Feng Chenyu, the eldest daughter of the Feng family, finally died successfully in her own endless series of self-destructive activities.
Seeing her being cut in half, Feng Yuheng did not show much joy. He just ate the last piece of pig's trotter in his hand, wiped his hands with a warm cloth, and then said to himself: "The era of Feng Chenyu is over."
Xiangrong was still standing in front of the window, staring at the body that was cut in half, watching people carry the body away. The heavy rain instantly washed away the large area of blood. "Second sister." The little girl murmured, "I finally understand what you said before. People must rely on themselves to live. What kind of heart you have will determine what kind of life you will reap. Second sister, I want to cancel the engagement. My father is no longer the prime minister. I can't afford the position of General Bu's wife. Instead of letting others withdraw, I might as well withdraw first." As she spoke, she looked at Feng Yuheng, as if asking for her opinion.
Feng Yuheng didn't have any objections, and only told her: "You can make your own decision. Feng Jinyuan is only a fifth-rank official now. Even if he wants to marry into the Bu family, the Bu family will not be willing to let him marry."
Xiangrong said again: "Second sister, I want to move out. Do you think father will agree?"
Feng Yuheng laughed, "Why do you care whether he agrees or not? Unless he sends someone to tie you back, even if he does, you can resist, right?"
Xiangrong nodded, "I have saved some money, can you help me find a place to live, second sister?"
Feng Yuheng reached out and patted the little girl's head: "Why look for a place to live? Just move to the County Lord's Mansion. I want to see how capable Feng Jinyuan is. He dares to go to my County Lord's Mansion to ask for someone."
Xiangrong immediately expressed his opinion: "Then I have to pay."
The two sisters were talking happily when they heard a sarcastic female voice coming from next door: "How can you be so happy watching your sister being executed? Seventh brother, what do you think their hearts are made of?" It was Yu Qianyin.
Xuan Tianhua said nothing.
Huang Quan was a little angry, so he took two steps to the side and shouted at the partition between the two private rooms: "If you have the guts, just say it to my face. Who the hell do you think you are when you talk behind my back?"
There was silence next door for a while. Soon, footsteps were heard coming towards the door. When the door opened, it was Xuan Tianming.
Feng Yuheng pointed to the next door and said to him, "Have you seen Brother Seven?"
Xuan Tianming nodded, but said: "He has already left with that woman."
Huang Quan frowned and asked in confusion: "What does that woman do?"
Xuan Tianming said very straightforwardly, "I don't know." Then he sat down next to his wife, and bowed to him without looking too ideal. He said to Feng Yuheng, "The Imperial Astronomical Observatory reported overnight last night that the rain will last for at least ten days." When he spoke, his face was no longer as carefree as when he sent someone to ask her for pig's trotters just now. He didn't even mention Feng Chenyu. His brows were tightly knitted, and he was really worried about the rain.
Feng Yuheng was worried about the heavy rain. When she heard that it would rain for at least another ten days, she began to worry. She had not forgotten the disaster that the heavy snow in winter brought to the capital and its surrounding areas, and the people who were frozen to death. Although she had tried her best to provide disaster relief, there were always places that she could not take care of. A snowstorm was like that, let alone a flood.
She also frowned and said, "Heavy rains can cause flash floods, which are often accompanied by mudslides. That's not all. The most terrifying thing is that after the disaster, due to the hot weather, the bodies will rot and cause plague if not handled properly. When the plague spreads, it will be the most fatal."
Xuan Tianming nodded, "That's exactly what I'm worried about."
Feng Yuheng suddenly thought of the camp and asked immediately, "What should we do in the camp?"
He patted her shoulder and comforted her, "Everything is fine in the camp. The drainage ditch has been repaired over there to prevent mountain torrents." The hand on her shoulder tightened slightly, Xuan Tianming stood up and told Feng Yuheng, "You guys go home quickly, I'll go to the palace."
Feng Yuheng also stood up and asked anxiously, "Didn't you say you haven't eaten yet?"
He waved his hand: "Let's eat in the palace."
She knew that he was anxious about the disaster, so she did not stay long. She led her people out of the restaurant and they all got into two imperial carriages, heading to the imperial palace and the county lady's residence respectively.
At this time, the Feng Mansion's ritual was still going on, with several magicians chanting incomprehensible scriptures, and the room was full of candles. He Zhong ran into the hall again, and said to Feng Jinyuan with a bitter face: "Master, the people sent out have returned, and the eldest lady has been... beheaded."
Feng Jinyuan's body swayed, and he sat down on the ground. At the same time, several magicians raised their spiritual banners and chanted even louder.
The old lady was also distracted. Fortunately, her feelings and expectations for Chenyu were not as deep as Feng Jinyuan's. She was still able to maintain a trace of rationality at this time. She heard her speak and said to the servants: "You can cry, at least cry a few times, it means the same thing. It will prevent that girl from dying and bothering us again."
The servants immediately burst into tears after hearing this order. Although not many of them had real tears, the noise was still loud enough. In particular, there were a few timid maids who were frightened by Feng Chenyu's beheading and burst into tears, which made Feng Jinyuan somewhat satisfied.
