Prince Lian has moved to a new house, but has not hung a plaque yet. At this moment, under the command of Prince Lian, the servants are hanging an imposing plaque with "Lian Mansion" inscribed on it on the door of the house.
The servants were picking up ladders, and Queen Lian was directing from below, saying from time to time: "A little to the left, and more left, oh, it's too much, to the right, to the right, no, no, it has to be a little higher." Her voice was crisp, not completely as gentle as a woman's, but with a hint of heroism, which sounded unique and extremely pleasant to hear.
Feng Jinyuan's carriage was parked in front of the gate of the Lotus Mansion. He lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked out, but he couldn't take his eyes off King Lian.
The servants of the Lotus Mansion were also disappointing. It was just a plaque, but they hung it several times but still failed to satisfy the Lotus King. The Lotus King put his hands on his waist, and the angry look on his face made Feng Jinyuan feel even more unbearable.
The driver of the Feng Mansion didn't understand what was going on, so he lifted the curtain and asked Feng Jinyuan, "Master, aren't we going back to the mansion? We can't park this car in the middle of the road!"
Feng Jinyuan waved his hands in annoyance, got off the carriage, and yelled at the driver, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Just drive the carriage back first!" After saying that, he strode forward and walked straight towards King Lian.
The driver was scolded for no reason, but he didn't know what he had done wrong. He was full of grievances and dissatisfaction. He drove the car back to the mansion and looked back. When he looked, he saw Feng Jinyuan walking towards the stunning woman in front of the mansion next door. The smile on his face made people feel that it was about to bloom.
The driver was still shuddering, thinking that he had seen a ghost. Master Feng was already a half-crippled invalid, how could he still be so lustful? He just stuck to her like that. Not to mention buying the current Feng family, that beautiful woman would never be interested in her. Even if she was interested, what would happen? Master Feng, can you do that?
The driver drove the carriage back to the mansion with a look of disdain on his face. On the other side, Feng Jinyuan had already walked behind King Lian, took a deep breath, raised his voice and bowed with a gift, "Miss, you are polite!"
Feng Zhaolian didn't expect someone to suddenly shout at her from behind. She was startled and turned around abruptly. She patted her chest and said, "Who are you? You scared me to death." This voice was full of displeasure, forcing Feng Jinyuan to take two steps back.
When he saw this woman instructing the servants to hang the plaque in the carriage, he knew that this woman must not be the gentle and jasper type. But the women he had taken into his house in this life included those as gentle as Yao, those as plain as An, those as charming as Han and Jin Zhen, and those as powerful as Kang Yi and Cheng sisters. But he had never met such a gorgeous woman who was also a bit naughty, heroic, and lively. Feng Jinyuan's mind was loosened. No matter how he looked at the woman in front of him, he felt that she was really the best in the world.
He was stunned by the sight, and he didn't know how long he stared at her. It was so long that the servants in the Lotus Mansion couldn't stand it anymore and came forward to ask, "I say, who are you? How dare you stare at a young lady like that?"
The servants in the Lian Mansion were all bought on the spot, and they had no idea about King Lian's background. They only knew that there was a second young lady in the mansion who was not very smart and called her own sister "husband" all day long. It was really pitiful.
After the servants' quarrel, Feng Jinyuan finally came to his senses. He quickly bowed to the Lotus King again and said, "Miss, please don't misunderstand. I am from the Feng family next door. My name is Feng Jinyuan. I passed by here on my way home today. I saw that Miss was worried about a plaque, so I thought of getting off the car to ask if Miss needed help."
"Feng Jinyuan?" Feng Zhaolian's eyes rolled, and he immediately figured out the identity of this person. He was not polite at the moment, and nodded, pointing to the unfinished plaque on the top of the door and said: "If you really want to, help me hang up the plaque!"
"That's no problem, that's no problem. I will definitely hang it properly for you, don't worry." When Feng Jinyuan heard that Feng Zhaolian accepted his favor and was willing to let him help, he was very happy. He raised his head and said to the servants above: "You all come down, I will hang the plaque for you."
"Oh!" A servant above laughed: "My lord, look at your physique, you are a weak scholar, right? You want to come up to hang the plaque? I'm afraid you can't even lift this plaque."
"Nonsense!" Feng Jinyuan was angry. How could he say that he was weak in front of a beautiful woman? This was a great shame and humiliation! "How can you tell whether a person is strong or not by judging his physique with the naked eye? Come down and see if I can hang the plaque properly!"
The servant was happy to see the joke, and quickly came down from the ladder, then hugged the plaque in his hand and told Feng Jinyuan: "Then you go up first, and I will hand this plaque to you after you go up."
Feng Jinyuan nodded, holding the ladder and climbing up. The ladder was actually not very high, and it reached the top at about the sixth step, so he had to stop. But when Feng Jinyuan climbed to the fourth step, he clearly felt his legs start to tremble. The height didn't look very challenging from below, but it was completely different when he climbed up.
Feng Jinyuan had been a civil servant for so many years, and he had many servants at home. When had he ever done such a high-level thing? But now he was doing it to help a beauty, and there were so many eyes watching him. He had already boasted, so he had to climb this ladder.
