Today in the Feng Mansion, everyone got up early and gathered in the Peony Courtyard.
Originally, according to Feng Jinyuan and the old lady's idea, they were going to go to Pudu Temple to invite a senior monk to perform a ritual, firstly to pray for Chenyu's soul to be reborn, and secondly to get rid of the bad air in the house. But the rain was so heavy that a section of the official road to Pudu Temple was washed away, and no vehicles could pass.
Since no eminent monk was invited, the old lady decided to invite four folk magicians. No matter whether they were effective or not, the idea was the same.
The main hall of the Mudan Courtyard has been set up as a ritual site, with four monks on standby, waiting for the time to arrive so they can start chanting sutras to pray for the souls to be liberated.
When the Feng family gathered together, candles had already been lit. The wizard said that they were called guiding lights, and were used to lead the dead to the road to the underworld.
Han was a little scared and was persuaded to go back to Yulan Courtyard. The old lady stood at the door of the hall and looked out. After a while, she asked Feng Jinyuan: "Can the execution be carried out in such heavy rain?"
Feng Jinyuan gritted his teeth and said, "I heard that His Majesty the Ninth Prince personally supervised the execution."
The old lady knew there was no hope when she heard this. She sighed and complained to Feng Jinyuan again: "You were the prime minister before, how come you can't even see the current situation clearly! The person the Feng family should have relied on was never Chenyu, but Ah Heng! If we could be nicer to Ah Heng, who knows how prosperous the Feng family would be now." The old lady didn't say anything. They didn't pamper a daughter who called the current emperor father and helped Dashun train soldiers and forge steel, but had to pamper that little bitch Feng Chenyu. They were really blind!
The rain outside was getting heavier. He Zhong ran in wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, and reported hurriedly, "The execution ground has been set up. The people sent by the palace to investigate have reported that His Majesty the Ninth Prince will personally supervise the execution, and the eldest daughter has been escorted from the government office to the execution ground."
Feng Jinyuan shook a few times, and almost cried. After all, she was his daughter whom he had raised for more than ten years and loved for so many years. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel sorry for her. But the old lady told him: "Put away all your pity for that little bitch! From today on, remove Feng Chenyu from the Feng family's genealogy. The Feng family doesn't have such a daughter!"
Feng Jinyuan gritted his teeth and had to remind the old lady of a fact—"It was Feng Yuheng who did something to Chen Yu."
Xiangrong, who happened to be walking by, heard these words. She stopped and looked at her father in confusion. She asked, "If the eldest sister hadn't done that dirty thing with the eldest brother, the second sister wouldn't have had the chance to do anything even if she wanted to. Father, what did the eldest sister promise you that you could treat her like this after being demoted? Is she the only daughter in the world who is yours? Then what is the second sister? What are Fendai and I?"
Xiangrong had been inexplicably angry these past few days, repeatedly telling the old lady and Feng Jinyuan what to do, and now he dared to question her loudly! Feng Jinyuan was so angry that he slapped Xiangrong in the face, knocking her to the ground.
An was so frightened that she hurried over to help, and she was also furious - "Just because of that Feng Chenyu who ruined the family's reputation and lost all conscience, is the master going to beat all the children in the mansion to death?"
"Shut your mouth!" Feng Jinyuan yelled, "As a concubine, you have no right to speak here! If you continue to make trouble, don't blame me for divorcing you!"
"Just stop it!" Xiangrong got up from the ground, raised her little chin and glared at her father: "Rather than suffering bullying in this heartless and ungrateful mansion for the rest of my life, it is better to let my mother go free." She simply stopped calling her aunt and directly called An mother.
Feng Jinyuan was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He really wanted to divorce An, but he also knew that if he did so, it would prove that he had ignored other people for Chenyu. It was meaningless for him to feel sorry for a dying person.
The old lady snorted coldly, glared at Xiang Rong and An Shi, and said nothing. Instead, she said to Feng Jinyuan: "Think carefully about your future and the future of this family!"
Feng Jinyuan yelled, "I think about it every day!" Then he grabbed He Zhong and yelled, "Go and bring that little bitch Feng Yuheng to me, and let her kowtow to her big sister and say goodbye!"
Although the Cheng sisters were standing farther away, they still heard his words. The two sisters looked at each other and heard Cheng Junman say, "Master, the county princess is your daughter, and the future principal wife of the Ninth Prince. Who are you calling her a little bitch?" Her words were cold, and accompanied by a thunderclap from outside, which instantly sobered Feng Jinyuan up.
He dared to scold Xiangrong, dared to scold An, and even dared to look at Kang Yi in the past. But he did not dare to be negligent or disrespectful to the Cheng sisters. The old lady was the same. When she heard Cheng Junman speak, she hurried to help Feng Jinyuan smooth things over: "He was also angry for a moment and was confused."
