The weather in midsummer was getting hotter and hotter. The temperature of the earth was getting higher and higher under the scorching sun. It hadn't rained in the north for several months. The people were looking forward to a rain from God, until the wells could no longer draw water. The ears of crops planted in the fields were dry and without grains. Then the withered crops died one by one. There hadn't been a drop of rain.

The old woman sitting in the field was crying, and her heart was broken with each cry.

God didn't give people a way to live. The government had harsh policies and heavy taxes. The landlords would have to collect rent soon. The land had not yielded a single grain this year. Where would the grain come from to feed the officials and the landlords? In addition to crying that God didn't give people a way to live, the old woman didn't know how to live on.

Bad news was sent to the court one after another

. The drought in the north had resulted in a total crop failure. The flood in the south had submerged tens of thousands of acres of fertile land, killing countless people. The flood had washed away people's houses, leaving them homeless. The court's treasury was empty, and the court could not even distribute the silver for disaster relief. When the silver that was distributed reached the lower levels, there was little left. There were countless corrupt officials, who were like termites eating up the land of the Feng Dynasty. If this continued, even without natural disasters and man-made disasters, sooner or later, the Feng Dynasty would perish.

When the news of the fall of Hecheng reached the court, Emperor Yongkang was out of breath and fell on the dragon chair, clutching his chest. The ministers below were immediately in chaos.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty, wake up."

"Quickly call the imperial physician!"

"Call the imperial physician..."

The court was in chaos. The Eighth Prince suppressed the panicked officials, scolded them, and ordered the palace servants to help the emperor and asked them to invite the imperial physician.

The eldest prince Feng Lingcheng was trembling and crying for his father, and the young seventh prince Feng Linglan stood below, at a loss. It was His Royal Highness the Wing Prince who stepped forward and carried his father out of the hall and onto the dragon sedan chair.

It was not until this time that the ministers in the court realized that His Royal Highness the Wing Prince was so tall that he could easily carry the elderly emperor onto the dragon sedan chair.

Some old officials even thought that their Feng Dynasty needed such a powerful king. If His Royal Highness Prince Yi became the next king of their Feng Dynasty, it would not be a problem. However, His Royal Highness Prince Yi was the crown prince, which was probably against the etiquette. Such a thought flashed through their minds and passed quickly. Before leaving, the old palace attendant did not forget to shout, "Dismiss the court!"

All officials chased after the dragon chariot to the emperor's bedroom.

In the battle of Hecheng, the marshal Feng Lingrui did not command properly and was fooled by Zinu, which led to the loss of Hecheng. In the end, less than 30,000 soldiers were left out of the 100,000 troops. The frail Fifth Prince evacuated Hecheng with the remaining troops.

As long as the land is green and the mountains are there, there is no need

to worry about running out of firewood. If you have lost your life, how can you talk about the future? If you fall into the hands of that Zinu, your life will be in danger! It's just a pity for the people in the city. The people who didn't have time to escape were trapped in Hecheng and fell into the hands of Zinu. This time, Zinu captured Hecheng and entered the city, looting the people's gold and silver and looting food.

Fortunately, this time when Zinu captured Hecheng, he didn't massacre the people in the city like he did in Zhenmenguan, but turned all the people here into slaves in his hands.

Perhaps the barbaric Zinu also understood that if they killed all the people of Feng Dynasty, even if they took over Feng Dynasty, there would be no people in the country, and it could not be called a country. Therefore, they changed their strategy this time, intending to turn all the people of Feng Dynasty into their slaves, to be owned by them and to be used by them.

Slaves are people who have lost their freedom and are at the mercy of others, which is also pitiful.

Living is always better than dying; but sometimes, living is more painful than dying.

The little things that are discussed on paper are moved to the battlefield. The battlefield changes rapidly, how can the study of military affairs on paper be compared? The Fifth Prince was arrogant and conceited, looking down on others and insisting on his own way. It was not surprising that Hecheng was taken away by Zinu from Feng Lingrui, as if it had been destined.

The army of Feng Dynasty was beaten back by Zinu's army. Zinu was extremely powerful and could fight ten to one. He was like a wolf and a tiger, and wanted to swallow up the entire Feng Dynasty.

After the loss of Hecheng, Feng Dynasty lost two more cities within a month. The morale of Zinu's army, which had been winning all the way, was greatly boosted. The army of Feng Dynasty was beaten back. When they heard that Zinu was coming, they were so scared that their legs and feet became weak. How could they fight Zinu?

Zinu's army marched straight to Fengdu, intending to capture Fengdu and seize Feng Dynasty.

