Feng Shilang is in his fifties this year. He is tall, handsome and well-maintained. He has a neatly trimmed beard under his chin. He has not yet changed out of his official uniform, and his eyes are deep and sharp, without anger or authority.
Feng Shaojun felt a surge of hatred in his heart.
This is her biological grandfather.
He is also the person she hates the most in the world.
In her previous life, she returned to the Feng Mansion with joy and yearning, full of admiration for her grandfather. She never expected that he was the one who pushed her into the pit of fire with his own hands!
Princess Qin had no intention of killing her because of the Feng family. It was Shilang Feng who took the initiative to ask her to be buried.
In Feng Shilang's heart, nothing is as important as wealth and future.
He was even willing to promise his beloved little daughter to Prince Kang to fill his house, let alone a granddaughter whom he had not seen for more than ten years?
She escaped from the Prince of Qin's Mansion, but no one around her was spared. They all died in the Prince of Qin's Mansion. This blood debt was all blamed on Feng Shilang.
In this life, she wants Shilang Feng to pay with blood and die again.
Feng Shilang's eyes glanced at everyone's faces, fell on Feng Shaojun, and smiled: "Shaojun, come here and let grandpa have a look."
The more hatred Feng Shaojun felt in his heart, the sweeter the smile on his face became. He smiled and saluted: "Shaojun, I would like to pay my respects to my uncle."
Feng Shilang has been in the court for many years, and his palace is quite deep, far beyond what Mrs. Feng can match. Hearing the three words "uncle", his brows did not move, and he even smiled and praised: "In terms of etiquette, you really should be called
Great uncle, the Cui family raised you very well."
Then he looked at Cui Yuanhan with a smile: "You must be Yuanhan! It's been a hard journey all the way. Staying in the capital for a longer time will also allow the Feng family to fulfill their friendship as landlords."
The magnanimity of the high-ranking officials of the imperial court and the majesty and kindness of the elders are impressive.
Cui Yuanhan hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Yuanhan has met Mr. Minister."
Feng Shilang smiled and said: "You are Shaojun's cousin. Just call me uncle after Shaojun."
Cui Yuanhan's black eyes shone brightly, and he changed his name to uncle.
No wonder Cui Yuanhan is so excited.
The Cui family is a wealthy businessman in Pingjiang Prefecture, with rich wealth, even less than that of the ten Feng families. However, the status of merchants in the Daqi Dynasty was not high, and when it came to officials, they were even lower by three points.
Compared with Mrs. Feng's arrogance, Mr. Feng is much more approachable and amiable.
Feng Shilang glanced at him and immediately frowned in displeasure: "Young Master is back home on the first day. There is a family banquet at home. Why hasn't Erlang come back yet?"
In the Feng Mansion, the head of the family, Feng Shilang, has supreme authority.
As soon as Feng Shilang's face sank, Mrs. Yao was trembling in her heart and had to open her mouth to cover it up for her husband: "Second Master went to a literary conference today. I think he was inspired to write poetry, so he couldn't make it back in time."
Poetry on the rise?
I'm afraid I'm just hugging the brothel singer and drinking to get excited!
All the grandchildren were here, and they had to save some face for the second son. Feng Shilang swallowed a cold snort and said to everyone: "I'll change into regular clothes and come back."
After a while, Feng Shilang changed into regular clothes and came over, called Feng Shaojun in front of him, and said gently: "Shaojun, you have lived in Cui's house for many years, and now you are getting older and you have returned to Feng's house. From now on, you can feel at ease in Hexiang Courtyard.
Just stay here and don’t have to worry about food, clothing, and daily life.”
"As long as your uncle is here, no one can bully you."
In terms of acting skills, Feng Shilang is the best.
Little Feng's enthusiasm is still somewhat artificial, but Feng Shilang's eyes are full of kindness, and his majesty reveals warmth. Who can see through the ruthlessness behind this hypocritical face?
