Xiao Han felt that Feng An had probably woken up when he persuaded him to let go. He just didn't know how much he would listen to his advice from that time on.
Let go?
It’s just two words! It’s effortless to say it, but how easy is it to actually do it?
The Feng family has been operating in Lingnan for countless years since the pre-Qin Dynasty! Just like the towering giant tree mentioned by Xiao Han, its huge foundation has already penetrated every inch of the land here! Not to mention moving away, even if it is moved slightly, it will
It will cause immeasurable losses!
But now, the reality has been set here. The existence of the Feng family has threatened Xiao Lizi's rule of Lingnan! Perhaps as Feng An said, Xiao Lizi will not touch him if he is alive, but what if he is dead?
Among the next generation of successors of the Feng family, the most outstanding one now is Feng Daizhi, who was sent to Chang'an.
At the beginning, Feng Ang sent him to Chang'an, firstly to ease Li Shimin's heart, and secondly because he wanted him to see the world and get acquainted with the powerful people of Chang'an.
But now it seems that I don’t know if I have seen it in the world, but the powerful people are definitely familiar with it!
Nonsense, he helps people pay bills all day long, and even the bill for drinking flowers and wine has to be recorded on his head. It's weird if he doesn't know him well!
This means that Feng Daizhi is far away in Chang'an now. If he were in Lingnan, he would definitely be kicked to death by Feng An!
The Feng family has been completely disgraced by you, you bastard!
Having no successor is the most embarrassing aspect of the Feng family now! If Feng An doesn't want the Feng family to fall apart immediately after Feng An's death, then listening to Xiao Han and taking the initiative to let go is the most correct choice at the moment.
Can the Feng family have such courage?
"Why……"
With a gentle sigh, Xiao Han slowly walked to the bed. At this time, he had vaguely guessed the real meaning of Xiao Lizi letting people like him come, but would Feng An really compromise?
"If he doesn't compromise, then sooner or later, Feng An will take Ning Changzhen's road again!" With a mutter, Xiao Han fell onto the bed, and a moment later, snoring began.
What happened to the Feng family in history in the end? Xiao Han can no longer remember it, but he can be sure that Feng Ang's generation is really the last glory of the Feng family!
Since then, although the Feng family in Lingnan has not completely disappeared, it has never appeared in historical records again.
Perhaps, Mrs. Xian's glory still shines on the entire Lingnan land, but the descendants of the Feng family can only drool in some corners, longing for the glory of their ancestors.
The night is getting darker.
Light rain also fell in drizzle.
Rainwater like silver threads washed over the eaves, flowed through the tiles, and finally gathered on the stone roads in the city, imbuing the slightly old bluestones on the roads with an even more ancient charm.
Lingnan has always been a rainy place. The ground is never three feet flat and the sky is never clear. This is where we are talking, so this sudden light rain did not attract anyone's attention.
At most, some residents living near the city gate would complain: Why are the beasts on the hills outside so late at night? They are so annoying!
The night passed peacefully.
On the second day, the light rain was still the same, neither stopping nor getting heavier. The whole city of Shi'an was enveloped in a silvery rain and mist, making it hazy and hard to see clearly.
"yawn……"
In the guest room, Liu Hongji got up from the bed and rubbed his eyes, opened his mouth and let out a big yawn. The strong breath in his mouth could be called a biochemical weapon, and he almost fainted.
"What kind of wine was that yesterday? Why is it stronger than Xiao Han's steamed wine! I remember that I didn't drink much, so why did I get so drunk that I fell unconscious?"
Quickly fanning himself with his hands to disperse the strong smell, Liu Hongji rolled his eyes and tried to recall everything that happened yesterday.
However, the last few fragments in his mind were eating, drinking, oh, I almost forgot, and drinking soup!
Other than that, I have no idea how I got drunk and how I got here.
Poor old Liu didn't know yet: Xiao Han quickly recovered from the symptoms of poisoning because he had an iron stomach that was tempered by waste oil, hormones, and additives in later generations.
Feng An, on the other hand, relied on his strong physical fitness and the Lingnan native's unique resistance to poisonous mushrooms, so he woke up no later than Xiao Han.
Only he himself, although in good physical condition, could not bear the thought that he had never encountered such a strange poison before, so he fell into a coma all night and did not wake up until now. As for what happened yesterday, Xiao Han and the others did not remember it, but
Completely forgot about a clean one!
"Is there anyone?" Liu Hongji, who thought for a while but couldn't remember anything, simply put down his worries and shouted outside at the top of his lungs.
"I'm coming!"
Outside the door, a familiar voice soon sounded, and immediately after, a stocky figure opened the door and ran in from the outside.
"Lunzi? You, when did you come back?" Liu Hongji didn't expect that it was Lunzi who came in. He was in a daze for a while, and it took him a while to realize: "Did they chase you back?"
"Hmm..." Lunzi nodded and grinned.
He only entered the city this morning, and then he heard that Xiao Han had come to Feng Mansion, so he rushed here all the way.
"Where is Xiaodong?" Liu Hongji stared at the stunned man, suddenly remembered something, and asked again: "Where has he gone?"
"Him?" The fool scratched his head and replied: "He accidentally got caught in the rain last night, and as a result, he got cold today. The Marquis had someone roll him up in a quilt and throw him on the bed to sweat."
"Oh..." Liu Hongji nodded when he heard this. He was not too worried about Xiaodong. With Xiao Han here, a little wind chill was nothing.
"Where is your Marquis?" Liu Hongji, who touched his smooth head and thought for a while, asked again.
"I went out early in the morning. I went out with Mr. Feng."
"Oh? What about Ren Qing?"
"He also followed."
"Do you know where he went?"
"I don't know, I didn't tell you, I didn't ask..."
"Then why don't you go along?"
"The Marquis said that he asked me to stay and watch you so that you don't cause any trouble again!"
"..."
Looking at the sincere look on his face, Liu Hongji resisted the urge to put his big footprints on his face, pointed at the door and said angrily: "Get out!"
"Okay!" The fool seemed to have expected Liu Hongji's anger. After hearing this, he immediately ran out of the room without looking back.
"return!"
Later, Liu Hongji had no choice but to shout to him again: "Go and find some clothes for me. These clothes are all vegetable soup. I can't wear them anymore!"
