"Ah!" Feng Yuheng screamed. After all, she only had some basic knowledge of Qinggong and had not yet reached perfection. She could not raise the Dantian Qi for such a short distance. She could only accept her fate, close her eyes and wait for the ground. She even began to consider whether she would fall on the left or right buttocks.
Unfortunately, the expected "bang" and pain did not come as expected. Instead, I fell into someone's arms, and heard bursts of sneers in my ears.
Feng Yuheng understood immediately, and spoke before she even opened her eyes - "I was wondering why no one stopped me from climbing over the wall, so Xuan Tianming must be waiting for me under the wall?" She opened her eyes, but her gaze went to the person who caught her - "Seventh Brother, you followed him to make trouble."
Sure enough, Xuan Tianhua was standing behind her, dressed in white, waving a folding fan in his hand, smiling bitterly at her and shaking his head.
He held her tightly in his arms, and then heard Xuan Tianming say, "Wife, you are very brave. You even dare to climb over the wall of Yuehan Palace."
Feng Yuheng was also feeling bitter: "I want to go through the main gate, but I can't! Father has come up with endless tricks to get in." She sighed and jumped off Xuan Tianming, then waved at the wall: "Huang Quan, come down."
Huang Quan turned aside and flew down, bowing to the two princes. Xuan Tianming pulled his wife and said, "Come on, let's go in quickly. Mother is really tired of the singing, so I asked Brother Seven to come in and play the piano for her."
Feng Yuheng looked at the servant behind Xuan Tianhua who was holding a guqin, and wondered if the music of the guqin could cover up Tianwu's loud voice.
At this moment, Concubine Yun was leaning on the bed with a large cushion behind her, and she looked much better. When she saw them coming in, she waved to Xuan Tianhua: "Hua'er, hurry up, play the piano for me. If the old man keeps singing like this, I'm almost going to die."
Xuan Tianhua laughed and said nothing more. The servant placed the zither on the table that had been prepared long ago. He sat down and gently played the zither.
Feng Yuheng continued to check Yun Fei's pulse and give her an IV.
It must be said that Xuan Tianhua's piano music was truly mysterious and moving, like jade falling on a pearl plate, or like an elusive night meteor. After a few chord sounds, Yun Fei's irritable mood was relieved a lot.
It was not the first time that Feng Yuheng heard Xuan Tianhua play the piano, but every time his piano sound was different, changing with the environment, and could lead people's emotions to his melody. Feng Yuheng remembered a legend he had heard before. It was said that there was a kind of zither player in ancient times who played the piano not to cultivate sentiment, not to entertain people, and not for women's cultivation. They regarded the piano as a weapon. When their fingertips plucked it, the music score and the strings tumbled, and the melody turned into a huge force, which could be like a sharp hidden weapon, but also could defeat thousands of troops.
Many countries have spent a lot of money to hire such musicians to help them, and they often achieve winning results. Unfortunately, there are very few such musicians, and it is a blessing to find one or two in the world.
This was a legend she had seen when she was researching unofficial history in her previous life. She had originally just listened to it as a story, but now when she heard Xuan Tianhua's piano music, she somehow remembered the legend. She actually felt that perhaps the legend might not be false, and that Xuan Tianhua's trick might be enough.
As she thought about it, she became more intoxicated. But at this moment, the singing of Emperor Tianwu outside seemed to be competing with the sound of the piano. When the piano sounded high, his singing was also high, and when the piano sounded low, his singing was still high, and he even shouted.
It was always the same tune, and as they sang, no one knew whether Xuan Tianhua did it on purpose or was influenced by it, but the sound of his piano actually began to follow the singing outside. At first, no one noticed it, but after a while, it became Xuan Tianhua playing the piano to accompany Emperor Tianwu. The father and son complemented each other so well that Emperor Tianwu's singing didn't seem so bad.
So Yun Fei was a little overwhelmed, and quickly waved the hand that was not receiving the infusion to call Xuan Tianhua to stop, and asked him helplessly: "What on earth are you doing?"
Xuan Tianhua shrugged and smiled bitterly, placing his palm on the strings, and the sound of the zither stopped.
Feng Yuheng thought that if Dashun had a war one day, it should not rely on Xuan Tianming to send troops or Xuan Tianhua to play the piano, but on Emperor Tianwu singing! This can also be regarded as the emperor leading the army in person, right?
At this time, the noise outside seemed to stop, and a palace servant came in to report, "The emperor said that the singing will end here today, and will continue tomorrow..."
Concubine Yun was so angry that her face turned blue. She shouted at the top of her voice, "Whoever can get rid of him will be rewarded with one million taels of silver!"
As soon as the words fell, Feng Yuheng raised his hand with a "whoosh" - "Me!"
Xuan Tianming held his forehead with his hand, how embarrassing!
Concubine Yun didn't feel anything, she just said to Feng Yuheng: "Ah Heng is still the most obedient, so I'll leave this matter to you. If you do it well, I will reward you with one million taels, and let Ming'er reward you with one million taels as well."
Xuan Tianming looked at Concubine Yun with a bitter expression: "It's fine if you lose money yourself, but why do you want me to contribute as well?"
Concubine Yun rolled her eyes at him and said, "You're still feeling sorry for your own wife. You're such a loser."
Xuan Tianhua also smiled faintly from behind, and then said: "Count me in as well!"
Feng Yuheng smiled so much that his eyes curved. Three million taels! He could get three million taels right away. This deal was simply too good to be true.
When they came out of the palace, Xuan Tianming asked her, "What tricks do you have to make Father not come tomorrow?"
