The old lady was so frightened by the white shadow that she took two steps back. She held on to Aunt Zhao and asked tremblingly: "What is that...?"
Xiangrong was also frightened, and the hand holding Feng Yuheng trembled.
Feng Yuheng narrowed her eyes, looked at the "thing" that came erratically, patted Xiangrong's arm, and then turned back to tell the old lady: "Don't be afraid, grandma, she is my eldest sister."
When the old lady heard this, she quickly rubbed her eyes and took a closer look - no! She was wearing a pure white dress with long hanging shoulders and a white flower on her temples. Her face was also haggard and horribly pale.
Xiangrong didn't understand, "What are you doing, eldest sister?"
The old lady was so angry that she banged her staff on the ground: "Chen Yu! What are you doing dressed like this?"
Chen Yu stepped forward, bowed slightly, and then said: "Of course my granddaughter will go with her grandmother to express condolences to Lord Bu's family!"
"Who asked you to dress like this?"
"Of course you have to wear white when you go to mourn!" Shen Yu answered matter-of-factly, "That day, Master Shangshu passed away, Chen Yu saw it with his own eyes. These days, whenever he closes his eyes, he can think of the scene that day. He is so frightened that he can't sleep at night.
.Chen Yu thought that if he didn’t express his condolences to Mr. Xiambu properly, I’m afraid...it would be hard to get rid of his heartache!"
When she said this, the old lady found it hard to blame her anymore.
Just think about it, how frightening it must be for a young girl who has not yet left the court to see a person die in front of her!
The old lady was originally angry with Shen Yu, but in a blink of an eye she turned to sympathy and pity. She couldn't help but stepped forward and grabbed Chen Yu's hand and patted it twice, "My good granddaughter, don't be afraid. I'll go over today and put a pillar on that Bu Shangshu."
The fragrance will be fine, ah!" The voice was soft, just like a kind grandmother.
Feng Yuheng saw this with contempt in her heart. This old lady was greedy for money and things, and never had any serious ideas. She and Feng Jinyuan were of the same mind, both longing for Shen Yu to stand out from others and sit on the throne that they had dreamed of for many years.
Go up.
Feng Yuheng pulled Xiangrong and turned around to walk out of the mansion. Two carriages were already waiting outside. One was an ordinary carriage, and the other was a red sandalwood carriage specially designed for Chen Yu.
She pulled Xiangrong into the ordinary car, and then Chen Yu and the old lady helped each other out. She heard Chen Yu invite the old lady: "Grandma, come and sit in your granddaughter's car."
This was meant to be flattering, but it didn't sit well with the old lady. She was the most noble woman in the family, so why didn't such a nice carriage belong to her?
But she did not blame Shen Yu for this crime, but cursed Shen in her heart.
Seeing that the old lady looked bad, Chen Yu understood immediately, so he supported the old lady and said: "This carriage was a birthday gift from my mother back then. My granddaughter has been reluctant to use it all these years. As soon as I got this wood
Expensive, secondly, I always think that such good things are not affordable for Shen Yu at a young age. I always think that one day I can give them to my grandmother, and it is most appropriate for her to use them exclusively. If my grandmother doesn't dislike it, I can keep it.
Come on, Chen Yu can ride together today because of his grandmother’s honor!”
Ever since Mrs. Shen's death, the old lady has not received substantial benefits for a long time. Today, when she heard that Shen Yu was going to give this carriage to her, she immediately became energetic. She also had a smile on her face, and her wrinkles were almost gone.
He said repeatedly: "Okay! Okay! Chen Yu is the most filial!"
Chen Yu pursed his lips and smiled, lowering his head, but in his heart he cursed the old lady.
Two carriages from the Feng family carried four people all the way to Bufu.
In less than half an hour, the carriage stopped and when the curtains were lifted, a hum of chanting was heard, and a mansion even more grand than the Feng family appeared in front of them.
During the Bu family's funeral, the gate of the house was hung with white spiritual flags, and more than ten monks were invited to recite sutras.
While Huang Quan was helping Feng Yuheng, he whispered in her ear: "Everyone from the Bu family is outside the door, as if they are waiting for someone."
Feng Yuheng observed carefully, and sure enough, everyone in the Bu family came out of the house, including Bu Nishang, whom she recognized, with respectful and anxious expressions.
Before she could think about it, Mrs. Feng had already stepped forward, followed by Shen Yu. The Bu family glanced at them, and except for a man about the same age as Feng Jinyuan who took two steps forward, everyone else was carrying
Obvious hostility.
The man saluted Mrs. Feng and said proactively: "It is really a great blessing for the Bu family that Mrs. Feng can visit us in person."
As soon as these words came out, there were several snorts from the Bu family members, with obvious disdain. The man couldn't help it, turned around and glared back. The Bu family members were a little afraid of him, and they all lowered their heads.
Feng Yuheng knew in her heart that this was Bu Guifei's eldest brother who had some friendship with the Yao family, and Bu Baiqi, the father of Bu Nishang and Bu Cong.
As she thought this, the white chess player also looked towards her. At first glance, there was some emotion in her eyes, but she didn't say anything, she just nodded as a greeting.
Feng Yuheng bowed and then heard the old lady say: "Shang Shu passed away so suddenly, which is really sad. Today, I brought my three granddaughters to offer incense to the Master. I will go there when Jin Yuan comes down to court."
Came here."
Bu Baiqi quickly bowed and thanked him. At a glance, he saw Chen Yu dressed in all white, especially the white flower on his temples, which aroused his longing for his father.
He bowed deeply to Chen Yu again: "Thank you, Miss Feng."
