Chapter 117 Chapter 117

Good, good...that’s great.

Feng He was so angry that he laughed. That old man was really awesome.

To put it bluntly, he is a son-in-law who eats and uses the things of his family's family. Before he married into the family, he had nothing but his face. After his father was born, he was no longer in charge of anything. As a son, he saw his father only a few times.

Every time I see him, he either scolds me or is cold to me. Is he really a good father to other people out there?

Wan Qi silently covered Feng He's figure, fearing that Cheng Yishu would become suspicious after seeing it.

Ding Yu's expression next to him also turned cold. He and Feng He were good friends, and to be honest, he didn't have a good impression of Feng He's father. On the contrary, Feng He's mother was a good person.

Every time he got into trouble at home, he would run to Feng's house. Aunt Feng would gently protect him from his angry father and furious mother, bring him delicious food, and let him play with Feng He.

Whenever there are good things during festivals, Feng He will always have a share.

Such a good Aunt Feng was cheated by such a scumbag?

He also opened his eyes.

The netizens in the live broadcast room were also speechless.

[No, this kind of scumbag really deserves to die. ]

[Marrying into the wife's family, and having a mistress, the child is as old as Feng Xiaohe. This man is no longer worth keeping. Let's castrate him.]

[Castrated? That's a bargain for him. Just shave it off. That mistress is really shameless. ]

[In ancient times... it was normal, right? It's different from modern times. Modern times are monogamous, but in ancient times people were allowed to have concubines...]

[In ancient times, it was allowed to have concubines, but marrying into a man's family was not allowed. Also, concubines and mistresses are different, understand? The status of mistresses is much lower than that of concubines.]

[What are you talking about? Can they be the same? A mistress is kept without telling his wife, which is no different from cheating. Marrying into a wife's family usually does not allow a concubine. If you choose to marry into a wife's family, then why not just be honest? ]

[This reminds me of a few kids in our neighborhood who came over with a loud speaker and a banner saying something like "Taking a Concubine for Your Father"...]

Cheng Yishu also knew it. He had seen it several times before he traveled through time.

[It’s okay for a kid to come to the door with a banner and a loudspeaker, we can only say that he is venting his anger on behalf of his mother. Here, if an adult came to the door, there would definitely be a lot of rumors...]

Cheng Yishu sighed. In modern times, people would scold the mistress, but it was different here. Even if Feng He was a son-in-law, if his mother came to visit, she would still be accused of being jealous and there would definitely be a lot of sour words.

Feng He's eyes lit up. Pulling a banner? That's a good idea...

He sneered. Being a concubine, you want to kill him and let the concubine's son go to his house?

Don't even think about it, kill him? He might as well send him off first.

Princess Hehua said that she could lend him the palace soldiers...

Then just go to the house and he will marry her off on behalf of his father.

You are nothing but a lowly concubine.

As for the twins, a boy and a girl, the product of an affair, what is there to say?

Feng He let out a breath slowly. He was not going to hold it back. He wanted to make a scene and let everyone know about it. Then everyone would have no chance of recovery.

All of you die!

Let his mother deal with his scumbag father. He believes in his mother. His mother will always stand by him. His mother may be sad, but it is better to suffer a short pain than a long one. The damned man should just die.

After sending him to exile, he will find a few lovers for his mother, as long as she can make her happy.

He is such a double standard.

Cheng Yishu looked at it again.

[Tomorrow is the day when Feng He's father will marry the concubine and the pair of children... No wonder his father can be so cruel. Feng He is now in the palace as a companion. No matter who Xia Zhang passes the throne to in the future, he will have a chance to save face. The concubine cried and complained, saying that her son is so outstanding and has such a good reputation, but he can only hide his shortcomings. She said that Feng He could enter the palace, and that Feng He and him are not close. Even if he has connections, he will not care about the affairs of his Wang family. Only her son has the surname Wang...]

Feng He was so angry that he almost laughed. Even if he was dead, it would not be the turn of that man named Wang to enter the palace. He could enter the palace, but he could just be castrated and become a eunuch.

If you want to bring honor to the Wang family, then don't marry into the Wang family's family. Instead, find a way to do it on your own. How can you expect to bring honor to your family while living off your wife? How can such a good thing happen in this world?

The teacher walked in. He had just been listening outside for a long time. He looked at Feng He with red eyes and sighed. Although he had just started teaching them, they were still his students after all. He also had some face outside. When something happened, he could say something to outsiders, which would also lighten Feng He's burden.

Elder Wang shook his head. He didn’t know what era Cheng Yishu had lived in before, but this era was still different.

