The little book boy kept nodding his head, fearing that Feng Yuheng wouldn't understand, so he explained: "He is Lord Feng, the prime minister of the current dynasty, and our young master is Lord Feng's nephew."
Feng Yuheng looked at the young master who had fainted in confusion, but she couldn't find any similarity between him and Feng Jinyuan. After searching the memory of the original owner, the old lady was indeed Feng Jinyuan.
The only son, there is no reason for Feng Jinyuan to have a nephew again?
At this time, someone among the people watching spoke, but he laughed at the book boy: "The flood has really washed away the Dragon King Temple. The young lady in front of you is the daughter of the Feng family. If your young master is really the nephew of Prime Minister Feng,
Then it’s time to get married!”
The book boy was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at Feng Yuheng carefully. There was something like Feng Jinyuan between his eyebrows and eyes, but he had never seen a young lady from the Feng family before, so he didn't know who the young lady from the Feng family was.
Seeing the dumbfounded scholar, another person said: "You must be lying, right? You can't even recognize the daughter-in-law of the Feng family, how dare you say that your young master is the nephew of Prime Minister Feng?"
As soon as he heard that he was the legitimate lady, the book boy immediately became happy - "Are you Miss Chen Yu? Are you really Miss Chen Yu?"
Feng Yuheng frowned and looked at him without saying a word, until Wangchuan beside him said: "Miss Chen Yu, this is the legitimate young lady of Feng Mansion."
"Isn't the daughter-in-law of Feng Mansion Miss Chen Yu?" The book boy didn't react for a moment and looked at Feng Yu Heng blankly. He suddenly remembered that he heard that Feng Chen Yu was already fourteen this year and would be old enough to have a haircut after this year.
But the girl in front of me didn't look like she was almost fifteen years old, so she couldn't help but ask again: "Are we talking about a Feng family?"
Feng Yuheng nodded, "There is only one left prime minister in the government, and there is no one else."
"But……"
"No buts." She stood up and glanced at the fainted young man again, and she could tell a bit of Feng Zihao between his eyebrows. "You are members of the Shen family, right? The emperor has a destiny, Feng Zihao
If the family does not recognize the position of Mistress Shen, Feng Chenyu will naturally no longer be the legitimate daughter. Help her into the Baicao Hall, and the county master will treat her."
The book boy didn't quite understand what Feng Yuheng said, so why was Miss Chen Yu no longer the legitimate daughter? Can the legitimate daughter and concubine in the capital be replaced at will?
But fortunately, he understood Feng Yuheng's instructions to help him into the Baicao Hall. Then he noticed that there was a clinic not far ahead. He was overjoyed and quickly got up to help his young master.
The onlookers were kind-hearted and came to help one after another, and they quickly carried the person inside.
Huang Quan stared at the young man with a look of boredom on his face, and muttered: "I really don't know what Miss is thinking. The Shen family just let him freeze to death. What are they doing to save him?"
Wangchuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "With so many pairs of eyes looking at him, if we let him die at the entrance of Baicao Hall, our warm tea for the past two days will be in vain."
Countless people have been frozen in the past few days, and even the guys at Baicaotang have learned how to treat them. Feng Yuheng ignored the people who brought them in, and only told Huang Quan: "Go back to Feng Mansion and report something else."
Don't worry about it." Huang Quan agreed and went back outside to continue serving warm tea.
At this time, Xuan Tianhua was talking to the people who came from Prince Chun's Mansion. When he saw Feng Yuheng coming back, he said: "Aheng, I have to go into the palace. My father and mother have sent people to look for her."
She nodded, "Go ahead, be careful not to strain the injured area. I'll mix a few more medicines later and send them to Brother Seventh's house."
"Okay." Xuan Tianhua didn't wait any longer, and got into the carriage with the help of his servants. Before leaving, he said: "Baicaotang has helped the world and brought peace to the people. My father has already received the news. Girl, wait and receive the reward."
Feng Yuheng didn't really care whether she received the reward or not. She just watched Xuan Tianhua's carriage going further and further away, and she was worried about Xuan Tianming coming again. She always wanted to go there and have a look before, but now she thinks about it.
You should trust him more. A woman should not be so worried that she runs to the military camp just because of a snowstorm. If his soldiers see this, they may not know what the joke will be.
After she figured this out, she no longer worried about leaving the city to go to the camp. Then she started to worry as she looked at the longer and longer queue outside Baicao Hall.
It is not an option to continue like this. A bowl of warm tea cannot solve the most fundamental problem. What the people need is more post-disaster supplies and post-disaster reconstruction of some houses, and these require a lot of money.
"Wangchuan." She handed the bowl in her hand to a waiter, pulled Wangchuan to stand aside, and whispered: "When you go back to the house again to find Feng Chenyu, tell me
I want you to ask her how she thinks about it, and tell her that it is better to do it sooner rather than later, as one day later will be more dangerous."
Wangchuan nodded and did not ask what was going on. He just told Feng Yuheng, "Miss, please be careful."
"Don't worry, there are still classes to go, and there are so many people in Baicao Hall. It's okay. You go and come back quickly."
Seeing that she was anxious, Wangchuan hurriedly ran to Feng Mansion. At this time, a guy from Baicao Hall also ran over and said to her: "My boss, the young master just now woke up."
"I'll go take a look." Feng Yuheng followed him into the hall. Sure enough, the young man who seemed to be the young master of the Shen family had woken up, but his face was still a little pale. He sat on the couch and sighed. "Quite.
What does it look like for you adults to just sigh here when you wake up?" She was annoyed with this kind of man who always looked at the sky with a sad face and sighed, "What's the use of being compassionate? If you have time, why not go to the front yard and help share a bowl?