Feng Yuheng brought Xiangrong back to the county lady's mansion. As soon as they entered the house, a servant immediately brought clean clothes. Feng Yuheng urged Xiangrong: "Please change into mine first. There is a ready-made tailor in the mansion. I will ask her to make a few more for you later."
Xiangrong shook his head and said, "Just go to Feng Mansion to get it."
Feng Yuheng helplessly told her a fact: "First, you may not be able to go back to Feng Mansion, or in other words, if you go back, don't even think about coming out again. Secondly, even if the Feng family doesn't give you any obstacles, you just heard that the rain will last at least ten days. What's the point of going through so much rain?"
Xiangrong did not insist and just said, "Thank you, Second Sister, for taking me in, but I have to pay. I don't want to be a useless person protected by Second Sister anymore."
She nodded and said straightforwardly, "Okay." Then she said to Wangchuan, "Take Qingyu with you and go to Bu Mansion to cancel the engagement for the Third Miss."
When she heard the word "cancel the engagement", Xiangrong's eyes immediately lit up. It felt like a person who had been sentenced to death suddenly got his innocence vindicated and was reborn. She patted Xiangrong's hand and said to her, "I'll help you cancel the engagement, but you have to walk your own way in the future. I understand your thoughts and can create opportunities for you, but I will never force that person to do anything in my life, do you understand?"
Xiangrong knew that she was talking about the Seventh Prince Xuan Tianhua. Her cheeks turned slightly red, but she immediately returned to normal. She nodded seriously and told her: "Second sister, I understand."
They stayed in the county lord's mansion. The Feng family got the news, and so did the Bu family. Feng Jinyuan no longer cared about which side withdrew from the marriage first. He clearly understood that as a fifth-rank university scholar, there was no way he could marry his daughter to Bu Cong as his legal wife. But with Feng Yuheng intervening, he was afraid that even if he wanted to fight for Xiangrong's position as a concubine, it would not work.
The Feng family's ritual lasted a day and a night, and finally all of them were withdrawn in the afternoon of the next day. Feng Jinyuan sent several groups of servants out to inquire, hoping to bring back Chenyu's body for their own burial. Unfortunately, the news that came back was: "The government said that the bodies of executed prisoners are not allowed to be brought back by their families, and have been thrown into a mass grave outside the city."
Seeing that Feng Jinyuan was about to faint again, the old lady said quickly: "Where are you going to bury her after you bring her back? It's raining so hard that we can't even leave the city, and you still want to bury someone? What's more, our hometown has long since stopped recognizing our branch. Are you going to send that little bitch back to Fengtong County?"
Feng Jinyuan covered his face with his hands, fell into a chair, and kept groaning.
The old lady reminded him: "If you are in high spirits, why not go to the southwest to see how big our new mansion is and whether it can accommodate everything if we move there."
Feng Jinyuan was most afraid of the old lady saying this, and he had been avoiding her these days. But counting the days, it seemed that Zhang Yuan would come to the mansion today. When he thought of this, he stood up and blurted out, "Yes, I'll go and take a look." Then he was about to go out.
Jin Zhen was worried about him and said, "It's raining so hard outside, Master, you don't need to rush at this moment, right? It's too dangerous."
Cheng Junman also reminded him, "The land deed was not replaced last time, and Eunuch Zhang didn't tell me where the southwest house is. Even if you go there, you won't be able to find it. Even if you find it, you can't get in!"
After her reminder, Feng Jinyuan lost his temper again.
The old lady couldn't understand, "Then Master Rizhang said to exchange the land deeds, why didn't you do it?"
Feng Jinyuan said: "I am thinking about performing a ritual for Chenyu."
"The ritual won't hinder the exchange of the title deed, right? We're not forced to move right away. If you delay us, we won't even be able to take a look at the new house in advance."
Feng Jinyuan was particularly reluctant to continue this topic, so he took the opportunity to mention Chen Yu and deliberately ordered the servants: "Go and pull up the white cloth, tie up the mourning belts, and mourn for the young lady!"
Cheng Junman frowned and said to the old lady, "The family of a person who has been sentenced to death is not allowed to hold a funeral. This is the rule of the court."
The old lady nodded, "Yes, the court's rules cannot be broken, and the Feng family will not hold a funeral."
Feng Jinyuan also knew that this was stipulated by the Dashun law, so it was not easy to insist, but he took a step back and said, "Then at least let the maids in her courtyard dress more plainly."
The old lady didn't object to this, she just said: "That's all, let the maids in that courtyard change into white clothes and wear them for three days. In addition, after three days, all the people in that courtyard will be dismissed from the house." She looked at Feng Jinyuan again and said to him: "Take out the land deed and give it to Junman. From now on, Junman will keep the land deed."
Feng Jinyuan shuddered, looking unhappy. Cheng Junmei saw something was wrong and couldn't help asking, "Why does the master seem a little bit upset when it comes to the land deed?"
Feng Jinyuan was about to retort when He Zhong hurried into the hall in the heavy rain and said in a hurry, "Old lady, Master, our hometown in Fengtong County has suffered a flood. People who escaped from the ancestral home came to the capital to seek refuge with us. They have already arrived at the gate of the mansion!"
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