What happens in the court has nothing to do with the people. Whoever becomes the crown prince or emperor in this world has little to do with these people. What the people pursue is nothing more than having enough food and warm clothes, and the government can collect less taxes every year, so that they can live a better life. The streets of Fengdu City have returned to their former bustle. All kinds of stalls are lined up on both sides of the street, selling all kinds of things. Merchants, peddlers, and porters came into the city to do business, and the streets were bustling with people coming and going.

The case of the extermination of the Feng Mansion has not been resolved, and Sun Guogong has now been thrown into prison. After a period of cautious living, the people gathered together again and whispered about the Sun Guogong Mansion.

Officials are all corrupt, and the higher the official, the more corrupt they are. There are countless corrupt officials in the world, but as many as can be caught, the people don't like corrupt officials very much, and they wish all corrupt officials in the world were caught.

"It's time to eat!" Two broken bowls filled with food were thrown into the prison, and the jailer left.

All the people in the Feng Mansion died, leaving only this one in the prison. Naturally, no one would give these jailers some money to bribe them. How good can the prison food be? It's okay as long as they don't starve to death. There are still many people in this city who have no food to eat. These officials have had a good life for too long.

Their jailer ordered that no one in there be touched. I think someone above wanted to protect this Feng Fu Yin. The guards did not dare to torture Feng Fu Yin. He was locked up here, and two meals a day were delivered. Why go

against the Sun Guogong Mansion? Isn't that making things difficult for yourself? You deserve to be thrown into jail.

However, I heard that Sun Guogong was imprisoned, but even so, it is absolutely true that Young Master Sun died in their Shunzhi Mansion, and Feng Fu Yin could not escape the blame.

Once you enter this Tianjian Mansion, it will be difficult to get out of here.

The man who was writing and drawing with a dead stick on the ground heard the sound of the bowl falling, looked up, walked over, picked up the two bowls and walked back, picked up a steamed bun with his hand and put it in his mouth, swallowing it with the clear water in the other bowl.

While eating the steamed bun in his hand, his clear eyes looked at the door of the cell.

In this small courtyard far away from the hustle and bustle of Fengdu City, there was a rare bit of quietness. The young children in the courtyard were posing and doing horse stances, their arms and legs were trembling, but they didn't stop.

The weather outside was good. Ershun, the little servant, knew that his master liked to sit outside, so he had a recliner placed outside and a small table placed on the side. He placed a small stove on top to boil water and make a pot of tea. He placed snacks that suited his master's taste on the table, and then went into the house to help his master out.

Fang Ziye was half lying on the rocking chair, looking at the child doing horse stance in the yard, with a faint smile on his face. The child had been raised by him for a few days, and he had changed from being very vigilant at the beginning to getting along peacefully now.

Ershun said that the child always ran back to Awu's room to sleep with a small pillow at night, and he laughed when he knew about it. The child stayed with him during the day. He invited a teacher to teach the child to read and write. I don’t know if it was Ah Wu who taught the child to do horse stance. Every morning, he ran to the yard to do horse stance, saying that he wanted to learn martial arts.

As for the reason why the child wanted to learn martial arts, Fang Ziye did not ask. In his heart, he vaguely knew why the child wanted to learn martial arts.

Through this young child, he seemed to see his little treasure who was thousands of miles away. He wondered if his child was safe and sound in a faraway place, and whether he would miss him as a mother. He was afraid that his little treasure was still young and would forget about him as a mother in a moment. How could he miss him as a mother? Thinking of this, Fang Ziye couldn’t help feeling a little sad.

It’s better not to understand, so as not to feel sad.

“What are you thinking about?” The person who approached silently, stood behind him, put a hand on his shoulder, and asked him.

As soon as the person approached Fang Ziye, he knew Feng Lingxiao was here. As soon as the person approached him, he smelled that familiar smell, which he could hardly forget. Hearing the person's question, Fang Ziye shook his head and said, "I didn't think much."

"Sit down."

The little servant beside him put a chair there and brought tea without being told.

Feng Lingxiao looked in the direction of Fang Ziye's gaze and saw the child standing there in horse stance. He knew everything that happened in this courtyard, and naturally knew where this child came from and what this child's identity was. If Fang Ziye liked to keep this child here, he would just take it as a way to please him.

He did not immediately walk over and sit down. His eyes fell on Fang Ziye's bulging belly. Feng Lingxiao bent down and put his hand on it. He raised his eyes, and the two of them met each other's eyes. With a smile in his eyes, he asked, "Did this little guy bother you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little guy inside seemed to feel his father touching him, and stretched out his little feet to kick his father's palm again and again.

