Thousands of miles of embankment, destroyed by ant nests - the reason why the Feng family has been at the top of countless wealthy families in the Shenwu Continent for more than 30,000 years is not only due to the emergence of talents from generation to generation, but also to the control from the master to the maids.
A bookboy's strict house rules.
The state has national laws, and every family has its own family laws. The Feng family's 30,000-year-old family rules are undoubtedly the strictest in the world today.
If you want to eat from the Feng family, you must abide by the Feng family's rules. If you don't abide by the Feng family's rules and ruin the Feng family's style, you will have to pay the price.
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To Ye Xue, the little book boy is just an inconspicuous grass under his feet on the road of life. Ye Xue is not concerned about the painful price this grass will pay when he is sent back to Feng's Yangzhou.
Ye Xue just felt that there was something strange about this world... Feng Jinyu, the most outstanding young master in the world in the Shenwu Continent now - for them now, the person at the top of the world, they actually started to fall in love with a little book boy.
There is communication.
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The thick door closed again, Ye Xue opened it with her right hand and said "please", "Mr. Jinyu, my humble house is humble. I wonder if Mr. Jinyu can go in and have a cup of tea..."
Hearing this, Feng Jinyu said with a smile: "What an honor!"
Han Ming and Wei Ya moved out of the way, letting Feng Jinyu go first: "Master Jinyu, please!"
Feng Jinyu nodded with a smile as warm as the spring breeze, moved his clothes slightly, and walked inside.
There were four people, Ye Xue, Feng Jinyu, Han Ming, and Wei Ya. Ye Xue led the way as the host, and Feng Jinyu was the distinguished guest. After Ye Xue, Han Ming, and Wei Ya walked to the end, with expressions on their faces that were much better than before.
He was calmer, but his eyes were still full of excitement.
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Within a few dozen steps, Ye Xue, Feng Jinyu and their party entered the inner courtyard.
Feng Jinyu stepped on the snow covered with straw mats, her eyes were filled with white snow and red plums, and on her nose, in addition to the fragrant plums of cold plums, there was also the aroma of wine and meat that had been removed by the falling plum blossoms in the five-cornered pavilion.
Feng Jinyu paused and stopped under the blooming winter plum tree. He looked at Wei Ya and joked: "Good food, good wine, and a wonderful person by my side... No wonder Brother Wei is so elegant that he recites poems."
Sing……"
A wave of heat rose on Wei Ya's face, making his handsome face look red from the white to white from the red. He said awkwardly: "I'm pretty good at composing poetry... I'm tone-deaf in singing, so I can only abuse others."
ears..."
Feng Jinyu laughed twice after hearing what he said. When Wei Ya's blush deepened into a red apple and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, Feng Jinyu whispered: "Actually, I can't sing either...
I have an eldest brother in the family who likes to sing military songs. I have howled a few times. My brother said that my voice can kill a thousand enemies on the battlefield..."
Feng Jinyu said word for word: "Demon sound!"
"Haha..." Wei Adam laughed immediately. The corners of Han Ming's mouth raised, and he was holding back his laughter, which was very painful. Ye Xue's expression also relaxed a little.
After Feng Jinyu told a small embarrassment about himself, the distance between him and Wei Ya and Han Ming, who were their idols and admirers, became much closer.
When Wei Ya saw that Ye Xue was trying to lure Feng Jinyu into the room, he pointed at the Wujiao Pavilion, "The house is burning with charcoal and it's stuffy. There is white snow and red plum trees outside. Shall we sit outside?"
After Wei Ya finished speaking, he looked at Feng Jinyu to ask for his opinion.