The people of Fengdu City knew that Shunzhi Prefecture had arrested Young Master Sun of the Sun Guogong Mansion. Even the words Young Master Sun and his wife said to the prefect of Shunzhi Prefecture in the court were spread by the people in Fengdu City. Many people in Fengdu City did not believe it at first, but one person said it, two people said it, and many people said they saw it with their own eyes. How could it be false?

The restaurants and teahouses in Fengdu City were full of people in the past two days, and everyone was whispering about the matter of the Sun Guogong Mansion. The happiest people were the shopkeepers of restaurants and teahouses. Business in their shops had never been so good. They even wished that Young Master Sun could be locked up in Shunzhi Prefecture longer so that the business in their shops could continue to be so good.

"No wonder we didn't see Young Master Sun with his servants on the streets today. It turns out that he was locked up in jail."

"Oh, isn't Shunzhi Prefecture afraid of Duke Sun's Mansion? How dare they arrest Young Master Sun?"

"Is there anyone in Fengdu City who dares to go against Duke Sun's Mansion? They don't want to live!"

"Didn't you hear that the wife of Duke Sun brought people to the court, saying that she wanted to dismiss the prefect of Shunzhi Prefecture..."

"I have lived for most of my life, and I didn't know that the wife of Duke Sun has the power to dismiss the prefect of Shunzhi Prefecture? This is unheard of and unseen."

When the unmarried brothers in the city heard that Young Master Sun was locked up in jail, they all made an appointment with three or two friends to go for a stroll on the street. Normally, the guys in Fengdu City have to be very careful when going out on the street. They are most afraid of running into Young Master Sun when they go out. If Young Master Sun takes a fancy to you, he will come to your door in a sedan chair, threatening you with death, unless you want your whole family to die with you. The

Sunguogong Mansion is a noble mansion. Isn't it a good thing to be able to enter the door of the Sunguogong Mansion? It's a pity that Young Master Sun is uneducated, fat, and needs someone to help him walk. He is ugly. I heard that Young Master Sun's wife is a female demon. I don't know how many maids she has married back to the mansion. How can you have a good life if you enter Young Master Sun's yard?

In Fengdu City, there were many young men who were taken in by Young Master Sun and forced to marry. When they met a family that coveted the money of the Duke Sun’s Mansion, they heard that Young Master Sun had taken a fancy to their young men and sent them to the mansion to pick them up, regardless of their crying. Of course, there were also families that were unwilling to send their young men to the fire pit, and some of them had very hot tempers, so there were incidents of people being killed.

However, the officials of the Duke Sun’s Mansion were powerful, and it was not possible for an ordinary citizen to sue them. In the end, the government did not care, and there was no place to file a complaint, so the lives lost were finally left unresolved. Young Master Sun was still Young Master Sun, living a life of debauchery all day long, and those who died died in vain.

Now someone has brought Young Master Sun to court, and Shunzhi Prefecture has taken the case and put Young Master Sun in jail.

"...In my opinion, Shunzhi Prefecture will politely send Young Master Sun back to the Sun Guogong Mansion soon. Who is the Sun Guogong Mansion? It is in our Fengdu City..." The Sun Guogong Mansion has been domineering in Fengdu City for a long time. Whoever goes against the Sun Guogong Mansion will suffer in the end.

Once these words spread to the back, it became the Sun Guogong Mansion that had the final say in Fengdu City. Even Shunzhi Prefecture did not dare to punish Young Master Sun. It was like half the emperor in Fengdu City.

The man standing on the building had his hands behind his back. He looked noble and elegant in a dark purple long gown with wide sleeves. The jade plaque hanging around his waist and the hem of his gown fluttered in the wind. He looked out at the busy street. There was an endless stream of pedestrians on the street. There were all kinds of small stalls selling goods on the street. The big porters carrying gallbladders shouted and hawked their wares. This Fengdu city was thriving. The Feng Dynasty had been harmonious for a hundred years.

Feng Songxi stood on this building and looked down. He saw this prosperous and bustling Fengdu city. Looking far away, he could see half of Fengdu city. But he knew that outside Fengdu, there were still many people in the world who were hungry and cold, living a hard life, and had to sell their children to survive droughts and disasters. Even in Fengdu, every winter, there were many beggars and people who died of hunger, disease, and freezing.

He was different from the one in the palace, who sat on the high hall and pointed out the country, but he didn't even know what his country looked like.

In Fengdu, the major families were in a state of disarray, and the court was divided into several factions, each of which was in its own camp. His brother's princes had grown up, and each wanted to sit on that chair. Now even a small Sun Guogong Mansion can be so arrogant that it has forgotten who is the ruler of the world.

Hearing the footsteps coming from behind, the Eighth Prince stood there without turning around. Anyone who could pass his guards and approach him must be someone he knows.

Feng Lingxiao deliberately made his steps heavier, just to let the people standing there know of his arrival. He stopped a few steps away from his Eighth Uncle, bowed his hands, and saluted respectfully, "Lingxiao meets the Eighth Uncle."

"Stand up, there's no need to be polite outside." The Eighth Prince turned around, without any displeasure of being disturbed, and said casually with his usual faint smile on his face.

"Yes." Feng Lingxiao stood up straight, raised his eyes, and met the gaze of the person who was looking at him. The smile on the corner of the mouth of the person looking at him was the same as in his memory. The Eighth Prince, who had changed into a casual dress, made people feel a little closer.

