Feng Yuheng openly declared the power of Feng Mansion. At this moment, Feng Jinyuan finally realized the impact of the Qianzhou incident on him. This impact was not only in the court, but also in the courtyard of the family house.
change.
Moreover, Feng Yuheng has made him clearly understand the fact that the reason why the Feng family is safe and sound depends on Feng Yuheng. In other words, the life and death of the family's young and old are actually controlled by this.
In the hands of my daughter.
The more Feng Jinyuan thought about it, the more frightened he became. The old lady made the decision to raise the Cheng sisters as mothers and peace wives. He originally thought it was just a matter of weighing the pros and cons, but now it seems that the old lady probably did not expect that the Cheng Di sisters and Feng Yuheng
They are all in the same group. This family has been firmly controlled by Feng Yuheng, and even he, the so-called master, no longer has any say.
He slumped down and sat down, waving his hand at the still stunned servant, "Just listen to the Second Young Lady."
The servant nodded and left, and Feng Yuheng also walked out. The last words he left were: "From now on, this county master has the final say in this Feng Mansion."
Feng Jinyuan didn't come back to his senses for a long time. It wasn't until his secret guard appeared to help him up that he realized that he had slipped from the chair to the ground without knowing it.
The secret guard comforted him while helping him: "Master, don't think too much for the time being. At least the Feng family has the second lady to protect them, so there is no way they will be involved in this Qianzhou Incident. On the surface, this seems like we have taken a step back."
, but it is actually the best protection for the Feng family!"
Yeah?
Feng Jinyuan had almost no judgment at all, but the Geng Tie in his arms reminded him that he might really have to think carefully about the third prince's matter.
"Go and find out what's going on in Prince Xiang's Mansion." He told the secret guards in a low voice, "Let's see if Song Kang, the ghost doctor, has the ability to cure people."
Feng Jinyuan went to check on Xuan Tianye, but on the other side, Feng Yuheng had already left the house and returned to his yard in a short time.
When Huang Quan saw them coming back, he quickly gathered around them to ask what happened. Wangchuan said, "This time I have completely broken up with Feng Xiang."
Huang Quan blinked, "How could it not be torn? Didn't the lady say enough words when she whipped that girl last time? Eight generations of ancestors almost cursed her. The key is that Feng Xiang doesn't have a long memory. After scolding him once, he still did it. This
People of this race are also cheap."
Feng Jinyuan completely agreed with Huang Quan's words, "Yes, it's just cheap. I can't stand it without tearing up my face!"
She could say she was relaxed, but Wangchuan was thinking about another thing: "Miss, are you really going to Prince Xiang's Mansion tomorrow?"
Huang Quan's eyes widened, "What are you going to do there? And beat the third prince?"
Wangchuan shook his head, "I guess that man couldn't bear the beating, and he would be beaten to death if he was beaten again. The young lady wants to go and meet the ghost doctor Song Kang..."
Wangchuan told Huang Quan what happened in Feng Mansion, and Huang Quan was reminded of a rumor: "It is said that when the ghost doctor Songkang heals one person, another group of people will die."
"Well?" Feng Yuheng was confused, "What do you mean?"
Huang Quan said: "He only treats the rich and powerful. Songkang does not treat the poor who have no money and power. But it is said that if he cures a rich man, a number of slaves will die in the rich man's family. The common people spread the rumor
, some people even say that Song Kang is using the lives of others to prolong the lives of patients. The reason why he is called a ghost doctor is actually that, and it is not because he always wears a black robe."
Wangchuan thought for a while and said: "When Huang Quan said this, I also remembered that there seems to be such a saying. However, in the past, I only regarded it as a story made up by people and did not take it seriously. There is no such thing as extending my life.
, is he really a ghost?"
This was a rumor that was treated as a story, but Feng Yuheng took it seriously. After thinking about Huang Quan's words for a while, she actually nodded and said: "So that's what happened."
"Huh?" The two girls were confused, and Huang Quan said worriedly: "Miss, you must not believe in ghosts and gods!"
Feng Yuheng smiled bitterly, "There are no such things as ghosts and gods in the world. The ghost doctor Songkang can change people's bones, limbs, and even move the five internal organs. Do you think it can happen that there are so many people who have just died?
Are you going to give it to him?"
Wangchuan immediately understood the reason, and then took a breath of air, "Miss, what you mean is... he used living people..."
"That's right." A layer of coldness appeared on Feng Yu Heng's face. The ghost doctor Song Kang, his medical practice is too much like a surgeon in the 21st century. In this ancient time where there are no freezing conditions, if you want to perform organ transplantation, unless
There is a person in front of you who has just died and is willing to donate, otherwise you can only extract it. This is an era without human rights. The existence of the slavery system means that although some people are alive, their lives are not in their own hands.
In the hands of slaves, they have to work if they want them to work. If they want them to die, they have no ability to resist. Songkang only treats the powerful, because the powerful have the ability to provide * for him to do.
His reputation as a ghost doctor.
The more Feng Yuheng thought about it, the more chilled she became. If that person really traveled from another time and space like her, she would have to find a way to eradicate that scourge without leaving any room.