Feng Shaojun sneered in his heart again and again, with just the right amount of admiration on his face: "I have written down all my uncle's words."
Feng Shilang looked at Feng Shaojun, whose eyes were as bright as spring dawn, and a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
The short-lived Mrs. Cui gave birth to a good daughter!
Feng Shaojun is so beautiful, why worry about Princess Qin not liking him?
Even if Princess Qin doesn't fall in love with her, he can still marry Feng Shaojun to a good family.
"Master," the servant in the mansion came to deliver the message: "The eldest lady and Aunt Xue are back."
It was Feng Shaomei who came back with her husband.
The Office of the Minister of Civil Affairs is located in Jinyu Hutong in Qingchengfang, only a few streets away.
Mrs. Yao was so happy that she stood up to greet him. Soon, Feng Shaomei and her husband Xie Huai entered the Lama Temple.
Feng Shaomei got married at the age of sixteen, and now she is eighteen, which is the prime time for a woman to be most charming. She is slender, dignified and beautiful, with a gentle smile on her lips.
Xie Huai also has a good appearance. He is wearing a brocade robe, has a graceful demeanor, and has the bearing of a noble man. Unfortunately, he has a limp on his right leg when he walks, and his white jade has flaws, which is disappointing.
When everyone met, it was quite lively again.
Shilang Feng was very satisfied with Xie Huai, his grandson-in-law.
If the eldest grandson of a dignified official, Shangshu Mansion, had not suffered from a slight leg problem, it would not have been the Feng family's turn for this marriage.
Mrs. Feng's mood, which had been dark for most of the day, also relaxed a lot. She said with a smile: "Master, the family banquet has been prepared. Yun Niang hasn't returned home yet. Should you send someone to the Shen family to urge her?"
The Yun Niang mentioned by Mrs. Feng is none other than the Great Feng family.
When the great Feng family proposed marriage, Feng Shilang was just the head of the Ministry of Etiquette. The eldest daughter of a fifth-rank official, with an unspectacular appearance and a small dowry, it was not easy to get a good marriage.
Shen Mao, a young member of the Jin Yiwei family, came to propose marriage, but Feng Shilang hesitated for a few days before agreeing.
Da Feng married into the Shen family and gave birth to three sons in succession, and her life was going smoothly.
In the past twenty years, Shen Mao has been promoted from a hundred households to a thousand households. There are many generals in the capital, and a member of a thousand households cannot be ranked among them. Moreover, civil servants rely on their high status, so they will inevitably feel that the generals are vulgar. Shen Mao feels uncomfortable returning to his Yue family, and daily visits do not count.
many.
Mrs. Feng gave Mr. Feng eye drops intentionally or unintentionally.
As expected, Feng Shilang was a little unhappy, and said calmly: "There is no need to rush. If you don't come so late, you must not have time. Let's have a banquet!"
Feng Shaojun unexpectedly opened his mouth and said: "Uncle, please wait a little longer! Maybe my eldest aunt and Uncle Shen are on the carriage and will be there in a moment."
In the Feng Mansion, Feng Shilang kept his word and no one dared to say anything.
Feng Shilang's brows moved, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
Everyone looked over with subtle eyes.
Feng Shaojun didn't panic at all and said calmly: "Back then, my father met gangsters on the way to Beijing and suffered a terrible disaster. Uncle Shen led people to collect my father's body and bury it. I will always keep this kindness in my heart."
"When Uncle Shen comes back tonight, I have to thank him in person."
By the way, I can settle old scores and meet old friends from my past life.
Feng Shilang's brows relaxed, and his eyes were a little more approving: "You are grateful. Well, just wait a little longer."
Mrs. Feng frowned quietly and snorted in her heart, feeling even more disgusted and displeased with Feng Shaojun.
Feng Shaojun remained unmoved.
After waiting for about a stick of incense, Shen Mao of the Great Feng Family finally arrived.
There were two teenagers who came together.
Feng Shaojun's eyes flashed slightly and he looked over steadily.
