Feng Yuheng was a little surprised when she heard this. It was not that she did not understand the girl's thoughts. Moreover, a man like Xuan Tianhua would make any girl fall in love with him! If she had not met Xuan Tianming first...
Forget it. Feng Yuheng shook her head, not wanting to think about those things. Instead, she asked Xiangrong: "Let's not talk about whether you can get married or not. Second sister only asks you, why do you say you won't get married?"
Xiang Rong had thought about this question a long time ago. Although she looked a little dazed when asked because she suddenly fell into a state of thinking, she quickly recovered and told Feng Yuheng: "Because I can neither achieve the tacit understanding between my second sister and the Seventh Prince, nor the intimacy between my second sister and the Ninth Prince. After thinking about it, I don't know how to get along with him. Even if we are forced to get together, I still just treat him as a god."
After all, she was a child, and she defined Xuan Tianhua as a god. In fact, not only Xiangrong, but even Feng Yuheng sometimes didn't know what concept to use to define Xuan Tianhua. After thinking about it, the only word she could come up with was god.
She rubbed Xiangrong's head. "At eleven, she should still be in school. I don't know what evil people of this era have committed. They actually want an eleven-year-old to bear the fate of the family and think about her own life so early. Xiangrong, if you believe in your second sister and want to live a good life, forget all this. This is not something you should have thought about in the first place. At least wait until you reach the age of 15 before putting it on the agenda."
There was one more thing she didn't say. In fact, fifteen is too early. Fifteen is a good age to have an innocent first love, but asking her to accept getting married at fifteen is ridiculous. The reason why she didn't have much resistance to Xuan Tianming was because she was originally a soul of a twenty-something. However, this era has educated children like Xiangrong into monsters, so she had to worry about it. "If I have a daughter in the future, I will definitely not let her get involved at such a young age." She subconsciously said what she was thinking, and immediately saw the surprise on Xiangrong's face.
"Second sister, Rong is eleven years old, which is not too young."
She laughed, knowing that this concept could not be changed in a short time, so she could only give up the topic and told Xiangrong: "Trust me, then don't think about it. No one can predict the future. You can't, I can't, and Qi Ge can't either. Relax and grow up little by little. There's no rush."
Finally, the day of Mrs. Feng's funeral arrived. Because her hometown in Fengtong County had been destroyed by floods, the old lady could only choose to be buried in a cemetery twenty miles west of the capital.
On this day, except for Han who was pregnant, all the other members of the Feng family were in mourning. The only son Feng Jinyuan was at the front carrying the spirit flag, and the grandson Feng Zirui and granddaughter Feng Yuheng were the first to carry the spirit, followed by Xiangrong and Fendai. After that, it was the Cheng sisters, Anzhen and Jinzhen.
There were two coffins at the funeral, one for the old lady and the other for Jin Zhen. Jin Zhen claimed to the public that he died of excessive grief over the old lady's death, but the reason he gave internally was very direct - he was buried with the old lady.
As for how Jin Zhen died, no one would ask. Feng Jinyuan had at least a hundred ways to kill Jin Zhen, and it was beyond doubt that Jin Zhen deserved to die. Feng Yuheng had never been a saint. From her past life to this life, the principle she adhered to was: If you treat me well, I will treat you better. If you treat me badly, I must make you suffer. In front of this principle, no one can touch it, no matter how close or distant they are, and it cannot be changed.
The old lady's funeral was quite decent. Although it could not be compared with the one when he was still a first-rank prime minister, it was definitely much more elaborate than the etiquette of a fifth-rank official's family. Even the coffin was made of the finest golden nanmu.
The funeral lasted from early morning to noon. When it was finally over, the Feng family kowtowed three times in front of the old lady's grave, and it was considered complete.
On the way back home, everyone felt a little heavy. In the past year, the Feng family had lost many people one after another, from Shen to Feng Zihao, then to Feng Chenyu, the old lady, and Jin Zhen, and perhaps Kang Yi and Ru Jia, who were also Feng family daughters-in-law and daughters, should also be counted. What was once a famous and prosperous family had withered into such a state in such a short time.
Feng Yuheng sat in the Feng family's carriage, listening to the hustle and bustle of the street outside the curtain, the hawking, the bargaining, the occasional finger-guessing sounds coming from the passing tavern, and the crying of children. The atmosphere of the market and the people filled the air, and she felt that this was the world.
Life should be lively like this, not in a big house like Feng Mansion where one feels sorry for oneself or fights to the death between wives, concubines and sisters. She didn't actually want so many people to die, but not everyone could be content as she thought. When they get something, they want more, and when they get more, they want better. From Shen to Jin Zhen, one by one, they asked for trouble, but Feng Jinyuan always wanted to put the blame on her.
She asked Huang Quan Wang Chuan beside her: "Have you heard when the Feng family plans to move out?"
The two shook their heads, and Wangchuan said, "I only know that the Fifth Prince gave Lord Feng a sum of money to let him exchange it for the land deed from the young lady. I also heard that the Fifth Prince gave the Feng family a house as a betrothal gift for the fourth young lady. I think the Feng family should move to that house, but I haven't heard what will happen to the one that the emperor transferred later."
Huang Quan took over the conversation: "What else can we do? We might just sell it for silver, and then squander it all in a few days."
