The familiar voice made Feng Yuheng's lips curl up in a playful arc, and made her family's hearts sink to an absolute low.
Ninth Prince Xuan Tianming, why is he here?
The Bu family never thought that the Ninth Prince would come to express condolences, because the death of Bu Shangshu was most directly related to Xuan Tianming's mother-concubine Yun Pianpian, and he would not be able to come no matter who came.
But if someone doesn't follow common sense, the more unlikely people will come.
Bu Baiqi had no choice but to kneel down with everyone in the Bu family in front of the palace carriage. He took the lead and said: "Kowtow to His Royal Highness."
As soon as the curtain of the palace car was lifted, a wheelchair flew out first. Sitting on it was Xuan Tianming, who was dressed in purple and wearing a gold mask. The man in green who got out of the car behind him and stood with his hands behind his back was
The Seventh Prince Xuan Tianhua.
Bu Baiqi quickly added: "His Royal Highness King Chun is a thousand years old."
Everyone in the Bu family repeated it in unison. Mrs. Bu's heart was in her throat, and her intuition told her that these two princes were definitely not here to mourn.
But at this time, Bu Baiqi's words had already come out - "Bu Mansion is deeply honored that your two highnesses can come to express condolences to my father."
Xuan Tianming frowned and asked, "Huh?"
Feng Yuheng looked at this with amusement, and her eyes fell on the purple clothes that Xuan Tianming always liked to wear. How could he be dressed like this to express his condolences? It seemed that this Bu family was just like Feng Chenyu.
I just like to take things for granted.
Xuan Tianming's question also stopped Bu Baiqi. He didn't understand what Xuan Tianming meant, and he didn't dare to ask back. He could only stand on the spot with his hands down, unable to say a word.
Xuan Tianhua gave an explanation: "Master Bu misunderstood. I and my ninth brother were going to the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, and they happened to pass by here. I heard that my younger brother and sister came to Bu Mansion with the old lady of the Feng family to mourn, so I thought
Come and have a look.”
Bu Baiqi broke into a cold sweat on his forehead, saying that he was really talkative and that he made many mistakes.
Xuan Tianming also spoke, and still said in that sinister voice: "Thankfully I am here, otherwise our Hengheng would have been bullied to death by you?" As he spoke, he waved to Feng Yuheng,
She stepped forward and put her small hand into his big hand. Xuan Tianming asked Concubine Bu: "Bu Baiping, do you feel uncomfortable lying down like this and want to lie down with your eyes closed?"
Feng Yuheng almost laughed out loud and quickly lowered her head, thinking of saving some face for the Bu family.
If you lie down with your eyes closed, isn't that like a dead person?
The noble concubine was choked by him and couldn't say a word, but Xuan Tianming added: "I can help you."
Bu Baiping's face turned pale with fright. She still remembered the time when Xuan Tianming whipped the emperor's beloved concubine to death. The whip was so ruthless that she didn't even blink.
What's even more frightening is that the emperor didn't blame him, but instead had the concubine taken out and buried hastily. The favor in the past was like a passing cloud, and even the concubine's mother clan was implicated.
Of the forty-five members of the clan, no one could survive.
She understood that in the heart of the emperor, daughters and sons could not be compared, especially for women like them who had no sons.
No one in the Bu family dared to say a word, and some of the younger children had their mouths tightly covered by the adults, for fear of offending the God of Plague if they said something wrong.
But the God of Plague has no time to pay attention to them at the moment. He only cares about talking to his future wife. But what he said is not very pleasant to listen to - "A second-grade official has died, why are you here to express his condolences?"
"Just leave the favor."
"Your father is a high-ranking official of the first rank and the prime minister of the court. What kind of favor does he have with a low-ranking official of the second rank?"
"You can't say that. We are all ministers of the emperor and we must live in harmony!"
"Who will he live with when everyone is dead? I think Feng Jinyuan has had enough."
Feng Yuheng poked out his eyes: "Be careful when speaking in front of outsiders."
"Well, anyway, your family has given enough face to the Bu family, but since they are so shameless, there is no need to go in. Come on, go back and get your Houyi bow, and I will take you around the camp."
The conversation between the two seemed to be indifferent, but in fact, a lot of information was revealed in their words. Especially the last sentence. When Bu's family heard that Hou Yi's bow had actually been in Feng Yuheng's hands, everyone in the Bu family took a breath of air.
Bu Nishang was even more angry!
It turns out that in that archery competition, Feng Yuheng won not only a phoenix-headed golden hairpin, but also treasures such as Hou Yi's bow.
Seeing the old lady of the Bu family glaring at her, Bu Nichang lowered her head. She knew that she had lost miserably.
"No." Feng Yuheng spoke again, holding Xuan Tianming's arm and shaking it: "Since we're all here, it's better to go in and burn incense. After all, Master Shangshu died in front of me that day, no?
I always feel uneasy when I go to burn incense sticks."
"That's fine." Xuan Tianming still didn't look at anyone else, all he saw was him, the unmarried concubine. "But if you want to go in, you have to show royal demeanor. Don't embarrass me, let alone
Father, shame on you!"
"I know." She raised a slight smile and spoke politely.
Xuan Tianming straightened up and reached out to rub her head when he heard Bu Nishang's voice: "Your Highness, don't you think the second young lady of the Feng family is too arrogant?"
Xuan Tianming didn't argue with her, nor was he angry. He just asked, "I am willing to pamper her like this. Why, do you have any objection?"
Jealousy appeared on Bu Nishang's face, but there was stubbornness in her eyes. She was also a girl betrothed to a prince, so why did the fourth prince treat her so differently than the ninth prince treated Feng Yuheng?
She is unwilling!
