Before Second Sister You could take action, Ruixiang's voice sounded outside the door: "Uncle, uncle!"
Mrs. You hurried out and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Auntie, there's something urgent at home. I need to send you back home." Ruixiang still respects You Lao Niang, "Baoxiang came here specifically to shout that there's something urgent."
After Feng Ziying was given a glass of honey water, she woke up a little. When she saw Baoxiang in front of her, she shook her head and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Miss Zijuan is here, saying that the situation from Yangzhou is not very good..." Baoxiang did not say clearly, but Feng Ziying immediately woke up, fearing that something had happened to Lin Ruhai.
After being frightened, Feng Ziying broke out in sweat and stood up, "Second sister, third sister, that's it for today. There's something going on at home, I have to go back right away..."
Second Sister You and Third Sister You also heard what Baoxiang said about "Zijuan" and "Letter from Yangzhou". Although they didn't know what it was about, seeing Baoxiang talk about it specifically, they knew it was definitely not a trivial matter.
, naturally did not dare to stop him, so he could only send Feng Ziying out the door.
Fortunately, Baoxiang was also smart and knew that Feng Ziying was drinking here, so he directly called for a taxi to prevent Feng Ziying from getting cold after drinking.
When Feng Ziying rushed home, it was already almost midnight.
"So the government is going to send Sister Lin back to Yangzhou? Then who will send Sister Lin back and when?" Feng Ziying let Yu Chuaner next to her wipe her face with a hot towel while taking Xiangling and handing it over.
of honey water and took a sip.
"The masters haven't decided yet. We still need to report to our ancestors. Our ancestors have been feeling unwell for the past two days. We will probably have to wait until tomorrow to report to our ancestors, but we will probably have to go out in two or three days."
When Zijuan saw that Feng Ziying had finally come back, she felt reassured. She didn't know why, but just seeing Feng Ziying's calm and calm face made her feel much more at ease.
"Well, then who will escort Sister Lin back to Yangzhou? These thousands of miles away, Sister Lin's body is fragile. It's early winter again, so I'm afraid she will have to make some preparations."
Feng Ziying was also thinking about it. Of course he couldn't escort Lin Daiyu back to Yangzhou openly, but it was quite appropriate to go with him along the way. The time difference was only a day or two, and it was completely fine as long as he made some adjustments.
"I guess it may be Second Master Lian. The letter was a bit serious. The two masters were also a little busy and worried..." Zijuan didn't say any more.
Feng Ziying nodded.
Since Lin Ruhai wanted to let Lin Daiyu go back, she must have been seriously ill and wanted to see her for the last time.
Jia She and Jia Zheng can naturally see this meaning, and the Lin family itself is very small. Even if there are some relatives, they are all distant relatives. And Lin Ruhai, who has been patrolling the salt censor for so many years, should have some wealth anyway. As Lin Ruhai
Once the deceased's natal guardian must consider all aspects of these matters.
Apart from Jia Lian, there is really no one in the Jia family who can do anything. Jia Baoyu is useless, and Jia Huan is still studying at a young age, but Jia Rong is from the Ning Mansion, so far away.
Not to mention, his reputation has never been good. After all, only Jia Lian, his direct cousin, is reliable.
"If it's Brother Lian, he's reliable." Feng Ziying nodded slightly, "In this case, you go back and send a message to Sister Lin, asking her not to be anxious, to have a good rest, and not to get hurt because of this matter. Maybe she will be cured in two days.
Going on the road, my body's bones are already delicate. If I have to be tired all the way, I will be more likely to get sick. I will also try to synchronize myself and see if we can go south together."
Hearing what Feng Ziying said, Zijuan finally felt relieved. Uncle Feng was still a responsible person. Since he had agreed, he would naturally fulfill his promise.
After seeing Zijuan away, Feng Ziying went to bed to rest, but she couldn't fall asleep again.
In fact, Feng Ziying had some awareness a long time ago. She always thought that she could travel through history and control the future. But in fact, the deeper she fell into this era, the more powerless she felt.
The inherent thinking of this era determines that many things cannot be done as you want. Feng Ziying even felt that even if she traveled through time to Emperor Yonglong or Ye Xianggao, she would still feel the same when facing the complicated situation of the Zhou Dynasty.
Powerless.
The constraints of the Supreme Emperor, the restraints of other pavilion elders, the will of the scholar group represented, and the constraints from real conditions all make it impossible for you, Ye Xianggao or Emperor Yonglong, to follow the set track.
Feng Ziying felt that she had done a good enough job. At least the strategy of opening the sea and borrowing money was reflected in the layout of the Ningxia campaign, the momentum building of many articles in "Internal Reference", and the support of Qi, Qiao, Chai and even Emperor Yonglong.
The subtle influence on his body promoted the launch of this strategy.
However, manpower was limited, Xue Jun died of illness, Jia Yuanchun chose Fengzao Palace, and now Lin Ruhai is seriously ill, all of which are evolving according to the historical trend in "A Dream of Red Mansions", all of which made Feng Ziying feel her own powerlessness.
Feng Ziying couldn't help but sigh softly, and turned over.
