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Chapter 250 Scroll B Turns Out to Be Her! (The first one asks for votes!)

It is true that Feng Ziying seldom came to Ningguo Mansion, but she often went to Rongguo Mansion. Qin Keqing also knew about this situation from Wang Xifeng, who had a close relationship.

Dalang of the Feng family had a close relationship with Jia Lian, and had a lot of contacts with Baoyu. Even the second master over there valued him very much, so he often went to Rongguo Mansion.

Even if Feng Jia Dalang came here, Jia Zhen and Jia Rong would definitely accompany him. It was almost impossible for him to talk to Feng Jia Da Lang alone, but at the Rongguo Mansion, Feng Jia Da Lang came in and out. It's much more casual, and often a maid or servant can go in and out, so it's easy to find opportunities.

"Ruizhu, I heard that this old man of the Feng family has won the Juren right now. Second Uncle Bao is studying like this. I'm afraid that the political master in the West Mansion is even more anxious. Didn't Second Uncle Bao get beaten in the past two days? Guess I am afraid that Mr. Zheng wants to invite that old man of the Feng family to come over to the house, so he can teach Second Uncle Bao a lesson, and you can help me to listen and see if there is any news."

After Qin Keqing thought about it, she still had to go to the Rongguo Mansion. The Ningguo Mansion was too inconvenient. Fortunately, she often went to talk to Wang Xifeng, so she was familiar with it, and she didn't worry about being noticed.

"Why does Grandma think this Uncle Feng knows something?" Ruizhu couldn't help wondering, "This Uncle Feng is only 14 years old, how could he know these secret things about Grandma?"

"Ruizhu, I can't tell, but as soon as I saw him looking at me, I knew he must know something that other people didn't know, because that look was completely different from the way other men looked at me. , um, a little pity and intolerance, and some sympathy, think about it, he is an outsider, and it is the first time we meet formally, why should he look at me like this? Am I pitiful? Then where did he see it? I'm poor?"

Qin Keqing's self-reflection is very careful, and it is not unreasonable.

"The servant girl always thinks that this Uncle Feng is unlikely. His age does not match. Well, he is even two years younger than grandma. How is it possible..." Ruizhu insisted on her own opinion.

"In this case, I can only know the answer if I find him." Qin Keqing shook her head.

"But what if he refuses to tell?" Ruizhu proposed another possibility.

"That's okay, it means that many people know about my situation, so sooner or later I will be able to dig out all this." Qin Keqing's attitude was very firm.

"Grandma, in fact, you don't have to be so anxious. The servant girl feels that this matter will be known sooner or later. Since they can send the maidservant and the orb to the Ningguo Mansion without much concealment, well, they are not even afraid of you knowing. I'm not worried about you knowing, maybe I think the time is not ripe yet?"

In the past three years, Ruizhu and Baozhu have become Qin Keqing's closest and indispensable maids. The relationship between the three is to some extent more like companions who share the same disease, because the hidden secrets need to be shared to let everyone It's easier, but it also brings them closer to each other.

Qin Keqing knew that what Ruizhu said was not unreasonable, but this kind of suffering was too uncomfortable. Seeing Jia Zhenjia Rong's fake face every day, she felt an indescribable disgust, which even increased day by day.

She can even be sure that Jia Zhen, Jia Rong, father and son, and even Jia Zhen's father, Jia Jing, have obtained enough benefits from their life experience, otherwise they would not treat themselves with such an attitude, and they would not even want to understand the real truth behind it. That's why Qin Keqing felt extra cold and contemptuous.

The two fathers and sons in the Ningguo Mansion, and even Jia Jing who is hiding in the Xuanzhen Temple and practicing Taoism, are a bunch of filthy villains who can sell anything for profit.

"No, Ruizhu, I don't want to wait any longer. Since there is such an opportunity, why don't you give it a try?" Qin Keqing seemed extremely determined at this time, "As you said, if they are not afraid of me knowing my own It’s no big deal if a Feng family master knows something about his background. So I decided, if I have a chance, I will directly ask this Feng family master who is extraordinary!”

Feng Ziying didn't know that she had been targeted by many people, and Jia She and Qin Keqing were just one of them.

"Who sent this?" Feng Ziying stared at the ink in front of her. It was like snake skin and had an extraordinary color. It was a rare Liao Tianyi.

In addition, there are ten Hu brushes, a roll of rice paper, and an eel-yellow Chengni inkstone.

"Master, there is a post here." Baoxiang sent the post.

Feng Ziying looked at the words "Nanzhili Wujiang Shen", the characters were elegant and graceful, but her heart was shocked, it turned out to be her!

Some blurred impressions seemed to come alive all of a sudden, making Feng Ziying a little distracted for a while.

Seeing Feng Ziying dazed with these seemingly insignificant things, Baoxiang didn't dare to disturb him, so he had to hide quietly.

Feng Ziying was indeed distracted.

The scene of the Great Huguo Temple seemed to suddenly become clear again like a pretty dimple whose veil had been lifted. It turned out that the calm and composed face of Yi Chen Yi Xi had already been burned in his mind.

It is undoubtedly an exaggeration to say what it is love at first sight, but there is no doubt that the girl left a very deep and vivid impression on me.

Shen family.

He and the Feng family can also be regarded as fellow villagers.