At this point, Xuan Tianming and Xuan Tianhua were not prepared to stay here any longer. They gave Feng Yuheng a few more instructions before getting on the palace carriage one after another.
Everyone present knelt on the ground to see each other off. It was not until the palace carriage started to move slowly that the Bu family let out a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, I heard Xuan Tianming's voice coming out of the palace car that was getting away, and it was clearly distinguishable: "Bu family, you must remember to go to Feng Mansion to kowtow to the deceased eldest lady.
, from the door of the house to the memorial tablet, no step should be missed."
Immediately afterwards, Xuan Tianhua's out-of-the-world voice came, actually warning Bu Nishang - "Girls shouldn't be too competitive, because sometimes the more certain you are about something, the more likely you will lose."
It will be a complete failure.”
Bu Nishang lowered her head, her mind filled with thoughts of Xuan Tianming's kindness to Feng Yuheng. The more she thought about it, the more she felt aggrieved.
As for the imperial concubine Bu Baiping, she had long lost her previous momentum and was lying on the stretcher with her face turned upward and her eyes empty.
The person who feels the most enjoyable at this moment is Old Mrs. Feng. Originally she thought that the Ninth Prince was only targeting the Feng family, but now she realized that he was targeting everyone who was not good to Feng Yuheng. What about the Bu family?
So what about the imperial concubine? She wasn’t scolded so much that she was scolded! She was scolded until she was speechless!
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Feng Yuheng was really doing something for the Feng family, so she wanted to pull the child over to comfort her. However, at a glance, she saw Feng Chenyu looking in the direction of the palace car in a daze.
There was a little bit of flushing all over my face.
She suddenly remembered that Feng Jinyuan had mentioned Chen Yu's thoughts, and she couldn't help but lower her face and gave Chen Yu a tug, finally bringing her thoughts back.
Unexpectedly, Bu Guifei also noticed Chen Yu at this time. She looked at Chen Yu for a long time with a pondering expression on her face before she asked in confusion: "Are all the Feng family members so courageous?"
Hearing her talking like this again, Mrs. Bu glared and shouted in a low voice: "Your father is no longer here, don't cause any more trouble."
Bu Baiping felt aggrieved, "Mother, this eldest lady of the Feng family is resisting the decree!"
In one sentence, everyone was stunned, and no one understood what Bu Baiping meant.
However, Feng Yuheng looked at the imperial concubine Bu and smiled without saying a word. Her determined and determined expression of sitting on the sidelines made Old Mrs. Feng feel cold. She remembered that the Queen had a purpose. As long as Chen Yu left the house,
I have to put on that black rouge, but today...
"The Imperial Concubine is wise!" Chen Yu was smart and knelt down directly on the ground, "Chen Yu didn't mean to resist the decree, but today is the funeral of Master Shangshu. Chen Yu was dressed in plain white mourning clothes and had white sideburns. It really shouldn't be painted on.
Rouge! Your Majesty, you can have someone take a look, Chen Yu has not put on any makeup today, he is here to attend the funeral for Lord Shangshu."
Bu Baiping wanted to say a few more words, but the old lady of the Bu family took over the words - "The eldest lady of the Feng family accepts my wishes. Please come into the house quickly and let Bai Qi make tea to accompany you."
On the other hand, he glared at Bu Baiping again, his eyes full of warning.
Bu Baiping is not a fool, and naturally understands what is enough. After all, the Feng family has the upper hand over the Bu family. Even if she is a noble concubine, what is the difference between a childless concubine and those Jieyu and the like in the palace?
?In the final analysis, the one the Bu family relies on now is actually Bu Baiqi’s only son, Bu Cong.
She lay back on the stretcher helplessly, and as soon as she raised her hand, the powerful eunuch immediately carried her into the mansion.
The Feng family also followed into the Bu Mansion, with Xiangrong walking at the back, her palms full of sweat. She felt it was necessary to exercise her courage, especially when she went out with her second sister, she was never safe.
, if this continues, she will be scared to death.
Finally, we had to enter the mourning hall, because all the people in the Bufu went out to greet the imperial concubine, and only the servants were left behind. However, the paper money was not cut off, and the house was filled with the unique smell of paper money.
The Bu family returned to the mourning hall and replaced the servants. Mrs. Feng and the three girls came forward to pick up the incense, light the incense, and then inserted the incense into the incense burner in front of the funeral. It seemed that everything was going well, but Feng Yuheng
While putting the incense, a child suddenly appeared out of nowhere and bumped into her.
When my hand shook, the fragrance fell away.
She had no intention of picking it up, and watched helplessly as the half of the incense fell to the ground, burning a few pieces of paper money and starting a fishy flame.
The servants of the Bu family quickly stepped forward and stamped out the flames. Bu Baiqi scolded the child: "What kind of place is this? Does it allow you to run around?"
The child was so frightened that he cried loudly. Feng Yuheng didn't mind at all and just said: "The child doesn't understand anything. Don't blame him. But you must keep an eye on the child, especially in a place like this. Just now, it was just
Knocking off the incense or knocking over the brazier would be a serious matter. This is how my mother's mourning hall was burned down, well, speaking of it, even the body was burned."
"Miss Feng, please be careful what you say!" Mrs. Bu got angry.
However, Feng Yuheng smiled and did not explain. She just said: "The good words are not easy to hear. I forgive you, madam."
She put the incense stick again, took a few steps back, and was ready to stand on the edge and wait for Old Mrs. Feng to move back. But when she stepped back, the child who bumped into her stretched out a foot, and she lifted her foot.
He hesitated for a moment, swayed slightly, and felt his arm being supported by someone, and then a powerful and angry voice sounded above his head: "Be careful." [End of Chapter]