Feng Yuheng was called to Shuya Garden not long after she returned home. When she arrived, she heard the old lady say to the people who arrived before her: "From today on, I will be in the Buddhist temple all morning and evening to pray for Jin Yuan. Your morning and evening awakenings should be moved to before lunch. I will tell you that the fastest update is the eye. Fast?"
Everyone said in unison: "Yes."
Chen Yu said, "Why don't we recite the sutra at least once a day in every courtyard? There are many snowy mountains in the northern border, and the most important thing is that father is safe. We can't help in other ways, but we must do our best to show our gratitude."
The old lady agreed with this and nodded repeatedly, "Chenyu is right." Having said that, she finally gave Chenyu an approving look, which touched Chenyu a little.
Seeing Feng Yuheng was late, the old lady didn't say anything. But after the greetings, Feng Fendai said, "Second Miss is still an unmarried girl. You are so bold to ride in a carriage with a man tomorrow. Aren't you afraid of being gossiped about?"
Feng Yuheng glanced at her, expressionless and cold—"Don't be afraid. Because no one dares."
Fen Dai shuddered out of nowhere, and felt that Feng Yuheng's gaze seemed to be able to see through people, which reminded her of the person she met at the door of Baicao Hall today. She didn't even know the man's name, but she remembered how she had made a deal with him, and how she hid in the corner and watched Feng Yuheng resurrect a dead person and resolve the crisis of Baicao Hall.
She had wanted to send someone to follow him today, and even thought about getting rid of that person once and for all. But it was impossible, Huang Quan had sent him off, and she didn't think the maids and servants around her had the ability to avoid Huang Quan's eyes.
When Fendai thought about this, she couldn't help but feel a little irritated. Feng Yuheng picked the moment when she was most emotional and said, "It snowed so heavily a few days ago. I don't know if the several farms in the suburbs of Beijing were affected. Fourth sister has lived in a farm before. What do you think the situation is over there?"
Fendai's hand holding the handkerchief trembled, and the handkerchief fell to the ground. The maid beside her bent down to pick it up. She thought about it for a while, and then said, "It's winter, and we don't plant crops. Even if there is a disaster, the loss will not be too big."
"That's true. There are only a few servants guarding the place. The lives of servants have never been valuable in the eyes of Fourth Sister." She stared at Feng Fendai, as if chatting casually, "Fourth Sister, how was your life in the manor?"
Fendai felt very upset, she was afraid and angry, she muttered, "Of course it's not as good as you guys are at home."
Feng Yuheng shook her head, "It's not very satisfactory, because there are always people outside who are thinking about you." As she spoke, she suddenly laughed, "Fourth sister will be eleven years old after the New Year, and in another year or so, she will be of marriageable age. Now we don't have a mistress in our house, so as the eldest sister, I have to think more about my sister. Don't worry, Second sister will remember to find a good marriage for you."
When she said this, Fendai and Han were both startled, and suddenly they remembered that as the legitimate daughter and the future principal wife of Prince Yu, Feng Yuheng had the right to control the marriages of other concubines' daughters when there was no mistress in the mansion.
The two looked at each other. Han saw anxiety and warning in Fendai's eyes. She covered her belly with one hand inconspicuously, but could only pray silently in her heart that she would be able to do better and conceive a boy.
"In that case, thank you very much, Second Sister." Fendai said something polite but could not help but add: "It is impossible that there will be no mistress in the mansion forever."
Feng Yuheng nodded, "So I have to hurry up and arrange the marriage for my fourth sister before the mistress enters the mansion."
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"Shut up!" The old lady slammed the table and glared at Feng Fendai: "As a younger sister, you don't respect your elder sister. You talk back to her every word. You have no manners!"
"But my second sister..."
"I told you to shut up!" The old lady was so angry that she wanted to use her stick to hit someone again. Unfortunately, her waist had not recovered yet and her arms were weak. She couldn't get the best angle after several attempts and she was really exhausted.
Feng Yuheng quickly stood up and stepped forward: "Grandma, please don't get angry. Fourth sister is still young and what she said is childish."
The old lady saw Feng Yuheng coming to massage her waist, and she felt a little comforted. "You are still the most sensible. None of your sisters really make me worry less."
Chenyu and Xiangrong stood up tactfully and bowed to the old lady, saying, "Granddaughter will definitely study hard with my second sister (second elder sister), please be at ease, grandma."
Fendai followed suit and bowed stubbornly, but she couldn't utter a word.
The old lady looked angry and waved her hand: "Go away, go away!"
Everyone stood up and left together. Feng Yuheng stayed behind and handed over several plasters that Wang Chuan had prepared in the medicine room to Zhao Ma. "These are what grandma needs to use these days. It's winter now, and you can't be careless about your back pain. Don't be afraid of wasting the plasters. Apply them on time every day."
The old lady nodded happily, "Since Ah Heng came back, my waist has been getting better day by day."
She had no intention of staying in Shuya Garden any longer. Although the old lady still wanted to pull her to continue talking, Feng Yuheng first threw out the words "My granddaughter still has to go back and prepare to recite scriptures for my father" and successfully got away.
As soon as he returned to Tongshengxuan, he immediately told Wangchuan: "Starting tomorrow, the County Lord's Mansion will be closed to visitors for seven days. No one, whether from outside or from Feng Mansion, will be allowed in or out."
