Chapter 102: Leave it to fate

"General Chen, your family has worked hard. For the Yanyan Kingdom, the soldiers have worked hard." Yun Ran said something dry and couldn't say anything more.

War is too cruel.

"My father and mother asked me to bring some medicinal herbs, hoping that they can help." Yun Ran asked the palace servants who followed him to deliver the things one by one.

Finally, he took the one-third of ginseng and handed it to Xu Xinyu personally.

"Madam Chen, this is from my mother. The Feng family gave my mother a ginseng before. My mother cut some and asked me to bring it. If it's not enough, you can hand over another letter to my mother and she will give more."

This sentence has already shown the queen's sincerity.

The Chen family was very moved.

Civil and military officials, everyone knew that ginseng was a treasure, but they didn't expect the queen to be so generous and give it away.

"Thank you, Her Majesty, for the medicine." Xu Xinyu took it respectfully, and immediately asked the court doctor to cut two slices to boil water for her eldest son.

Yun Ran saw Chen Jiming on the bed and could only say some comforting words.

The military strength of Yanyan is still insufficient, but they cannot recruit a large number of soldiers, and the people can't bear it.

It is still necessary to improve the combat effectiveness of the soldiers and the advanced technology of weapons.

At this moment, he was still very fortunate that his second brother could design a ten-round crossbow, otherwise his brother Emperor Lu might not be able to resist it.

Loulan is located in the northwest, with many mountains and strong winds and sand. The living conditions are worse than Yanyan, so the people are very tough, and everyone is a combative person.

The country of Yanyan is located in a hilly area with rich products.

In the past, Loulan always exchanged the things Chiyan needed with equal supplies.

But this time, the war was provoked because of the ambition of the second prince.

This incident was a great stimulus to him.

He also made up his mind to learn martial arts well.

It seems that he also needs to find Lord Feng to learn martial arts.

At noon, Feng Zuwen came back from duty.

There is no need to go to duty in the afternoon because King Ming comes to teach.

Yun Ranqing is a good seedling for learning martial arts.

It has only been a few months, and his foundation has been laid very solid.

Feng Zuwen decided to take out the martial arts book given by Feng Tianxing and give it to him.

Take him to the study.

"Disciple, today your master will give you a martial arts secret book. Practice well in the future and don't let your master down." Feng Zuwen explained very seriously.

"Yes, Master, I will work hard." Yun Ranqing took it respectfully.

When Yun Ranqing saw the title of the book, he felt familiar.

Xiantian magic!

It seemed like he had practiced it before.

But he couldn't remember it for a moment.

But he was only nine years old now, how could he have practiced it?

"Master, what kind of skill is this? Is it passed down from the Feng family?" Yun Ranqing was very curious. The title of the book didn't sound simple. "

Don't ask so many questions. Remember to practice well. When you are in the palace in the future, protect Tianxing more. It will not be in vain for Master to cultivate you so much." Feng Zuwen was most worried that the girl would be bullied when she entered the palace.

He was scared last time she fell into the water.

This kid didn't teach in vain. He knew to jump into the water to save people immediately.

According to the old rules, Feng Zuwen asked Yun Ranqing to prick his finger and drip three drops of blood on the cover of the book.

A strong light flashed and sank into his brow.

Yun Ranqing was startled, but quickly calmed down.

The content of the book was engraved in his mind.

A man who looked a bit like his father began to practice the innate magic.

He felt that was himself. Don't ask why, he just had this feeling, very strong.

The man looked about thirty years old, but seemed younger, with gray hair.

Every move was majestic, driving the air to flow like water.

Slowly, the man flew high into the sky and overlooked the mountains.

Then, suddenly a pair of unicorns flew over and practiced with him, cooperating tacitly.

The mountains below were swaying with his moves.

Yun Ranqing looked carefully at every move of the man, as well as the text descriptions next to it.

He seemed to have suddenly realized the true meaning of martial arts.