Cheng Junmei also spoke up. She was more straightforward than her sister, so her words were not so polite: "Before coming to Feng Mansion, my aunt said that the one we sisters will rely on in this life will not be the master, but the county lady. So, even if the master has some thoughts about the county lady, it is best to keep them in your heart. If we hear them, we can't guarantee that someone will say something and spread it to the palace."
Cheng Junman pulled her and said, "Stop talking like that. We are living under someone else's roof now, and saving our lives is the most important thing." This was even more cruel, meaning what if Feng Jinyuan also tried to kill them someday?
When the old lady heard this, she quickly shook her head and said, "No, no, you are Jin Yuan's legal wife and concubine. The Feng family's future safety and honor still depends on you." While speaking, she winked at Feng Jin Yuan, but unfortunately, Feng Jin Yuan was really in no mood to respond.
He Zhong tried to escape from Feng Jinyuan's grasp at this time. He coughed twice before saying, "Even if I go to invite her, I can't. I heard that the second young lady left the house early in the morning, saying that she was going to the execution ground to watch the execution."
"What?" Feng Jinyuan almost bit his teeth to pieces. "That little bitch...what on earth is that girl's heart made of? Her elder sister was beheaded, and she actually went to watch the execution?"
"Why not?" Xiang Rong said faintly, "When elder sister wanted to kill again and again, why didn't father ask what her heart was made of? And, father, what is your heart made of?" Ever since the girl promised to marry Bu Cong, she has been very quiet. She is no longer afraid of the people of the Feng family. She says whatever she wants and doesn't care about being beaten or punished. Just like at this moment, after saying a few words, she actually shook off An and strode out. Then she heard the person who had walked into the rain say, "I want to go and see too!" Then he quickened his pace and disappeared in a short while.
An was terrified and was about to rush out to look for her, but was caught by Feng Jinyuan. Feng Yuheng didn't dare to scold him anymore, but Xiangrong didn't have any backstage background. For a moment, the father transferred all his hatred for his second daughter to his third daughter, and said to An fiercely: "Don't chase her! She'd better die outside!" Then he turned around and said to the servants: "Tie her up! Don't let her go anywhere!"
No matter how An struggled and cried, she was no match for the four strong women who tied her up. A rag was even stuffed in her mouth, so she couldn't utter a word.
The old lady was also feeling irritated and asked He Zhong, "Is it almost time?"
He Zhong said, "There's still half an hour left."
The old lady didn't want to wait any longer, so she urged the wizards, "Let's start now!"
The monks were paid to do their jobs, and the boss said when to start, and that was when it would start. So, countless candles were lit, spirit banners were raised, bells were rang, and sutras were chanted, and the four of them began to walk around the hall.
The other members of the Feng family stopped talking and stood quietly by. Everyone was muttering in their hearts that they hoped Feng Chenyu's death would be the end of the Feng family's misfortune and that it would never continue.
When Xiangrong was leaving the house, someone handed her an umbrella, and she ran towards the execution ground with it. Before she ran out of the alley, the umbrella was blown apart by the wind. Xiangrong simply threw the umbrella away and quickened her pace.
Otherwise, why do people always need certain special environments to stimulate their potential? If it weren't for Feng Yuheng's teaching little by little, the Feng family's repeated pressure, the stimulation of the Bu family's marriage contract, and this heavy rain, I'm afraid she would never do such a thing as running wildly in a rainstorm in her life, let alone running away from home after a quarrel with Feng Jinyuan.
Xiang Rong didn't know where she got the strength from, she fell again and again, got up again and ran forward desperately. As she was running, a carriage suddenly passed by her, she couldn't dodge in time, and was knocked sideways by the carriage, and she fell under the wheels.
She was terrified and tried to balance herself, but it was in vain. Her messy hair got tangled in the wheel, and it hurt so much that tears came out of her eyes. She lay on the ground, stretched her neck forward, and tried to close her eyes. She could almost feel the wheel pressing against her neck.
But at this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped, the neighing of the horses sounded in the rain, but the carriage seemed to be fixed, motionless. Then, it seemed that someone squatted beside her, stretched out his hands to untie her hair from the wheel, and then supported her shoulders and cheeks.
Xiangrong breathed a sigh of relief, he was saved.
She wanted to open her eyes to see who saved her, but she was lying on her back, and the rain was so heavy that she couldn't open her eyes. But her hands moved randomly out of fear, and after a few movements, she was grabbed by the man, and then she was picked up by him.
At this time, a woman's voice came - "Hurry up, the time is coming!"
The person who rescued her carried her into the carriage. The heavy rain was finally blocked by the carriage. Xiangrong heard a voice ringing in her ear. It was a man's voice saying, "It's raining so hard. Why are you running around outside alone?"
She hadn't even opened her eyes yet, but when she heard these words, the corners of her lips lifted unconsciously - The Divine Doctor's Daughter
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