The First Great Ancestor of the Five Dynasties

Chapter 450 Feng’s discussion of son-in-law
The Duke's Mansion of Qi State.

Feng Dao was lying on the couch, exposing his back, while Feng Qingchan was giving him an acupuncture.

Feng Dao's eldest son, Feng Qingchan's father, Feng Ping, was serving tea and water.

The old master half-closed his eyes and moaned, not knowing whether it was pain or comfort.

Feng Dao takes good care of himself, and is personally cared for by Feng Qingchan, a lover of traditional Chinese medicine, in his daily life, so his body and bones are relatively healthy.

But after all, as I get older, I sometimes experience pain in my muscles and bones, and discomfort in my legs and feet.

Feng Qingchan was extremely focused and steady when performing acupuncture. She held a thin silver needle between her two fingers and inserted it into the acupuncture point accurately and gracefully.

Feng Ping is in his 40s. He is a boring man. He is usually taciturn. Even at home, he can't say a few words to his father and daughter. After returning home from the office, he likes to find two wild history books, which he spends most of the night reading.

"Master Weng, how do you feel?"

Feng Qingchan adjusted the angle and thrust of several silver needles, always paying attention to Feng Dao's reaction.

The old man closed his eyes and moaned comfortably: "Hmm~ Not bad~"

Not only is it good, seeing the old man's ecstatic look makes him feel so comfortable.

Feng Dao said with emotion: "Yuan Jingrun's Huiyuan Acupuncture Technique. Many famous doctors wanted to learn it, but they never got it. However, my Chan'er inherited it perfectly.

With this skill of silver needles, even if I searched the Imperial Medical Office, there was no second person! "

Feng Ping looked at his daughter with loving eyes and said softly: "Chan'er is extremely talented in medicine. She is really the pride of my Feng family."

Feng Qingchan smiled lightly at her father.

Feng Dao glanced at his eldest son and snorted coldly: "Of course Chan'er is the pride of my Feng family. She is much better than you as a father. If Chan'er were a man, I wouldn't have to worry about Feng's future."

Feng Ping had no reaction, lowered his head and said: "What my father taught me was that my son was incompetent and let his father down."

Feng Dao got angry when he saw his tepid look. Just when he was about to scold him, he felt a slight pain in his back. He turned around and saw his precious granddaughter staring at him, and he could only shut up in anger.

Feng Qingchan always protected her father and did not allow Mr. Weng to teach him in front of her.

Although his father was just a little secretary with a meek and cowardly character, he loved him very much.

Feng Dao often hated his eldest son, thinking that he was a dignified veteran of four dynasties, had served nine generations of emperors, and had always been in the high positions of three princes and prime ministers, but his eldest son was an extremely ordinary and incompetent person.

He has no ability, let alone ambition, and does not want to make progress in his official career. Even if Feng Dao wants to pave the way for him, he must be willing to go on his own.

The talents of the Feng family's descendants have withered in their generation, and there are not many talents worthy of development in the family.

Every time he thought about this, the old man was filled with sorrow and sighed. Could it be that all the Feng family's luck had been wasted by him?
The more Feng Dao thought about it, the more worried he became, and the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He gave his eldest son a hard look and sighed, "After I die, what will the Feng family do?"

Feng Qingchan said angrily: "Master Weng, please don't talk nonsense!"

Feng Ping was silent for a while and said quietly: "If Kaifeng cannot accommodate the Feng family, my son is willing to lead his people back to his hometown in Yingzhou, and from then on he will continue the family through farming and studying."

Feng Daolao's eyes widened and he pointed at him tremblingly: "You evil son! I will be angry to death from you!"

Feng Qingchan gently slapped his hand and said with a smile: "What dad said is that there is nothing wrong with going back to your hometown in Yingzhou."

A smile flashed across Feng Ping's face, and he looked at his daughter with relief.

Feng Dao sighed: "The world is uncertain. Yingzhou is located on the border of Hebei and is often ravaged by the Khitans. If you go back, what will you do to protect your family?
What's more, the old man has worked hard all his life, starting from serving Liu Shouguang, the Jiedu envoy of Youzhou. He has gone through countless disasters and tribulations before he can get his current status. Only then can my Feng family gain a firm foothold in Kaifeng and survive through several dynasties.

When I return to my hometown, won’t all my life’s hard work be wasted?In that case, I will die with my eyes closed! ~"

Feng Ping said softly: "Rise and fall have their own destiny. The Feng family in Yingzhou prospered because of his father, and also declined because of his father. If we insist on long-term wealth, I am afraid it will cause disaster."