Wangchuan and Huangquan were still eagerly waiting for her to continue, but Feng Yuheng had no intention of talking anymore and just said to them: "Wangchuan will go to Prince Yu's Mansion later and ask His Highness to give him the
A wheelchair was brought to me with its mechanism removed. His legs are healed, but some people can no longer get off the bed. This wheelchair is passed from person to person, and we will send it to the third child tomorrow."
Huang Quan burst into laughter and said straightly: "If you give the third prince a wheelchair, you won't be angry to death!"
Wangchuan answered: "He deserves to be angry to death. If he was beaten to death in the first place, I'm afraid it would be difficult for the emperor to step down. But now that he is angry to death, no one can blame him."
Feng Yuheng also nodded and said: "That's right, if he doesn't even have this kind of mental endurance, how can he expect to be the emperor."
"Then slave girl, go now." Wangchuan didn't wait any longer, turned around and left the room.
A maid brought lunch in. Huang Quan took it and beat them. While setting the dishes and chopsticks, he said to Feng Yuheng who was washing her hands: "Madam heard that she could not go to Xiaozhou immediately. She was not unhappy. On the contrary, she was
Some blame herself, and kept saying that the lady reminded her many times on the way, but she insisted on saving Feng Kun. If something really happened to the emperor, I am afraid she would have to die to escape the guilt."
Feng Yuheng washed her hands and invited Huang Quan to eat together. After two bites of chicken went into her mouth, she said: "It doesn't matter if she gets some lessons, she must know that kindness is not something that can be done at any time. There are too many potentials around us."
, an unexpected crisis, if you are not careful, can be a disaster."
About an hour later, Wangchuan brought Xuan Tianming and Bai Ze to the County Lord's Mansion. Feng Yuheng frowned when she saw Xuan Tianming still sitting in the wheelchair being pushed by Bai Ze: "
Why are you so lazy?"
Xuan Tianming answered matter-of-factly: "My wife suddenly said she wanted to give away something that has been with me for so long. I am really reluctant to part with it."
Feng Yuheng had the urge to kick him off the wheelchair, but after thinking about it, forget it, there were so many servants here, at least let him save some face. But then he remembered something, so he stepped forward and said with a smile
Asked Xuan Tianming: "I will go to Prince Xiang's Mansion tomorrow to deliver gifts. Do you want to come with me?"
Someone nodded shamelessly: "Since my beloved concubine invited me, I will reluctantly accompany you."
Xuan Tian Ming was obedient and stood up obediently, then put his gown back and asked, "Isn't this king very handsome?"
She was speechless.
"Let's go." Someone shook his wolf claws forward, "Go into the house, let's talk." While dragging the little girl towards the house, he waved his hands and said to the three people behind him: "You guys wait outside.
If you don’t have something important, don’t interrupt. Well, if you have something important, don’t interrupt.”
After saying that, the two of them had already crossed the threshold, and saw Xuan Tianming waving his sleeves without even touching the edge of the door frame, and the two doors were obediently closed.
Feng Yuheng was astounded by what he saw. The application of ancient martial arts' internal energy was indeed superb, which could never be compared with modern hard qigong. In fact, the two should be considered the same thing at a certain level, both relying on the special operation of one's own qi.
And to achieve a certain degree of physical change. She always thought that the hard qigong of later generations should be a continuity of ancient martial arts after thousands of years of development and changes. However, in this thousand years of evolution, some changes must have occurred.
Certain things happened, which led to a partial loss of this inheritance. This made the application of hard qigong in later generations not as extensive and free as ancient martial arts internal skills, let alone so ever-changing.
She was thinking wildly in her mind, and when she came to her senses, Xuan Tianming had already pulled her to the bedside and sat down.
Feng Yuheng jumped up and jumped far away. She stared at Xuan Tianming and asked warily: "What are you going to do in broad daylight?"
As a result, people asked her: "Is it possible that if it wasn't broad daylight, what could I have done?"
She shook her head, "I can't do it day or night. I'm still young and haven't grown up yet."
"The sunflower water is here."
"Coming to Kwai Shui does not mean that the body is mature."
"Then I will wait for you to get hairpins."
"Logically speaking, I have to wait until I turn eighteen before I truly grow up."
"Get out of here!" Someone quit and said, "Feng Yuheng, please try again."
"I...I won't say it." She wished she could slap herself in the face, why would she willingly lose to this bastard? Feng Yuheng, Feng Yuheng, she despises herself.
"Come here!" Xuan Tianming waved to her, "I'll show you something."
She stepped forward in confusion, and saw the man began to reach out to unbutton the collar, but she stopped again, "Is your sperm in your head?"
"What the hell?" Xuan Tianming didn't understand, "What kind of insect?"
"Let's just say you are lustful!" She yelled and pointed at his hand, "You try to take another pill? I will whip you to death with a whip!"
He didn't believe in that evil, so he actually took another one, and said at the same time: "Who are you trying to scare? I didn't teach you all your skills, and you can't tell who will smoke who!"
When she thought about it, that's right. She was competing with Xuan Tianming with a whip. Wasn't she just getting a big ax in front of Lu Ban's house? So she changed her words: "If you try again, I'll stab you all over with a scalpel."