Wang Chuan did not ask why, and directly said: "I will give the order, please rest assured, young lady."
Feng Yuheng said nothing more and plunged into the medicine room.
That night, the old lady was chanting Buddhist scriptures in the Buddhist hall of Shuya Garden. Due to her back pain, she simply moved a chair and sat opposite the Buddhist shrine, chanting over and over again.
After the jade bead in his hand turned fifteen times, the mumbling suddenly stopped, and he turned to ask Aunt Zhao: "Why do I keep hearing noises outside?"
Madam Zhao said helplessly, "It's the Fourth Young Miss and Aunt Han who are listening to an opera. They have invited a troupe to perform on the stage in Guanmei Garden."
"What?" The old lady was shocked. "Listening to an opera? Why are they so unbridled?"
Madam Zhao sighed softly, "It is said that Aunt An sent someone to persuade them, but was scolded back. The fourth young lady said that the master was on a business trip, not going to die, and it was unlucky to make the mansion so dull and silent."
The old lady was startled, and after thinking about it for a while, she nodded. "Although it sounds bad, it makes sense. Jin Yuan is traveling outside, and we can't violate the taboo. But..." She thought for a while and said, "Tomorrow is the fifteenth day, right?"
Aunt Zhao replied, "Yes."
"Inform all the children in the courtyard that they must eat vegetarian food on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar month until Jin Yuan returns."
Watching the opera in Meiyuan not only made the old lady upset, but also made Jin Zhen from Ruyi Courtyard feel irritated.
At this moment, she was leaning against the gate, looking out as usual. In the past, she would stand here and wait for Feng Jinyuan at this time. When Feng Jinyuan came, she would always ask, "Why are you standing here in such a cold weather?" She would reply coquettishly, "I won't feel cold when the master comes." But she didn't wait for Feng Jinyuan yesterday, and it was impossible for her to do so today.
Manxi advised her helplessly: "The master is on a business trip, he didn't leave you alone, aren't everyone waiting anxiously? Don't do this, be careful not to catch a cold."
Jin Zhen sighed softly, and suddenly felt that Feng Jinyuan was no longer in this mansion. She felt completely empty. Although she was also anxious and angry when Feng Yuheng was reported missing and dead, she was not as anxious as she is now. After all, Feng Jinyuan is her man, the foundation of her life. In fact, she hopes from the bottom of her heart that the father and daughter can reconcile. Feng Yuheng is too smart and too lucky. What if Feng Jinyuan loses to the other party one day, what should she do?
"Manxi." She spoke subconsciously. She wanted to ask Manxi what she thought about the relationship between Feng Yuheng and Feng Jinyuan, but when the words came to her lips, she still felt that it would be bad if Feng Yuheng heard such words, so she hurriedly changed it to: "Help me get a cloak, let's go to Guanmei Garden to take a look."
The location of the Plum Blossom Viewing Garden is considered the center of the Feng Mansion. It is a small garden planted with wintersweets. There is a stage in the middle. The Feng family usually come here to listen to operas.
When Jin Zhen and Man Xi stepped into the Plum Garden, they moved lightly and quietly walked to the edge of the stage, until they stopped ten steps away from Han and hid under a plum tree.
Manxi was particularly confused. "If you want to listen to the opera, then just go openly. Since Aunt Han has set up the stage in the Plum Garden, it is clear that everyone in the mansion can come and listen."
Jin Zhen just shook her head after hearing this. "Han is so anxious to hate me, how could she possibly invite me to watch an opera with her? I'll just come over to take a look and leave in a while."
At this time, Han and Fendai, mother and daughter, were sitting opposite the stage, drinking tea and eating melon seeds, smiling at the young couple on the stage. Jin Zhen took a look at the young man and found him so handsome that even she couldn't help but tremble in her heart. Then she looked at Han, her eyes almost falling on him.
Jin Zhen was a servant of the Feng family, so she knew all about these wives and concubines. Han was originally from a brothel, so how could people from that place live a quiet and peaceful life? Before, when Feng Jinyuan was in the mansion, she didn't dare to act rashly. Now that Feng Jinyuan had left Beijing, Han couldn't help herself and invited the opera troupe to the mansion that day.
"How shameless!" Jin Zhen gnashed her teeth in hatred, "It's just that the master stayed in her room for one night, and she thought that she would be favored again?"
Manxi was so anxious that she wanted to cover her mouth and said, "Keep your voice down. If someone hears you, it will be over."
"I know." Jin Zhen glanced at the stage again and saw that the young man didn't know where the song had ended. He glanced down and threw it directly at Han.
Han let out her signature laugh, which was both charming and arrogant, and even the girl beside her started laughing.
Not to mention Jin Zhen, even Man Xi couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to pull Jin Zhen's sleeve, "Let's go, this kind of drama is nothing good."
Jin Zhen nodded, glared at Han and Feng Fendai, then turned around and prepared to follow Manxi back.
Unexpectedly, when she turned around, her movements were too big and she scraped against the plum branches beside her. The friction between the clothes and the plum branches instantly alerted the maid left outside by Han's family, and she immediately shouted - "Who is there?"
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