It was still a little cold in Fengdu in March, and the baby born in the first month of the year was only a little old at this time. The house was warmed by a fire, and the child had been kept in the house since birth and had never been taken outside.
The child wrapped in a small swaddle had a white and rosy face, a small nose and mouth, and he would definitely be a handsome boy when he grew up. The child was sensible since he was young, with a quiet and well-behaved temperament. He would sleep when he was full and eat when he was full. He rarely cried and was quiet. He was a lovable child.
The people serving in the courtyard are all those around him. On weekdays, the child is taken care of by a special madam, and there are also slaves serving in the courtyard. He is also relieved to leave the child to the care of those around him. After recovering from his illness, Fang Ziye slowly went to do his own things.
He always dreams of his Baoer calling him "Amu" in his dreams, and he feels sad when he wakes up.
He can't leave Fengdu now, not to mention that the man is unwilling to let him go, even if the child is still young, he can't let go.
The old emperor's health is getting worse day by day, and several princes in the court are fighting openly and secretly. Who doesn't want to be the supreme ruler? Who can sit on that position depends on their ability. The winner is the king, and everyone wants to be that king.
Fengdu City was not peaceful. First, there was the incident of Sun Guogong Mansion. Several corrupt officials were arrested in the first month of the year and thrown into prison to wait for execution in the autumn. In the end, they could not escape death. It was just a pity that their families who were implicated suffered with them.
Officials in Fengdu City were all rushed to curry favor with them by outsiders, and were given gold, silver and jewels. With gold and jade in front of them, how many people could resist the temptation? If we talk about honest officials, the only one is Qi Xiang, who is praised by scholars.
All officials in the court were worried that they would be the ones who were removed from office because of the black veil. Not everyone was as lucky as Feng Chengyong, the prefect of Shunzhi Prefecture, who was able to get out of the prison of the Ministry of Justice alive and be reinstated.
Probably everyone forgot that the prefect of Shunzhi Prefecture was the emperor's man. Unless the emperor wanted the head on his neck, no one could take it off his neck.
The corrupt officials who were arrested and imprisoned were all members of Sun Guogong's faction. When the wall falls, everyone pushes it. That's probably it. In the past, I thought that with the support of the Sun Guogong Mansion, they could act arrogantly in Fengdu City. Now, they have been caught with many evidences. Feng Chengyong was originally the prefect of Shunzhi Mansion in Fengdu City, and he was in charge of the affairs of Fengdu City. He was fair and just, and no one could find any fault with him.
The Feng Mansion was gone, and Xiao Li'er, who went back with his father, lived in a small courtyard. He rarely saw his father on weekdays. There was an old woman and a little boy in the courtyard to take care of him, and he had no shortage of meals three times a day. Xiao Li'er just missed his father.
And his master.
After he went home with his father, he had not seen his master since then. Xiao Lier missed his master very much. He still remembered that he would get up early every morning and do horse stance in the yard. He looked very straight and well-behaved. When his grandmother who was taking care of him saw this, she felt very distressed. "Young Master, you must be tired. Let's sit down and rest
for a while, okay?" Xiao Lier pouted his little face and stubbornly did horse stance. He also stopped to rest for a while.
Seeing this, his grandmother felt very distressed.
Xiao Lier, who was doing horse stance, did not know that a man standing against the high wall was seeing him clearly. The man had a faint smile on his lips. After just one look, the man left.
What Feng Chengyong did now made those people hate him to the core, so he had to seek help from his new master, put his little Li'er in this small courtyard, and arranged two trusted people to take care of his child, so that he could concentrate on doing what he wanted to do, he wanted to avenge the twenty-odd lives of the Feng family.
The bustling Fengdu City rarely had a moment of peace, but in March, news came that the Zinus outside the pass killed, burned, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. Not only were the ministers in the court shocked, but the people in Fengdu City were also talking about this.
People talked more about whether to fight or not?
"Beat them, beat them until they cry for their parents!"
"That's right, beat them hard, drive them out of Tianshan, and never dare to invade our Feng Dynasty again."
The old men outside who don't know the world and only know how to eat, drink and have fun beat them one by one, completely unaware of the cruelty of war. If the court wants to increase taxes for the war, these people may not be willing to pay.
The people will suffer from the war. Not to mention the increase in taxes, the men in the family will be captured to serve in the army. It is not known whether they can come back. Once they go to the battlefield, most of them will never come back. They will die on the battlefield and even their bodies cannot be found.
The people probably don't want to see war. When talking about war, those who have experienced it are panicked, for fear that someone in their family will be captured to serve as a soldier again.
Yipinzhai is the most well-informed. Fang Ziye frowned when he heard the news. If that was the case, the Zinu would be desperate and would not just want to plunder a few villages.
He knew how fierce the Zinu were. They would kill, burn, and plunder wherever they went. He did all kinds of evil. That year, he met a group of Zinu on the road. If Feng Lingxiao had not brought people to arrive in time, he would probably have been abducted by the Zinu. He didn't know what the consequences would be. There are more men than boys among the Zinu on the grassland. Most of the boys who were abducted were shared by several men, and they had children for them. They could never return to Feng Dynasty in this life.
Even now, when Fang Ziye thinks of the danger of the Zinu that time, he feels fear for no reason. It was Feng Lingxiao who saved his life many times, so it was no wonder that he was loyal to this man in the future, and now he even gave birth to two children for him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Let's go." After leaving Yipinzhai, there were guards waiting for him outside.
