A visit to Fangchun

Mr. Nan'an stroked his beard hehe and laughed.

An Shihong glanced at Feng Ziying: "Are you stupid? Uncle Feng's family is well now, and he came to our house to drink with my father for half a day. Did you forget?"

Only then did Feng Ziying understand, she rubbed her head in embarrassment, and smiled.

Mr. Nan'an looked solemn, and said slowly: "However, what my nephew said is not unreasonable. Let me think about it carefully."

Feng Ziying felt relieved and got up to leave.

Here Nan'an Gong also waved An Shihong back, but he walked slowly to Nan'an Concubine's yard.

Concubine Nan'an was bored for a long time, she was chatting and joking with girls and women, when she saw him coming, she knew that there might be something wrong, so she ordered people to serve tea fruit, ordered all the servants to retreat, and talk to her son.

After asking a few questions about Han Wen, Mr. Nan'an carefully chose his words, and carefully asked Concubine Nan'an's opinion: "Now it seems that the emperor wants to move the hearts of nobles, and the arrow is on the string. According to my mother, we Should the family try to persuade them, or should they help them?"

Concubine Nan'an is a person who has experienced great storms, how could she not understand what her son meant?After pondering for a moment, he sighed: "Your father passed away without a sound back then. I am well aware of the strangeness in the middle. But if there is a trouble, I am afraid that we orphans and widows will all end up. So I endured it." But for so many years, except for that old guy from the Jia family, all those people have pretended to be deaf and dumb. It would be a lie if I said that I didn’t mean to look at them in bad luck. It’s just four Wang Bagong is related to each other, so if you move one, you have to move one. The Jia family is the first of the four surnames in Jinling. If you want to move, it is difficult to go around their family. This is contrary to my only desire to preserve her. So, I am also contradictory."

Then, looking at his son, he asked back, "What do you think?"

Mr. Nan'an turned his head to look at the painting of blooming flowers and wealth hanging on the wall. It was sent by Jia's family when Concubine Nan'an celebrated her birthday last year.

"Although Jia's mansion is also absurd in its foundations, and there are many evils of bullying men and women, it is much cleaner than the other houses. Especially the brother of the Feng family who came to tell me about the Second Household of Rongguo Mansion, Bao Erye , he is really a good boy. If the emperor's temperament really sweeps him down, my son will also feel that it will really hurt the peace of heaven."

Duke Nan'an hesitated again, and sighed: "It's just that the emperor has always been more thoughtful, and my son is afraid that he will think that he is secretly inviting people's hearts..."

The emperor wants to be more ruthless, but the courtiers who handle affairs want to persuade them to be more lenient. If this word gets out in the future, doesn't it mean that Mr. Nan'an rescued these people from the emperor's butcher knife?How can I repay this kindness...

Today, he is a mean and ungrateful person. This point, in the hearts of everyone, is a consensus.

Concubine Nan'an nodded silently.

Grace comes from above.

It should have been their suggestion to deal with it harshly, and then the emperor was merciful and forgave those people's crimes.

"You'd better think of a more complete speech. The emperor's thoughts are meticulous and very transparent. If you build the steps firmly for him, he will follow the trend."

Nan'an claimed to be stepping down.

Two or three days later, Nan'an Gong called Feng Ziying to his home and interrogated him carefully for a whole day. After laughing, he shook his head and beat the red-faced Feng Ziying away, and went to the palace confidently. .

The emperor saw that he came and went very casually. He was in the side hall at the moment, without a hat or shoes, and sat on the bed with bare feet and pajamas listening to him. After listening, he stared at him and sneered: "You I haven’t talked in such a long and eloquent way for more than ten years, what’s going on today?”

Mr. Nan'an's face was slightly red, and he smiled unnaturally: "Isn't this minister angry for the emperor?"

The emperor put his feet on the ground, and Gao Hong quickly came up and knelt down to put on his shoes.

The emperor looked down at Gao Hong's hands, and said with a smile: "So we should use a big knife to kill all those families indiscriminately? Do you think the moat of my capital is as wide as the East China Sea? It's really troublesome!" How do you let the history books write about our monarch and his ministers? The four words of brutality and bloodthirsty can’t escape.”

He stood up and asked Gao Hong to serve him to put on his regular clothes, sat down and waited for Gao Hong to comb his hair, and smiled back at Mr. Nan An: "This is definitely not your idea, this is your old lady who asked you to come and give it to her." Are those old friends here to ask for favors?"

Duke Nan'an hastily knelt down: "I dare not bully you!"

The emperor gave him a sip, which almost made his scalp hurt. He glared at Gao Hong, and Fang said to Nan An, "Don't do this for me. I don't know you yet? Auntie, what power, when will you be able to fight?" Is she an old man? Come on, four kings and eight fathers, whose family does Auntie feel sorry for?"

Mr. Nanan knelt down on his feet in frustration, and said in a muffled voice for a long time: "Since my father passed away, only the old lady of Jia's family still has a third of affection for my mother. The people around me, my mother can't even bother to look at me." Go and see."

The emperor paused in his heart, his face was covered with frost, and he said coldly: "There are various courts, and most of them were provoked by the Jia family. Who are you to intercede for, but for a culprit?!"

Mr. Nan'an didn't dare to talk, straightened up again, and whispered: "However, what the emperor said is a bit off. It seems that the Jia family has caused a lot of these troubles, but the root cause is not in the Jia family."

At this time, Gao Hong had tied up the emperor's hair, put on the Nine Dragons Pearl Crown, said softly "Okay", and then went to bring tea to the emperor.

The emperor himself looked at it in the mirror, turned around and saw that Mr. Nan'an was still kneeling upright, and impatiently pointed him with his index finger: "Get up and talk. We all know that the root of this matter lies in Wang Ziteng's military power and military power. The belly of Concubine Jia in the harem. But how can this matter be resolved grandly?"

Lord Nan'an gritted his teeth, took out a letter from his pocket, and presented it: "Your Majesty, please read this."

The emperor accepted it suspiciously, and opened it up for a closer look, but after three or five elements, he straightened his back and widened his eyes, and read it in one breath, his face full of astonishment: "This letter has no sky above, no place below, neither looked up nor Unsigned. Who is this written to?"

Mr. Nan'an rubbed his nose and laughed: "This is written to Feng Ziying by the third girl from the Jia family."

The emperor was taken aback: "What?"

Mr. Nan'an sighed, and said: "Feng Ziying was the first time to receive a letter from another girl, and he jumped up and down happily. He didn't know that he got such a letter. Naturally, he didn't dare to tell his father. , so I took the servant's house to show the child, who knows that the minister happened to pass by and met him."

The emperor didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and the two pieces of paper in his hand shook to Duke Nan'an's nose: "Your majestic Duke, you actually went to snatch a young man's love letter to read it?!"