So, he gritted his teeth and rushed up, and when he finally reached the sixth step, he dared not let go of the ladder. Because the ladder had reached the top and there was no one to hold on to, he could only stay bent, with his butt sticking out, which was very ugly.
The servants looked at him with amusement, and the man holding the plaque asked, "Sir, what are you doing? Either you stand up straight, or you can take the plaque with your hands. I'm still holding it for you."
However, Feng Jinyuan didn't dare to stand up straight or fight back, he could only keep bending his body like this, his legs still trembling, and he regretted his bold words just now.
King Lian looked up at him with a sneer and said unceremoniously, "Neighbor, didn't you say you would help me hang the plaque? How come everyone climbed up but didn't dare to take the plaque? Aren't you being perfunctory in your help? Are you scared? It's okay, it's not that high, and even if someone falls down, they won't die. But if you just stand there like this, there will be more and more people on the street, and your reputation will be in jeopardy."
Feng Jinyuan became anxious when he heard this. He gritted his teeth and closed his face. He didn't care whether it was high or not. He raised his right hand and stretched it down: "Give me the plaque."
"Okay!" The servant immediately handed over the plaque in his hand.
Feng Jinyuan clasped his thumb inside and four fingers outside, and was ready to lift the plaque. But he really miscalculated the weight of the plaque. As soon as the man below let go, he instantly felt a strong force pulling his arm down. He could no longer maintain his balance, and was plunged down directly by this force.
The servants below were terrified, and they all rushed forward to catch him, but they didn't catch Feng Jinyuan, but the newly made plaque. As soon as they got the plaque, they immediately held it tightly and moved aside, letting Feng Jinyuan fall straight down from the ladder, and landed on the ground with a "bang", and no one came forward to help him.
Feng Zhaolian shouted towards the Feng Mansion: "Hey! People from the Feng family, come here quickly. Someone who looks like your master has fallen down here."
The Feng family's doorman had actually seen what Feng Jinyuan had done, but no one cared. Feng Jinyuan was no longer the left prime minister, but a commoner. To put it bluntly, he was still a eunuch commoner.
The servants of the Feng family watched Feng Jinyuan rush towards the girl with shining eyes, and they were so disgusted that they didn't have time to care about such a trivial matter. But now that Feng Zhaolian called for help, they had to go.
Several doormen, along with the butler He Zhong who ran out from the mansion, ran towards King Lian. When they saw Feng Jinyuan half-lying on the ground with his hands covering his butt, they couldn't help but curl their lips.
But even though he despised her in his heart, he still had to behave himself. He Zhong stepped forward first and asked, "Master, are you okay?"
When Feng Jinyuan saw that it was He Zhong who came, he quickly said to him, "Quick! Go up and help this young lady hang up the plaque. Make sure it is hung straight!"
He Zhong asked him puzzledly: "Other people's houses hang plaques, why do we have to put them up?"
Feng Jinyuan was so angry that he wanted to beat someone up: "I told you to go up, so you go up, why are you talking so much nonsense, I..."
He was not finished talking when Feng Zhaolian interrupted him. Feng Zhaolian said, "No need. I have servants in my house. Master Feng is too polite. People, help Master Feng back home quickly. It would be best if you can get a doctor to see him. Make sure he is not injured." He smiled softly while covering his mouth. Then he turned to the servant and said, "Go to the account office and get ten taels of silver. This is the money I will pay for Master Feng to get a doctor."
"No need, no need!" Feng Jinyuan was so embarrassed that he endured the pain and let He Zhong help him walk towards Feng Mansion. As he walked, he did not forget to look back at Feng Zhaolian and said reluctantly, "I will come to your house to apologize some other day."
Feng Zhaolian smiled at him and replied, "Then we respectfully welcome Master Feng."
This smile scared Feng Jinyuan to death.
Not until the people had returned to Feng Mansion did the servants here start a new round of hanging plaques, and at the same time, they also ridiculed Feng Jinyuan.
Feng Zhaolian looked at the Phoenix Mansion and felt amused. He turned his head and said to Jingwei Yunxiao who was approaching him, "Did you see that? That man was Yaya's shameless father. I heard that he was stabbed by Yaya's biological mother. His penis was gone, but he still had lustful thoughts. Shouldn't such a person be punished severely?"
Jingwei Yunxiao nodded, "That's right, if he dares to set his sights on the master, he must be taught a lesson."
Feng Zhaolian curled her lips, "Then can you teach that woman in the mansion who claims to be my legal wife a lesson every day? I, your master, am really annoyed!"
Yun Xiao shook his head. "That girl is not a threat to you, and she has no ill intentions. Besides, you should get in touch with more women, as you will have to start a family sooner or later."
Feng Zhaolian gritted his teeth! "I'll become your sister's family!"
Yun Xiao didn't take it seriously, and just told her one thing: "The matter that the master asked me to inquire about has been solved. The seventh prince who is like a god in the words of the gods of the Dashun Dynasty will be able to return to the capital before noon tomorrow!"
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