Chen Yu also returned the gift, and then said: "Master Bu, you are polite. This is what you should do. Today is a big funeral for the Bu family. This is more important than anything else. You should just go back to your home. There is no need to go out to greet you."
Bu Baiqi was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Chen Yu meant by his words, and was stunned on the spot for a moment.
Mrs. Feng also had the same idea as Chen Yu and followed the words: "Yes, go back to the mourning hall quickly."
As soon as she finished saying this, she heard a few sneers from the Bu family. Mrs. Feng's face sank slightly, but before she could do anything, she heard a sharp voice shouting from the avenue behind her - "Your Highness, Your Majesty."
arrive!"
At this moment, Feng Yuheng and Xiangrong were both happy.
The old lady and Chen Yu's self-love has really reached a certain level!
Everyone turned around and faced the official road in front of the palace gate. They saw a magnificent palace car coming from the west. Standing on the palace car were two palace maids in white, followed by a eunuch. The eunuch shouted just now.
came out.
The Bu family and everyone who came to express condolences but could not enter the house all knelt down. Old Mrs. Feng also pulled Shen Yu to kneel down, and at the same time winked at Feng Yuheng.
Feng Yuheng would never care much about this kind of form. She knelt on the ground with Xiangrong, then raised her eyes slightly, and saw the palace carriage stopped, and what came out of it was a stretcher.
The seriously injured imperial concubine Bu Baiping was lying on a stretcher. She was carried by two powerful eunuchs and slowly came down from the palace carriage.
Bu Baiping was thrown extremely hard by Emperor Tianwu. Although her father gave her a back, all the bones in her body were injured, so much so that she could only be carried on a stretcher when she came out of the palace to pay her father's funeral.
When Bu Baiqi saw this scene, their faces were all darkened. Bu Baiqi felt sorry for his sister. After everyone saluted and said hello, he got up, ran to Bu Baiping's stretcher in a few steps, and said with tears in his eyes: "Mother."
When Bu Baiping saw her family, she also expressed emotion several times, with tears streaming down her face, and she just said: "Brother, I am the one who is sorry for my father."
"Don't say such things." Bu Baiqi interrupted her, "Now that the matter has come to this, no one in the Bu family is to blame."
Bu Baiping was also dressed in white, with a filial piety tie on her head, but her brother's words "no one is to blame" irritated her nerves. She turned her head violently, gritted her teeth and cut her teeth, regardless of the pain in her body.
He raised his body a little and looked straight at Feng Yuheng.
Bu Baiqi secretly thought that it was not good, and was about to say something to break up the conversation, when he heard Bu Baiping's shrill voice - "Her! Kill her! Kill her!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.
Her excitement caused injuries on her body, which made Bu Baiping break into a cold sweat.
"My Lady, don't get excited! It's important to take care of yourself!" Bu's family members gathered around, advising while glaring at Feng Yuheng.
Everyone knows what happened at the palace banquet that day. The reason was that Feng Yuheng defeated Bu Nishang in archery. As her own aunt, the imperial concubine was so angry that she beat Concubine Hua on the pretext, but she was "scared" to leave and was about to show up.
Concubine Yun. It sounds like a messy relationship, but in the final analysis, it still lies with Feng Yuheng.
Therefore, with Bu Nishang's fueling and jealousy, the Bu family thought that Feng Yuheng was the culprit who killed Lord Shangshu. Now that the imperial concubine is so angry again, how can the younger generation hold back, and there are several teenagers immediately
The young man rushed over and was about to hit Feng Yuheng. But Bu Nishang also opened his vicious eyes and said to Bu Baiping: "Auntie, we must avenge my grandfather's revenge."
When those young men rushed over, they frightened Old Mrs. Feng, but they did not dare to step forward to stop her. They shouted - "Aheng, be careful!"
Feng Yuheng did not move, but stared at Bu Baiqi with disdain in her eyes.
Bu Baiqi's face turned red with embarrassment, and he shouted repeatedly - "Come back here! What are you going to do?"
He is the only son of Bu Shangshu. Once Shangshu leaves, he will naturally take charge of the family. This shout was so powerful that several young men stopped in front of Feng Yuheng.
I heard Feng Yu Heng say in a medium voice: "It's good to be obedient, and you won't suffer any consequences if you obey me. I can guarantee that if ten or eight more of you come like this, they won't be able to hurt me at all."
The old lady was also angry: "What are you, the Bu family, doing?" She looked at Concubine Bu and said in confusion: "May I ask Concubine Bu, what does Bu Shangshu's death have to do with our family Aheng?" The old lady saw it for the first time.
Talking to a big shot in this tone, saying you are not afraid is just bragging, but it is still a bit enjoyable. It is not that she has become bolder, or that she knows that she is partial to Feng Yuheng, but that she remembers that the imperial concubine was thrown away by the emperor himself.
He came out and beat the minister to death, but their A-Heng was allowed by the emperor to call him father. With such a relationship, she naturally knew who had the tougher backstage.
Bu Baiping glared at Feng Yuheng, not taking Old Madam Feng seriously at all, "Relationship? I have it as long as I say it does!"
Bu Nichang also joined in: "Father, shouldn't we avenge our grandfather?"
"Brother! The person who killed my father is right in front of you. What are you waiting for?"
Bu Baiqi was forced to do nothing by these two people. The imperial concubine could not scold him, so he could only scold his daughter. He gave Bu Nishang a hard hand and pulled her behind him: "Give me your mouth
Close it!"
But at this moment, a faint voice came - "Yes! Lord Shangshu was beaten to death by the imperial concubine. If the Bu family does not take revenge, how will Lord Shangshu rest in peace under Jiuquan?" [This chapter