Feng Dao was anxious and wanted to grab the crutch leaning against the couch and hit the unscrupulous man: "You are such a traitor, you are talking nonsense! In a world of great strife, it is like thousands of sails racing against the rapids. If you don't fight, you will be in danger of destruction!" Feng Ping glanced at the old man, and his tone was as calm as a straight line: "If you are willing to give up glory and wealth, you can naturally not fight."

"Ah~ evil beast! You are really going to piss me off to death!" Feng Dao got up and was about to grab the cane, but was stopped by Feng Qingchan who was dumbfounded.

Feng Ping also kept silent, his expression as calm as ever.

A few words made the old father furious, but he himself seemed to be fine. No wonder Feng Dao often scolded him for being heartless and a "fairy" who drank in wind and rain.

Feng Dao cursed angrily: "I know that you, a bunch of idle cowards, can't guard the Feng family, so I thought of finding a capable husband for Chan'er, who will help the Feng family when the Feng family is in trouble in the future." Bundle."

Feng Ping smiled: "Father is talking about Dingyuan Marquis Zhu Xiu?"

"Hmph!~ That's right! I, Chan'er, have a good appearance, and I am also a disciple of a miracle doctor. I have seen all over the world, and only Zhu Xiucai is worthy of me!" Feng Dao said proudly, twirling his white beard.

Feng Qingchan's cheeks were rosy and she glared at him angrily.

Feng Ping said: "But as far as my son knows, the Feng family is not the only one who wants to recruit Zhu Xiu as his son-in-law. Compared with the Fu family, I, the Feng family, have no advantage. Even the historian of the Shatuo tribe has known Zhu Xiu for a long time and has a close friendship." It’s very difficult to make Zhu Xiu my Feng’s son-in-law!”

Feng Dao was trembling with anger. This unworthy man will not stop until he beats his old father to death!
Feng Qingchan's eyes were amazed and she said, "How could Daddy know so clearly?"

Feng Ping sighed lovingly: "It's a life-long event for you. Even if your father is a heartless 'immortal', he will still keep it in mind."

Feng Dao rolled his eyes again.

"Tell me, how about Zhu Xiu? Is he worthy of going to Chan'er?" Feng Dao snorted coldly.

Feng Ping said with a smile: "From the perspective of life, it is indeed extraordinary. Before reaching the age of weak crown, he was already the honor of the founder of the country. He has rich official career experience, deep qualifications, and extensive contacts. He can be called a young man in the imperial court. Generation No.1.

No matter how you look at it, this person is extremely outstanding, and he should be a good match with my Chan'er. "

Feng Dao stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction. This sounded like a serious sentence.

"It's a pity that this person is so dazzling that he attracted the attention of the Fu family. If the Feng family wants to compete with the Fu family, it's still difficult!" Feng Ping added.

Feng Qingchan lowered her head and played with the silver needle in her hand, wondering what she was thinking.

Feng Dao said angrily: "Isn't it just because the Fu family has the most military glory, how can they stabilize the Feng family?
When Fu Sisi was still leading horses for Emperor Zhuangzong Li Cunxu, I was already wearing purple clothes, attending the Hanlin Academy, and traveling around the palace. He was still my junior."

Feng Ping said quietly: "But now, he is the King of Huaiyang, one of the few kings with different surnames in our Zhou Dynasty, and he can be called the most distinguished family of the first army in our dynasty.

The eldest daughter of the Fu family is about to marry the Duke of Taiyuan, and she will surely become the mother of the country in the future. In comparison, my Feng family is bleak, so why should Zhu Xiu choose the Feng family? "

Feng Dao was so rebuffed that it was difficult to refute. He hit the floor tiles with his cane and said angrily: "The key to this matter still lies in Zhu Xiu. Just convince this kid to reject the Fu family.

Chan'er, are you sure that Zhu Xiu will change his mind? "

"I" Feng Qingchan was speechless and didn't know how to answer.

Feng Ping comforted: "Chan'er, if you also like Zhu Xiu in your heart, dad supports you to fight for yourself. If you don't want to, there is no need to marry someone you don't like for the Feng family."

Feng Dao glared at his eldest son and muttered: "Zhu Xiu is young and handsome, has a fortune, and is in a high position. How could Chan'er not like her?"

Feng Qingchan lowered her head and hesitated for a while, then summoned up the courage to say: "Master Weng, dad, I will talk to Zhu Xiu in two days."

After saying that, her own cheeks turned red, and there was a shy tenderness between her brows.

Feng Dao and Feng Ping looked at each other, and Feng Qingchan's look showed her thoughts.

Feng Dao twisted his beard and said with a smile: "Chan'er's appearance is not inferior to that of the golden talisman ring. I don't believe that Mr. Zhu is not tempted."

Feng Ping looked at his daughter lovingly and said softly: "Dad also hopes that you can marry a good man."

(End of this chapter)