Facing some tentative inquiries from Shuixun, Feng Ziying was noncommittal.
The complex and delicate relationship between the Supreme Emperor, Prince Yohitada and the Emperor is not something he can get involved in. It would be harmful but useless to interfere with it. Especially when the situation is not yet clear, it is not good to be a stable civil servant.
What?
Feng Ziying has already felt the threat brought by too much limelight to herself. Even if she hides in Yongping Mansion, she still can't rest. This is a trap in the bag, and the end will be seen immediately.
Seeing that Feng Ziying didn't say anything, Shui Rong didn't bother anymore. He smiled and put his arm around Feng Ziying's shoulders and chatted for a while. It was nothing more than going to the Grand View Tower to watch operas and listen to music. He called Baoyu to join him, and Feng Ziying happily agreed.
Already.
Watching Shui Rong and his party leave, Feng Ziying's group took their seats again.
Han Qi's eyes flickered, and he said after a long time: "Ziying, I feel like you are a little indifferent to Prince Shui."
“I can’t say that, he is too active, and he is so closely involved with the sergeants in Beijing. Zi Qi, you also know that my literary talent was brought here to serve as a background, so I can only express my gratitude and indifference.” Feng Ziying shook her head.
"Yes, Ziying, don't mention it. You didn't show up to any of these literary and poetry gatherings in Beijing. My cousins all have objections." Wei Ruolan also added: "Say.
You are too arrogant, and you are keen on current affairs, but participating in these literary and poetry gatherings in your spare time will also help improve your reputation among scholars."
"The King of Longevity, or the King of Fortune, or the King of Ceremony?" Feng Ziying smiled, "I have already said that I am not suitable to go to this kind of occasion, why bother to make the atmosphere awkward? If you go without saying a word, people will not be happy.
I don't like being good and ugly, so why bother? It's understandable that the several highnesses want to gain popularity. Qingtan Academy, Tonghui Academy, and Imperial College all have a lot of scholars who are willing to support them.
Even if we are weak and some Yaocao people ask us, they won't refuse, so why do we have to bother someone like me who doesn't like to participate in such occasions?"
"The question is, how can those reputations compare with yours?" Wei Ruolan showed a mysterious expression on her face, "They are all secretly betting to see who can invite you out of the mountain, not only King Shou, but also King Fu and
Prince Li, and Prince Yohitada are also here.”
“Then Ruolan, do you think I can go?” Feng Ziying smiled lightly.
“Hehe, it depends on what you think.” Wei Ruolan glanced at Feng Ziying and whispered: “Either we all go, or we don’t go at all.”
Feng Ziying smiled knowingly and gave Wei Ruolan a thumbs up. At least Wei Ruolan, who was considered a descendant of the royal family, was not confused about this issue.
Su Miao had been eating very elegantly on the side. She neither pretended to be a lady and chewed slowly and elegantly like some women, nor did she like ordinary women who didn't pay much attention to appearance and posture, but seemed very carefree.
However, although she pretended to be eating attentively on the surface, her ears were always paying attention to the conversation between Wei Ruolan and Feng Ziying.
Compared to Wei Ruolan's childishness and naivety, Xiao Feng Xiuzhan, who is a few years younger, is much more difficult to deal with. He is cautious, rigorous, and does not reveal his words, or he only talks about things that everyone knows.
, had no choice but to intervene, but they were all marginal content and could not get into the essence. No wonder he was famous for his talents, but he could still do practical things. This ability alone was much better than those officials of the Zhou Dynasty that he had seen.
Su Miao knew that King Shou, King Fu and King Li mentioned by them were the three sons of the current emperor. If there were no accidents, the next emperor would be born among these three sons, but Feng Ziying responded calmly.
The three people's repeated invitations, this determination and arrogance are really heartbreaking.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Su Miao once again performed the finale song "Niannujiao·Crossing the Dongting".
This was Zhang Yuanqian's term. Feng Ziying was also a little surprised. This woman's observation skills were really strong. She realized that she obviously liked her second song more, so in the third song, she changed it to the song "Bold and Bold".
"Niannujiao·Crossing the Dongting", although it doesn't really fit the scene, it captures my own preferences, which is quite rare.
“I’m wading across the Xijiang River, pouring out the Beidou, all things are like guests. I’m whistling alone on the side of the boat, I don’t know what night it is...”
Feng Ziying was really amazed that it was so soft and graceful but could produce the sound of metal and stone.
“The style of the Su family made Feng Mou heart-broken.” Feng Ziying said with emotion: “It is also a blessing for us scholars in the capital to have the Su family come to the capital. If Feng Mou has time, he will definitely come again to enjoy it.”
"Why do you need to be so polite, sir? As long as you greet me, I can come to your door and play the piano for you, that's fine."
This sentence made both Wei Ruolan and Han Qi look sideways.
It's not that this kind of karaoke performs at home, just like a troupe, but when it comes to a master of piano skills of Su Miao's status, if you want to invite others to perform at home, it will be very difficult, that is, the cabinet
Big bosses and royal princes may not be able to be invited.
