Chapter 1343 Xiaofeng's Ghost Painting Talisman

"Uncle Zhixia, you have to help me figure out a way, you watched me grow up, you really can't leave me alone!"

"Do you think there is any way for me to go to Xinghua Village without being punished by the emperor?"

"If I told Uncle Huang directly, he would definitely not agree. Every time I wrote to Xinghua Village before, I had to mention that I wanted to go to Xinghua Village. Uncle Huang never agreed."

After the morning court that day, Feng Mohan hid all the government documents and pestered Liu Zhixia to chatter.

If you don't give a charter today, don't want to come up with a solution, everyone should not try to get busy with business.

Liu Zhixia got a headache from being entangled, the dignified emperor's temper was really naive, didn't he feel it himself?

"Your Majesty, there is no way." After giving the answer again, Liu Zhixia got up and wanted to leave.

Anyway, staying here can't do anything, the emperor hid all the copywriting memorials and so on. Since he can't handle government affairs normally, it's better to go home and accompany Yuzheng and Maodou.

"Uncle Zhixia, don't leave yet! We haven't finished talking yet!" Feng Mohan rushed to hold him down.

Liu Zhixia's face began to turn black, and she tried her best to lift the person who was pressing on her, and gritted her teeth, "If you want to freely enter and leave the palace, there is one way, and there is only one way. After giving birth to an heir, you can go wherever you want OK!"

"..."

"The beautiful girl who was drafted into the palace in March, I heard that she has not been summoned to serve as a servant. Your Majesty, as long as you don't slack off, your heir will be around the corner. Good, good, hard, hard!"

Taking advantage of the little emperor's froze, Liu Zhixia was finally able to escape.

And the little emperor in the imperial study room took a long time to recover his expression, and grabbed the skirt of the eunuch beside him with one hand, "How does Master Liu know that I haven't summoned the new female maid to sleep? You said it?"

"Your Majesty has wronged you, Your Majesty! This slave treats His Majesty..."

This time Xiao Banzi was kicked out by Feng Mohan before he finished speaking, "Put it in front of me? Who else could it be if it wasn't you? Get lost!"

Xiaobanzi, "..." This time he was really wronged, it really wasn't him who said it!

Although the prince has left the capital, there are quite a few eyeliners left inside and outside the palace. What can the emperor do to hide it from the prince's eyes?

Knowing that it was the eyeliner who informed him, but still wronging him, the emperor is picking up soft persimmons!

Feeling uneasy, Xiaobanzi became bolder, "So why don't you call the rookie maid to bed? You sabotage!"

After speaking, the person slipped out like the wind, not daring to stop.

Feng Mohan was so angry that he fell on his back.

You fat little eunuch! Dare to say that he is sabotage? !

Co-authoring means that in the eyes of a little eunuch, he is also a stallion serving the huge harem? right?

right!

Weary, he threw himself into the armchair, and Feng Mohan stared blankly at the beams of the carved beams and paintings on the roof.

Everywhere here is magnificent, and some people even spent their entire lives trying to enter this place, and their heads were broken and their families were destroyed.

But he stayed here, but he felt that this place that everyone yearned for was more like a cage.

Others see him as the master here.

He sees himself as a slave here.

Rubbing the somewhat red eye sockets, forcefully suppressing the grievances welling up from his eyes, Feng Mohan grabbed a pen and paper, and wrote and drew on it.

His emotions reached a critical point inexplicably, so much so that he couldn't understand what he drew and wrote in the end.

"Come here, pass this to Xinghua Village."

A ghost drawing talisman made the emperor's brain burn.

Let him not hurt him at all, hum.

...

It was May when Feng Qingbai got the ghost painting talisman.

At that time, after dinner, the whole family was sitting in the yard enjoying the last ray of sunset in the sky.

Talking and laughing, it was extremely lively.

Liu Yusheng was sitting next to Feng Qingbai, watching him open the letter. After the letter was unfolded, she twitched the corner of her mouth, "This painting is really abstract."

"Yeah." Feng Qingbai finished reading the letter and shredded it into pieces, "The kid is having a temper tantrum."

"Having a temper? Do you understand?" Liu Yusheng was astonished, convinced of the man.

Even if she practiced for another round, she still couldn't reach the height of Feng Qingbai.

That's not the human brain, that's the intellectual brain.

"Why did you destroy it after reading it, anyway, let us see what Xiaofeng said!" Qian Wanjin stretched his neck long, just to glance at the content of the letter, eight hexagrams, but he just glanced at a point , the letter paper shredded into slag.

"That's right, grandparents haven't read it yet. Didn't Xiaofeng's letter mention family members?"

"It's as if something confidential is written in the letter. The people sitting here are all from our own family. Feng Qingbai, you're out of touch like this."

Whenever an opportunity is found, the trio will never let go of an opportunity that might be a trap.

Just like now, spare no effort to sow discord.

Feng Qingbai swept a few people lightly, "Let me show you, can you understand?"

"We haven't read it yet, how do you know we can't read it!"

"Feng Mohan wrote in his letter that he misses his great-grandfather and grandma, and he also misses a few grandparents. He has nothing important to do in Beijing right now, so he wants to come over for a few days to relax." Feng Qingbai said this to his family first. One elder said, and then turned to the other three, "You were not mentioned in the letter, and Er Que is rarely mentioned in royal letters."

One sentence stabbed the hornet's nest, the little horse fell to the ground, and the four of them threw themselves into a ball, and gunpowder smoke rose everywhere.

The rest of the people were extremely calm about this scene. After watching too much, they couldn't even pretend to be frightened. Anyway, there will always be only one final result.

In terms of force value, the only one in the entire compound who can barely stand shoulder to shoulder with Feng Qingbai is Qin Xiao. And Qin Xiao is getting older, he doesn't like fighting anymore, and he is about to become a father when he is old, so he is more self-cultivating.

Fighting and killing is the business of young people, and he doesn't get involved.

"Ah Xiu, Xiao Feng'er is coming, do you agree or not?" Mrs. Liu asked hastily, remembering the most important point.

"Things have been arranged over there, it doesn't hurt to leave for a few days." During the fight, the man in the hustle and bustle still had time to reply, which showed that he was at ease.

After getting a definite answer, Mrs. Liu beamed with joy, "Oh, it would be nice if Xiao Feng'er could come back and take a look. The old lady hasn't seen him for a long time, and I don't know if he has grown taller or gained weight. "

"Mother, Axiu hasn't replied yet. It will take more than half a month for the letters to come back and forth. Even if Xiao Feng'er comes, it will be at least the middle of June and the end of June. Don't worry, there is plenty of time to prepare." Liu Please calm down a little bit, seeing that the old lady is about to get up and prepare for tidying up the room, she hastily called someone to stop her.

"Your mother is impatient, she said that the wind is the rain, and she hasn't changed it for decades." The old man laughed and complained, and then said, "Fortunately, the yard has been expanded again. If Xiaofeng really comes, there will be no shortage of places to live. , not busy, just come out of the whole room when the time is almost up."

The topic suddenly turned to Feng Mohan, and the whole family sighed.