The first daughter is poisonous, the lord goes to bed obediently

Chapter 157 Love, Condolence

"You have been hiding secretly for so long, it's time to come out." Feng Xihe looked at the direction from which the cry came, and couldn't help but chuckled.

Seeing that he hadn't come out yet, Feng Xihe walked over, grabbed Feng Junyi by the ear, and dragged him out.

"How many times have I told you that you dare to attack your sister again!" Feng Xihe put his hands on his hips, Feng Junyi looked at Qian Feifei pitifully, and murmured: "It is illegal to abuse children!"

Feng Xihe couldn't help wondering what kind of kid he was, he was almost ten years old.

Qian Feifei was frightened by Feng Xihe's violence for a moment, and didn't react, until a man with a high profile came out of the hall, and then he was relieved.

The man was Ji Shiliu who had just brought Feng Junyi back to Jinling for his study tour. When Ji Shiliu saw Qian Feifei, an inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes, but he quickly restrained him.

A blush also appeared on Qian Feifei's cheeks, and she lowered her head.

Feng Xihe was holding Feng Junyi's ears, and was slightly taken aback after noticing the abnormality of the two of them.

Feng Junyi took the opportunity to run away, but she didn't know it.

Feng Xihe's eyes flickered. At that time, Feng Junyi said in the letter that when they came back, they would come to Shantang first. At that time, she still felt that the two of them had nothing to do with Shantang.

But now, she understands.

When returning from Shantang, Gu Fan, who was waiting at the door, breathed the cold air, wrapped his cloak tightly, saw that she seemed to be worried, and asked, "My lord, why are you not happy?"

"Oh, I see, is it because the prince didn't continue to accompany you." Gu Fan said to himself: "I'm going back, I must talk to the prince properly."

"I'm not unhappy." Feng Xi denied it, and then she hurried into the carriage and picked up a heater, "It's probably because the weather is too cold."

Gu Fan thought about it, and didn't have any doubts.

"That's right, you're not in good health yet, the doctor said you'd be afraid of the cold." She said, also got into the carriage, sat next to Feng Xihe, "Come on, I'll take you home."

Feng Xihe nodded silently, looking at the smiling Gu Fan from the corner of his eye, remembering the scene he saw just now, he suddenly felt that this was a big trouble.

A few days later, it was the day of the funeral for Mrs. Zhao, who was Mrs. Feng's nephew and daughter-in-law.Mrs. Zhao went, and Mrs. Feng needed to go to Zhao's house to express her condolences, so she called Feng Xihe together.

One night earlier, Feng Xihe was practicing calligraphy in the room, and when she saw Yuanying came back, she asked Yuanying who had returned from a visit, "Did Zhao Chu really ask Wu Zuo for an autopsy?"

Yuanying took off his night clothes, closed the door and said: "Young Master indeed invited you to come over, but Aunt He has already taken Mrs. Zhao's body into the coffin. Young Master can't open the coffin by force. I have to let Wu Zuo go back."

Putting down the writing brushes made by Feng Xi and Fang Xiangfei bamboo, he thought carefully, did Zhao Chu give up just like that?

Although Mrs. Zhao's death had nothing to do with her, Aunt He mentioned to her later that Feng Junyao had appeared at Zhao's house on the day Mrs. Zhao died.

At that time, after the maid went in, she found that someone had already punished Mrs. Zhao, so that they would not have to think of a way, so they directly dealt with Aunt He.

Feng Xihe could probably guess that it was probably Mrs. Zhao who Feng Junyao went to look for. If this was the case, if the coffin was opened and the autopsy was found out, it would definitely bring Feng Junyao a disadvantage.

Mrs. Zhao's mother's family is also one of the aristocratic families with a long history in Jinling City, so this Liangzi cannot be allowed to end here.

Immediately, Feng Xihe raised his eyes and asked, "Did Aunt He tell you which assistant the young master is looking for?"

Yuanying thought for a while, then said: "It is the most famous work of Qin Yu in the city."

Feng Xihe's hands froze, his face sank like water, and he shook his head, "Although Qin Yuzuo has a long-standing reputation in the city, the real friendship with the Zhao family is another Wuzuo who has just arrived in Jinling. This person's surname is Jin. The area around Tongjiang Mansion is well-known. Zhao Chu asked Qin Yu to come over, I'm afraid it's just to deceive people's eyes and ears."

Yuanying asked in surprise: "Miss, how do you know?"

"It's the brochure that Aunt He gave me before, which records all the properties of the Zhao family." Feng Xihe whispered.

Zhao's family is in Tongjiang Mansion, and there is a winery, which has always been managed by Fifth Young Master Zhao.Once, in order to make a profit, Fifth Young Master Zhao used to exchange inferior wine in wine. After being discovered by several people working in the winery, they took the opportunity to blackmail Fifth Young Master Zhao, and Fifth Young Master Zhao chose to kill him.

At that time, it was Jin Wuzuo who went for the autopsy and helped the Zhao family hide this matter.Since then, Jin Wuzuo has maintained a secret relationship with the Zhao family. Recently, Jin Wuzuo has come to Jinling through the relationship of the fifth young master Zhao to seek a broader future.

Yuanying listened, and immediately said: "The servant girl will go and check the resting place of Jin Wuzuo in Jinling City."

"Forget it." Feng Xihe glanced at the sky outside, and said, "Mrs. Zhao will have a funeral tomorrow, and whatever will happen will appear tomorrow."

