"You shouldn't blame Brother Feng now, right?" Shi Xiangyun said softly: "Actually, Brother Feng has thought carefully before doing everything. He has a heart to help others, but he also has more comprehensive methods.
This is the most important thing about a man. If you are abrupt and reckless, you are the one who falls behind."
Qin Keqing laughed, "I said before that I wanted to end the separation, but now my true colors have been exposed, right? If I really want to end the separation, I'm afraid you will fall into delusion for the rest of your life. Why bother? I told you a long time ago,
Your life experience has no impact on him, and it can even help him. On the contrary, if he really wants to be amnesty, it will be ordinary."
Shi Xiangyun was obviously still reluctant to accept this point of view. Although it seemed that what the other party said made sense, it still felt a bit deviant.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this matter. It's up to you, what are you going to do next?" Shi Xiangyun asked, "Do you really plan to cut off all ties with them?"
"I'm living in a precarious situation right now, so how can I think about asking other questions?" Qin Keqing was absent-minded, "Just take a step and take a look."
"Then what are you thinking about? Brother Feng said we won't go to Suzhou, Ganzhou. It would be much better to stay in Xi'an. You have asked me so many questions, and now it's my turn.
Let me ask you, aren't you also entangled with Brother Feng..."
"Where am I? Don't talk nonsense there..." Qin Keqing's tone was slightly anxious, but she tried her best to stay calm, "Don't try to guess what you are thinking about me. My identity is different from yours. You
I am helping him. If I fall into his trap, he will really be the target of public criticism and it will be difficult for him to defend himself."
"Look at you like that, and you still say there is no ghost. Take a look at your expression. You can't even deceive others, but can you deceive yourself?" Shi Xiangyun burst out laughing, "It's nothing to like Brother Feng.
It's such a shameful thing, are there not many people who like him inside and outside the house?"
"Others are others, but I am not." Qin Keqing shook his head, "Could you be talking about Tanchun?"
Shi Xiangyun responded cheerfully: "Who else but her? Her thoughts are known to everyone in the family. She is the only one who thinks she has hidden them well. Even Sister Bao and Sister Lin know it well and do not want to reveal it.
She is just embarrassed..."
"Her situation is the same, and the solution can be the same, but she uses this method to stir up trouble for the Feng family. It can confirm his reputation as a suave person." A smile appeared at the corner of Qin Keqing's mouth.
The two were laughing and playing again. There was no one else in the snow. The relationship formed in the prison made Shi Xiangyun and Qin Keqing very close, so there were many people who had a good relationship with Xue Baoqin and Xing Xiuyan.
Topics that sisters cannot share can be freely exchanged between two people.
The two were laughing and joking there, but Feng Ziying, who was blocked on this side, was embarrassed here. She could only shrink her neck and wait for them to leave.
Fortunately, it was indeed too cold outside, so the two girls joked and laughed for a while, looked at the winter plum blossoms and snow scenery for a while, and then turned back.
Feng Ziying could finally go back. It was New Year's Eve today and everyone had to wait for the New Year's Eve dinner to reunite the whole family. It was reasonable to call Jia She over, but Feng Ziying didn't say anything, and Bao
Qin and Miaoyu Xiuyan said to call Xiangyun and Qin Keqing, and Feng Ziying nodded again.
Back in his house, Laoyuan Ping'er saw Feng Ziying's face turned blue and white from the cold. He quickly ran over and shook Feng Ziying's hand. He was shocked. Looking at Feng Ziying's deerskin boots, they were already soaked through.
, quickly complained: "Why are you so careless? You don't care about yourself in this cold and hot weather. We all rely on you. What if someone has a headache or a fever?"
Feng Ziying held Ping'er's hand, which was soft and warm. Before he could speak, Ping'er pulled him into his room and asked him to sit down. At the same time, he ordered the little maid to get Feng Ziying's shoes, and he was also busy replacing them.
Feng Ziying brought Mrs. Tang and put it on Feng Ziying's hand and asked Feng Ziying to cover it.
Leaning comfortably on the kang, the hot earth in the room suddenly warmed her body. Feng Ziying let Ping'er change her shoes while asking: "Everyone is back?"
"Well, we're almost there. Miss Yun and Miss Qin are both here. Yu Chuan'er just came back. Let's go
I bought some items on the street, and the New Year paintings and couplets are all ready, just waiting to be posted tomorrow." Ping'er said softly: "It's almost here, I guess it will be on the table after a while."
"Well, this is the first year that our little family has spent in Xi'an. I don't know if we will spend it in Xi'an next year, but this first year, we must live it comfortably. You and Qing
Wen should take care of her more and don’t worry too much about Bao Qin..."
