If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

After finally getting through the first and second days of the New Year, on the morning of the third day, Feng Yishuang walked into the courtyard of Old Master Feng's study and asked to see Old Master Feng and the head of the Feng family.

Generally speaking, except for the head of the Feng family and Feng Yizhen, few people can enter the study of Old Master Feng. Not to mention the rules, the number of people guarding openly and secretly may be unknown to anyone except the head of the Feng family.

"Oh? Third Young Master?" Patriarch Feng raised his eyebrows after hearing the servant's report, "Please ask him to come in."

This was the first time Feng Yishuang had stepped into this legendary study room in more than ten years. He took a quick look around and found that, apart from the large number of books, it was no different from the other study rooms in the Feng family. It was even smaller.

Then he fixed his eyes on the two people sitting at the desk, "Yishuang met grandfather, met uncle."

Hearing his address, the old Patriarch Feng and the Patriarch Feng exchanged glances at the same time. Family etiquette?

"Well, sit down and talk if you have anything to say." Patriarch Feng pointed to the seat below.

Feng Yishuang was stunned for a moment when he heard this. How could he sit in front of the two powerful people in the Feng family? This was something that had never happened before. Not to mention him, even the eldest grandson Feng Yizhen might not have received such treatment. How did he catch the eyes of these two people?

"Thank you, Grandfather. I'll just stand."

"Haha, I heard that you beat up the second brother?" Patriarch Feng asked with a smile. This should be the only thing that made him happy after what happened in the second house.

It is estimated that there are few people in the Feng Mansion who don't want to beat up the second brother to vent their anger, but the only one who actually did it was Feng Yishuang, and his beating was quite ruthless. There was no trace on his face or body, and even the palace doctor could not find out where the injuries were. But looking at the way he grimaced whenever he moved, it was obvious that he would not be able to go out for ten days or half a month.

"Ah, where did this rumor come from? We haven't seen each other for a long time, and we just exchanged some skills. We have done this many times since we were young, right?" Feng Yishuang looked at his grandfather pretending not to understand.

If he hadn't still been feeling a dull pain in his right hand, he would have believed what he said.

Patriarch Feng and Patriarch Feng were stunned by his scoundrel tone and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Hey, Yishuang, what brings you here today?" The head of the Feng family put his right hand on his mouth and coughed lightly, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"It's like this. I'm going back to Liuzhou Prefecture after the New Year. I want to ask if the division of the family property between my grandfather and my uncle can be properly arranged before I leave, so that I can travel with peace of mind. You all know that the second branch is useless except for being a hindrance, and I'm really worried."

Feng Yishuang thought about it over and over again these two days, but decided to go and ask for a meeting with the old master of the Feng family. If this is not arranged properly, he is afraid that when he comes back next time, the second house will be in ruins.

"In the future, I will devote my energy to military affairs. I really don't have the time to take care of family affairs. I beg grandfather and uncle to help me."

The two heads of the Feng family looked at each other. They really didn't expect that Feng Yishuang came here today just to talk about this matter. Based on his original personality, they thought he came in to beg for mercy.

"Can you tell me what you think about dividing the family?" Patriarch Feng straightened his expression and looked at his third grandson standing below him. It was the first time in so many years that he began to look him in the eye.

Hearing his grandfather's words, Feng Yishuang was delighted. He had indeed come to the right place today. He lowered his head and thought about his plan again. "I only have two requests."

"Tell me about it," this time it was the head of the Feng family who took over.

"First, can we ask the second house to move not too far from the main house? I'm afraid no one will keep an eye on them. If they are sold, they will have to help others count the money. Otherwise, this incident wouldn't have happened today."

Seeing the two heads of the Feng family nodded, he continued, "Secondly, no matter how much property the second branch gets this time, can we ask uncle to take care of it for us as an investment? Just give some money every year to our parents to make ends meet."

"Why is that?" This really aroused the curiosity of the head of the Feng family. Wouldn't it be good to have the money in his own hands?

Feng Yishuang couldn't help curling his lips. It wasn't that he looked down on his parents, but they really didn't have the ability. So he, the son, would just be the bad guy. After all, he could beat up his own father, so he didn't care about one more thing. "Do you two really think so highly of them?"

This question made the two generations of the Feng family's patriarchs speechless. Indeed, this matter was not something they could decide just by saying they looked up to it, otherwise they would not have done such a thing as bringing people in even when the other party had already plotted against them at their doorstep.

Patriarch Feng looked at the young man standing not far from him, and only then did he truly feel something was different. In just a few months, this child had grown to this point. Not only had his ability to analyze things improved greatly, but he could also speak and act ruthlessly.

"Okay, I promise you." The head of the Feng family patted his thigh and agreed. Even if Feng Yishuang didn't come to see them today, he would not treat his brothers unfairly. This was his bottom line.

At this time, Patriarch Feng remembered another thing and asked, "I heard that you kidnapped a few servants?"

"A traitor will only cause trouble in the future. We have to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, right? Otherwise, if another orphan girl plots against us, we won't even be able to get our pants back." Feng Yishuang pulled out a sarcastic smile, even though the second house didn't have much cloth left in its pants.

The matter was settled like this. After Feng Yishuang returned to the second room, she told the nanny and servants to start packing their luggage and prepare to move in as soon as the house was settled.

The Third Young Master Feng had already done this. The head of the Feng family and the eldest lady Feng were not the kind of people who were stingy. Except for the things that needed to be passed down in the public treasury and could not be moved, every copper coin was divided into three parts. After obtaining the opinions of the third room, nothing was moved. They just wrote a receipt and sent it to the two rooms respectively.

Feng Yishuang directly grabbed Feng Erye's hand and pressed his fingerprints. Ever since he was beaten up by his own son, he has begun to fear this son who has a bit of a bandit-like nature from the bottom of his heart.

"What, what is this?" Master Feng, who was lying on the bed unable to move, asked while panting as he watched Feng Yishuang put away the document that he had not even had time to read.

"Your coffin book, I'll keep this for you." Feng Yishuang stopped what he was doing and glanced at him sideways, then raised his right foot, pulled a stool over, and sat down not far from Master Feng's bed.

It was not until Master Feng's eyes flickered and his whole body began to shiver that he spoke, "Does it hurt?"

"Huh?" Master Feng was so frightened by these words that he sat up immediately, but fell back with a "hiss".