About half an hour later, Yun Ranqing woke up from his silence.

His eyes shone brightly.

"Master, what kind of magic skill is this? It's amazing." Yun Ranqing's face was full of excitement.

"Remember to keep it secret. This is specially given to you by Master. Remember, don't show the martial arts in the book in front of others unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Yes, Master."

"Okay, that martial arts is very domineering. There is no need to practice it in the mansion, otherwise my mansion will be razed to the ground by you.

Go to Juyuan Mountain outside the city to find an open place to practice. For martial arts, Master only plays the role of leading you into the door. It all depends on you to practice more."

"Thank you for your teachings, Master. I will practice seriously."

At this time, Yu Changfang called the Marquis outside.

"My Lord, I have something to report."

"Come in. Okay, you go out and practice." Feng Zuwen waved to Yun Ranqing.

Yun Ranqing walked out of the door and was very grateful to Feng Zuwen. He had not yet recovered from the martial arts in his mind.

Such a good martial art, the master was willing to give him. This selflessness is unmatched.

"My Lord, there is news about the Chen Mansion that you asked me to pay attention to. After the eldest son Chen came back with serious injuries, the imperial physician said that it was up to fate.

In other words, it might not be cured. There were several injuries in the vital parts, which were very serious, and he also lost a hand." Yu Changfang said very sadly.

Feng Zuwen listened, closed his eyes, and sighed.

The sorrow of the generals.

"Go prepare the carriage. I'll bring my daughter with me and we'll go take a look together." Feng Zuwen ordered and then went to the inner courtyard.

As it turned out, the young lady was not in the inner courtyard, but was called to Gu Chi

's place. Feng Zuwen came out again and went to the place where Feng Yuanhao had class.

He saw that Gu Chi was actually teaching the young lady to draw.

And she drew quite well.

Feng Zuwen couldn't teach this.

When he got closer, he saw that the young lady was drawing a horse, but it didn't look like a horse, it looked more like a donkey.

"The young lady drew this donkey very well." Feng Zuwen praised disobediently.

Feng Tianxing looked up at her father and threw away the brush.

[Dad, you are bullying me. I clearly drew a horse. How could it be a donkey?]

Her little mouth pouted high.

Feng Zuwen slapped his forehead. He should have praised based on his first impression. What a mistake, what a mistake.

"Why does it look more like a horse? Well, if you practice harder, you can draw a real horse." Feng Zuwen immediately came to the rescue.

Feng Tianxing smiled.

"Mr. Gu, I have something to do. I have to take my daughter to General Chen's mansion." Feng Zuwen explained his purpose.

Feng Tianxing's eyes lit up when he heard it.

[Go to my second sister-in-law's house? It's a pity that my second brother hasn't finished school yet, otherwise it would be great to go together. ]

But just as she was about to leave, Yun Ranqing followed her.

"Sister Feng, I haven't seen you for two days. I'll go with you."

Feng Tianxing no longer felt anything for this little follower, so she let him follow.

Feng Zuwen brought Feng Tianxing to the Chen Mansion.

The old housekeeper led the people in. From the old housekeeper's expression, it can be seen that the whole Chen family is filled with sorrow.

Arriving at the courtyard where Chen Jiming lived, they saw that the servants were all walking very lightly, not daring to make any big movements or noises.

It was conceivable that their young master was really facing a life-and-death crisis.

Feng Zuwen carried Feng Tianxing into the inner room and saw Chen Jiming lying on the bed, with his right arm wrapped in thick gauze and blood oozing out.

His face was lifeless and frighteningly pale.

"Zu Wen." Chen Zhizhong called out when he saw Feng Zuwen coming in, but his voice was very suppressed.

"What did the imperial physician say?" Feng Zuwen asked. In fact, he already knew from Feng Tianxing's inner voice that it would not be a good result.

"Leave it to fate." Chen Zhizhong shook his head helplessly and painfully.