Feng Yuheng said slyly: "It's very simple, I'll ask Grandpa to come to the palace tomorrow."
Xuan Tianming suddenly realized: "Smart!"
Because the Feng Mansion was holding a funeral, she did not let Xuan Tianming go there again. The two separated at a fork in the road, and Feng Yuheng went home in her own palace carriage.
Huang Quan covered her stomach and was so hungry that she had no energy left. Fortunately, a piece of snack that Feng Yuheng took out saved her, and she was able to hold on until the gate of Feng Mansion.
Feng Yuheng went out early in the morning and came back almost at dinner time. She had to go to the mourning hall to burn incense for the old lady. She led Huang Quan to the gate of the mansion. The Feng Mansion was so deserted that the servants were dozing off. Even the maids walking in the yard were listless. In addition, everyone was wearing mourning clothes. It looked... Huang Quan said, "Miss, why is the Feng Mansion so gloomy?"
Feng Yuheng nodded. It was more than eerie. It looked like a cemetery. But she didn't say anything. She just quickened her pace and walked towards the mourning hall.
When they arrived, all the Feng family members were there, even Zirui and Xiangrong came, except Feng Fendai who was beaten repeatedly.
Seeing Feng Yuheng coming back, Feng Jinyuan's face, which had always been bad, became even worse, and he heard him questioning: "There was a big funeral at home, and you actually left the house and didn't come back for a day. How could the Feng family have a daughter like you?"
Feng Yuheng did not argue with him, but just calmly stated the facts: "My mother is ill, I went to the palace to see a doctor."
"But your grandmother died at home! Do you know the seriousness of the matter?" Feng Jinyuan didn't care about whether he was the mother or not. He just knew that this daughter made him upset at the sight of her, and this time he was right, so he pointed his finger at Feng Yuheng's nose and started scolding: "You little bitch, your grandmother loved you so much when she was alive, and now she's gone, you can't even keep vigil for her! You even go to treat other people's illnesses, how could I, Feng Jinyuan, give birth to a daughter like you! It's really a misfortune for our family! It's a misfortune for our family!" He became more and more excited as he spoke - "I told you to treat other people's illnesses! Every time you treat someone, they die!"
As soon as these words came out, He Zhong, who was also in the mourning hall, stepped forward and covered Feng Jinyuan's mouth with his hand: "Master! Stop talking! If this word gets out, the Feng family will have nine heads and it won't be enough to chop off!"
Feng Jinyuan was stronger after all, and after a few struggles, he managed to free himself from He Zhong, then shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"
The other people in the Feng family also reacted. Han was so scared that her face turned pale. She shrieked with her belly sticking out: "Master! Stop talking! Stop talking!"
Feng Jinyuan stamped his feet in anger: "You have all been bought out by this little bitch, haven't you? The Feng family is in mourning, and there are still people looking for her to treat the disease. How shameless! No manners! They all deserve to die! All of them deserve to die!"
The Cheng sisters' faces also turned ugly. Cheng Junman, who was kneeling, stood up and glared at Feng Jinyuan, saying loudly, "Master, please don't harm our entire mansion!"
An said bluntly: "Second Miss said that she came to the palace to see her mother. Second Miss's mother is Concubine Yun!"
Feng Jinyuan's curse was stuck in his throat, and he almost rushed out, but he was forced back. Then he was scared, and a cold sweat broke out on his back, soaking his clothes.
How could he have forgotten about this? How could he have cursed Concubine Yun as well?
Feng Jinyuan looked at Feng Yuheng with a pale face. He knew that his daughter was definitely going to turn hostile again. What kind of trouble would she make this time?
Surprisingly, Feng Yuheng did not turn hostile, nor was she as relentless as he had imagined. On the contrary, she was very indifferent, but her words made Feng Jinyuan feel cold from head to toe - "Huangquan, notify the palace. Because of the objection of Grand Scholar Feng, starting tomorrow, this county lady cannot enter the palace to see my mother." After she finished speaking, she calmly lit three incense sticks for the old lady, bowed, kowtowed, and then took Zirui and Xiangrong's hands and said, "I'm hungry. Let's go back to Tongshengxuan for dinner." Then she said to the Cheng sisters, "The younger generation is supposed to be keeping vigil at night. I squeezed out my sleep time to see my mother. Please explain this rule and thinking logic to Grand Scholar Feng. It doesn't matter if he makes a fool of himself in his own home, but he must not go out and embarrass himself."
Feng Jinyuan's calves were trembling. Seeing Feng Yuheng was about to leave, he hurriedly staggered forward a few steps and said in a trembling voice: "You have to continue to see Concubine Yun's diagnosis!"
Feng Yuheng ignored him, but Huang Quan turned around and said, "Didn't Lord Feng not allow my young lady to go? Didn't he say that she didn't know the seriousness of the matter? Why, now that my young lady has followed your wishes, you are still not satisfied?"
Feng Jinyuan ignored Huang Quan and just shouted to Feng Yuheng who had already walked into the yard - "I didn't mean that. Concubine Yun's illness cannot be delayed. If you don't go, it means you are not filial! Feng Yuheng, don't be ungrateful."
Feng Yuheng's left hand trembled. She turned her head and saw Zi Rui frowning, with anger on his face. She gently pinched the child's hand and said, "It's okay, don't pay attention to him."
Zi Rui wanted to say something, but at this moment, he saw a servant outside the courtyard hurriedly running in. When he arrived at the door of the mourning hall, he said to Feng Jinyuan: "Master, someone from Dingfeng Bank in Beijing is here, saying that they are here to collect a debt!"
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