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Chapter 1089 The Night of Rongguo Mansion (3)

Feng Ziying couldn't help laughing, shook her head, turned around and left the Jinlou.

The originally closed door creaked quietly when Feng Ziying's footsteps disappeared down the path. Siqi watched the swaying light and shadow of the lantern in the dark path slowly disappearing. tone.

She is not purely a child of the Jia family, her grandfather and grandmother all came from Suzhou with the Xing family.

The mother married the Qin family, and Qin Ming and Qin Xian of the Qin family were considered the sons of the Jia family, so from this point of view, she was also the son of the Jia family.

She has a strong and courageous personality since she was a child, and she doesn't get along well with such soft and charming temperaments as Heping'er, Xiren, and Zijuan, but she is quite compatible with Yuanyang and Qingwen, who are somewhat violent, but Yuanyang is wise and strong. And Qingwen is pure and straight and strong, which is a bit similar to her reckless and strong.

Although he and Qingwen were quarreling and not very harmonious on the surface, but in their hearts they both had a little sympathy for each other and knew each other.

It's just that her reckless temperament meets Yingchun's weak and honest temperament, it's like a frightened wind meets a slow doctor, this kind of conflict also made Siqi suffer a lot, but my young lady has such a temperament, Jiang Shanyi It is hard to change one's nature, no matter how much she persuades and guides her, Yingchun will not be able to change it.

Thanks to the presence of Uncle Feng, my daughter had the courage to challenge the old man's decision.

Siqi knew that because of his identity as grandfather, grandmother and father, his family's fate might not necessarily be tied to his own young lady, but if Yingchun wanted to marry into the Sun's family as the mistress, there was a high probability that he, the maid, would not be able to escape. After all, this is going to be a concubine. The Jia family will definitely marry a maid, and my parents and grandparents will definitely feel that I can follow the second girl to the Sun family to be the mistress, and maybe I can also take over the house. It is also a great thing for a person to become a master.

As for other things, they are not on their minds, but Siqi is not willing.

She had already inquired about the situation at the Sun family's side. It was a tiger and wolf den. Her daughter went to that place. She probably wouldn't survive for two years. Without the support of the master, Siqi didn't think she could survive in that wolf den. That's why when Fang Yingchun put all her affection on Uncle Feng, she would spare no effort to encourage and support her. For another maid, who would dare to intervene in such matters?Not discouraging is already good.

She originally hoped that if the second girl wanted to marry into the Feng family as a concubine, then the family could find a way not to marry the girl, but with Uncle Feng's reputation in the capital, if the young and young girl had no longing, then Impossible, but what really made her heart sway was that the sword could stop a million soldiers and go to the Hongmen alone after the legendary story spread in the mansion today.

Since she was a child, she admired and admired those brave heroes who immediately seized the flag and slashed the general. The Mongol army invaded and the whole city was terrified in Shuntian Mansion, but she never expected that Uncle Feng was able to turn the tide in Yongping Mansion. Defeating the Mongolian army in one fell swoop, people can't help but fantasize about his peerless demeanor looking down on all living beings at the top of Qian'an City.

Even the imperial court asked Uncle Feng to negotiate redemption matters with the enemy chiefs on behalf of the tens of thousands of captured Beijing soldiers. The Hongmen Banquet makes people feel chills when they think about it. It's an old example of turning into meat paste, but Uncle Feng was able to retreat completely, and he was able to negotiate with the enemy chieftain. What kind of heroism is this?

It is because of this that she, with a fluttering mind, was only ashamed and angry when the most precious part of the girl was touched by the other party inadvertently, but she did not reprimand him angrily. face.

Feng Ziying naturally didn't know that her performance in Yongping Mansion had been spread at an unprecedented speed and state after continuous myths and fermentations. The imperial court deliberately used the victory of Yongping Mansion to boost morale, and even further humiliated the original Beijing gang. The soldiers of the battalion also had a certain posture of fueling the flames, and all kinds of opportunities made Feng Ziying's reputation spread all over the world quickly.

As for Jia's mansion, the conversations with Jia She and Jia Zheng in the morning will naturally be fueled by those maids and servants. , I don’t know if it is the material that has been reprocessed several times.

If not everyone here knows Feng Ziying, I'm afraid they will think that he is a giant spirit general with eyes like copper bells, a voice like a bell, and a head like a wrestler.

Strolling along the stone path, Feng Ziying was not so eager at this time, anyway, she didn't plan to stay overnight in this garden, and it didn't matter if it was earlier or later.

In the Grand View Garden in early winter, there is a bit more cold and desolate artistic conception, but the water in Qinfang River does not seem to be small, but wait for another month, when the first snow falls, the Qinfang River will start to freeze .

