Extra Story: Feng Zhen (Current Life Chapter)

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On the outskirts of the capital, above the official road.

The young man in the blue shirt rode on a steed and looked at the towering high wall looming on the horizon in the distance, his eyes could not help but brighten up a bit.

"Mr. Toyoro, it's windy outside right now, you might as well take a rest in the carriage."

The curtain of the carriage not far away was raised, revealing a small and delicate face with a few freckles on the cheeks, but it was even more lovely and lively.

The girl's invitation made the young man in the blue shirt show a trance expression, which soon turned into embarrassment.

He politely declined, and couldn't help driving the horse and avoided it a little.

Seeing this, the girl snorted coquettishly, her small mouth pursed slightly.

"Looks like a smart man, why is he so ignorant?"

The young man in blue shirt had good eyes and ears, and the sound of the wheels was not too loud. Naturally, he didn't miss the girl's complaints, and his expression became even more embarrassing.

At this time, the young man who was traveling with him rode forward and joked in a low voice, "Brother Rong Li is really boring, the lady is interested in you. You are better - the goddess has a dream, and the king has no heart - that lady The daughter of a wealthy businessman in Xunzhou, her father has a lot of money, and her business seems to be quite big. If you marry her, nothing else, you will be able to live on mountains of gold and silver for the rest of your life—"

The blue-shirted youth glared angrily, but his eyes were very good, and he couldn't feel the slightest disgust even if he stared at him.

"You like to provoke me, don't get involved with me."

The companion smiled and said, "If I have the face and talent like brother Rongli, I will naturally come to try my luck and see if I can become a son-in-law or something. It's a pity that the skin given by my parents has already been fixed, and people don't look down on me." Brother this elm head."

The blue shirt youth sighed helplessly.

Seeing this, you can probably guess who he is.

It was Feng Yi, Feng Rongli, the eldest son of Feng Zhen's family who had been transferred back to Beijing because of the outstanding political performance in the local area.

It's just that his luck was not very good. He was accidentally separated from his servants on the road, and he didn't bring much with him. Fortunately, he ran into this young man who was traveling with him—a knight-errant who said he wanted to use his sword to punish rape and eliminate evil. The other party took a ride with him.

This fellow ranger is warm-hearted,

The only flaw is that he likes colors, and he can mess with flowers and grass endlessly.

However, to the despair of Fengyi and her companions, all the flowers and plants they attracted finally focused on Fengyi.

No matter how Fengyi said that she had a marriage contract and had a fiancée at home, it still couldn't stop her luck.

The exuberant peach blossoms made Fengyi a little trembling.

His companions laughed at him for being timid, how could a big man scare some women who offered to send him to his door?

Feng Yi could only smile wryly, "What do you know?"

How can he tell his companion that half a year ago, his fiancée mailed him a letter home with a romance story book with seemingly twists and turns—oh, the author is Zai Chi layman, who has become more and more active in the heart of young girls these days—the total amount of this book is only With more than 30,000 characters, it tells the story of a high-ranking girl who is an unmarried man after seven exams, and finally everyone is happy to marry and enter the bridal chamber——

To put it more plainly, this is the woman playing tricks on the man, one set after another, Feng Yi couldn't help but sweat for the man. What worried him the most was that there was a small note in the family letter, and Chang Sheng asked him if he wanted to do the same.

With such a sentence, Fengyi began to worry from the moment she set out on the road.

I was afraid that I would run into Miss Bao, the inn's one-stop service provider, Xiao Baihua, who was sold on the street to bury her father, and the poor maid who was abused by the master...

Of course, after traveling so long, Fengyi has never encountered any of these routines.

Just because he hasn't met doesn't mean he's safe.

Especially when the rangers in the same company are very fond of flirting, Fengyi always tenses up.

"Oh, you're such a boring man."

Feng Yi frowned and said, "A gentleman should keep himself clean."

The companion laughed, "OK, OK, you are a gentleman, I just want to be a prodigal."

Feng Yi frowned again, but said nothing.

When she was about to enter the city, Feng Yi politely rejected the overtures of the rich businessman and his daughter, wishing she could fly to the mansion.

"You really refused?" the companion said, "I can see that the father and daughter really appreciate you."

According to what the wealthy businessman revealed a few days ago, Dayou Fengyi agreed to marry his daughter, and he prepared a dowry of tens of thousands of guan for his daughter.

Feng Yi is a scholar, with extraordinary conversation and elegant temperament, but his clothes are a bit plain, so he should be from a bad background.

If you marry the daughter of a wealthy businessman, you will at least have financial support whether you are studying or becoming an official in the future.

Fengyi said helplessly, "I already have a fiancée at home."

companion:"???"

Do you really have a fiancee?

He thought that Fengyi just made excuses to prevaricate others.

Strictly speaking, today is Fengyi's first time in Beijing, so he can only follow the address given by his home to find it.

After asking a lot of people, they found out the location of Fengfu.

The companion asked, "The relative you rely on works in a big family?"

When he picked up Fengyi, the latter looked calm, but couldn't hide his embarrassment. He only reported that his relatives were in the capital, and he was going to seek refuge with relatives. I thought that Fengyi's relatives were doing small businesses in Beijing, but I didn't expect that they were serving big families.

While speaking, Feng Yi had already seen the plaque on the mansion.

Leading the steed forward, the companion asked him again, "Let's run straight to the gate of the house—will we be beaten?"

Where is the main entrance of the high official's mansion that can be approached at will?

Feng Yi said, "No problem, my family."

companion:"???"

Coincidentally, there was a carriage parked in front of the Feng Mansion, the curtain was lifted, and a woman in a blue skirt and an unmarried bun came out.

