Feng Xing

Feng Sheng turned to leave, and Fan Jinchuan stopped her: "Fang Xiandi."

"What else?"

He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I apologize to you for my mother, she should not scold you that day."

"It's okay. Auntie is an elder, and she misunderstood what happened." Feng Sheng said with a careless smile.

"That's why you don't accept me?"

Yes, Feng Sheng did not accept Fan Jinchuan that day, but it was a pity that he was interrupted by Man Er's cantilever after only half of the words.

"It's okay, but it's not all. I don't care about the love between men and women. Brother Fan should know it. And—" She turned to look at him and smiled: "No matter if I accept or not, Brother Fan already has a result, doesn't it? ? I wish you and Maner girl to raise their eyebrows together and have their sons born early."

These words crushed Fan Jinchuan all at once, and he couldn't even hold a bitter smile, his shoulders collapsed.

After a while, I said: "I'm sorry, I'm disturbing you."

Feng Sheng nodded and hurried into the house.

Fan Jinchuan looked at the place where she disappeared for a long time before slowly turning around.

After Feng Sheng entered, he said to Zhiqiu: "To see Uncle Yu tomorrow, let him find a house outside. Let's move away as soon as possible."

Zhichun asked: "Master, why did you suddenly want to move away? Isn't it good to live here?"

"Master said to move, why do you have so many places." Zhiqiu said, pulling Zhichun away.

Feng Sheng listened to the two girls whispering outside, rubbing her forehead tiredly, leaning back in the chair. She was thinking about where she was going now, but she was confused.

She stood up and went to the study, lit only a lamp on the book case.

The dim light slowly illuminates the surroundings. She stood for a while before she came to the book case and sat down, turning over the volume of documents on it.

The time was slowly spent in the busy, and the time soon reached the eighteenth day.

Fan Jinchuan's wedding was not a big deal, but just invited a few familiar friends, but someone had given a gift from the day before yesterday.He didn't accept these gifts, and all the people were sent back.

When Feng Sheng arrived, Fan Jinchuan and his bridegroom were happy to entertain guests.

Seeing Feng Sheng, he froze for a moment.

Fan Jinchuan lost a lot of weight from the last meeting, but his spirit seems to be good. He smiled at Fengsheng with a smile, saying you are here.

Seeing his attitude, Feng Sheng also felt relieved. She was really afraid that he would be gazed in front of people, which would be embarrassing.

The wedding proceeded quickly, it was a very simple church service.

Bao Shi looked at Fan Jinchuan and Man'er who were kneeling in front of her with tears in his eyes, and said, "Looking at the fact that the two of you can get married, the mother can close her eyes even if she is dead now."

"Mother." Maner shrugged with a hijab on her head.

"Mother, at this time, you say what these do." Fan Jinchuan said.

Bao wiped his tears: "This is your day of great joy, and the mother really shouldn't say that."

A friend of Fan Jinchuan came out to round the field: "Okay, okay, send the bride into the cave, and you will come out soon, Zijin, today we are not drunk."

...

Feng Sheng went to Dongxiang with the crowd.

Just before the salute, there were a few more guests, led by Du Mingliang, the prefect of Yangzhou, who was the same teacher as Fan Jinchuan, and several Shangguans with him.Fan Jinchuan was too busy to come forward now, only Feng Sheng came forward to entertain him, accompanied by drinking tea and talking, until Fan Jinchuan hurriedly, Feng Sheng retreated.

The other two seats were Fan Jinchuan's friends and the people in the Yamen. Feng Sheng sat at the friend's table. None of them knew her, but there was a young man named Lu Ziyue who was always looking for followers. She speaks.

This is called Lu Ziyue, and he can't see the way out. He can only be seen as a literati from the dress up, quite a bit of the Weijin celebrity's romantic and suave behavior, wild behavior, and uninhibited speech.

Feng Sheng heard Fan Jinchuan mention Lu Zi several times and knew that this person was very close to him, otherwise he could not imagine that these characters were actually friends of Fan Jinchuan's nerd.

"Brother Feng Fu, why don't you go in and drink, but stand here to cool off."

Feng Sheng turned his head and looked, it was Lu Ziyue.After three trips to the wine just now, Feng Sheng came out as an excuse to go to the toilet. Seeing that the night sky was beautiful outside and the night wind was cool, he didn't go in.

"It's too hot inside and it's breathable outside."

"Also, they are not familiar with each other, and they are not happy to drink."

"How did Brother Yue also come out?"

"Zi Jin was pulled to drink. My person has a strange temper and can't talk to many people, so he came out to breathe." Lu Zi said with a hearty smile.

Seeing this, Feng Sheng added some kind of affection to this person. Du Mingliang and others sitting in the room are all the top local officials. The two seats outside, whether intentionally or unintentionally, seem to have a relationship, this Lu Zi said It is said that living in Yangzhou all the year round is very rare.

Neither of them spoke, but Lu Ziyue seemed to be curious about Feng Sheng, and his eyes kept turning around her intentionally or unintentionally.

Feng Sheng was a little displeased. When he was about to excuse himself, Lu Ziyue suddenly said: "I have endured for a long time. You can't be surprised to say a word. Fan Zijin is a nerd. Don't worry about him."

"Brother Lu, why did you say this?"

"You and him, he told me long ago, when you were a boy."