What would it be like if it were covered in white snow, with beautiful green hills and pavilions hidden in the snow?
Looking from the Fengyao Bridge, there seems to be some lights in Qiushuangzhai. Perhaps Tanchun has not rested yet, but it is too far away to hear the sound. Walking along the stone path, the Xiaoxiang Pavilion is dark. Sister Lin and the others should They all fell asleep.

Standing on the Cuiyan Bridge, I can see that the lights in Yihong Courtyard are still on, and I can even hear some faint voices. It is estimated that Baoyu has drunk too much, and he may be making a fuss when he wakes up.

For a moment, Feng Ziying was a little emotional. It has been six years since she came to this world. She grew up from an immature child to a famous scholar in the Zhou Dynasty. But his own efforts are equally undeniable.

Efforts come from motivation, but where does the motivation to work hard after you come to this world come from?
To stand out from the crowd, to be in the prime of life?
It seems that this is the basic requirement to ensure the survival of oneself and even the family in which one belongs. It is difficult to analyze and judge the history that has been transformed from the original perspective. It is still affecting the history of this world, so this requires that you can neither rely entirely on the experience of the previous life, nor ignore the continuous influence of the original potential energy of the previous life.

Chaotic wear is so troublesome and tricky, it always makes you feel as if everything is under control, but the result is often an endless stream of accidents.

According to the timeline of the previous life, how could there be any Mongolian tribes invading the capital?Obviously, the appearance of Da Zhou, and even his arrival affected his father's appointment in Liaodong, which brought uncertain changes to the entire situation outside the pass.

So these Feng Ziying didn't bother to think much, the soldiers came to cover up the water and the soil, so let's just walk, as for the things around her, Qianhong cried and Wanyan felt sad, can she save it?It seems that it can start to work, but the building is about to fall, and it is unstoppable, so I can only stretch out my hand, and save as much as possible. It seems that this can also be regarded as a bad taste of stamp collecting as some people call it?
Isn't it right to be born to be, well, to be a man, especially a man in such a particular situation? ^_^
The chaotic and complicated thoughts kept sputtering and sputtering in Feng Ziying's mind, wandering wantonly, making him slow down even more.

"Master, Miss Ping'er has been waiting here for a long time." Seeing Feng Ziying stepping in with a pensive expression, Baoxiang hastily greeted her and whispered.

"Ping'er is here?" Feng Ziying was overjoyed.

Seeing the expression of joy on the man's face in the yard, Ping'er who was standing inside the door felt sweet. At least this man is not the kind of man who would refuse to accept his account when he lifted his pants. After hearing his name, he was not worried or disgusted, but from the bottom of his heart. Happy, anyone who looks at it is happy.

"Uncle Feng, this servant has been waiting for you here for a long time. I heard that the uncle is going to relax in the garden after drinking. You really have a heart."

There is something in these words.

Feng Ziying looked at Ping'er who was standing gracefully at the door of the house, wearing a lake green long skirt and a maroon velvet cloak under a light blue embroidered jacket, she looked more like a maid than a maid. Is a lady of every family.

Feng Ziying didn't care too much, and said carelessly: "Ping'er, don't follow your grandma to learn those yin and yang smells, good ones don't learn, but learn these unpopular ones..."

Ping'er pursed her lips and smiled, "Why don't you talk about grandma in front of grandma?"

"Hehe, you don't think you dare?" Feng Ziying glanced at Ping'er, then stepped into the room, "Baoxiang, go and watch the door, I still have something to talk about with Ping'er."

Baoxiang had already gone to guard the gate, Ping'er's face was hot, and before he had time to speak, Feng Ziying had pulled La into his arms, "Did you miss me?"

"No." Ping'er's heart was beating violently, but her slender hands were firmly gripping the edge of the cloak, "Don't be presumptuous, Baoxiang is still outside..."

"It means that if Baoxiang is not here, the master can be unrestrained?" Feng Ziying chuckled, but wrapped one hand around Ping'er's knee, and immediately hugged Ping'er, so scared that Ping'er couldn't help screaming stand up.

"My lord, this servant is here to talk to my lord,..."

"What are you talking about? The night is long, and there is plenty of time to say..." Feng Ziying smiled charmingly, her palms already inserted into the cloak.

"Grandpa, grandma wants to see you..." Ping'er was so startled that his voice trembled.

"Will your grandma want to see me?" Feng Ziying disagreed.

"Master, don't lose your conscience. Last time, you promised to see grandma, but in the end, you asked someone to bring it to you. There is no time. The last time you came back, it came and went. We are all after you returned to Yongping." Only then did I know, if it wasn’t for the servant who came to look for you this time, is it because the master is planning to return to Yongping Mansion tomorrow? If so, then why did the master say such things to the grandma and the servant, who provoked no one, but still... "

Ping'er's eye circles were also a little red, as if she was mourning for Sister Feng and her own fate.

(End of this chapter)