After saying this, everyone present was moved. Qin Keqing couldn't bear it any longer. She shrugged her shoulders and covered her face, and began to cry sadly.
Shi Xiangyun and Baoqin both rushed forward, supported Qin Keqing, and began to persuade him.
Miaoyu and Xiuyan also came forward to help pass sweat towels, wipe away tears, and offer comfort and relief.
Feng Ziying shook her head: "Baoqin, sister Yun, it's okay to let her cry. She has been suppressed for so many years and there may be no way to resolve it. It is easy to get sick if she keeps it in her heart. Crying like this will completely destroy her for so many years.
The grievances and depression in my heart are poured out, and there are only benefits. I will be able to face life better and more calmly in the future. No matter where I am, no matter what kind of results I face, I can take it calmly."
Shi Xiangyun raised his gaze and glanced at Feng Ziying, his eyes a little brighter: "Brother Feng is hinting at my little sister? Although Keqing's experience is worthy of pity, my little sister's current situation is also very bad. Feng
Brother, don’t you have anything to comfort my little sister?”
Feng Ziying was delighted. He liked Shi Xiangyun's spirit of revolutionary optimism. Even in the face of difficult situations, he could still find things to be happy about. This alone made him worth joining.
"Haha, Sister Yun, Brother Yu feels that you don't like other people's comfort, let alone being able to help. Needless to say, Brother Yu will naturally try his best to help." Feng Ziying said casually: "Brother Yu hasn't seen you for so long.
That is to say, we are working on your exile, and today we have some clues."
"Oh?" At this time, not only Xiangyun, but also Baoqin and Xiuyan looked over curiously. Qin Keqing also stopped crying and just sobbed silently, but also pricked up his ears to hear what Feng Ziying was doing.
Which step has it reached.
"Master Sun, the Inspector General, came today. I mentioned to him the whereabouts of your group, and he agreed to arrange for more than a hundred of you to be sent to Dusi's clothing workshop to make clothes for the guards.
In the city, it is a relatively leisurely job, and the freedom is not too restricted. Although there are people guarding the door, you can still go out as long as you say hello and complete the approval procedures, so it is almost the same as usual. "
Feng Ziying explained: "And the Quilt Workshop is not far from my place. I'll say hello there again. If you want to come out, you can come over at any time. You don't have to worry about whether you have to go through the formalities or if you go too many times.
If you have any objections, this way you sisters can get together often."
"Really?!" Shi Xiangyun was overjoyed.
There is no need to go to Suzhou, Ganzhou, and it is arranged directly in the city. As for making quilts, it doesn't matter. There is something to do, and it can be explained to all parties, and it will not make Brother Feng too embarrassed.
What's rare is that I can come out at any time and come here often. I can meet and talk with Baoqin Xiuyan and the others, and I can also see Brother Feng often.
Qin Keqing, whose eyes were red and swollen, was also surprised and happy. She did not expect to get such a result, which was far beyond their previous expectations.
At first, they thought that if Feng Ziying helped, they might not go to Suzhou, Ganzhou, but would most likely find a place to work in the counties and counties surrounding Xi'an. It might be relatively relaxed and they would not be abused, but they did not expect that it would be such a wonderful place.
the result of.
"Why, do you think Brother Feng can still coax you with his words? Brother Yu, when have you never said what you said? Brother Yu said he would do his best when he was in prison, and now he has fulfilled it, right?" Feng Ziying said cheerfully: "Although I am not in the capital.
, but in Xi’an, it’s not satisfactory, at least brother Feng is accompanying you, right?”
This last sentence could easily lead to ambiguity. Xiangyun quickly glanced at Baoqin and tried his best to remain normal so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings. He pursed his lips and said, "Of course we believed Brother Feng's words. We were just afraid at the beginning.
It affects Brother Feng’s official reputation and hinders his future.”
"Haha, if Brother Feng's future is affected by such trivial matters, then I really shouldn't take the position of governor of Shaanxi." Feng Ziying said with a smile.
Feng Ziying's words were full of confidence and domineering, which made all the women present realize that the Brother Feng in front of them was no longer the Brother Feng two years ago, let alone the green young man three or five years ago. Now he can dominate a province.
the fate of officials, gentry, or
Merchants, merchants and poor people can all be resolved with one word.
Although he is still the amiable and respectable Brother Feng in front of him, in the eyes of others, he is already a provincial official who can only be looked up to.
She noticed that Qin Keqing's crying gradually subsided. Although her eyes were swollen like two peaches, the gloomy air between her eyebrows had been vented a lot. She only choked up occasionally, which made people understand that this girl was so
I have indeed suffered a lot of grievances over the years and have nowhere to complain.
"Okay, it's rare for Sister Yun and Ke Qing to come here. Let's have a meal here in the evening. Baoqin, ask Qingwen and Heping'er to make arrangements. Today is a festive time. Sister Yun and Ke Qing are here.
