Chapter 149 This is the daughter of my Feng family
After passing the checkpoint of the Shen family, the Feng family quickly entered Fengwu County. Feng Jinyuan declined the banquet invited by the Fengwu County magistrate and took the whole family straight to the Feng family's ancestral home.
The Shen family members followed the Feng family's motorcade silently at first, still furious, but when they approached the Feng family's ancestral home, they took a detour and stopped following.
The Feng family is not a grand family, but the simple and plain little courtyard has a bit of scholarly atmosphere.
When people arrived, someone was already standing at the door of the ancestral house waiting to be picked up. Feng Yuheng looked at that person and saw an old man who could be said to be eighty years old. He was wearing a navy blue gown, and his eyebrows and beard were all white.
, but he is not as stooped as the two uncles of the Shen family. Instead, he has a rosy face and a tall and straight figure.
Feng Jinyuan and the old lady quickly stepped forward, knelt down directly in front of the old man, and said: "Clan leader."
The Feng family members quickly knelt down and shouted in unison: "Clan leader."
Feng Yuheng had heard some things about the ancestral home from Mrs. Yao during the ten days she had been here. It was said that since Feng Jinyuan's lineage became officials in the capital, all the Feng family members have been pursuing their own careers.
There are not many people left, basically all old and weak.
The current patriarch is over eighty years old and is Feng Jinyuan's grandfather. He is very prestigious in the Feng family. It is said that he is a very fair and strict person. He basically doesn't care about the younger generation's affairs, but once it passes through his hands, there will be no
You can talk about partiality.
While thinking about it, I heard the clan leader say: "Jin Yuan, you are the prime minister of the current dynasty, so you shouldn't give me such a great gift. But the Feng family rules cannot be broken. You are returning to your hometown to worship your ancestors, so you have to follow all the etiquette."
No less."
Feng Jinyuan said: "The clan leader is right."
"Yes." The clan leader nodded, "You all get up."
Feng Jinyuan stood up first and then helped the old lady up. Immediately afterwards, everyone in the Feng family stood up with a roar.
Feng Yuheng noticed that the clan leader's gaze seemed to glance towards her, but he did not stop. He turned to look at Chen Yu again, only once, and then looked back. Finally, it fell on Jin Zhen.
Feng Jinyuan suddenly remembered that the clan didn't know about the fact that Jin Zhen was admitted into the house, so he quickly explained: "It's my grandson's new concubine."
The old patriarch waved his hand: "There is no need to inform the clan about such trivial matters. Concubines are not allowed in the family tree. You can make your own decision. Come in with me."
After he finished speaking, Yu turned around and walked into the mansion with his hands behind his hands. A servant led the coachman to move the carriage around to the back of the house to settle down, and everyone in the Feng family followed one by one into the yard.
If the clan members return to their ancestral home every year, there will naturally be few rules. If someone like Feng Jinyuan has not returned once in many years, then there will be many rules.
Before they could take a rest and the rooms were divided, the old patriarch said again: "The ancestral hall has been opened. Jin Yuan, please support your mother, your wife and your legitimate daughter and come with me to pay homage."
Ancestral hall."
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Chen Yu wiped away tears again and said aggrievedly: "Clan leader, my mother has passed away."
The old patriarch glanced at Chen Yu and asked Feng Jinyuan in confusion: "Which concubine of yours gave birth to a daughter? Doesn't she understand the rules?"
Feng Jinyuan was embarrassed for a while: "This is Chen Yu, not born from a concubine, but the eldest daughter of my grandson."
"Legend?" The old patriarch looked at Chen Yu and thought to himself for a long time, "Well, I have some impression that your eldest daughter is called Feng Chenyu, but your eldest daughter is not a legitimate child, your second daughter is!" He said and looked again.
Xiang Feng Yuheng waved to her: "Are you Aheng? Come, come to Grandpa Zu."
Aheng stepped forward with a smile on her face and bowed to the old patriarch: "Aheng has met Grandpa Zu."