If Zinu became the emperor, the Feng Dynasty would probably be destroyed, and history would be rewritten. When

the news of the loss of Hecheng reached the court, Emperor Yongkang, who was already in poor health and worked day and night for state affairs, collapsed in anger. For a while, the ministers in the court were worried. What if Zinu really attacked?

"Doctor Feng, Doctor Wang, please come in quickly."

Soon, Doctor Feng and many other doctors from the Imperial Hospital hurried over and were invited into the emperor's bedroom.

The emperor's bedroom was bright yellow everywhere. The Eighth Prince, the left and right prime ministers, several old ministers in the court, and several princes were all guarding here. On the dragon bed carved with golden dragons, the unconscious emperor lay there, covered with a bright yellow quilt, and his lips were pale and bloodless.

Seeing the old doctor Feng come in, the people guarding inside made way for him. The old doctor Feng went forward to check the emperor's pulse, his face solemn.

The son of old doctor Feng, the young doctor Feng Zhenglun in the Imperial Hospital also followed behind his father. It was the first time that he looked at the old emperor lying on the dragon bed from such a close distance. It was this old immortal thing that occupied his most beloved beauty, causing him to meet his beloved and their children without being able to recognize each other.

A cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he wished he could kill the person lying on the dragon bed at this moment!

But he couldn't do it yet, it was not the right time. Behind him was the entire Feng family. He couldn't let the Feng family be buried with him, Feng Zhenglun, and couldn't let his most beloved and children be without anyone to rely on in this deep palace.

"Old Doctor Feng, how is His Majesty's health?" The Eighth Prince stood in front of his brother's bed, looking worried.

There are so many dirty things in the deep palace, fathers and sons, brothers harming each other, nobles and beauties in the harem fighting for the throne, and there are so many wronged souls in the harem. Old Doctor Feng has been a doctor in this palace for most of his life. He has seen everything and has a good idea of ​​the emperor's health.

But what to say, what not to say, and how to say it, Old Doctor Feng has to know the limits of his own psychology.

Doctor Feng's answer was also quite conventional. He said that Your Majesty had overworked and his Qi and blood were weak, so he should take a good rest. Then he stepped out and said, "Why not let Doctor Wang take Your Majesty's pulse?"

If we give others a chance, if something really happens, everyone will bear the responsibility together. If something really happens, it will not be blamed on him alone. As the saying goes, the law does not punish everyone. Giving others a chance is also to save your own life.

"Fourth brother." Feng Linglan stood beside Feng Lingxiao. Even though he was not close to his father since he was a child, he was very anxious when he saw his father lying unconscious on the bed.

There was no expression on Feng Lingxiao's face. He was as calm as a mountain.

Feng Linglan liked his fourth brother since he was a child. Now he regarded his fourth brother as a kind of support. Seeing his fourth brother's calm expression, his panicked heart was temporarily settled.

If his father really fell at this time, Zinu would attack. The person who will be the crown prince has not been confirmed yet, and I am afraid that there will be another fight at that time. If they fight for the throne at this time, it will give Zinu an opportunity to take advantage of it, and their Feng Dynasty will really be destroyed.

The country is gone, and they, the princes, have become slaves of a fallen country, which is really pitiful.

Among their brothers, Feng Linglan supports his fourth brother to be the crown prince. If his fourth brother becomes the crown prince and becomes the emperor in the future, Zinu will never dare to interfere with their Feng Dynasty. They must send a large army to drive Zinu back to the grassland and drive him across the Tianshan Mountains, and never dare to invade their Feng Dynasty again!

"Don't worry, the doctors are here. I believe they have their own way." Feng Lingxiao's tone did not contain any panic or uneasiness. He believed the doctors had their own way.

But he also knew in his heart that his father's body could hold on until now, relying on the elixir from Li Shan. Otherwise, he would have died in the serious illness in the cold winter. How could he still be alive today?

The doctors behind came forward one by one, and the results of their diagnosis were almost the same. The doctors who survived in the palace were more cunning than the others. They were flawless in what they said and did, and people could not find any mistakes in them. After some discussion

, the doctors prescribed a prescription, which was nothing more than a medicine for replenishing qi and nourishing the body, which was quite standard. Your Majesty needs to take good care of his health, but these imperial doctors also understand that at this age, the emperor's health problems have accumulated over time and are difficult to cure.

These imperial doctors all know that the emperor has been seriously ill for several times, and it is really unknown how long his health can last. "Go quickly." Send the medicine slave to get the medicine, quickly boil it and send it to your majesty for him to take.

The ministers outside the bedroom were waiting anxiously outside. The old minister lifted his clothes and knelt on his knees, kowtowed to the sky, and kept muttering to bless their majesty and their Feng Dynasty...

Your Majesty, please don't be in trouble. If your majesty is in trouble at this time, their Feng Dynasty will really be gone!