Fang Ziye raised his eyebrows. The naughty little guy in the belly was telling his father with his actions whether he had bothered him in his mother's belly. He kept sitting and did not move. This half-lying position just made his entire abdomen empty, and it was also convenient for the person who touched his belly to do something.

"Wait for the little guy to come out, I'll help you spank his little butt." Feng Lingxiao's hand gently touched and soothed the naughty child in her belly. He knew a lot about pregnancy from the imperial physician, so he naturally knew that the kicking of the baby in the belly would make the pregnant woman uncomfortable.

Feng Lingxiao touched his belly, and there were people serving here, and the children who were doing horse stance opposite were distracted and looked at him. Fang Ziye was a little shocked in his heart. He was still a little uncomfortable with Feng Lingxiao being too intimate with him in front of others.

"Okay." Fang Ziye looked at Feng Lingxiao and said softly.

The fourth master Feng smiled with his lips curled, and did not retract his hand immediately. Maybe he heard his daddy say he was going to spank him, but the kid kicked his feet twice and then stopped moving, staying obediently in his mother's belly.

"Good boy." Feng Lingxiao withdrew his hand when he didn't feel the naughty kid inside was still moving. Seeing the red-faced person staring at him with a pair of watery eyes, his throat rolled, but he knew that there were many people outside and the person was too shy to allow him to do anything frivolous, so he put away the desire in his heart.

Recently, the court affairs have been busy. Every time he came here after work, the person had fallen asleep. He slept with the person in his arms at night, and he left in a hurry before dawn when the person in his arms was still asleep. It had been a few days since the two of them looked at each other face to face like this.

In addition, he had not touched this person since he knew Fang Ziye was pregnant. At this moment, being looked at by Fang Ziye like this, Feng Lingxiao's desire for this person became even stronger.

"Why do you have time to come here today?" Fang Ziye's overly scorching gaze made his face turn red. He looked away and looked at the child who was doing horse stance. Seeing that the child couldn't hold on and sat down on the ground, he chuckled.

The child who got up from the ground heard the laughter, and his face suddenly turned red like a monkey's buttocks. He almost found a place to hide. "Come here." He waved to the child.

Xiao Li'er took a look and walked over with small steps, looking timidly at the stranger who appeared here. Fang Ziye reached out and pulled the child over, wiped the sweat off the child with his clean hand, and gave the child water from the cup he had drunk from.

Fang Ziye was extremely familiar with doing these things, as if he had done them thousands of times. In fact, in those short few days, he had taken care of his own child a hundred times more attentively than he did now, but it was a pity that the child was not with him, and he no longer had the opportunity to take care of the child. Now that he had a child to raise, he naturally took good care of the child.

The child gulped down half a cup of water that was fed to his mouth, then shook his head, meaning that he didn't want it anymore, and looked at the person sitting opposite him with a vigilant look.

Ershun came over and said that the teacher was here. Fang Ziye told the child to learn Chinese characters well with the teacher, and then let Ershun take the child away. The child walked a few steps and looked back.

"Do you want to raise this child?" Feng Lingxiao was still a little jealous that Fang Ziye fed the child water from the cup he had drunk from just now. Originally, he thought that Fang Ziye liked to raise such a small thing, so he raised it, but now seeing Fang Ziye being so close to the little thing, he felt uncomfortable.

Fang Ziye didn't know what the person opposite was thinking, he said "hmm".

"I see that you are not in good health now, so why don't I arrange someone else to take care of the child so that you don't get too tired." Fourth Master Feng would never admit that he was jealous and wanted to find a way to get rid of the child.

When he thought that the child in Fang Ziye's belly would occupy a more important position in Fang Ziye's heart once it was born, Fourth Master Feng was no longer looking forward to the arrival of their child.

"No need, the child will stay here. There are so many people serving here, it won't be tiring for me." Fang Ziye said. Thinking of the child's father, he asked about Feng Chengyong's current situation in prison.

The implicit meaning was naturally to ask the man if it was possible to get Feng Chengyong out of the Tianjian Mansion.

"Okay, I'll do my best." Fourth Master Feng replied.

Yes, although all the people in the Feng Mansion died, the child still had a real father. If he got his real father out, Feng Chengyong would be able to take his own kid back!

With this, Fang Ziye knew that Feng Lingxiao had agreed to get Feng Chengyong out of jail, and said, "That's good."

The sun was shining brightly in the courtyard, and Fang Ziye sat outside to bask in the sun. After sitting outside for a while, he felt tired and wanted to go back to the house to rest. Feng Lingxiao helped the man with a bulging belly back to the house and sent him back inside.

During this half day, Master Feng Si also stayed in the courtyard and left after a long time.