The old patriarch gave her a hand and said, "This is the legitimate daughter of my Feng family."
Tears welled up in Chen Yu's eyes, and he cast aggrieved glances at the old lady and Feng Jinyuan one after another. But the old patriarch was standing here, and the old lady had become a junior, so what could he say?
Feng Chenyu was so cruel that her silver teeth were almost broken. Feng Yuheng's existence became more and more annoying to her. She couldn't throw this person into the mountains to feed the wolves.
Feng Jinyuan knew that for the people in his ancestral home, Yao and Feng Yuheng were the legitimate wives and legitimate daughters. People in his hometown had old ideas. He didn't want to argue too much with the clan leader at this time, so he faced
Yao said: "Let's go, you and I will go in together."
Yao was silent. Feng Jinyuan and the old lady were walking in front, and she followed behind with an expressionless face. Even when she passed by the old patriarch, she didn't say a word.
Several people entered the ancestral hall. After kneeling down, servants came up to distribute the incense. Each person held three incense sticks and lit them.
There was a person who was responsible for the clan's worship at the ancestral hall. He sang for a while, and then directed everyone to kowtow continuously. Finally, the procedure ended, and the old lady took the lead and inserted the incense into the incense burner. This was the formal ceremony.
Both Feng Yuheng and Yao made great gifts according to the rules for mistresses and legitimate daughters. Yao didn't think anything of it after doing this. After all, she was the mistress and was very familiar with these matters.
But Feng Yuheng was in a bit of a dilemma. If it weren't for the subordinates directing her, she really didn't know what to do. Even so, some of her movements were not up to standard, causing the person who was singing the ceremony to look at her several times.
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She didn't care. After placing the incense, she took the initiative to salute and apologize to the clan leader: "Aheng has lived in the mountain village for a long time and has not been exposed to the rules of the mansion. If I am rude, please forgive me."
Feng Jinyuan was so angry that she wanted to slap her. Mountain village, mountain village. She never forgot to mention mountain village wherever she went. Why was she afraid that others wouldn't know that she had lived in a mountain village?
The expression on his face was clearly seen by Feng Yuheng, and she couldn't help but smile secretly in her heart.
Now you know whether this kind of thing is easy to talk about or not? What were you thinking when you doted on your concubine and destroyed your wife? You have done all the shameless things yourself, and you still think about others trying to get your face back? Not only did your aunt not give it
If you look for it, I have to tear off a few more layers for you to enjoy it.
"Today Aheng and Aunt Yao went into the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors. I hope Grandpa can tell the family not to make it public." A trace of embarrassment appeared on Feng Yuheng's face. As she spoke, she turned back and went to where Chen Yu was.
He looked in the direction, looking nervous.
The old patriarch was very puzzled: "Why?"
"Because... After all, Aheng is not the real daughter-in-law, and Aunt Yao is not the real mistress! Just now, the Shen family stopped at the county gate and shouted to kill them. If they knew that Aheng and Aunt Yao had entered the ancestral hall, they would be in trouble.
But my sister didn’t come in, maybe... she would kill her."
"They dare?" The old patriarch's eyes stood up and his beard stood up. He thought about Feng Yuheng's words and asked the old lady: "If your branch is in such a mess, there is no need to return to your hometown to worship your ancestors.
Got it!"
The old lady was so frightened by him that she hurriedly bowed and said: "The patriarch's words are serious, I haven't handled the family affairs well, and I won't do it anymore." As she said this, she secretly blamed Feng Yuheng in her heart, and asked what the granddaughter was doing.
It's not a good time to disturb the situation, but it has to be in front of the patriarch. It doesn't matter whether the ancestral home is worshiped or not, but Mr. Feng's grave is still here!
Feng Jinyuan also said repeatedly: "I'm sorry for bothering you about family matters. The Shen family is just a bunch of rabble, and they are not worthy of the law."
The old patriarch nodded, and then looked at the group of people standing in the yard, especially Feng Chenyu, who looked at him and felt that it was not a good thing.