Feng Sheng's smile stiffened and frowned.

Lu Ziyue seemed to see her displeasure and smiled and said, "He is really a fool. For a while, he was very confused and confused, and told me the matter. This is the way he is. , Too much attention to moral etiquette, and a great filial son, so this result is destined between you."

"Brother Lu, have you misunderstood something?"

"Misunderstanding? Well, it was my misunderstanding. In fact, I was not malicious, but I just wanted to make you happy, but I didn't expect to say the wrong thing again. But I said that these were not for anything else, but just for you. You can come here on this occasion, he is really quite muddy."

Feng Sheng smiled and said: "It seems that Brother Lu really misunderstood something. I have been with Brother Fan for a long time. He is my peak, and I work with him again. Today is his great joy, and I will naturally come."

"Really?"

"Is there anything else?"

Lu Ziyue looked at her and smiled, "Yes, it seems that I was too worried. Fengfu has nothing to do with it. Go and drink. I will punish myself for three cups first.

When Feng Sheng left the Yanyun Division Office, it was already quiet at night.

She drank too much, and Lu Ziyue kept looking for her to drink, and it took her a lot of effort to get rid of his entanglement.This person does not mean anything else, just a wine lunatic.

Daoqi was waiting for her outside in a carriage, and Feng Sheng got into the car, leaning on a cushion and rubbing his forehead.

At this time, she felt wrong and there was still someone in the car.

It seems that King Wei was sitting there.

King Wei wore a stone-blue embroidered brocade with embroidered patterns, and embroidered complex patterns with gold thread on the placket and cuffs.A black hair was gathered around the top of the head and buckled with a white jade crown.

"Why are you here?!"

Feng Sheng looked around, only to find that she shouldn't ask Wei Wang, but Wei Wang asked her, because the carriage was obviously not hers.

"Fan Zijin's wedding, the king came to give gifts."

"Then why am I in your carriage?"

King Wei looked at her: "Then you have to ask yourself."

"Hey, no." Feng Sheng rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "Did your Highness see my carriage?"

"did not see it."

"Then let the driver stop, let me go down." As he said, Feng Sheng got up to lift the curtain and was grabbed by the king.

Feng Sheng looked back at him, he still didn't look at Feng Sheng, facing forward, his expression was indifferent.

"Since it's coming, Ben Wang will send you back."

"My driver will look for me."

"Ben Wang has ordered people to tell him."

When did this happen, how could she not know?However, it is clear that King Wei is not going to answer, and Feng Sheng can only sit down.

The carriage moved forward.

I have to admit that King Wei’s carriage was good. Anyway, Feng Sheng had no feeling of bumpy sitting. Unlike her one, she could only use various cushions to fill the carriage to relieve discomfort.

Not only is there no bumps, there is a small table next to the car wall, where the stove and the objects for making tea are placed on the small table. I don’t know the principle. These things are still on the table.

"Tea." King Wei pointed to her, and Feng Sheng knew that the tea was for her.

She took a sip and tried to speak, but she didn't know what to say, but she felt weird if she didn't speak.

"Since your Highness is here to give a gift, why didn't you go in? It's a happy event, and it can also be a glass of joy."

"There are people in this king who don't want to see."

Feng Sheng yelled, and he didn't speak.

The silence continued, and she suddenly thought of something, saying, "I changed places to live, the driver..."

"he knows."

How did the driver know?

However, Feng Sheng didn't ask uninterestingly. In fact, she knew that Wei Wei had an unusual concern for her. He knew many things about her, and she was so numb that she was so magical.

"What do you want the salt merchant's books to do?" King Wei took the tea and sipped.

This question asked Feng Sheng not to know how to answer.

Just as she was still thinking about wording, King Wei said again: "It is enough to stop doing things that should not be done."

"What's not to do?"

King Wei put down the teacup and leaned back, his eyes meaning long: "I thought you understood."

"His Royal Highness, don't think about it, this is just a handle for their sincerity. After all, they still tried every means to want my life, how can I know if they are genuine or hypocritical."

How bad this excuse is, Feng Sheng himself doesn't want to think carefully, but for a moment, she can only think of such an excuse.

"Ben Wang is going back to Beijing, and may come back after a while." Wei Wang said suddenly.

Feng Sheng looked up at him, a little embarrassed.

He returned to Beijing and told her what to do.

"I wish King Wei the best of luck next season."

"Remember the words of this king, don't do what you shouldn't do, hit the stone with an egg, something a fool would do."

Feng Sheng smiled.

At this time, the carriage stopped.

She lifted the car curtain and looked out, and saw where she lived.

"His Royal Highness, I'm here, and there will be a time in the future." Then, without waiting for King Wei to speak, she jumped out of the car at a speed like escape.

Wei Wang laughed, knocked on the car wall, and the carriage quickly left here.

Feng Sheng, who was standing at the door, was relieved. After the king's carriage went away, he discovered that Daoqi was driving the carriage and followed him.

"Master, are you okay?" Daoqi asked to jump off the carriage.

"It's okay, go in."

On the other side, De Cai, disguised as a driver, asked, "His Royal Highness, when will we set off?"

"Tomorrow." After a pause, King Wei said again: "You stay and look at her."

Decai hesitated and said, "Yes."

This is him. If it's Dewan, he probably has to ask another 10,000 sentences.