Volume B, Section 143: Changes brought about by the middle lift
Feng Ziying really doesn’t want to spoil anyone.
It’s not like you are your own woman or girl, so you can still be indulgent if you make unreasonable demands. Whether it’s Qiao Qingwen or Bao Qingwen, such a virtue has been sacrificed for Baoyu, so why should you tolerate it?
He went straight to his mother's room and saw that all the family members were there. Except for his mother, the three aunts were all sitting neatly at the bottom. When he saw Feng Ziying come in, Duan's eyes immediately turned red again and she stood up.
, so he came to win over Feng Ziying.
"Mom, don't be like this. This is just Qiu Wei, just a person." Seeing her mother and several aunts all starting to wipe their tears, the atmosphere suddenly condensed. Feng Ziying could only sigh with emotion, and then quickly changed the subject and asked
It's unbearable to be like this all the time. What was supposed to be a happy event has turned into a miserable gathering of remembering sorrow and thinking about sweetness.
"Brother Keng, you're talking lightly, it's just a person who has been elected? Do you know that among the four princes, eight princes, twelve princes, and a lot of inferior military honors in the capital city, how many people have been elected in the past few decades?
Jinshi?"
Xiao Duan accompanied her sister and wiped her tears for a while, gathered her feelings and started to criticize Feng Ziying.
"This is the first time that our Feng family has experienced anything. Not to mention that we are familiar with the families around us, such as Jinxiang Hou, Shoushan Bo, and Jingtian Hou. How have any of these families ever produced a scholar? The world has changed.
Now everyone in the Zhou Dynasty knows that civil servants are the most popular. The master said that we martial artists just earn a living. If we want to be successful, we have to go to school..."
Feng Ziying had no choice but to stop biting her tongue. What she said seemed to be a taunt to herself, but in fact it was just to show off.
Well, who are you showing off to? It's just the two aunts Su Xie and the large circle of maids around them. The aunts can do this, but to Feng Ziying, it seems unnecessary.
After much talking, all kinds of emotions were vented, and Duan planned to reward him based on his merits.
Even Ruixiang got fifty taels of silver, so his son had to give him some comfort and encouragement, right?
"Tell me, brother Keng, which one do you want? If the girls around your aunts and I like to fall in love with someone, just ask and let her come to your room to wait on you, but we must agree first that you are not allowed to think about those people now.
Mom will keep the matter for you until you reach the age of sixteen, then it will be up to you."
As soon as her mother opened her mouth, she came so violently, which made Feng Ziying's face hot and her hair black. When did she become someone she was attracted to?
Have you ever expressed this intention?
It’s as if you just think about those little things all day long. Who do you think you are?
"Brother Keng, you are getting older now, and you can no longer just have Yunshang and Ruixiang by your side. Look at Baoyu from Rong Mansion, how many people are around him in his house? We don't talk about comparing ourselves with others, but
At least you have to behave yourself, and you are now a candidate, and you don’t want Ruixiang Baoxiang to wait on you, so it’s not enough for Yun Shang to wait on you all night alone..."
Xiao Duan expressed her intention on behalf of her sister. Now her status is different. Her son has been elected and will be fifteen years old soon. At least he has to set up some rules. It is not appropriate to wait until his son is an adult.
Feng Ziying roughly understood.
Looking at the posture and style of Jia's family, it must still make my mother a little envious and jealous. Now that my father has been released and he has passed the imperial examination, the families he will deal with in the future will probably become more and more high-ranking, so he has to do it.
Make the layout first, don't let people laugh at you.
Indeed, look at how many maids and servants there are in Baoyu, four or five times as many as myself. But such comparisons are meaningless in my opinion, but it is different for my mother, or in other words, it is different for the Feng family.
The difference between these families is reflected in every word, deed, and every move. When a wife goes out, how many people are waiting on her, when a young master reads a book, how many servants follow him, how many people are there on a daily basis.
When it comes to food, clothing, housing and transportation, one must pay attention to professional division of labor. The more precise the division of labor and the more strict the rules, the more unusual the family background is.
I guess now I feel that the family will have an upward trend in the future, especially since I am counting on myself to add glory to the family, so I must first raise the rules and regulations to prevent other families from looking down on the Feng family.
For Feng Ziying, this kind of behavior is of no value, but my mother, father, and other people in the house would not think so, and even outsiders would not think so.
This year has always been an era of following the trend. People rely on clothes rather than gold, and they have to be stylish in everything. Feng Ziying also opposed the layoff of employees in the family two years ago. This is the reason, and she wants to avoid being seen by others.
Lost ground and fallen.
In fact, it is no longer necessary now. Dad is out there and won the election himself. In other words, there is no need for those showy things.
But for family members, since their status is different, they have to be more particular. Otherwise, how can they be on par with the wealthy families who interact with each other on a daily basis?