Xiangling was on duty outside the house at night. Hearing the noise inside, she put on her clothes, got out of bed, and came in quietly.
Feng Ziying also heard the rustling sound, turned around and saw that Xiangling came in to see her. It wasn't time to burn the earth dragon yet, but there was already some coolness in the night, so she quickly waved to her.
"Is there something on your mind?" Xiang Ling was no longer as naive and timid as she had been when she came to the house. After a slight hesitation, she took the initiative to sit on the bedside and then leaned into Feng Ziying's arms.
During the year she came to Feng Mansion, she could feel the pity and care of the man next to her, which made her emotionally attached to this man more and more.
The bumpy childhood and the confusion in the Xue family made her yearn for a stable and peaceful life, and now it seems that all this has become a reality. Even if she faces the "threat" of a new bride, this man's promise never seems to fade.
So it made her feel particularly at ease.
"Yes." Feng Ziying smelled the faint aroma of Xiangling's hair, and held the other's slender, slightly cold hand with one hand, "Lean in closer, don't catch a cold."
"Is it because of Miss Lin's father's affairs?" Xiangling actually has a good relationship with Zijuan. Although she agrees with her daughter marrying into the Feng family, she also knows that Zijuan is rightly worried about Miss Lin.
It really feels like everyone is their own master.
"Well, Girl Lin also has a bad fate. I am worried that her father will not be able to afford it..."
"What should I do about Miss Lin?" Xiangling was also startled and turned around subconsciously to ask.
Not to mention being ignorant of worldly affairs, Xiang Ling also knew how much impact the death of both parents would have on a girl's marriage, and she was afraid that the Feng family might not be willing to enter into this marriage.
Although this is good news for his girl, Xiang Ling has a pure and kind-hearted nature and is not willing to see such a result in exchange for her girl to win and marry into the Feng family.
"What should I do?" Feng Ziying pretended to be confused.
Xiangling twisted her body, half of her clothes slipped off her shoulders, and pouted, "I'm pretending to be confused again. I'm asking Miss Lin what to do about her marriage? Will it be affected?"
"What do you think? Do you think I will care about this?" Feng Ziying asked.
"My servant doesn't know, maybe I don't care, but what about the master and his wife?" Xiang Ling hesitated, "Also, Miss Lin's body is too weak. If I want to marry Miss Lin, I'm afraid my wife may not be willing.
My wife has been talking about the small number of people in the Feng family, and she must be hoping that the young mistress can have children..."
Feng Ziying laughed, Xiang Ling was shy and anxious, "Please don't misunderstand that this servant is speaking for Miss Bao. Even Sister Jin Chuan'er is saying that Miss Lin is so weak. I'm afraid it will be difficult for my wife to agree to Miss Lin's marriage..."
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"Well, I know, and I didn't say anything." Feng Ziying smiled. He knew Xiang Ling's temperament, so he wouldn't think about it at this time.
Of course he knew that this was a difficult problem, so he never dared to point it out to my mother, especially now that Lin Daiyu was still young and weak. When my mother inquired about it, and the Lin family had a good family background, I was afraid that this matter would become dirty immediately.
.
Originally, I only hoped to delay it for two years, waiting for Lin Daiyu to become stronger and stronger, so that my mother would not object too fiercely to this matter. Unexpectedly, Lin Ruhai was seriously ill now.
"Then what are you going to do? If my father goes away again, Miss Lin will really be all alone in Jia's house. If I can't marry Miss Lin anymore, given Miss Lin's temperament, I'm afraid..." Xiang Ling
Leaning in Feng Ziying's arms, she raised her head and looked at this angular face, full of hope.
Although Lin Daiyu had a somewhat aloof temper in the Jia family, she was not disliked by anyone. Moreover, Xiangling also knew that Lin Daiyu could write poems and lyrics, and she always hoped to learn from her.
Looking at Xiang Ling's pure and kind face, the rouge red mole between her eyebrows was even more charming, and Feng Ziying felt a pity in her heart.
This girl is really kind-hearted. She had always hoped that she would marry Baochai. At this time, she could think of this for Lin Daiyu. Thinking that Xiangling's tragic ending in "A Dream of Red Mansions" was finally changed by her own hands, Feng Ziying felt in her heart
It also relieved me a lot.
"Don't worry, I have my own way, but I didn't expect you to be so considerate of Girl Lin."
Xiangling also felt that the man behind her seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, and she felt a little panicked, but she couldn't break free and said in a trembling voice: "Master, slave..."
Seeing the frightened and shy look, Feng Ziying's breathing became rapid, she suddenly hugged her body, and her voice became muffled.
"You are already sixteen, what did your wife tell you?"
"Ah?!" Xiangling was so shocked that she shrank up in shame, "Does everyone know?"
"What do you think?" Feng Ziying chuckled and pulled the brocade quilt smoothly. Xiangling's exclamation suddenly stopped...
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The dew is thick and the flowers are thin, and the sweat is light and the clothes are transparent.
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Pushing the man gently, he gradually heard a trembling sound and blushed slightly in shock.
