The story of Princess Xiatang's counterattack

Chapter 441 Give You A Word

Chapter 441 Give You A Word

Feng Jiuxuan didn't expect that this ancient father was still short-tempered. Since he decided to admit it, it doesn't hurt to follow along and meet the original owner's mother who recited scriptures and worshiped Buddha for the original owner.

Hey, the original owner doesn't know what's going on, it looks like he died before he came.

Following Feng Wanshan back to Feng's house, a plaque with flamboyant flying and phoenix dancing was hung in the middle, and the concierge saw that his master had come back, so he hurried out to greet him.

At a glance, he saw a young man following the master, the gatekeeper Lao Zheng rubbed his eyes, and called out in disbelief, "Master?"

'Deng Deng Bin' ran forward a few steps, looked Feng Jiuxuan up and down for a long time, "Master, it's really you, you're back?!"

The concierge, Old Zheng, is also an old man in the mansion, and he knows Feng Jiuxuan very well. Since Feng Jiuxuan left, he has been blaming himself constantly. If he didn't take a nap at night and didn't pay attention, the young master wouldn't be in a situation where no one knew about it. I have left the house.

For this matter, he really blamed himself very much, so seeing Feng Jiuxuan came back, Old Zheng was happier than anyone else.

Feng Wanshan was stroking his beard and enjoying himself, looking at it, he could say that this is his son, others don't need to look closely, they will know it with their own eyes.

The red phoenix eyes of their Laofeng family are inherited from their ancestors!

Feng Wanshan led Feng Jiuxuan into the mansion with a smile, once in, Feng Jiuxuan was eye-opening.

Go inside from the front yard, walk through the meeting room of the main house for a while, and you will see a courtyard in front of you, named "Chunyi Hall". In front of the hall, there are several cycad trees and some lush trees, surrounded by green leaves. , this is the courtyard where Feng Wanshan usually stays after finishing his business. The small courtyard is green and fresh, suitable for rest.

Walk along the path of "Chunyitang", cross the stone gate, and there is a plaque with the inscription "Sifang Shuiting", and enter the stone gate. I can see beautiful trees, a large rockery more than ten meters high, majestic and magnificent. Flashing, with a clear stream, it twists and turns from the depths of the flowers and trees under the rock gaps, the winding path of the lotus pond at the foot of the mountain, and the small bridges are tinkling.

Passing through the garden, you entered the second gate, which used to be the place where the original owner Feng Jiuxuan lived.

The outside of the courtyard is surrounded by white walls, green willows hang around, verandahs on all sides, and the corridors in the courtyard are linked together, decorated with mountains and rocks. The five huts are covered with bucket tiles and loach ridges. Finishing, one color water grinding group walls, the lower Baishitaiji, chiseled into the pattern of passionflower.

The whole courtyard is exquisite and majestic, and the study room is next to the wing room, which is different from that of ordinary people. The study room is surrounded by exquisitely carved wooden boards, or floating clouds and bats, or the three friends of the cold season, or landscape figures, or feathers and flowers, all kinds of The patterns are all carved by famous hands.

In the study room, there is a place for storing books, a place for setting a tripod, or a place for placing pens and inkstones.

And the walls are full of grooves cut out according to the shape of antique toys, such as qin, hanging vases, table screens, etc. Although they hang on the wall, they are all flush with the wall.

Then go through the corridor and enter the inner courtyard. This is where Mrs. Feng rests. Apart from the wing room where she usually lives, there is a specially repaired Buddhist hall on the side. Usually at this time, Mrs. Feng would chant sutras inside and pray for her son.

Feng Jiuxuan followed Feng Wanshan in a circle, didn't have any other thoughts, and just said one thing over and over in his heart, 'Fuck, am I just lucky? '

Although he didn't know much about the living environment in ancient times, he felt that it was about the same... He found an extremely rich father, and he was about to become rich overnight? !
Feng Jiuxuan, who has always made hard work and striving for a well-off life as his life goal, feels a little confused. He thinks that his luck has not been very good, otherwise he will not wear it well, and he will be left alone after wearing it.

Now it's good, a big pie hit him on the head, and it almost gave him stares.

Feng Wanshan led him to the Buddhist hall, before entering the door, he raised his voice, "Ma'am, come out quickly and see who I brought back?"

Feng Wanshan's wife is named Xiao Qing. She was reciting Buddhist scriptures, but she didn't expect her husband to come back.

After hearing his words, Xiao Qing was taken aback for a moment. He had seldom spoken so lightly and joyfully in these years. What kind of happy event did he encounter today?

Xiao Qing was helped out by the servant girl, "Master, what's the matter..."

Halfway through the speech, Xiao Qing saw the young man standing beside Feng Wanshan, who was looking at her with familiar eyes and unfamiliar eyes, and Xiao Qing's tears came down 'shua'.

"Son!" With tears in her eyes, Xiao Qing ran over a few steps and hugged Feng Jiuxuan into her arms.

She really couldn't believe that her son, who had been away for eight years, came back!

Xiao Qing couldn't cry. She had been looking forward to it day and night all these years, hoping that her son would come home early. Year after year, the little hope in her heart was getting smaller and smaller.

If it weren't for the support of this belief, she probably wouldn't be able to survive the illness that year.

Unexpectedly, today she saw the son she was thinking of so much. Xiao Qing couldn't control her emotions.

Perhaps infected by Xiao Qing's emotions, or the original owner's own emotions, Feng Jiuxuan's eye circles suddenly turned red, and Feng Wanshan also secretly wiped away tears.

It's not easy, their family is finally reunited!
Xiao Qing cried for a long time, finally stopped crying under the joint persuasion of Feng Jiuxuan and Feng Wanshan, dragged Feng Jiuxuan into the room, and asked him how he was doing these years.

Feng Jiuxuan naturally still used the same rhetoric of amnesia, which made Xiao Qing feel uncomfortable hearing it, and cried again.

Feng Wanshan kept persuading her from the sidelines, and Xiao Qing gradually calmed down.

Mu Rongyu at the side naturally caught Xiao Qing's attention. After asking, she found out that she was her son's fiancee. Xiao Qing naturally nodded repeatedly. This girl was good at first glance, and she naturally recognized her son's vision.

Therefore, he is also very kind to Mu Rongyu, treating her as if he were his own daughter.

Xiao Qing felt that since her son hadn't been by her side these years, thanks to the girl's care, she naturally became closer to Mu Rongyu in her heart.

Feng Jiuxuan heaved a sigh of relief, Feng Wanshan and his wife seem to be easy to get along with, since there are not so many things, then he will recognize the parents.

If you take up someone else's body, then take good care of your parents.

Feng Jiuxuan talked about his encounters during this period, and Rong Li was taken aback, "So, your father sponsored you for this trip?"

"Well, I said that your husband and wife are fighting on the front line, and I don't know what to do. Only now does the old man know that I know you well, so he sent me to deliver food and grass to you at a high speed."

Feng Jiuxuan smiled at Xia Houxiang while talking, "The old man admires you. In the past, I wanted to support you, but there was no way out. Now I have me, and let me give you a message by the way."

"What words?" Before Xia Houxiang could say anything, Rongli answered the words curiously.

"Lord Zhan, you lead your troops to fight on the front line with peace of mind, we have plenty of food and grass!"

(End of this chapter)