After Feng Shilang was sent to the government, he mostly stayed in the study, reading, processing files, writing notes, and discussing matters with his staff. Of course, there were also pretty maids who served the pen and ink, and occasionally wore red sleeves to add fragrance.
Feng Shaojun followed Feng Shilang into the study.
Because the grandparent and grandson wanted to say something private and personal, all the maids and servants who were serving were sent out.
Feng Shilang sat on his usual chair and asked casually with a smile: "It's just you and my grandfather now. If you have anything to say, you should be able to say it now!"
Feng Shaojun raised his eyes and looked at the gentle and kind-hearted Feng Shilang. He wished he could kill the hypocritical and disgusting grandfather in front of him with a knife, and said softly: "My uncle loves me so much, so I have the audacity to express my feelings."
"The princess of the county took me to Prince Qin's Mansion just because she wanted me to meet a noble lady from a high family in the capital and get a good marriage in the future."
"I am very grateful for this thoughtfulness."
"However, I already have a future husband in my heart. I ask my uncle to make the decision for me!"
Feng Shilang: "..."
Feng Shilang's city was also shocked when he heard such bold and direct words.
He looked at his granddaughter with an admiring look on his face and regretted it for the first time in his life.
Back then, Feng Shaojun really shouldn't have been allowed to stay at Cui's house.
This Xu family! How on earth did she raise a granddaughter?
If a girl's family talks about her future husband, do they know what the girl's family is reserved?
Furthermore, Feng Shaojun had only been in Beijing for a few days and had met only a handful of young men. Be it Cui Yuanhan or the Shen brothers, what a good marriage!
no!
Absolutely not!
Feng Shilang was angry in his heart, and his face finally darkened: "Young Master! You are still young and don't understand the etiquette of the capital. How can you do this life-long event by your own temper?"
"When a man is about to get married, and when a woman is about to get married, both of them should obey their parents' orders and the advice of the matchmaker. They must not accept or give to each other privately. If there is no matchmaker or betrothal, it will be an elopement."
"Once this kind of thing spreads, it will ruin the innocent reputation of the girl's family, and it will be ruined for the rest of her life."
Feng Shilang's voice was stern. Seeing that Feng Shaojun was silent, he thought he had frightened her, so he lowered his voice and said: "Moreover, you are still young and have short knowledge. How can you know that people's hearts are sinister? I have seen very few young men."
indivual."
"I think it's good now. I'll look at it later, but it's just mediocre."
"My grandfather will plan your marriage carefully."
"You can wait with peace of mind. You will marry well in the future and live a lifetime of wealth and wealth."
Feng Shaojun seemed to be moved by what Shilang Feng said, biting his lip gently and asked: "Uncle, do you mean, like my cousin?"
Feng Shilang smiled lovingly: "Your little aunt is the Princess of Yipin County. You have seen with your own eyes how her life is going. With my grandfather here, I guarantee that you will be better than her in the future."
How else can you be "strong"?
Could it be that he wanted to send her to the palace to serve the sixty-year-old Emperor Long'an?
Feng Shaojun sneered in his heart, pretending to be shy and silent.
Young girls who are new to the world are easy to fool.
Feng Shilang was quite satisfied. He stood up and walked to Feng Shaojun. He patted Feng Shaojun on the shoulder affectionately: "It's so late. You should go back and rest first..."
A faint fragrance spreads into the nostrils.
Feng Shilang thought it was the scent of rouge from the girl's house, so he didn't take it seriously. Just as he was about to continue talking, his vision suddenly went dark.
Feng Shaojun was already prepared. He stretched out his hand to support the unconscious Feng Shilang and supported him on the chair.
She stretched out her hand and slapped Feng Shilang gently.
Shilang Feng didn't move.
Another slap.
Still no response.
Feng Shaojun raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction.
Yu Erniang's drug is really powerful!
She went into Shilang Feng's study tonight, of course, not just to listen to Shilang Feng's hypocritical nonsense. She also wanted to search the study for clues about her father Feng Lun's murder case.
Shilang Feng was very strict about his rules and kept a lot of official documents and letters in his study, so that no one could enter the study.
This is a rare opportunity.
Feng Shaojun stood up straight and quickly glanced around the study room.
In her previous life, she worked as a nanny in Prince Qin's Mansion for three years. She had considerable experience in sneaking into the study to search for secret documents and letters. From this look, she found several places that were most suitable for hiding secret documents.
She first went to the bookshelf and looked for books with obvious signs of being turned.
Then there are the inside and outside of the desk.
I found a box in the desk drawer. The box was about one foot square, made of sandalwood, simple and heavy. The box was also locked.
Feng Shaojun suddenly had a strong premonition in his heart. This box might contain what she wanted.
Since there is a lock, where is the key?
As a person like Shilang Feng, he would never put the key on his entourage, nor give it to his staff. So...
Feng Shaojun's eyes narrowed and fell on Feng Shilang. Without a moment's hesitation, he stepped forward and reached out to touch Feng Shilang's chest.
Soon I touched a thin copper object.
Feng Shaojun felt happy and pulled the key off with a strong pull.
There was suddenly a bloodstain on Feng Shilang's neck. He was in pain while unconscious, and he groaned unconsciously.
Feng Shaojun ignored it, quickly picked up the key and opened the copper lock. After a slight click, the copper lock opened and the box was opened.
In the box, there was a thick stack of letters.
There are about a dozen of these letters. The top letter is from at least more than ten years ago. The envelope is empty and the edge of the letter is worn and worn. I don’t know how many times I have opened it.
Feng Shaojun took out the first letter, opened it, and saw familiar handwriting.
The above is a tribute from my uncle, and it is signed by my nephew Feng Lun.
Feng Shaojun's nose was full of sourness, his eyes flashed with water, and his right hand trembled slightly.
She left her father at the age of eight and grew up in her maternal grandfather Cui's family. Her father was assassinated and died tragically. She was far away in Pingjiang Prefecture, and she never saw her father for the last time, so she became an orphan.
More than ten years have long since erased the memory of her father in her mind. Now that she thinks of her biological father, she can't even remember his face clearly.
But the affection between father and daughter is engraved in the bones. The moment I saw my father's name, my longing suddenly surged like a tide, turned into tears, and rolled down my eyes.
She has not shed tears for many years.
Feng Shaojun cried silently for a moment and wiped his tears with his sleeves.
She quickly scanned the letter and found nothing unusual.
The second letter, the third letter...and then I reached the sixth letter.
"...Uncle, it has been three months since I took up my post at the Lianghuai Salt Road. After checking the accounts of previous years, I found something wrong. The Lianghuai salt tax is millions of taels every year. In recent years, the amount of salt opened by the salt farm has increased.
30%, but the salt tax is the same as in previous years. The difference is nearly two million taels."
"Among them, there must be someone secretly stealing and selling private salt."
"I want to thoroughly investigate this matter and clean up the Jiangnan Salt Road!"