Hearing what Feng Ziying said, Ping'er laughed and said, "How dare I argue with Second Grandma Qin? Sometimes when I don't do well, I should ask Second Grandma Qin to forgive me."
Hearing that there was still some emotion in Ping'er's words, Feng Ziying raised her head and lifted Ping'er's chin, "Why, are you still angry? Bao Qin is so strong sometimes. Even Baochai sometimes gets angry with her. She
It’s not like no one knows about the quarrel between him and Daiyu,..."
Ping'er raised his head in surprise, "You also know...?"
"What's the matter, you don't know?" Feng Ziying rubbed Ping'er's face and said with a smile: "As a big family, it is inevitable that there will be stumbling blocks. Everyone has their own personality. My point is that you can't cross the bottom line. You
You can have your own ideas and opinions, and you can even do things according to your ideas, but you can't hurt others. People also have the right to refute and object. This is how our family should be..."
Ping'er became more and more curious, "Sir, what you said is a bit disrespectful. Can a slave still be quarrelsome with his master and disobey his wishes?"
"Why not?" Feng Ziying disagreed. "If you make a mistake, of course you can point it out and even ask for correction. Of course you can be particular about the method. For example, what decision did Baochai make in the second room, Xiangling or Ying
Or Yingchun Siqi cannot object and disobey orders face to face, but he can question and discuss it. If Baochai insists, then implement it first, and then we can continue to discuss it after we get down. Just like me, the decision at home can be made
I didn’t say that I can’t question it, but I have to do this even if I make a mistake? How can there be such a domineering thing? Just correct it if you make a mistake, there is nothing better. I don’t think there is anything wrong with this, and I don’t think it will damage my prestige.”
"I'm quite open-minded. Grandma and the slaves have a master like me who has accumulated virtues in his previous life. There would be no such thing in another family." Ping'er said sincerely: "It turns out that Baoyu and others are the same.
Even if you treat your servants very well, you can't behave like this. If you are wrong, you have to defend yourself. At most, you will just not do it next time. It is impossible to admit your mistake face to face."
"It depends on how you look at it, so generally speaking, I will try my best not to make mistakes, but as long as you are a mortal, you will make mistakes, just try to be as few as possible." Feng Ziying happily picked up Ping'er's body and put it away
Next to him on the kang, his warmed hands took the opportunity to slip under the skirt of Ping'er's embroidered jacket, heading straight for the fullness.
Ping'er's breath tightened, and he pressed his body close to Feng Ziying's body, preventing the other hand that was untying his sweat towel from moving, and whispered: "Master, I can't do it now, I have to eat soon.
If they get the clues, I won't be able to see anyone."
Feng Ziying retracted her hand regretfully and patted Ping'er's buttocks, "I'll let you go now. It's a New Year's Eve and everyone is having a good time. Don't be angry..."
Ping'er smiled sweetly, "Look what I said, what kind of temperament does this slave have? I don't know yet? It's just a trivial matter. I'm not that ignorant."
After changing her shoes and warming her hands, Feng Ziying came out of the room with satisfaction and went straight to the flower hall.
Counting the number of people attending the New Year's Eve dinner today, it turns out that Feng Ziying planned to invite an opera troupe to sing, but no one is so uptight on this New Year's Eve. It should only happen in the first month of the year, so everyone
Everyone objected, so Feng Ziying gave up.
The table had been set up long ago. Feng Ziying was sitting alone at the table, with Baoqin and Third Sister You next to her, Miaoyu and Xiuyan at the other end, and Xiangyun and Qin Keqing further down.
Ping'er and Qingwen, who were also considered eldest maids and had taken over their rooms, sat further back.
Logically speaking, before they knew their identity as concubines, the girl with the same concubine alone was not qualified to sit on the table. However, Feng Ziying insisted on letting the two of them sit on the table. There was no reason.
You are not even allowed to go to the table after sleeping with someone else's body.
It may be the norm in this era, but for Feng Ziying, it's no big deal to make an exception. Of course, Feng Ziying also has to take care of Bao Qin and the others' emotions, so Qingwen and Heping'er were placed further back to show the difference.
The dishes were served one after another, and Feng Ziying sat in the middle, looking in a daze at the scene in front of her.
He actually came to Shaanxi, and he had such a big house. At first glance, there were several hostesses. When he thought about the fact that there were still a lot of people waiting for him in the capital city, thinking about himself, the days flew by.
Even though more than half a year has passed, I have worked hard to get a clue in the past six months. In the next year, I should sort out the current situation and let the people in the court fully recognize me.
I haven't drank the wine for a while, but I am already tipsy. The beautiful flowers are in front of my eyes, and my face is dazzling. An inexplicable ambition arises from my heart inadvertently. Maybe I really should do something different and just follow the rules.
Do you feel a little disappointed in this time travel?
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