He has lived for more than eighty years and has met countless people. He had long heard that Feng Jinyuan had a daughter with the destiny of Phoenix, but if it was Feng Chenyu... no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like her.
"That's all, you guys can rest. There will be servants who will take you to your respective rooms. As for the affairs of your legitimate daughters and concubines, it's all your own business to discuss when you get back. But in my place, the Feng family only recognizes Yao and Ah.
Heng."
After saying these words, the old patriarch walked away.
Feng Chenyu turned her head and refused to look at him, having already cursed the old man countless times in her heart.
Feng Yuheng felt happy when she saw Shen Yu's angry look. She pulled Yao out of the ancestral hall and deliberately stood in front of her and said: "I have wronged my eldest sister these days. It's all the clan leader's intention. Ah
There is nothing Heng can do." If you are not happy, go and tell the clan leader! Do you dare?
What could Feng Chenyu say? He turned around and took Yiyue away.
The old lady asked the servant: "Where is Master Feng Zihao?"
The servant was startled for a moment, thought seriously, and then replied: "Old lady, are you talking about the young master who guards the mausoleum? He has been living on the mountain, and the old patriarch built a room for him next to the mausoleum.
There is also a dedicated person waiting on the house."
The old lady felt distressed for a while and couldn't help but glare at Feng Jinyuan.
Feng Jinyuan did not expect that the old patriarch would drive Zi Hao to live in the mountains. But it was him who told Zi Hao to come back and guard the mausoleum. Now that the child is really guarding the mausoleum, what can he say? He can only comfort him.
The old lady said: "I will go up to the mountain early tomorrow morning to have a look."
The servants led everyone to their rooms. Feng Yuheng helped Yao settle down first and watched her lie down on the couch to rest before returning to her room.
Wang Chuan helped her make the bed, and Huang Quan also received the lunch brought by the servants from outside, "Miss, come and have something to eat. I saw there are servants delivering it to Madam."
The Feng family doesn't have many owners, but there are quite a few servants. Most of them are reserved for clan members who come back occasionally.
Feng Yuheng scanned the room again while eating, and found some pen and ink. As soon as she rolled her eyes, she had an idea in her mind.
She stood up and walked to the table where the pens and ink were placed. The two girls didn't understand and had to follow. Feng Yuheng tore off a piece of paper, picked up the pen, and wrote a line of words like a dog's scratch.
Huang Quan stroked his forehead: "Miss, have you been whipping the whip for so long that your handwriting has deteriorated?"
She rolled her eyes at Huang Quan: "Take a good look at whose handwriting it looks like?"
Wangchuan was careful and read the words on it, and saw Feng Yuheng writing: "I will come to Qi Fengshan tonight at midnight. This writing, this tone... Feng Zihao?"
Feng Yuheng gave her an approving look, then put the note into Wangchuan's hand, "Find an opportunity and throw it into Feng Chenyu's room. Make sure she sees it."
Huang Quan wondered: "Why is this?"
Feng Yuheng didn't show off and explained to them: "Why did Feng Chenyu go to such great lengths to get me back to Fengtong County? Do you really think it's for ancestor worship?"
"Miss, do you suspect that she and Feng Zihao will frame her?"
"It's just a guess. Regardless of whether it's correct or not, tossing her once will have no impact on us."
She was in a good mood after doing bad things. Feng Yuheng ate two bowls of rice in a row before lying down to rest.
An hour later, Yiyue found this note in front of the window and showed it to Feng Chenyu in confusion: "Miss, look at it."
Chen Yu opened the note, took a look at the handwriting on it, and immediately determined that it was written by Feng Zihao. She told Yi Yue: "Light a candle and burn this note."
Yiyue obeyed, but also asked curiously: "Did the eldest young master send it?"
Chen Yu glared at her and snorted coldly, "Who else could it be if he wasn't him? Please accompany me to Qifeng Mountain tonight." [End of Chapter]