The maid held an umbrella for her, and the servants all lowered their heads, not daring to look at her face.

After several years, Fengyi recognized the woman's identity at a glance.

"Longevity?"

The woman paused as she stepped up the steps, and turned her head to look over.

"Brother Rong, Rong Li?"

She seemed to want to run over, but she restrained herself as soon as she stepped forward, but her eyes sparkled with excitement.

Fengyi also stepped forward in three steps and two steps forward, unable to restrain the desire to hug her, and finally restrained the urge.

"Changsheng, I'm back."

The two looked at each other for a long time, until a childish cough broke the ambiguity surging under the calm surface.

Fengyi lowered her head, and saw a chubby boy with a pink face standing at Changsheng's feet.

"Changsheng, who is this future brother-in-law?"

Changsheng: "???"

Feng Yi thought this little boy was Feng Jin's youngest son, and it was in line with his age.

Chang Sheng said, "It's not my little brother, it's—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the little chubby dun'er stretching out his fat claws at Fengyi, and softly called, "Brother!"

Fengyi: "???"

Chang Sheng said helplessly, "This is Feng You, your second brother!"

As punishment for admitting her wrong brother, Fengyi could only smile wryly and hug her heavy brother away. At this time, the fellow rangers knew that Fengyi was actually the son of a high-ranking official in the dynasty—if he didn’t get along well outside, he could only go home and inherit Lao Tzu’s family business—a standard official second generation!

When Fengyi returned, the family's suspenseful hearts were finally settled.

After eating the welcome feast, Feng Zhen looked at the eldest son who had finally grown up with satisfaction, his eyes were shining a little bit.

Back in the room, he took out an almanac from under the pillow and read it slowly with the lamp on.

"What are you looking for?"

After Wan Xiu'er checked the account book, she found that her husband was still reading the almanac.

Feng Zhen said, "Looking at the auspicious day of the zodiac, the time should be fixed. I will go to Feng Huaiyu to discuss it tomorrow, and the two families will finish the marriage as soon as possible. If it continues, the child of Changsheng will go to work outside again. The two young When will things be done? Yo, I'm anxious."

Wan Xiuer: "..."

She felt that Fengzhen became more and more confused as he got older.

"Didn't Your Majesty say that he would marry the two children? The auspicious day is naturally given by the palace. What are you mixing?"

There was a snap.

The almanac in Fengzhen's hand fell on his crossed legs, with a pitiful look of broken heart.

Wan Xiuer rolled her eyes and said, "Which marriage was not prepared a year and a half in advance? If you really let you do it, you would have offended your in-laws."

Fengzhen: "..."

Wan Xiuer took out a booklet from nowhere and threw it to Fengzhen.

She sent someone to get the big and valuable items that should be prepared in advance.

What else would Feng Zhen do besides picking a useless auspicious day with a brochure?

He was unreliable when he was young, and he was still at a loss as to whether he should hold a wedding for his son.

Fengyi has been able to grow steadily and still not crooked until now, this is definitely thanks to the protection of the late Mrs. Zhengtou in the underworld.

Your majesty has made it perfect by bestowing a marriage.

As for the dowry, his wife, Wan Xiu'er, has completed the arrangements.

The groom, the son looks like a juicy man, and he looks like a jade tree in the wind when he puts on a dress.

The bride, whose son had kidnapped one since he was a child, is also the most prestigious daughter in this generation besides the two Highnesses.

There was no room for Fengzhen to intervene in the wedding banquet.

Time flies, the only thing Fengzhen can do is to drink two more glasses of wine, and she is moved to tears.

Feng Jin was the one marrying his daughter, he looked at Feng Zhen and his face was particularly gloomy.

He didn't feel very sad when he married his daughter, so why did Fengzhen cry first?

If his wife Wei Jingxian hadn't stopped him, Feng Jin would have wanted to talk to Feng Zhen about it.

What are you crying for?

Is this dissatisfaction with his daughter?

Feeling ashamed, Wan Xiu'er said in a low voice, "Why are you crying? It's for nothing that your in-laws and colleagues saw the joke."

Feng Zhen said, "When I think that Rong Li is going to marry off, I feel uncomfortable and panic."

Wan Xiuer: "???"

"No, I mean that Rong Li finally got married and started a business. My old father feels relieved and emotional. Back then—he was just such a small ball." Feng Zhen immediately changed his words, pitifully gesticulating how small a "small ball" is, and said with emotion "When Rong Li was held in my arms by the midwife, she cried weaker than a cat. At that time, I thought the child would be lost—in the blink of an eye, more than twenty years have passed, and Rong Li is married. Maybe He will be a father in the coming year, thinking about it, I have mixed feelings for my husband, I can't help but want to cry—"

Fengzhen has a good capacity for alcohol, he usually doesn't say that he won't get drunk after a thousand cups, and he won't blush after drinking one or two jars of wine.

Today, for some reason, I couldn't help but feel sour after drinking two glasses of wine.

Obviously it was his son who got married, but he had the illusion of marrying his daughter, and that kind of regretful but perfect contradiction filled his heart.

Fengzhen felt even more sad when he thought of his youngest son coming back after more than ten years.

He especially needed to suck his little chubby son to take a breath.

"Where did Feng You go?"

Come, give him a hug.

Comfort the heart of the wounded old father.

In this regard, Fengyou expressed his refusal.

How can His Highness Yan be better than an old father who is indifferent.

"Is this considered complete?"

Hearing the sound of the wedding banquet behind him, Jiang Pengji, who was disguised, couldn't help feeling emotional.

Wei Ci thought about Feng Zhen's loss of composure, and said with a smile, "Well, it's consummated."

People like the full moon, but there are countless victories.

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