When Zhang Mao opened his eyes and saw Zhu Fu and Li Huan, he tried his best to show a smile and trembled: "Mr. Cheng Guo, I'm afraid I may not be able to survive."

Zhu Fu said in a trembling voice: "Old Duke, you will live a long life, don't think too much about it."

Li Huan nodded and said: "Gong Cheng is right. Old Duke, don't think too much."

Shaking his head, Zhang Mao smiled and said: "I have seen every scene in my life. I have already seen through life and death. I die one day earlier and die one day later. There is actually no difference to me, but I still have some feelings in my heart.

I hope I can speak to the Emperor."

As he spoke, Zhang Mao's eyes fell on Li Huan.

Li Huan was stunned for a moment, then he immediately reacted and said: "Don't worry, my lord, your majesty is at the Fourth Guard Camp in Tengxiang at the moment. According to this, it is only a few miles away. If my lord wants to see your majesty, we can take him with you at any time."

The Duke goes."

Hearing this, Zhang Mao showed a smile on his face, nodded towards Li Huan, and then said to Zhang Lun: "Lun'er, don't cry, take grandpa to see your majesty."

Zhang Lun nodded while crying.

Li Huan looked at Zhang Mao who was lifted up, and felt infinite emotion in his heart. When he saw Zhang Mao in Jinglan Palace, Zhang Maoshang was still in good health, just like a normal person. He never thought that it would only take half a day to see him again.

At that time, the British Duke was already in such a state, which was really unpredictable.

Under the leadership of Li Huan, more than a dozen British soldiers from the British government protected the British Duke towards the direction of the Fourth Guards Camp of Tengxiang.

Just when he was about to enter the Tengyang Fourth Guard Camp, the British man lying on the door panel suddenly coughed rapidly and fainted again.

Zhang Lun couldn't help crying.

Li Huan quickly put his finger on Zhang Mao's pulse and found that Zhang Mao's pulse was disappearing at an extremely fast speed. This made Li Huan's expression change, because it meant that Zhang Mao's life was passing rapidly. If no measures were taken, Li Huan's face changed.

, let alone seeing the emperor, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive the Fourth Guard Camp in Tengxiang.

Li Huan touched several acupuncture points on Zhang Mao's body with his hand, and injected the internal energy into Zhang Mao's body again. Finally, Zhang Mao's life was suspended, but Li Huan did not dare to stimulate the last breath in Zhang Mao's body again.

A trace of life potential, otherwise, if you fall into coma after waking up, you will really have no chance to wake up.

Li Huan nodded towards Zhang Lun and said: "I have temporarily suspended the life of the old prince, but for at least one stick of incense, the old prince will not be able to hold on, whether he wakes up or not. The young prince should think about it.

, if you have anything else to say to the old Duke later."

Zhang Lun nodded hard at Li Huan, but firmly held Zhang Mao's old and gradually cold hand.

Zhang Lun knew that Zhang Mao's hands became cold precisely because the vitality in his body was passing away. Just as Li Huan said, he might only have one stick of incense left.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something bad has happened. Something has happened to the British Duke!"

Zhu Houzhao, who had just rested, couldn't help but sit up from the bed box when he heard what Gu Dayong was shouting as he ran over.

With a look of astonishment on his face, he looked at Gu Da running in and shouted in a deep voice: "Gu Daban, what are you shouting for? What happened to the British father?"

Don't look at the previous news that Zhu Houzhao learned about the news that Changxing Marquis Feng Hai led troops to Beijing and scolded Zhang Mao for being useless. Even the Marquis of Changxing couldn't stand it. But the scolding continued, but Zhu Houzhao also knew the significance of Zhang Mao's existence.

The presence of Zhang Mao means that the Xungui Group still has a backbone, which can help him, the emperor, to resist the pressure from the civil servant group to a certain extent.

Even if Zhang Mao almost got into trouble this time, Zhu Houzhao just kept it in mind and had no intention of doing anything to Zhang Mao.

At this moment, Gu Dayong yelled, which had to arouse curiosity in Zhu Houzhao's heart.

Gu Dayong gasped and said: "The news just came from earlier, the British Duke Zhang Mao led the soldiers of the Si Yong Battalion to Beijing."

"What, he dares to send troops to Beijing!"

Zhu Houzhao, who was wary of the capital camp because Feng Hai, the Marquis of Changxing, privately moved troops to the capital, was naturally furious when he heard that the British Duke Zhang Mao had sent troops to the capital without an edict.

Even though he knew that Zhang Mao might be moving troops to save the enemy, Zhu Houzhao already had a problem in his heart about moving troops without permission. Now that Zhang Mao was here again, one can imagine Zhu Houzhao's mood.

Gu Dayong could tell why Zhu Houzhao was acting like this just by looking at Zhu Houzhao's expression, but he still said: "Your Majesty, the British Duke transferred troops to Beijing and just blocked the rebels' escape route. The old Duke went to the battle to kill the enemy in person, risking the sword and fighting hard.

I refused to retreat, but I never expected to be shot by the rebels with crossbows. Now...now..."

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but be stunned. At this moment, he no longer cared about Zhang Mao's private deployment of troops to Beijing. He said in shock: "You said Zhang Mao was shot by the rebels with a crossbow?"

Gu Dayong nodded and said: "That's right. It is said that my life is hanging by a thread. I want to see His Majesty before I die. I have something to say to Your Majesty. At this moment, I am coming to see His Majesty under the protection of Brother Li Huan."

After all, the British Duke is the head of the nobles and the royal family. Since Zhu Houzhao ascended the throne, the British Duke has always stood by his side as the emperor and supported him most of the time. Now I heard that Zhang Mao was seriously injured and was about to die.

news.

After all, Zhu Houzhao was still the most affectionate emperor. At this moment, the anger and dissatisfaction with Zhang Mao in his heart had long since disappeared. He hurriedly got out of bed, put on his shoes and said, "Where are the people? Where is the British gentleman!"

At this moment, Li Huan's voice came from outside: "Your Majesty, the British Lord wants to see you!"

In the room, Zhu Houzhao had already rushed to the door, but he paused in his steps and his face was full of hesitation and struggle.

When Zhang Lun saw that there was no movement in the room, he didn't know that the emperor was angry with his grandfather. Remembering what his grandfather had said before, he immediately fell to the ground and kowtowed at the closed door, crying.

He shouted: "Your Majesty, Grandpa... Grandpa is dying. Before he dies, I just want to see Your Majesty. Please meet him."
Chapter completed!