Feng Lingxiao had some respect for this Eighth Uncle from the bottom of his heart. Later, he learned about what happened that year. His Eighth Uncle secretly helped him. For this, he was grateful to this Eighth Uncle in his heart. He left Fengdu for so many years before returning, and he never had the opportunity to thank his Eighth Uncle in person.

The Eighth Imperial Uncle and his father were brothers from the same mother. When he was young, he met the other uncles once, but he had no impression of them. The only one he remembered was the Eighth Imperial Uncle who stayed in Fengdu City. As for the other princes, without the emperor's summons, even their descendants were not allowed to step into Fengdu City, so they would never have a chance to be the emperor in this life.

Among all the brothers, his father trusted his Eighth Imperial Uncle the most, so his Eighth Imperial Uncle's words had some weight in his father's eyes, and his Eighth Imperial Uncle must have had considerable influence in the court for so many years. If anyone could get the support of his Eighth Imperial Uncle, the possibility of becoming the crown prince would at least increase by three points.

If you ask Feng Lingxiao if he wants to get the support of his eighth uncle, he definitely does, but even if he wants to, Feng Lingxiao will not rashly do anything that would disgust his eighth uncle. He knows that his brothers are trying their best to get close to him and get his support.

Feng Lingxiao knows what his eighth uncle hates the most, so he will definitely not do that. So this is the first time that the uncle and nephew have met in private since he came back to Fengdu for so long, except for the meeting in the court.

"You have grown up so much now, even taller than the emperor's uncle. The emperor's uncle heard that you won a battle on the battlefield. You are worthy of being the boy of our Feng family." Feng Chongxi looked at the emperor's nephew standing in front of him, the son of Shuguijun Li Qingtang.

He still vaguely remembered Li Qingtang's appearance. He was a gentle man. He was still young that year. Perhaps because they had similar personalities, he and Li Qingtang sat down to drink tea twice and chatted for a while. He also remembered that when Li Qingtang left that year, the child was still young and not even as tall as his shoulders. Now he has grown taller.

After taking a look at him, the Eighth Prince nodded with satisfaction and asked, "How is your grandfather, General Li, in good health these years?" The General Li he was asking about was Li Qingtang's father, the man Feng Lingxiao called grandpa.

Feng Chongxi knew in his heart that it was their family that had let down the old Li family. There was no result on Li Qingtang's death, and the son left by Li Qingtang was sent to General Li with his best efforts. He had been gone for so many years, so long that he had forgotten the boy with the stubborn eyes. The

old Li family was a family of military generals who had protected the people of Feng Dynasty for generations. They all died in the battlefield. A brother, Li Qingtang, was sent to the harem and became a noble. It was a pity that he died in the deep palace at a young age, leaving behind a young child, who was now the Wing King Feng Lingxiao standing in front of her, with half of their old Li family's blood and half of their Feng family's blood flowing in his body.

"My Eighth Uncle, Grandpa has always been in good health." Feng Lingxiao replied in a serious tone.

In fact, how could it be possible? An old general has been guarding the border all his life and fighting on the battlefield for many years. He has countless hidden injuries on his body. When he is old, his body aches all over when it is cloudy or cold. Feng Lingxiao knows his grandfather's health better than anyone else.

Suddenly, an imperial decree summoned him back to Fengdu. He didn't want to come back at first. His grandfather said at that time, "That's where your roots are. You have to go back eventually. Child, you go. Grandpa is here, and there are other generals. You go back. As long as your grandfather is still here, this border will not allow foreign enemies to invade."

Then he took a team of confidants and returned to Fengdu City.

"Well, that's good. I should go visit General Li if I have the chance." Feng Chongxi knew that the child was lying, but he didn't expose it. Pointing to the place where the table and chairs were placed in the room, he invited, "It's rare for us uncle and nephew to meet outside. Let's sit down and have a cup of tea and talk about your experiences in the northwest these years."

"When I was young, your uncle also wanted to go to the grasslands and deserts to see the scenery of the grasslands and deserts. It's a pity that I haven't had the opportunity to go until now." Feng Chongxi still liked the fourth prince a little bit in his heart. He didn't expect that this nephew would come to him after such a long time.

He had some understanding of the personalities of his brother's several princes. Empress Lü had been gone for many years, and there was still Master Lü. It was just that the eldest prince was too weak and had no opinion. The Sun Guogong Mansion was ambitious. The Sun Houjun was now the emperor, so it was reasonable that the fifth prince might inherit the throne.

His brother did not appoint a crown prince, and the matter had been delayed until now. As for his brother's thoughts, Feng Chongxi understood them somewhat. Since his brother did not mention the matter of appointing a crown prince, he would not mention it either. If he did not mention it, there would be ministers in the court who would, and these matters would be left to others . "Yes, uncle." Feng Lingxiao followed his eighth uncle, walked over, and sat down opposite his eighth uncle.

As soon as they sat down, a waiter came over with freshly brewed tea, put it down, and left silently.

Separated by a round table, the uncle and nephew sat together, drinking a pot of tea, chatting about the grassland scenery, the dangers of the battlefield, and all the gossip that had nothing to do with the government. They never mentioned the government or the affairs of the Sun Guogong Mansion. The uncle and nephew were in harmony, just like an ordinary family.