City.

Zinu was determined to capture Zhenmen Pass this time, regardless of the consequences. Outside the city, there was a huge crowd of people. The city gate was closed, and the generals guarding the city tried hard to prevent Zinu from taking it. However, according to Zinu's attack method, it was only a matter of time before the city gate was taken. The soldiers sent back to the court to ask the court to send troops to rescue.

The former Li family army now only has General Li, and the children of the Li family have donated their lives to the battlefield for Feng Dynasty. The emperor was suspicious of the Li family, and not only did he send people to the far Zhenmen Pass to guard the city gate, but he also recruited the only brother of the Li family into the palace. In the end, this brother who left home did not have a good end.

General Li is already old. This time he was ambushed by the enemy and shot by an arrow. Now he is still lying in bed unconscious.

"Report!"

An urgent report came from the border. The soldier who delivered the letter survived until now with only one breath. The person who delivered the letter also fell down.

When the news reached the court, the emperor was furious.

The ministers in the court were all furious for a while, and the two factions quarreled.

"Father, I am willing to lead the troops to Zhenmen Pass!" Feng Lingrui gritted his teeth and stepped forward to ask for a fight.

He and Feng Lingcheng are both legitimate sons of the emperor, but Feng Lingcheng is the son of the previous emperor. The current Sun Houjun is his father. Only they are the most legitimate people to ascend the throne of the prince. He and Feng Lingcheng have been fighting for so many years. Feng Lingcheng's incompetence has disappointed his father, so he must seize this opportunity to get his father's recognition.

Now there are only two roads in front of him, one is to move forward, and the other is to step back. No one is willing to step down and give up his position to others.

Feng Lingrui knows that his father supports the attack on Zinu in his heart. Now his grandfather and his father can't help him, so he can only rely on himself for everything. Now is an absolutely good opportunity for him. No matter how strong Feng Lingxiao is, what does it matter? His father is suspicious of the Li family army, otherwise the Li family army would not have only General Li left.

Hearing that General Li had fallen, this was the best time for them to take over the Li Family Army. In the future, the Feng Dynasty would belong to them, and the Li Family Army would have nothing to do with it.

To put it bluntly, Feng Lingyun was the son of a noble king, and he was not comparable to Feng Lingrui, who was the son of a later king. So no matter how Feng Lingyun tried to win people's hearts, he was just a little clown and was not worthy of attention.

"Father, I am also willing to lead the troops to Zhenmen Pass!" Feng Lingcheng followed and stood up, forgetting that his faction had been clamoring for peace talks with Zinu, and now he was the first to rebel.

Master Lu was so angry that his beard was curling up.

"Father, I am willing to fight." Feng Lingxiao obeyed his original intention, although he knew that his father was most reluctant to see him, a prince with half blood of the Li family, lead troops to Zhenmen Pass. When he heard that his grandfather was hit by an enemy's hidden arrow and was unconscious, he wanted to fly to Zhenmen Pass immediately.

Those damned Zinu! I should not have shown mercy to their men and killed them all.

"Father, I am willing to work hard for my Feng Dynasty." Feng Lingyun knelt down and said.

"Well, well, you are worthy of being my royal sons." The emperor was very happy when he saw the princes kneeling down one by one.

Many military generals also asked to fight.

Emperor Yongkang appointed the fifth prince to lead the troops to rescue, and appointed several experienced generals to assist him. Two of the people selected supported the fifth prince's faction. The second prince Feng Lingyun was in charge of food and grass, and even Feng Lingcheng was assigned corresponding tasks. Among the princes who stood up and asked for battle, only Feng Lingxiao was not assigned anything.

The Minister of War, the Minister of Revenue, and the Minister of Works were all named, and half of the officials in the court were named, and each department performed its duties.

"Your Majesty is wise." "Long live the emperor..." Feng Linglan himself was not assigned anything by his father, but this was exactly what he wanted. He stood there dishonestly, turning his head to secretly glance at his fourth brother, feeling unhappy that his father did not let his fourth brother lead the troops to the battle. What was so good about Feng Lingrui that guy that was better than his fourth brother? Don't lead the troops to fight and lose the battle, is this a joke?

Zhenmen Pass was clearly the place that the Li family army had defended for so many years, and his father just let Feng Lingrui take over. Why?

This time, it seemed that the emperor was going to let his sons go out and have some good experience.