Of course, no one will use force if you can't persuade them. When it comes to this, everyone is a respectable person. Using force will only have a negative impact on themselves. I really think that the censors from the Metropolitan Procuratorate are asking for help.
Missing target?
Feng Ziying was also a little surprised, but he still expressed his gratitude to Su Miao politely: "Feng is not worthy of such compliments from everyone in Su. Well, it's just that Feng will return to Yongping Mansion soon. If he has time to return to the capital in the future,
, I will definitely come to the door.”
Su Miaomei's eyes flashed, "Master Feng's words are a bit polite. Yongping Mansion is only three hundred miles away from the capital city and is known as the number one palace in Jingdong. If there is a chance, I would also like to visit Master Feng."
Feng Ziying was almost sure that Su Miao was targeting her, but she didn't know which side the other party represented, hostility or goodwill. Well, goodwill meant solicitation, hostility meant spying.
"Haha, you're welcome to the Su family. If the Su family comes to Yongping, I believe that the gentry of Yongping Mansion will definitely welcome it." Feng Ziying said haha. For this reason, he could still say that he is not welcome. He said it.
If someone wants to come, you still have to respond.
It wasn’t until Feng Ziying and his companions’ carriage disappeared into the darkness that the look on Su Miao’s face gradually dimmed.
Back in his carriage, only the singer got into the carriage quietly, while several other dancers stood under the carriage, watching the surroundings with vigilance.
"Miss,……"
"This Feng Ziying is difficult to deal with, but we also got some useful information from it. The Denglai Navy fleet of the Great Zhou Dynasty needs to be focused on. It turns out that we only knew that the Fujian Navy was the elite navy of the Great Zhou Dynasty. We did not expect Shen Yourong to form the Denglai Navy fleet.
The Laishui Division has gone, and it is said that they are also building ships with heavy artillery..."
“Then they got the help of the red-haired soldiers?” The singer’s voice was a little low. “Don’t these damn red-haired soldiers keep saying that artillery production is a secret that is not spread and will never be spread here?”
"Hmph, Xiyi not only has Hongmaofan and Folangji people. It is said that Hongmaofan also has Hongmaofan in several places. Folangji people are also divided into large and small Folangji people. The artillery is forged on our side.
Maybe it's a top secret, but that's not necessarily the case with the Xiyi people. These people only care about money or preaching. As long as you get into their eyes, what can't they do?"
Su Miao's tone became fast and urgent, "The general just asked us to understand the internal situation of China. Although the Great Zhou Dynasty was rotten from Jiangnan to the capital, there were still some wise people in it. China is much bigger than us. If it were just
There is no way we can win by relying on our family. Back then, Taige misjudged China’s strength and determination, which was why Wenlu Qingchang failed..."
“Miss!” the singer couldn’t help but remind.
"I know." Su Miao lowered her voice, "We are just humble people. In the eyes of adults, sacrificing one's life to feed tigers is a worthy death, but..."
The voice gradually became lower and lowered to the point of being inaudible.
After breaking up with Wei Ruolan and Han Qi, Feng Ziying was also thinking on the carriage.
There is no doubt that Su Miao came here with great ambition, just like that Sun Jin.
Feng Ziying is not sure whether Shui Rong knows that Sun Jin’s identity is not simple. Maybe he knows and intends to use it, or maybe he doesn’t care at all.
Feng Ziying prefers the former.
Prince Yi Zhong and Niu Jizong lost such an opportunity to them. I am afraid that they will not be able to make any big moves in a short time.
But he still remembered that Shui Rong had casually mentioned when he said goodbye to him that the emperor was lying in bed and vomiting blood again.
It’s easy to know what it means. Of course it’s not worry, but when thinking about the performances of the three people Wei Ruolan mentioned: King Shou, King Fu and King Li, Feng Ziying is really a little worried.
If Emperor Yonglong can always be healthy, Feng Ziying believes that there will be no chance for Prince Yi Zhong. But what if Emperor Yonglong is in poor health? Who among the three can bear this important task?
Qin lost its deer and the whole world chased it away. It would be fine if Zhou's own people chased it away together. But if outsiders also wanted to take a bite, it would be difficult for Feng Ziying to accept.
It's just that there are some things that you can't control yourself, and you even have to collude with outsiders internally, thinking that as long as you win the orthodoxy, you can come back and get it back in the future. But you don't know that brothers will fight outside the wall to resist their insults, and once some principles are broken, they will be repeated again and again.
And three breaks through the bottom line, and once something is lost, it is too difficult to get it back.
Judging from the current situation, Feng Ziying believes that Jianzhou Jurchens and Chahar people have joined forces, and they should also be connected with Bozhou. Feng Ziying is not sure about the Japanese, but there is a shadow between the Japanese and the White Lotus Sect.
It always lingered in Feng Ziying's mind. Since the Japanese could connect with the White Lotus Sect, there was no reason not to have connections with the Donglu and the Mongols.
All these looming connections make Feng Ziying restless, but now she is powerless to change all of this, and no one even believes her if she says it.
This chapter has been completed!