It is true that the little girl from the Feng family would be criticized if she spoke up, but that was also the man's fault. If Feng He spoke up, it would be hard to say whether he would be accused of being unfilial.

Men naturally empathize with other men. As a son, Feng He should be in the same group with them in their eyes...

In this era, royal authority and patriarchal authority are very important.

After school, Cheng Yishu looked at Feng He, waved at him and said, "Feng He, stay for a moment."

Feng He lowered his eyes and walked obediently in front of Cheng Yishu. His long eyelashes cast a shadow that obscured the expression in his eyes.

Cheng Yishu looked at Feng He and said, "Tomorrow, take some people to Tianshui Lane..."

Feng He was deeply moved. He looked up at Cheng Yishu and pretended to know nothing before asking, "Tianshui Lane?"

Cheng Yishu nodded, patted Feng He's head and said, "No matter what happens, just do it. As your teacher, I will stand behind you."

Feng He nodded blankly and said, "Okay, teacher, I will. Tomorrow I will ask Princess Hehua to borrow her palace soldiers."

Cheng Yishu smiled and let him go back.

Feng He smiled brightly at Cheng Yishu, then turned and left the school.

Cheng Yishu sighed and rubbed his chest. His heart seemed to be getting softer and softer.

But that's a good thing...

He lowered his eyes, chuckled, stood up and stretched, and went to watch a good show tomorrow~

This play should be called giving the fallen dog a beating.

Outside, Ding Yu and Wan Qi were waiting for Feng He. They looked at Feng He and asked, "Did the Master tell you?"

Feng He nodded and said with a smile: "I told you, I will take people to stop Wang Guang tomorrow."

He Hua said with disgust: "Remember to hit him a few more times, all scumbags deserve to die."

Feng He nodded. He looked at He Hua curiously and asked, "Your Highness, your...funerary dancer?"

He Hua raised a smile and said, "Don't worry, I will go with you to visit Madam Feng later. I will discuss this with her."

Feng He gave a relaxed smile. Fortunately, everything was still in time.

Ding Yu and Wan Qi accompanied Feng He back to Feng Mansion. Wang Guang happened to have just returned from outside. After seeing Feng He, the smile on his face disappeared instantly. He looked at Feng He seriously and said, "Look at yourself. Since you have entered the palace as a tutor, you should be more stable. How can you jump around every day? You are not as good as Wang Xingjian who has become quite famous recently!"

The smile on Feng He's face disappeared in a second. He stared at Wang Guang dimly and sneered, "Father is right..."

Wang Guang was startled by Feng He's sinister look. He scolded, "What's that look?"

Feng He curled his lips and said, "Since my father said that Wang Xingjian is quite famous, I must come to him to seek his advice."

Wang Guang felt a little disappointed, and he quickly said, "You want to ask for advice, but you don't know if he has time. He studies hard every day. Although his family is poor, he is a kind person. Don't use your money to tarnish his reputation."

Feng He didn't say anything and walked straight into the Feng Mansion. Wan Qi and Ding Yu acted as if they didn't see Wang Guang.

Looking at the backs of the three people, Wang Guang's eyes showed a hint of viciousness. He knew that these people didn't take him seriously at all.

Thinking of his frustration in the government office, he snorted coldly. If his father-in-law had not been unwilling, how could he be just a small seventh-rank official now!

When she married into the family, she said nice things and would treat him like her own son, but what happened?

Feng He's teeth were grinding. Wang Xingjian, this is the name of that evil creature.

Wan Qi beside him patted his shoulder. Feng He sneered and said, "He is quite famous... I will make him famous tomorrow."

He brought Ding Yu and Wan Qi to Madam Feng's room and knocked on the door. Madam Feng, who was embroidering inside, raised her eyes and looked at the three young men with a gentle smile on her face and said, "You're back."

Ding Yu and Wan Qi greeted politely. Feng He sat down next to Madam Feng and said seriously, "Mom, I have something to tell you. Let everyone go out."

Madam Feng looked puzzled. She waved away the maids in the room and said, "He'er, what's wrong? What's the matter?"

With red eyes, Feng He told Madam Feng everything he had heard from Cheng Yishu. The more Madam Feng listened, the uglier her expression became.

When she heard that Wang Guang wanted to castrate Feng He and send him to a brothel, she swayed and almost fainted.

Feng He quickly supported his mother. Ding Yu said, "Aunt Feng, don't get yourself hurt by being angry. It's not worth it for that kind of person."

Madam Feng took a deep breath, her eyes reddened as she sneered, "What a jerk Wang Guang is, he actually wants to do this to my son!"

She reached out and slapped the table next to her. With a click, the table broke into pieces...