Shen Mao stood outside Hexiang Courtyard for a moment, gathered his mood, and went to say goodbye to his father-in-law.
Feng Shilang brought Shen Mao into the study and asked casually: "What did Shaojun say to you?"
In Shen Mao's mind, a soft and sweet girl's face flashed, and the words "I just whispered to my uncle, please don't tell my uncle to my grandfather."
When the words came to my lips, I swallowed them back.
"Shaojun asked me about the whole story of burying my third brother." Shen Mao replied in a low voice.
Feng Shilang's eyes flashed and he whispered: "What happened back then has been closed and there is no need to mention it again."
Shen Mao responded in a low voice.
Thinking of his third son who died unjustly, Feng Shilang felt a pang of pain in his heart.
Among the three sons, Feng Lun was the most gifted and intelligent in reading. He passed the imperial examination at the age of eighteen, and his family was honored and his future was unlimited.
However, this rebellious son has a stubborn temperament and is too independent-minded. He does not want to obey his parents' orders and break off the engagement, so he insists on marrying the Cui family. Otherwise, if he wins the favor of Princess Ninghui and becomes a county horse, he will have a rich and prosperous future.
Princess Ninghui's father, Prince Fu, was the younger brother of Emperor Long'an's mother, and served as Zongzheng of the clan. Princess Ninghui's mother died young, and she was raised by the Empress Dowager Cao in the palace, and she was very favored. Compared to the princess,
Not to mention too much.
That year, on his way to Beijing, Feng Lun met Princess Ninghui by chance. Princess Ninghui fell in love with Feng Lun at first sight, who was handsome and talented. After Feng Lun won the lottery, Prince Fu sent his confidants to the Feng Mansion and tactfully hinted at his intention to get married.
The Feng family was very happy.
Unexpectedly, Feng Lun was unwilling to break off the engagement and marry another. The young and energetic Feng Lun took the initiative to see Prince Fu and told him that he had been engaged for a long time.
Forced melons are not sweet. Prince Fu quickly chose another marriage for Princess Ninghui.
Feng Shilang had no choice but to hold his nose and admit it.
With such a thorn in his side, Feng Lun would not benefit from staying longer in the capital. He quickly found a job and was sent out to serve as an official. He stayed in Qingzhou for several years, feeling depressed and frustrated.
Feng Shilang felt sorry for his son, and the Cui family was willing to provide money, so he finally found a good job as the salt inspector of the Lianghuai River. Who would have thought that as soon as Feng Lun succeeded, he stabbed someone in the eye, was framed by others, and lost his life...
He was unable to avenge his son, so he had to swallow his anger, pretend to be deaf and mute, and quickly solve the murder case. He also married his granddaughter Feng Shaomei to the Xie family.
In this way, he can save his official position and the Feng family.
Let this old matter be completely buried in the dust! Don’t mention it again!
After Shen Mao and Da Feng led Shen Jia and Shen You away, Shilang Feng freshened up for a while and went to Mrs. Feng's bedroom.
The old husband and wife are already old, and there is nothing to be gentle about when they meet, so they start talking about business: "You have to train that girl, Shaojun, and let her learn the rules so that she will not be rude in front of others."
It's okay if I don't mention this, but Mrs. Feng gets angry when I mention it.
"This girl looks fragile, but she is actually sharp-tongued and talks back to her elders." Mrs. Feng angrily recounted what happened during the day: "... If I had known today, I shouldn't have let her go to Cui's house in the first place.
.The Cui family has brought up this disrespectful, disobedient and unfilial attitude!"
Feng Shilang frowned and glanced at Mrs. Feng: "When Cui died of illness, you refused to send someone to take Shaojun back to his home. Only then did Sanlang send Shaojun to the Cui family. Three years ago, you didn't send him away either.
Someone went to pick them up. Now they are complaining about the Cui family. How dare you open your mouth like this!"
Mrs. Feng: "..."
Mrs. Feng was choked and felt very angry.
Feng Shilang slowed down his voice: "You hate Mrs. Cui in your heart, so you have never wanted to see Shaojun, and you are unwilling to take her back to the house for education. I know it."
"Now that Young Master has returned home, it's okay not to mention the past matters."
"Young Master's surname is Feng, and she is a girl from our Feng family. As a grandmother, you teach her to behave as if she is right. No one can say no to her."
"As long as you are willing to work hard, within three to five months, you will be able to train the young master in a good way."
"Young Master is so beautiful and has a generous dowry. Princess Qin will definitely fall in love with you at a glance."
Mrs. Feng was a little calmer and couldn't help but stab Feng Shilang: "I dare not take my concubine seriously when I praise you so much."
Shilang Feng glanced at Mrs. Feng again: "You have worked hard to take care of everything in the house. If you feel tired and overwhelmed, just give the trivial matters to Mrs. Zhou."
The Zhou family is the eldest daughter-in-law. In the future, most of the Feng family's property will belong to the eldest son, and Zhou will be in charge of all matters in the house.
When Mrs. Feng heard this, she was unhappy again: "I'm not old yet, so I can still handle this."
Once the power of running the family is handed over, who will take her seriously?
Feng Shilang was also impatient: "I asked you to worry less about things and enjoy more happiness. It's because you don't want to. Don't keep nagging me in the future."
After saying that, he stood up and said, "It's getting late, so you should settle down earlier. I have something else to do and have to go to the study."
It's so late, what else can I do in the study?
I am thinking about the beautiful maid sent by someone, so why not wear a red sleeve to add fragrance!
At Mrs. Feng's age, she was too lazy to be jealous anymore, so she escorted Mr. Feng out of the room and turned around to rest.
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At this time, Da Feng and Shen Mao were on the carriage returning.
Shen's Mansion is quite far from Qingchengfang. Fortunately, there is no curfew in Daqi. Otherwise, he would have to stay at Feng Mansion tonight.
Mrs. Feng raised the curtain and glanced at her son Shen Jia, who was galloping beside the carriage. The corner of her mouth could not help but raise: "Look at our Sanlang, he is very lively all day long."
Shen Mao was thoughtful and said casually: "He is not young anymore. He is already fifteen. He has to learn to be an errand. This temperament should be tempered."
Da Feng loved her youngest son the most. After hearing this, she immediately said: "Don't push him too hard. If you are not selected in the Jinyi Competition this year, you can take the exam again next year."
Shen Mao looked at Da Feng helplessly: "A loving mother is a loser, don't spoil him too much. Look at Ayou, he is one month younger than him, so there is no need to compare his skills, and his temperament is much more down-to-earth and stable than him.
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How can this be the same?
Da Feng lowered his voice and muttered: "Silang has a weird temperament and doesn't like to talk. I forced him to come, so he followed me to Feng's house."
Shen You has been raised in front of her since he was three years old. In the eyes of the Feng family, this nephew is almost the same as his biological son.
It's a pity that Shen You has a cold temperament and can't speak more than two sentences a day, so he is really lonely.
Da Feng loved his nephew, not to mention Shen Mao, who could only praise him: "What's wrong with talking less? This is how you are stable. If you are like Sanlang, you can avoid being naughty and have no upright behavior. One day you will grow up."
Of course Da Feng loved his son more, and immediately spoke for Shen Jia: "I still prefer Sanlang."
After a pause, he laughed in a low voice: "By the way, you saw Shaojun's girl today too. I didn't expect that she would be so beautiful. Tell me, I'll open my mouth to beg my father to let Shaojun be our wife."