The man driving the carriage was dressed in black clothes, and it was obvious that he was a skilled man. The carriage left through the small door in the backyard.
Two carriages passed each other on the busy street, one going north and the other going south.
As if his heart was connected by something, Fang Ziye subconsciously looked out through the window through the windblown curtain, and saw a carriage passing by, but he didn't care. Looking at the bustle outside through the car window, I wonder how long the bustle in Fengdu City can last.
The child who was sleeping soundly in the carriage suddenly woke up and started crying loudly, waving his hands, and I don’t know what he wanted to grab. "What’s wrong with Xiao Xier? Oh, don’t cry, don’t cry..." A pair of slender hands picked up his child. Liang Xijun was very distressed when he saw the child crying, and he quickly took the child into his arms to coax him.
Feng Zetian is the legitimate son of the Yiwang Mansion. Zetian means rain and water all over the world, and also means his father, the king, and his expectations for him. Feng Zetian, nicknamed Xiao Xier, his king and father not only gave him wealth, but also wanted him to live a peaceful and happy life, so he gave him the word "Xi". This child was born rich and was a treasure held in the palm of his father's hand. He would be the real master of the Yiwang Palace in the future.
If the Yiwang could become the emperor one day, this child would be another story.
"Wa wa wa..." Being held in the arms of his mother and coaxed, little Feng Zetian did not give his mother much face and cried loudly.
It is unknown who this child resembles in temper. He has been overbearing and difficult to please since he was young. But when he is in a good mood, he can smile at you, and his smile is heartless. The child looks very much like his father. I think this difficult-to-please temperament is probably like his father. Liang Baojun likes his child very much because he resembles his prince.
The bustling street was crowded with people coming and going, and there was no end in sight.
Returning to the small courtyard from outside, the people who got off the car hurried back to the house. Ershun followed his master quickly, knowing that his master missed the little master, and he smiled.
The child in the house had just woken up and had eaten his fill, and was being carried around the house by his grandmother who was taking care of him. Children of this age are greedy. When they are full, their little mouths pout, which is very cute.
"Hello, young master..." Seeing the master coming back, the nanny holding the child was about to bow.
Fang Ziye raised his hand to stop the old slave who was about to bow. He asked the child a few questions as usual. Knowing that the child was well-behaved, he smiled. The child didn't know if he knew that his mother was back. He grinned, waved his hands, and made sounds unconsciously.
"Young master, I see that the young master knows that you are back and is very happy." The nanny who was serving saw the young master smiling, and she smiled too. Ershun
went over to help the master take off the cloak he was wearing. After coming back from outside, Fang Ziye habitually drove away the coldness on his body before he reached out to take the child. No matter how busy he is outside or what he has been through, Fang Ziye always feels good when he returns home and holds his son. Perhaps this is why he can't let go of his second child.
Because his elder brother is called Xiaobaoer, he named his younger brother Erbaoer, which means he took his elder brother's name, and it sounds like they are brothers. However, he usually doesn't call his children like this in front of others. Erbaoer still took his surname. Because the child was born on a rainy night in the first month of the lunar year, he was named Fang Hanyu.
In fact, Fang Ziye wanted to name the child Fang Erbao, but he was afraid that the person would ask why he was called Erbao, and he couldn't explain it clearly.
The child didn’t know if he had just eaten goat’s milk, and Fang Ziye didn’t take care of the child very often, so he forgot that the child had to pee. Not long after he was in his arms, the child peed. Fortunately, he was wrapped in a small swaddle so that he didn’t pee on him, but the clothes inside were all damaged. “Waaa…” The child cried because he was uncomfortable after peeing in his pants. The grandmother who heard the sound outside hurried in to serve. Seeing that the grandmother was going to take the child out to change clothes, Fang Ziye said, “Just change it in this room.”
Since the master said so, the grandmother changed the clothes for the little master in this room, and the little servant next to her went up to help.
Fang Ziye, who was standing there, did not leave. He stood aside and watched the grandmother change the child’s clothes.
The child had just peed enough, and even the hem of his shirt was a little wet. Knowing that the master was a clean person, the serving nanny took off all the clothes on the little master and prepared to change the little master into clean clothes.
I don’t know if it was because the child knew that he had wet his pants and lost face, but he was crying loudly and felt very aggrieved. Fang Ziye couldn’t help laughing when he saw it. Listening to the nanny who was changing the child’s clothes coaxing the child, the clothes were taken off, and the exposed little arms were white and tender. Wait, white and tender, and there was nothing on them.
"Wait a minute." Fang Ziye frowned and asked the nanny who was holding the child's hand to put clothes on the child to stop. He pulled out the child's hand that was put on clothes and found that the arm was also clean. He was stunned on the spot, and his mind was blank.
"No, that's not right..." Fang Ziye shook his head and said.
The confused Ah Ma saw that the master's expression suddenly became bad, and wondered if he had done something wrong.
"Sir, young master..." He almost knelt down to admit his mistake.
When he came to his senses, Fang Ziye turned around and left the house, leaving the child in the house. The old servant who was serving him didn't know if he had done something wrong or said something wrong. He was trembling in his heart, and only wanted to carefully serve the young master to make up for his mistake.