It has been two years since Shen Xing went to Dongchang Mansion to serve as the magistrate. The Feng family also visited him several times in Linqing. Well, of course Duan Xigui went there on behalf of the Feng family. The Xue family also developed very smoothly there. The situation in Shandong is quite gratifying.

There were no extra words, just two simple and refreshing words of congratulations, which made Feng Ziying feel very comfortable.

In the past few days, he has heard all kinds of praise and flattery too much, which has already made him a little numb. On the contrary, these two simple congratulations can better show the writer's unconventional.

Last year, the Shen family also sent some Suzhou embroidery and Biluochun tea leaves, and the Feng family also gave back some special products from Shandong and outside the customs, such as ginseng antler and black dates.

But Feng Ziying was still studying in the academy at that time, so she didn't know about it, and when she came back from the spring break, it had been a long time.

This time, it was the congratulatory gift from someone who was selected by him.

Compared with those gold, silver, jade and emerald objects, Feng Ziying seems to prefer this kind of more elegant objects.

I don't know if it is arty, or do I have a better impression of the gift giver?
Maybe I should take some time to pay my respects, Feng Ziying pondered.

But what about praying back?It's impossible to see that girl again, but at least it can show that I have received the Shen family's wishes. By the way, there is also Shen Zizheng, um, I don't know if he won the exam this time?
The announcement of the list on that day was too busy, Feng Ziying only cared about her own, and was too lazy to know about the situation of other academies. She only knew that Yang Sichang and the Hou brothers had passed Qiu Wei smoothly, but Shen Zizheng didn't care about it. Thinking of this Feng Ziying felt that she seemed to have neglected it.

at the same time.

"Sister, why is that Chengni inkstone missing from home?" Shen Zizheng was quite puzzled as he rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the room.

The Chengni inkstone was specially entrusted by his father to bring it back. He clearly remembered that it was placed in a corner of the bookshelf in the study, but why it disappeared.

"Oh, I'm giving it away." Shen Yixiu put away the brush calmly, his gaze moved slightly, and he looked out the window.

"Give it away? My father asked someone to buy it, and I said it was going to be a gift for Brother Wen Ruo." Shen Zizheng was a little frustrated, and then suddenly looked at his sister suspiciously: "Sister, you said you gave it away? Who did you give it to? You gave it to?"

"It's not from me, it's from our Shen family." Shen Yixiu's face blushed, but because of the angle, Shen Zizheng didn't notice the subtle change in his sister's facial expression.

"Oh, it was arranged by father?" Shen Zizheng was speechless, since it was sent on behalf of the Shen family, it must have been arranged by his father.

"Well, that's right. Dad only said that what should be congratulated should be congratulated, and I will make my own decisions." Shen Yixiu wiped a handful of drooping hair, then put down his pen, calmed down, and was about to get up and leave.

"Who did you give it to? Is it a birthday celebration or..." This inkstone must be among scholars and literati. Shen Zizheng was also very curious. His father didn't have many friends in Beijing, so he only had a few of them.

"No." Shen Yixiu hesitated for a moment, and a red tide appeared in her ears. She was unwilling to lie, and she was unwilling to lie in front of her younger brother. She took a deep breath before pretending to be calm and said: "For this time and You joined Shuntian Qiuwei's students together, but he won the exam."

"Who?" Shen Zizheng asked subconsciously, could it be from the academy?Why didn't I know that my father also valued so much other than Yang Wenruo and the Hou brothers in my academy?

"Feng Keng from Qingtan Academy." Shen Yixiu tried to make himself calm and natural, explaining: "Father said that Feng's family is in Shandong, um, they are considered a famous family in Dongchang Mansion, and they often visit him, so I also The letter said that this time, Qiu Wei, the eldest son of the Feng family, should be congratulated if he wins the election."

"Feng Ziying?" Shen Zizheng suddenly understood.

After the event at the Dahuguo Temple, he had known Feng Ziying. Later, he also participated in the preparation of the Scholars Festival on behalf of Chongzheng Academy. After that, there were not so many contacts.

Shen Zizheng still knows his sister very well. If his father tells him to give gifts, sister should let himself do it. Is it because he is afraid that he will be in a bad mood because he has not won this autumn, so he deliberately Avoid yourself?

Thinking of this, he felt a little grateful for Sister's delicate thoughts, "Sister, actually, you don't have to avoid me, I understand, and I can see it, really..."

Shen Yixiu was so ashamed that he almost threw away the round fan in his hand, what does my brother know?

"Feng Ziying's basic knowledge of classics and righteousness is not good, but this guy's current policy theory is too powerful. Brother Wen Ruo and Ruogu Ruopu both admire him. I don't know if this guy has been exposed to government and military affairs in the border area for a long time, so I feel deeply. , the policies and theories written are also very targeted, and even many officials in the DPRK agree,..." Shen Zizheng said to himself: "So this guy got 140th in the exam and passed the test with a narrow margin. It is considered good luck. But it deserves its name. Now even Qiu Wei is paying more and more attention to current policy theory. I am not good enough in this aspect. In the past three years, I also plan to work hard on current policy theory. I will definitely be able to Passed!"

Shen Yixiu's heart was relieved by her brother's words. She really thought that her brother knew what was on her mind, but it turned out that she was only talking about his own affairs, which shocked her greatly.

A touch of melancholy also flashed across Shen Yixiu's heart. His father occasionally mentioned the Feng family intentionally or unintentionally in his letters, and he didn't know if it was...

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