The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

"What? Why are you sick again?"

In the Imperial Master's Mansion, Jin Fengling frowned and looked at the little Taoist priest Miao Mu in front of him with an unhappy expression.

Miaomu looked sad and sighed:

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Master, he said some time ago that he was feeling sleepy and tired, and his appetite was not good every day. He could only eat some porridge and vegetarian food. He didn't eat much, but he still complained of bloating for some reason."

"The doctor was invited to check his pulse. The doctor said that the master's illness was caused by heavy moisture in his body and his advanced age."

"I thought so. The master previously lived in Jinling for a long time, where the climate was mild and humid, but now that he has come to Nanze, the humidity here is much heavier. The old master is not accustomed to the acclimatization, and the moisture in his body accumulates more and more, which is where the root cause of the disease lies. ”

Hearing this, Jin Fengluan nodded slightly.

Compared with Jinling, the climate in Nanze is indeed quite different. Even if I stay here, I feel uncomfortable. It was precisely for this reason that the capital of the country was set in Jinling.

But if it weren't for the traitor who raised his troops to rebel, how could he be in Nanze now, and the imperial master would not be sick. Thinking of this, Jin Fengling was angry, but he asked:

"No prescription?"

Miaomu nodded and continued:

"The doctor said that the master's disease was not a serious illness. Moreover, he was already old and could not be treated with strong medicine. It would be counterproductive. Therefore, he could only use a step-by-step prescription. He replaced it with a gentle diet and added it to his daily diet. Slowly remove moisture from the body.”

"The doctor gave me a recipe. I followed the doctor's instructions and cooked some red bean and barley porridge and other spleen-strengthening and dampness-removing foods for the master to take every day. The doctor was still very smart. As the days passed, the master's health gradually improved. , people also have some spirit.”

Speaking of this, Jin Fengling's face softened: "That's fine. Since it's better, let's add another hexagram."

But Miaomu suddenly wiped away tears and sobbed:

"But how could God fail to fulfill one's wishes, Your Majesty?"

"Just a few days ago, the master asked me to help him go for a walk outside. I saw that the master's face was rosy and energetic, and he seemed to be completely healed, so I agreed."

“My master was chatting and laughing with me along the way, and there were indeed no symptoms at all, but on the way back, a gust of wind suddenly came up.

The wind was so evil that the master's expression suddenly changed, his legs were shaking, and his whole body seemed to have lost strength. He couldn't walk at that moment. I was so frightened that I quickly carried him back to the bed. "

"Since that day, the master has not been sober. He only talks nonsense every day. His body is getting worse day by day. If he doesn't tell fortunes, he even eats, drinks and defecates in bed."

As soon as these words came out, Jin Fengling's face changed slightly, and he frowned and said:

"There were indeed strong winds in the past few days."

"However, as the Imperial Master said during his last fortune-telling, how could this wind make him... so seriously ill?" Jin Fengling frowned and looked at Miao Mu sharply.

Miaomu wiped her tears with her sleeve robe and choked:

"Master is getting older. He thinks he is better, and I think he is better, but after all, people cannot escape the power of heaven and earth, and birth, old age, sickness and death are normal."

"If there is not this gust of wind, there will also be the next gust of wind. The master can predict when the wind will come, but when it comes, there is no way to stop it, alas."

Listening to Miaomu's explanation, Jin Fengling frowned even more tightly.

She looked at the little Taoist priest up and down, but she felt a little hesitant in her heart. She always felt that the little Taoist priest's words were a little strange.

No, it's not weird, but it's very similar to the national master's tone, and every sentence seems to have Zen meaning in it.

"You are so seriously ill. Why didn't you tell me earlier and take me to have a look?" Jin Fengluan waved his sleeves and looked at Miaomu and said.

"Your Majesty, Master, I'm afraid he hasn't woken up yet, so..." Miaomu said quickly.

"Huh?" Jin Fengling stared.

"Yes, yes, your majesty, the trail will take you there right now." Miao Mu did not dare to shirk anymore, put down his sleeves and robes and immediately led the way. Jin Fengluan followed step by step accompanied by the eunuchs and maids.

After passing through the porch and before entering the inner room, an old voice came from the closed door.

"Miaomu, help me up quickly to meet His Majesty."

Jin Fengluan heard that this was the voice of the national master, and couldn't help but glance at Miaomu. Miaomu had a blank look on his face and whispered: "The master was asleep before."

With that said, he quickly walked forward and opened the door.

When Jin Fengluan entered the room, he saw the white-haired Imperial Master leaning on the bed. As Miao Mu said, his expression was indeed surprisingly bad.

"National Master, there is no need to be polite. I heard that you are seriously ill, so I came here to see you." Jin Fengling said calmly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The white-bearded old man reluctantly held his hand and turned to Miaomu and said, "Miaomu, go and open the window."

The window is facing the bedside. Different from ordinary houses, the window in this room is particularly wide. At this moment, the window and door are closed and even bolted. After hearing the words of the white-bearded old man, Miaomu looked worried:

"Master, it's windy tonight, so you can't open the window. This is what the doctor has told you. You can't feel the cold again now."

The white-bearded old man showed a faint smile, waved his hand and said:

"It doesn't matter. I've slept enough. It just so happens that I'll be extra awake now and won't get cold."

"Besides, if you close the window so tightly, how can I still observe the sky?"

"We can't let Your Majesty go all the way in vain."

Miaomu then went to open the window, but Jin Fengling was shocked and sighed: "Does the Imperial Master already know what I want to ask?"

The white-bearded old man shook his head, looked out the window, and said:

"There is a star, very bright."

Jin Fengluan nodded repeatedly, looked in the direction of the old white-bearded Taoist's finger, and said, "Yes, I just saw that it was particularly bright. It must be a revelation from God, so I went to find the National Master."

The white-bearded old man coughed lightly, then smiled and said:

"Earlier, I said that the crape myrtle is covered in dust, but the wind will come."

"Now that the wind is blowing and the fog is about to disperse, the crape myrtle is shining brightly."

"Just like the stars in the sky tonight! That is the Ziwei Emperor Star!" The white-bearded old man pointed at the night sky with a smile on his face.

Jin Fengluan's brows were filled with joy, and her smiling eyes turned into crescent moons. She praised repeatedly: "That's exactly what it was! What the Imperial Master said was right!"

"To be honest, the rebels have landed in Nangang and are very close to us. They will fight in the near future. I came here to invite the national division..."

Before he finished speaking, the white-bearded old man smiled and waved his hand:

"Your Majesty, Ziwei is shining brightly, so why bother calculating?"

"What you want to ask, I already have the answer in my heart, and God has given me clear instructions. Just do it, there will be nothing wrong."