If Feng Jiaruo still looks shabby, how can he cope with the situation where the man in charge is the chief military officer and the son is the judge?
Wouldn’t anyone who is a big wife in this house be laughed at?
After figuring this out, Feng Ziying stopped trying to persuade her. It was useless. My mother was absolutely unwilling to make any compromise on this issue related to the status of the Feng family's eldest son, so she had to leave it to her.
"Mom, aunt, my son has his own thoughts on this matter. Yunshang alone is enough for now. Anyway, I will go back to the academy to study soon. We can wait until next spring to discuss everything, okay?"
Feng Ziying was too lazy to argue with her mother, so she tried to slow down the fight, but it was also true.
Spring only lasts for four months, and there is a spring break in between. But for students, this spring break is gone and they all have to spend it in college.
"Forget it, Brother Keng, I know you have always had ideas, and you may not listen to what I say, but things like this still require rules. Our Feng family is different now, and many things have to be done slowly.
"Don't let people look down upon you. Otherwise, if we want to marry you in the future, people will think that our family lacks etiquette and rules."
I'm afraid this is what I said from the bottom of my heart.
Now we have to consider marriage for our son. If we want to find a good family, then we have to choose the Feng family.
The Feng family now has to build up the air of being a famous family, so that no one will think that they are a nouveau riche from the countryside.
These habits cannot be developed overnight, so you need to start cultivating them as early as possible.
Feng Ziying lingered in her mother's room for half an hour before returning to her garden. She never thought that Qingwen was actually kneeling on the ground, motionless.
Looking at the other party's stubborn mouth and insistent expression, Feng Ziying could only shake her head.
This kind of thing is indeed not something he can get involved in. He cannot easily change his decision just because a girl kneels in front of him for a while, but he does not have to let the girl kneel here all the time.
"Yun Shang, go help that girl Qingwen up and ask her to come over." Returning to her study, Feng Ziying looked at the anxious Yun Shang and laughed dumbly: "Why, it's not your fault. You did this.
What are you doing looking like that?"
"No, I just feel that Qingwen is quite pitiful. She is actually not very popular in Master Bao's room. Others also think that she is a later comer, and she is a bit prettier, so..."
Yun Shang's words immediately made Feng Ziying understand. This girl felt that she had some sympathy with Qingwen. No wonder these two people could get together, but it was a bit incomprehensible to say that they were not very likable.
"It doesn't matter if other people don't like her, as long as Baoyu likes her." Feng Ziying said nonchalantly.
"Who said that Second Master Bao likes her? She has only been in Second Master Bao's house for half a year, and she can't even enter the back room. She is a maid in name, but in the end, she does all the work of a little girl, and she doesn't even know how to do it.
She doesn’t want to be in Mr. Bao’s room, but the old lady in the mansion assigned her, so there’s nothing she can do.”
Feng Ziying was slightly surprised by Yun Shang's words. Didn't the book "Dream of Red Mansions" say that Baoyu liked her the most?
Of course, the term "favorite" is a bit exaggerated, and there is a certain degree of fondness. What Baoyu likes most is himself. It is of course impossible to resist Mrs. Wang or the entire Rong Mansion for Qingwen.
To be precise, this Baoyu is really a bit like an exquisite egoist, able to accurately and meticulously judge the pros and cons of something, so that he can weigh the pros and cons with ease and make the best choice.
Well, it's the same for Qingwen, and it seems to be the same for Lin Yatou.
Of course, it can also be explained by not having the bloody courage and not daring to break with the feudal family. This is a matter of opinion.
"You said Baoyu doesn't like her?" Feng Ziying still couldn't believe it.
"I can't say whether I like it or not. How long has she been there? How long have Xiren, Sheyue and others been staying in Master Bao's house? Can it be the same?" Yun Shang hesitated for a moment, then bit her lip and said, "Besides, listen.
Said that their wives didn’t like her like this,..."
This touched Yun Shang's pain point again. Why wouldn't any wife like this?
But it’s not like you want to look like this. You can’t pretend to be ugly even if you’re handsome, right?
Seeing the sad expression on Yun Shang's face, Feng Ziying sighed secretly in her heart. She couldn't blame her mother for this. Anyone who might be a mother must have this thought. It can only be said that each of them has different starting points from different angles.
Fortunately, in the Feng Mansion, I don't have the right to speak like Jia Baoyu did in the Jia Mansion. "Young Master, just pity Qingwen. I don't dare to plead with you to go to Jia's house. That's not appropriate either.
But I can definitely think of a way to help Qingwen overcome this difficulty, right?" Yun Shang took Feng Ziying's arm and shook it gently, with a pleading look on her face.
Feng Ziying looked at this pretty face that was no less beautiful than Qingwen's, and suddenly felt that although the two girls looked different, the stubbornness in their eyebrows was somewhat similar. Well, people unconsciously saw this pretty face.
