Feng Yuheng felt that she had been kinder to the people in Feng Mansion recently, and had not actively caused trouble for them for some time. A flame was burning in her heart. When the group of people who came in later sat down, she heard her say, "Why is Aunt Han's face swollen? There are also bloodstains on her forehead. Did she fight with someone?"
Han's nose was almost crooked from anger!
Only Shen would do such a shameless thing as fighting with others. No matter how bad she was, she knew to take care of her own and Fendai's face. But this face... tried so hard to dodge, but still couldn't escape Feng Yuheng's eyes.
She explained helplessly: "No, I accidentally bumped into it at night."
"Oh." Feng Yuheng seemed to be thinking about something. "It's okay if it's just the forehead that's hit, but half of the face is swollen. Aunt Han hit it in a very unique way!"
The old lady thought Feng Yuheng always had a strange voice, so she didn't think too much about it. She just glared at Han and said, "You are so old, and you can still knock at night. Didn't the Feng family assign a girl to keep watch for you?"
Han quickly stood up and said to the old lady, "It was all my carelessness. Thank you for remembering it."
The old lady rolled her eyes. How could she care about a concubine?
Seeing that the old lady stopped talking, Han quickly sat back in her seat and lowered her head even more.
At this time, Feng Chenyu stood up, took a box from the maid beside her and handed it to the old lady: "Grandma, I have asked my uncle for the silver that my second sister asked for last time. Here is a silver note of 200,000 taels, please take a look, grandma."
When the old lady heard this, her eyes flashed. The money was here, and most of it belonged to her!
He quickly asked Nanny Zhao to take the box, opened it and counted the amount. It was exactly 200,000 taels, no more, no less.
The old lady nodded, "Well, Chenyu, you did a great job. Remember, you are still the daughter of the Feng family. No matter how rich the Shen family is, they are just a merchant family. Your future fate is in the hands of the Feng family, so you must put the Feng family first in everything."
Chen Yu bowed and said, "Granddaughter remembers."
Feng Yuheng raised the corner of his lips and said, "Grandmother is right. This is the money of the Feng family, not what Ah Heng asked for from the Shen family."
The old lady pretended to ask Aunt Zhao to hand the box of banknotes to Feng Yuheng, and said at the same time: "Ah Heng, after all, this is the money earned by your shop over there, so you should be able to manage it!"
Feng Yuheng pushed Zhao Ma's hand obediently and said, "Of the two hundred thousand, fifty thousand is for Third Sister's dowry, and the rest is all Grandmother's. Of course, Grandmother will hand over Father's share, and Ah Heng doesn't have to handle it."
The old lady was very satisfied with Feng Yuheng's understanding with money. She hugged the box as if it were a treasure, and reluctantly took out 50,000 taels of silver notes and asked Zhao Ma to give it to An.
An quickly knelt down and kowtowed to the old lady to express her gratitude, while also thanking Feng Yuheng.
Han, who was watching from the side, had her eyes reddened with jealousy. She could not help but secretly blame Feng Fendai in her heart. If she had not been so loud that day, one of the banknotes in the box would have belonged to her! Now that the silver was gone, she could only exchange for those old shoes, and Fendai was still angry at her. She really felt that it was unfair.
"Second sister." After the issue of the banknotes was resolved, Chenyu said to Feng Yuheng, "The Shen family will send someone to deliver the antiques you want to Qibaozhai today. Second sister, please go and take inventory then."
Feng Yuheng corrected her again: "It's not the antique I want, it's the antique that was stolen by my mother." She emphasized the word "stolen", which made Feng Chenyu's eyes flash fiercely. "Don't worry, big sister, I will send someone who knows about it to count it later." After saying that, she turned her head and said to Wang Chuan: "Go to the Prince Yu's Mansion later and ask His Highness to send someone who knows about antiques to Qibaozhai."
Wangchuan nodded in agreement.
When Feng Chenyu heard this, her brows furrowed again.
Seeing that the money had been divided, the old lady changed the subject and told Yao something she had always wanted to talk about: "Qianrou!" She simply called Yao by her maiden name, "There is something I have always wanted to discuss with you."
Yao looked at her and habitually wanted to say, "What's the matter, mother?" But when the words were on her lips, she remembered that she was no longer the mistress of the house, and she was no longer qualified to call her mother. Now she was a concubine, and she could just follow An and Han and call her old lady. So she changed the subject and said without any emotion, "Just tell me if you have anything to say, old lady."
The old lady sensed her indifference and felt a little unhappy, but she couldn't offend her at this time, so she took two long breaths and adjusted her emotions before saying, "Zihao has been recuperating at home for some time. It's time for him to return to Xiaozhou."
Yao nodded, "Oh."
Huh? The old lady was startled. She didn't expect that Yao would react like this. In her impression, Yao was always a person who was easy to talk to and obeyed the orders of the Feng family. As long as the Feng family had a need, she would use the Yao family's connections to help the Feng family without asking her family. But now...
She had no choice but to say directly: "Do you think you can talk to Princess Wenxuan and let Zihao return to Yunlu Academy?"
Yao blinked, "Then we should ask the master to go to Prince Wenxuan's mansion! I wonder what the old lady meant by what I said?"