"Jinling City is so big, and it's only one night, so I don't have much confidence in finding him. It's so cold outside, you might as well go back and rest first, and then go to the coffin shop in the south of the city after dawn."

Yuanying nodded silently, and then stood quietly beside Feng Xihe for a while.

Seeing that Feng Xihe continued to practice calligraphy, on the table, several collections of poetry were piled up scatteredly, Yuanying suggested: "Miss, can I help you with the books?"

Without raising his head, Feng Xihe said, "Okay."

Yuan Ying arranged the pages neatly according to the list on the side of the book, and then slowly put the pages on the shelf.

When she came back, she still didn't leave. She looked left and right beside Feng Xihe, as if she was very interested in calligraphy and poetry.

Sensing her focused eyes, Feng Xihe couldn't help asking: "Do you like these very much?"

Yuanying nodded subconsciously, then shook her head again, avoiding Feng Xihe's eyes.

Feng Xihe handed her the brush, "You write a poem and show it to me."

Yuanying wanted to refuse at first, but seeing Feng Xihe's insistence, she had no choice but to bite the bullet, dipped a brush in ink, and wrote a poem on rice paper casually.

After it was over, Feng Xihe looked over and was amazed by her talent. If she was just arty, then Yuanying's was the real master's style of writing.

Yuan Ying withdrew her pen in embarrassment, bowed her head and said, "This servant is showing her shame in front of Miss."

Feng Xi and Wei Leng, if this is considered ugly, then what is hers.

She smiled and said, "If you like it, I'll ask many people to send some pens, inks, papers and inkstones and a collection of classics and history to your room."

Although she was among the beggars when she saw Yuanying for the first time, after she knew that Yuanying belonged to Gu Shiyin, when she looked at the three of them, they were all vaguely bookish, presumably, They should have learned a lot in Prince Yu's Mansion since they were young.

Moreover, she had heard Gu Fan mention inadvertently that their family used to be a scholarly family.

In this way, she is not surprised that Yuanying is so keen on poetry.

"Thank you, Miss, no, it should be called Wangfei." Yuanying happily returned to her room holding the Four Treasures of the Study.

Then, she planned to go to the coffin shop the next day before dawn.

At the same time, in a house in the west of the city, the windows were closed, and the wooden door was "creaked" by the cold wind.

In this house, there are all kinds of scalpels and various autopsy tools, and the golden works that people are thinking about live here.

Tonight, Jin Wuzuo was covered with a heavy quilt and fell asleep. Tomorrow, he needs to cheer up.

However, when Jin Wuzuo was immersed in sleep, the wooden door was suddenly kicked open, and heavy snow poured in, which made Jin Wuzuo shiver and woke up from his dream.

"Who are you?" Jin Wuzuo gripped the quilt tightly, looking at the cold-faced visitor in panic.

"Our prince wants to see you!" Gu Zhun walked over and dragged him out of the blanket.

A copper lamp in the room was polished by someone. Under the dim candlelight, Jin Wuzuo rubbed his eyes, and saw two peerless men sitting in front of the table.

"Brother-in-law, here's the pot of wine for you." Gu Shiyin pushed a pot of warm wine in front of Feng Junyao.

Feng Junyao frowned, hesitated for a while, then picked up the jug and drank it down.

After the two drank for a while, they slowly shifted their gazes to Jin Wuzuo.

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The next day, white lanterns were hung everywhere in the Zhao family, Mrs. Zhao's coffin was in the Zhao family ancestral hall, and many monks were invited to chant sutras for Mrs. Zhao day and night.

When Feng Xihe accompanied Mrs. Feng to Feng's mansion, he could hear the chanting from the ancestral hall from a distance.

The ancestral hall has just undergone some repairs, and it looks much newer than before, and the white candles in front of the memorial tablet are jumping with faint blue flames, which looks a bit eerie.

Zhao Chu, Zhao Ruyuan and the others were all dressed in mourning and mourning, and knelt before the coffin.

Feng Xihe looked over from the crowd and saw Zhao Zhen also kneeling in the middle, but his eyes were dull and his face was full of stubble.

Although, that day, Zhao Chu ordered the genius doctor to rescue Zhao Zhen, and pulled Zhao Zhen back from the gate of hell.

However, when Zhao Zhen woke up, he was no different from a cripple.

At this time, Aunt He came slowly along with Zhao Wuya. When Aunt He saw Feng Xihe and Mrs. Feng, she greeted them politely and ordered her servants to come and entertain them.

After Zhao Zhen heard Aunt He's voice, she turned her head little by little.

He remembered that if Aunt He hadn't encouraged him to elope with Yun Qianhan that day, maybe his mother and Yun Qianhan would be fine.

Zhao Zhen's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he stood up "excuse me", took the knife from the guard's hand, and stabbed Aunt He's body.

"It's all your fault, you vixen, you returned my mother and Han'er to me!"

Aunt He turned her head, and saw a knife slashing at her, Feng Xihe gave her a look, her eyes flashed, and she shrank timidly behind Zhao Wuya.

"Master Hou, I'm so scared!"

Zhao Zhen's knife was too late to retract, seeing Zhao Wuya standing in front of Aunt He with a sullen expression on his face, he hurriedly said: "Father, don't stop me, I want to avenge my mother and Han'er."

At this time, with a "bang", the knife in his hand was shot down by a dark stab and fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)