Feng Yuheng shook his head: "The houses allocated by the court to officials cannot be sold, but they can be mortgaged. However, the Feng family should not be very short of money at the moment, so he will not immediately set his sights on the house."
"Why are you worried about this, young lady? Just move wherever they want. We have the Princess's Mansion. No matter where the Feng family moves, you can justifiably not go there." Huang Quan was straightforward and said, "Young lady, you'd better stay as far away from that family as possible and never have any contact with them for the rest of your life. I think looking at Master Feng one more time will shorten your life by one year."
Feng Yuheng laughed: "It's not as serious as you say. We don't have to hide deliberately. We have to go back to the camp anyway. You guys should prepare in the next few days and we will leave as soon as possible."
The two maids nodded, and Wangchuan continued, "Madam had always wanted to go to Xiaozhou to accompany the young master, but now that Divine Doctor Yao is back, I'm sure the Yao people will no longer think of going to Xiaozhou. As for the young master, his rest period has to come to an end. He can't stay in the capital for more than 20 days before he has to be sent back to Xiaozhou."
Feng Yuheng frowned slightly. Although it was not very far from the capital to Xiaozhou, it would still take several days to walk. Although there were experts protecting him, she was always very worried when Zirui went back and forth, and this time was no exception. But there was nothing she could do about it. The child had to go to school and couldn't stay in the capital all the time. After thinking about it, she said, "I'll see if I can get away and send him off in person. I also want to pay a visit to Headmaster Ye."
The Feng family's convoy finally returned to the gate of the mansion, but unexpectedly, it was blocked by many people, including civilians and soldiers.
Feng Yuheng frowned subconsciously, and his heart was filled with irritation. There was never a peaceful day in the Feng Mansion. The old lady had just been buried, and they hadn't even entered the mansion yet, so why did something happen again?
She wanted to ignore it, but her carriage had already stopped here. If she turned around and left, it would be unworthy of her as a princess. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly, got off the carriage, and walked into the crowd.
Although they were still wearing mourning clothes, people recognized Feng Yuheng at a glance and took the initiative to make way for her. As a result, Feng Jinyuan was still blocked by people in the encirclement, but Feng Yuheng passed through without any hindrance.
When she stood on the four steps in front of the mansion gate, she turned around and looked at the crowd. The officers and soldiers waiting here came forward first, knelt down in front of her, and shouted: "Your subordinates are here to see the princess."
Feng Yuheng was not in a good mood. She was already very annoyed by the Feng family's affairs. Seeing the military officer coming again, she seemed to have thought of something, so she asked, "Are you here to arrest the Grand Scholar Feng?"
The leader looked up at her and said, "My lord, that's right."
This sentence confused Feng Jinyuan. Arrest him? What case? Why arrest him?
His face was filled with anger, and he pointed at Feng Yuheng and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Then he questioned the officers and soldiers, "How dare you! What crime did I commit?"
The leading officer was neither humble nor arrogant. Facing Feng Nong Jinyuan's questioning, he calmly said, "Master Feng, have you forgotten? The princess took you out of the prison just to attend the funeral of the old lady of the Feng family. Now that the old lady has been buried, the unresolved case of Master Feng will naturally be resolved by the government."
Feng Jinyuan was furious: "How can there be any unresolved cases? I have personally delivered the Feng Mansion deed to Xu Jingyuan, and the documents he has filed are still there, so don't make up stories!"
The officer didn't understand, "Lord Feng, returning the deed is returning the deed, but whether the case is closed or not is two different things. The case our Lord Xu filed against you was not for missing a deed, but for deceiving the emperor."
As soon as the word "deceiving the emperor" came out, Feng Jinyuan felt as if a basin of cold water had poured down from head to toe, and his heart sank. He suddenly realized that he was wrong. Although the land deed was returned, no one would have the courage to forgive him for deceiving the emperor, unless the emperor took the initiative to say that he would not pursue the matter. But with the temper of Emperor Tianwu, how could he not pursue the matter? He deceived Zhang Yuan!
Thinking of this, the little confidence that Feng Jinyuan had finally built up was instantly shattered. He swayed a few times and had to rely on Cheng Junman's support to stand.
A lot of people gathered in front of the mansion gate, all of them were people from the capital. They pointed at him and showed undisguised ridicule on their faces.
Feng Jinyuan couldn't hold his face anymore, he turned to Cheng Junman for help, hoping that his wife would think of a way to intercede for him. At this moment, Feng Yuheng suddenly spoke, and said with a tired voice: "This princess will go to the palace to plead with my father for this matter. The old lady's first seven days have not passed yet, you can go back first. Tell Lord Xu that this matter is under the jurisdiction of this county."
Xu Jingyuan was originally from Feng Yuheng's side. Feng Yuheng had the final say in the Beijing government office. When the officers and soldiers heard that she was in charge of the matter, they said nothing more, saluted her again, stood up from the ground, and turned around and left without even looking at Feng Jinyuan.
Feng Jinyuan was a little puzzled. How come his second daughter, who had always been against him, suddenly showed kindness and was able to help him settle the matter?
But no matter what, it was a good thing that he was not taken away by the soldiers. Feng Jinyuan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say something when he heard a voice suddenly come from the crowd - "Master Feng, the princess has helped you to take responsibility for your crime, so can we also settle the score between us?"
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