Tea." She said while holding the man's pulse. The young man was startled and was about to withdraw his hand. Feng Yuheng turned pale and scolded him: "Why move? Have you never seen a doctor diagnose your pulse?
?”
The man stopped struggling and looked at Feng Yuheng without daring to express his anger. His bookboy stood beside him, also cautiously lowering his head and not daring to speak.
It wasn't until Feng Yuheng let go of her hand that the little book boy tried to ask: "How is my young master?"
"It's okay." She said with a cold face, "Go back and pay for the consultation fee and medicine, then go to the shopkeeper to grab some more medicine, and just go back and take it for a few days."
"You still need money?" the little book boy asked her puzzledly: "Aren't you from the Feng family? How come the pharmacy opened by the Feng family still takes money from our own people? Besides -" He pointed to those outside who had been treated by Baicao Hall.
People said: "I have already told you that all those people were treated by you, and they were given food without taking any money. Why do you have to collect money when they come to our place?"
Feng Yuheng glared and quit: "Why don't you accept it? Baicaotang is open for business, and if you don't give me any money, how can I support so much work?"
"We are a family!"
"Who is in the same family as you?" Feng Yuheng was already fed up with the Shen family, but now that the little book boy was talking about the same family, it simply touched her bottom line, "My surname is Feng, what's your surname?"
?”
"My young master's surname is Shen!"
"What does the Shen family have to do with me?" Her face gradually became colder, "My legitimate daughter of the Feng family actually asked me to take a concubine's natal family as the same family. When did the Dashun Dynasty promulgate this law? I, the majestic Lord of Jian County, still want you, a slave, to teach me who is in the same family as whom?"
The more she spoke, the louder she became, which frightened the little book boy to the point where he was all trembling.
The Lord of Ji'an County? He could understand that he was talking about the legitimate daughter of the Feng family. After all, the clerk at the drug store had just informed him of some of the recent major events in the capital. But he only forgot to mention that Feng Yuheng had been granted the title of county magistrate. Lord, the little book boy didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while. He was speechless for a long time, and then he pointed to the people outside and said, "Then why can't they not pay?"
Feng Yuheng raised her eyebrows, "I'm happy to do that. I charge the money based on my mood. I was in a good mood when they came, but as soon as I saw you Shen family, my mood instantly dropped."
The little book boy wanted to say something more, but was stopped by the young man. The man who had been silent finally spoke and said to the book boy: "It is only natural to spend money to see a doctor. Pay the medical fee to him quickly."
After the young master had spoken, the little book boy could not say more and went to pay the money reluctantly. Feng Yuheng looked at the young man and asked: "Are you the son of the elder of the Shen family?" Since he is said to be a nephew, he should They are the children of Shen's brothers.
The young man wanted to talk to her, but he was too weak and couldn't get up even after several attempts. He had no choice but to continue sitting and said, "This is Shen Qing, the eldest grandson of the Shen family."
"Boss?" She went through Boss Shen's appearance in her mind, but she didn't have a deep impression.
Shen Qing nodded, "My father is indeed Shen's eldest son, but I have been studying abroad and have not been back to my hometown for many years. This time I came to Beijing specifically to visit my uncle."
Feng Yuheng shook her head and corrected his statement: "Your aunt Shen is just a concubine of my father. It is absolutely forbidden for you to call me uncle."
Shen Qing was slightly startled, but did not argue. When Shen's concubine promoted his wife, he was already half a boy. He naturally understood human ethics and did not agree with the Feng family's actions. But after all, he was an outsider and had no rights. Commenting on the Feng family's affairs, now that the Shen family has been personally demoted by the emperor, it is not aggrieved to talk about it.
"You are the second young lady of the Feng family, right?" Shen Qing looked at Feng Yuheng and said, "We met when you were young, but Miss Xu doesn't remember."
Feng Yuheng really doesn’t remember. The memory of the original owner is scattered. In addition, her original temperament, let alone a person with a foreign surname, even her family members are vague. Xiangrong has been with her since she was a child. Behind you, don’t you just remember a bun with a round head and a round face?
Seeing that Feng Yuheng didn't like to talk to him very much, Shen Qing wisely kept his mouth shut. It wasn't until the book boy came back with someone following behind him that Shen Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief and called out to the visitor: "Uncle. "
Feng Yuheng glared, and Shen Qing immediately trembled. Then he remembered her warning just now, so he quickly changed his words - "Master Feng."
As soon as Feng Jinyuan heard Shen Qing's repeated change of words, he knew that Feng Yuheng must have made things difficult for him, and couldn't help but said: "Your cousin Shen Qing has been studying and practicing calligraphy with his father since he was a child in his hometown in Fengwu County. When he is older, I have been studying in other provinces, so to speak, I am half a student of my father."
"Then it's fine to call me sir or master." She looked at Feng Jinyuan and said seriously: "Also, my daughter must remind her father that you want me to recognize a concubine's natal family as my cousin.
Where is the Yao family?"
Feng Jinyuan looked at her with a gloomy face. This daughter slapped her in the face every time she said something. He couldn't understand why those people outside were friendly with her, so he was not afraid of being choked.
But what can I do if I feel angry? Feng Yuheng is right, the cousins in the family only recognize the mistress's natal family, the Shen family, as concubines, and people from the Shen family should not get married to them.
"That's all." He waved his hand and turned to Shen Qing: "Just call me teacher."
Shen Qing replied respectfully: "Student understands." In his mind, he also made some analysis of the current situation of the Feng family. He thought that his cousin Chen Yu was also not having a good life now. This legitimate lady was too powerful.
With the title of County Lord, how can a weak person like Chen Yu’s cousin be bullied by her? [End of Chapter]