The old lady rolled her eyes in anger and said bluntly: "What I mean is that you are good friends with Princess Wenxuan, and Yunlu Academy belongs to the Ye family. You can explain it to Princess Wenxuan by just saying a word, so why bother Jin Yuan to go to the palace?"
Yao shook her head, "I really can't do anything about this matter. Old Madam, you don't know that Princess Wenxuan is indeed good friends with me, but it is precisely because of her good relationship with me that she still feels resentful about how I suddenly became a concubine of Feng Mansion three years ago and was sent to the mountains in the northwest with my two children. The last time I met her at Pudu Temple, I had to persuade her to calm down."
The old lady was puzzled: "Since you are feeling better, why can't you help me?"
Yao answered as a matter of course: "Princess Wenxuan can do nothing about my affairs. She has no position to pursue the matter, so she can only sulk by herself. But for no reason, the eldest lady pointed at me and scolded me. She also scolded Princess Tiange, the emperor's favorite. How can the old lady ask me to beg? If I hadn't stopped her that day, Princess Wenxuan would have turned her carriage back to Beijing and went to the palace to complain."
The old lady was confused when she heard this. She didn't dare to think about what happened that day. What kind of words did Shen say? Not to mention that she is a princess, even ordinary people can't stand it. In the final analysis, this disaster was caused by Shen. Now that Yao has said so much, how can she still have the face to ask Yao to help Zihao?
"Is there really no other solution?" the old lady murmured to herself.
Yao found it ridiculous and couldn't help but say, "I don't have any idea. If you have any idea, please give me some advice."
The old lady's eyelids twitched. Why did she feel that in the past three years, not only Feng Yuheng had changed, but even Yao had changed? Now Yao's mouth was almost as eloquent as Feng Yuheng's, and she could talk people into a stalemate with just a few words.
She didn't know that the Feng family was cold and indifferent. Under Feng Yuheng's gradual infiltration, Yao had already become disheartened.
Having said that, there seemed to be nothing more to say, and everyone fell silent.
The old lady looked at these people, and the more she looked, the more upset she became. She kept thinking about what to do with her Zihao! He was her only grandson!
But at this time, Feng Yuheng came to make trouble again: "Last time, father said that he would find a famous doctor to treat big brother, but I don't know if he has found one."
This sentence almost made the old lady collapse. She couldn't sit still any longer and simply waved her hand: "You all go back."
When everyone stood up to say goodbye and prepared to leave, Jin Zhen paused, suddenly covered his heart with his hand, and his face was heaving.
Han was right next to her and asked casually, "What's wrong with you?"
An also followed up and said, "You look so bad? Didn't you get enough rest?"
Han snorted coldly, "How could I not have had a good rest? The master is with me every night. In my opinion, we sisters should be the ones who didn't have a good rest."
After Han's interruption, Jin Zhen's condition eased a little, and she quickly replied, "Thank you for your concern, aunts. I'm fine. I just slept too late last night."
She was just trying to make up an excuse, but when Han heard it, she understood another meaning - "Of course, the master comes over every day, it would be strange if you can go to bed early!"
The old lady couldn't stand Han the most. She slammed the table in anger and said, "Your face is already bruised like that. Why don't you go back to the courtyard and take care of yourself? Why are you still nagging? Don't you know what you did in the past? It's only because An has a good temper that she doesn't bother with you. Otherwise, she wouldn't allow you to continue to be so arrogant in the mansion!"
The old lady was angry, and Han didn't know what to say, so she left Shuya Garden first in a depressed mood.
Feng Yuheng glanced at Jin Zhen and saw the tension and fear hidden under her calm expression, as if she had guessed something.
Because the three shops reopened, Qingyu was busy all day and was not seen. Feng Yuheng and his friends returned to Tongshengxuan, and Zirui went straight back to his own courtyard to practice calligraphy with his teacher. Yao asked Feng Yuheng with some concern: "Did I say something too harsh today? I would not have said this before, but since I returned to Beijing, I don't know what happened, I just can't calm down."
Feng Yuheng told her: "Because Feng Mansion is not a quiet place at all. Even if we want to live a peaceful life, people will not do as we wish. Mother did a good job today. Some people are shameless themselves, so why should we save face for them?"
Yao added, "I'm not really targeting the old lady. I just feel sorry for you when I think of Feng Zihao sneaking into your room in the middle of the night. But your father doesn't speak up for you. This family property is really confused about right and wrong!"
Feng Yuheng smiled. No matter what Yao's reason was, her performance today was already a great improvement. People can only grow in adversity.
She sent Yao back to the courtyard and asked the servants to take good care of her. Before leaving, she glanced at Nanny Sun, who had been relatively honest recently, and then returned to her own courtyard.
Wang Chuan suggested to her: "Why not send another maid up? Qingyu can't help the shop. Right now, I have to go to His Highness to find an expert to inspect the antiques. The young lady can't be without a caring person to serve her."
Feng Yuheng thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, I'll look for it slowly later."
Wangchuan didn't say anything else and prepared to pack up and leave the house. When he turned around, he saw Jin Zhen walking towards him hurriedly, led by a maid.
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