Now that we are in Xi'an, things have been settled, and we can meet and chat more often in the future. There are not many acquaintances in Xi'an, and we don't dare to receive those who want to get along with us. We have to know everyone together.
Only then can you confide in your heart..."
Feng Ziying looked at Ping'er and Qingwen, who had been waiting for them to talk in the distance, and waved, and then the two girls hurried over.
Bao Qin told them that the Feng Mansion had already hired several cooks. As long as they were willing to spend money, Xi'an City could still hire good cooks. Over the past few months, Feng Ziying felt that the quality was no less than in the capital city.
How many.
I can see that the tenth year of Yonglong has passed by in a flash, and the Chinese New Year will soon be here.
This is also the first time in many years that Feng Ziying has celebrated the New Year outside Beijing. Various items were sent from the capital city, such as clothing, food and so on.
As heavy snow fell, Feng Ziying walked around Xi'an. The porridge shacks in Chang'an and Xianning counties had been set up early, and the long queue of hungry people was at least a few hundred steps away.
But the heavy snowfall last night still froze to death a dozen roadside beggars, and the bullock cart pulling the corpses passed by Feng Ziying indifferently.
Feng Ziying is used to it. If he still feels guilty and angry about such things every day, he should stop being the governor as soon as possible.
No matter how hard I tried, I snatched food from the mouths of the gentry, asked merchants from Shanxi and Shaanxi to donate money, and borrowed part of it from Haitong Bank to buy a batch of grain from Henan, plus emergency planting.
The potato harvest produced a large amount of grain, but it was still not enough to return Shaanxi to normal conditions.
As long as it snows, the cleaning teams from the two county government offices can haul away several carts of corpses every day, ranging from 178 to 203 corpses. This has almost become a common sight on the streets of Xi'an.
But for ordinary citizens, this is already very rare. At this time last year, even if it didn't snow, it would be abnormal if thirty or fifty corpses were not taken away every day. In case of heavy snow, one or two hundred corpses would starve to death, freeze to death, and die of illness.
It's normal to pull it away.
After one winter, it is normal for the city of Xi'an to lose several thousand people. Who allows the flood victims to flood into Xi'an from outside?
The news that Yingchun had given birth to a son had also spread, which made Feng Ziying happy and relieved. She finally had a serious son. Although Wang Xifeng also had one, it was difficult to show it to the public after all.
And this is perfect for welcoming the Spring Festival.
This also brought pressure to everyone. Baoqin, Xiuyan, Miaoyu, and even Qingwen were worried about gains and losses.
Feng Ziying did not go through the front door, but entered the back house through the corner door at the back.
The back door of the governor's office is a closed alley, with only a corner door on the side. Two guards are usually stationed here.
I greeted the guards, said a few words, and got two red envelopes for the two of them. The two guards were so happy that they would smile. Who would have thought that today, after spending thirty nights guarding the back door, I would meet an adult coming in from the corner door?
It's a good thing.
Feng Ziying doesn't care either. Spending a small amount of money to buy someone's loyalty is the most cost-effective. Don't underestimate these guards. They work hard to stay up late at night and you can sleep more comfortably than anyone else, so you have to think of their hard work.
Enter through the corner door, pass through their wing courtyard, open the door, and you will see a clear pond rockery, covering the garden.
The wintersweet stands proudly in the snow, next to the rocks, and the snow-capped mountains give the whole garden an ethereal atmosphere.
Yun Guang put a lot of thought into this house.
The back garden was built with great care. Feng Ziying estimated that the back garden alone cost no less than 30,000 to 50,000 taels of silver. No matter it was the rockery, the various plants, flowers, trees, or the pavilions, they were all exquisite.
It was made by a master craftsman, and famous craftsmen from Jiangnan were hired for the design. It took a lot of thought.
Feng Ziying enjoyed this rare alone time very much. Walking alone in this garden, stepping on the half-foot-thick snow on the stone path, the clicking sound and indescribable sense of satisfaction brought by it made him feel a little bit...
I don't want to go home.
However, the deerskin boots could not withstand the discomfort caused by the cold and wet. He turned around the rockery, and what came to his face was a plum forest, blooming against the snow, with buds and buds, and it had a thrilling and poignant beauty.
Feng Ziying couldn't help but stand still, quietly admiring this rare beauty. He rarely came to the back garden, so today he had a whim and entered through the back door to take a look at this beautiful scenery.
He didn't know how long he stood there until his toes were numb from the cold. He came back to his senses and was about to stamp his feet when he heard the sound of footsteps stepping on the snow from the other end, accompanied by a woman's voice.
"Stop talking about me, Xiangyun. It turns out that you are older than me in terms of seniority, but now in terms of age, I am three years older than you. Do you dare to say that you have no affection for him?"
This chapter has been completed!