“Dismiss the court.” “Long live the emperor…” In the study, Emperor Yongkang, dressed in a golden eight-clawed dragon robe, sat on the dragon chair, looking at the fourth prince kneeling in front of him with droopy eyes. This son looked a bit like him, and he didn’t know who he resembled in his ability to endure silence. It was probably the Li family. The Li family members all had this kind of temperament.

Emperor Yongkang felt unhappy when he thought of the Li family. No emperor liked someone to suppress him. In the hearts of the people, their status was higher than that of the emperor.

He thought that the Li family had been driven away to the border to guard the city gates, but he didn’t expect that the reputation of the Li family army still remained in the hearts of the people. If the old general Li died, there would be no Li family army in Feng Dynasty anymore! Thinking of this, Emperor Yongkang felt vaguely excited.

Being watched by his father, Feng Lingxiao stood on the ground with his back straight and his head down, letting his father's eyes scrutinize him, his heart was clear.

"Fourth brother, I know what you are thinking." After scrutinizing his fourth prince for a while, Emperor Yongkang spoke.

Feng Lingxiao remained silent, waiting for his father to speak.

"You want this world!" Emperor Yongkang said the most important sentence in one sentence, and added at the end, "You want it more than all your brothers."

Who doesn't want the world? Everyone wants to be an emperor, to control the life and death of all people, and to have three thousand concubines in the harem. But whether you can become an emperor still depends on fate. Those who are destined to be emperors will be the ones who sit on the throne in the end no matter what. Those who are not destined to be emperors will still be left with nothing in the end.

"Fourth son, don't blame me for this world. I will give it to whoever I want. As long as I am here, none of you are allowed to snatch it." Who let you bleed half of the blood of the Li family! The people of the Li family deserve to die! Emperor Yongkang drooped his triangular eyes, waved his hand, and said, "You can also go and get busy."

The last thing he wanted was to see his fourth son's face like this.

"Yes, I will take my leave." This was the second sentence Feng Lingxiao said after he came in. One greeting, one leave, no extra words. He listened to his father's words and had no intention of refuting.

Seeing his prince leave the room, Emperor Yongkang took the handkerchief beside him, covered his mouth and coughed softly, with a weird smile on his face. When he left his father, Feng Lingxiao's face was emotionless. His father was wrong. The world is not for anyone you want to give it to. All the brothers are fighting for it, not just him.

In the end, whoever can sit on the throne will have his own ability. After

leaving the palace, he waved for someone to come over, whispered a few words, and then Feng Lingxiao got on the carriage.

The carriage started to move, passing through the busy streets.

"Wa wah." The cry of a child came from the room. The child in the crib woke up and started crying when no one paid attention to him. He kicked his feet while crying, and the bedding in the quilt was soaked with urine. The grandmother and the little slave who usually took care of the child were not in the room. The child cried more and more aggrieved, and the cry became louder and louder.

The person sitting by the window held a jar of wine in his hand. He listened to the child's cry, tilted his head back and took a sip. The wine rolled down his throat, and he did not hug the child. From the day he knew that this child was not his second baby, Fang Ziye never hugged this child again.

Sometimes he would let someone take the child away because he didn't want to see this child. Sometimes he liked to let someone bring the child to him, watching the child cry without hugging or comforting him, and just let the child cry there.

Ershun, who was outside the door, heard the crying of the child and became anxious. He wanted to go in and comfort the young master. He didn't know what had happened to his master recently. He was in a bad mood and didn't even have a smile on his face.

The child cried for a while and then stopped. Maybe he knew crying was useless. After crying for a while, he stopped sobbing on his own.

After taking a sip of wine, Fang Ziye put down the altar and walked to the crib. He saw the child calling his little finger. He thought he was hungry. When he saw him coming, he waved his little hands and kicked his little feet and smiled sweetly at him.

Such a young child can recognize people. Can his second baby recognize people too?

When thinking of his child, Fang Ziye's eyes flashed with viciousness. He even forgot when he put his hand on the child's neck. He pinched the child's neck and saw that the child's eyes were about to roll back. He was startled and quickly let go of his hand. "Wow..." The child's breathing was smooth and he cried miserably.

"Master." Hearing something was wrong, Ershun, who came in from outside, saw that his master had just retracted his hand. He didn't have time to think about it. His body was faster than his brain and he ran to the young master. He picked up the young master and found that his pants were wet with urine. He thought he was hungry after waking up.

When he turned around, his master had left the room without knowing when. He called his grandmother to help, and the two of them quickly took care of the young master. They changed the bedding on the crib, and after the child had eaten his fill, he soon fell asleep again. Fang Ziye ran outside and stared at his hand in a daze. He almost strangled the child to death just now...