Sun Qinghua crawled in from the outside.

Zong Yue sat high in the first place, dressed in a dark blue brocade robe, holding a tureen, his expression was indifferent, and he returned to his usual expressionless appearance, as if the anger just now was a mirage.

Sun Qinghua prostrated himself on the ground, and said: "Your Highness, please forgive me. There are thousands of mistakes, and it's all the fault of the Fang family. She deliberately set up a trap, just to get the letter of resignation and leave the Sun family. said."

"She deliberately set up a situation because she wanted to leave the Sun family?"

"This girl learned that His Highness lived in Banyan Garden, so she went to Linbixuan to copy Buddhist scriptures in the name of praying for the official's mother. In fact, she wanted to seduce His Highness, so she got the book and left the Sun's house smoothly..."

Dewang scolded: "Master Sun, do you think we are all fools? How could she, a housewife, know the identity of His Highness? If you didn't say it, she would know? And the scriptures were presented by you, right?" ? In front of His Highness, you are still lying, I think you don't want to be an official."

Originally, Sun Qinghua had the intention of covering up his embarrassment, but being so frightened, he naturally threw his brains out.

From the time when he and the old lady started to cling to each other, to when the old lady wanted to take the opportunity to drive Fang Fengsheng away, and then changed her mind temporarily, and Fang Fengsheng planned to use Zong Yue, which provoked him to go away in a rage, and threatened the Sun family. He Lishu let her go.

"She did all this just to leave the Sun family?"

"Your Highness, everything I said is true. After her father's accident, Fang fell seriously ill, and her temperament changed drastically after recovering from the illness. I heard from my subordinates that she told her confidant girls more than once that she wanted to leave her grandson." The family will avenge her father by reversing the case. Your Highness, I really dare not lie to you. She got the book and left the Sun's house. The speed of her departure is unbelievable. This shows that she had expected today Everything that will happen has been prepared in advance, and this matter cannot be faked."

"Be prepared in advance?" Zong Yue asked in an unclear manner.

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Okay, you go down."

Sun Qinghua got up from the ground as if he had been pardoned, wiped his sweat and went down.

…

The hall was very quiet.

Zong Yue's face was dark and inexplicable, and Dewang was crying and mourning, screaming in his heart.

The master has always been proud and arrogant. He has never suffered such a loss. Even if this woman's surname is Fang, no one can save her this time. But he didn't call out for the woman surnamed Fang, but himself. Dewang had a premonition that his life would not be easy recently.

"Let people go to the city gate to look for it, and bring it back when they find it."

"Yes."

In the carriage, Fang Fengsheng was asking Zhichun and Zhiqiu to help her change clothes.

I changed my clothes and combed my hair again.

Not long after, a young master Pian Pianjia appeared in front of people.

It's just a little thinner, but it's hard to hide its outstanding demeanor.

"I still need a fan."

Zhiqiu took out a folding fan with a smile and handed it to Fang Fengsheng.

The folding fan is already a bit old, the fan bone is made of agarwood, because it has been squeezed and wiped by hands all the year round, there is a layer of smooth and thick patina on it. The fan is made of rice paper, on the front is a picture of elegant bamboo, and on the back are two lines of characters written - Xiantian is not against the sky, acquired is the time of heaven.

The inscription is Fengfu layman.

Fengfu is Fang Fengsheng's character, and it is also the name she used to walk outside. This folding fan was made by herself when she had nothing to do. She used it for many years, and then she threw it away. Unexpectedly, Zhiqiu kept it for her.

Looking at the fan, Feng Sheng sighed a little.

With a slight flick of her wrist, the fan was scattered, fanned, and then put away again. The fan bone is very smooth, without any stiffness, obviously it has been carefully maintained on weekdays.

"You guys have a heart."

"Although the young master threw it away, the servant girl thought that the young master would need to use it one day, so she secretly picked it up and added some oil every few days as before." Zhiqiu said.

"I haven't said it yet, you have worked hard for the past two years."

When Fang Fengsheng entered the Sun's family, Zhiqiu did not follow in as a dowry girl, but entered the Sun's residence through other means. The purpose is for Fang Fengsheng to have one more source of information besides Wenqiu Hall. This Zhiqiu is also clever, and unexpectedly sneaked into Wang Yueer's side.

In the past two years, Wang Yue'er has deliberately targeted Fang Fengsheng, but unfortunately he has an ear **** by his side, so he never succeeded. This time Feng Sheng was able to leave Sun's residence smoothly, thanks to Wang Yue'er's catalysis.

"Slaves don't work hard, for the sake of the young master, let the servants do whatever they want."

Feng Sheng rubbed Zhiqiu's little head as before, and the clever and lively servant girl suddenly blushed as if she had applied rouge.

"Okay, don't delay, you all change your clothes."

Outside the car, Uncle Yu, who was driving the car, asked, "Master, where are we going now? It's getting late now, why don't we find a place to rest?"

"Don't delay, go out of the city directly. Tell Wang Er to let them leave for a day, and we will wait for them outside the city."

Uncle Yu didn't ask any more questions, and drove out of the city gate.

When he reached the city gate, he finally understood what Fang Fengsheng meant.

Because there were some more people at the city gate, and they looked like ordinary people dressed up, but the guards guarding the city gate treated them respectfully.

These people stood on both sides of the city gate, their gazes focused on the people leaving the city, as if they were looking for someone.

Seeing that there was a carriage in their group, the leader gave a wink to the guard, and the guard came forward with several people to stop the carriage.

"My lord, this is—" Uncle Yu, who was dressed as a coachman, asked.

"Who's in the car?"

At this time, the car curtain moved.

First, a folding fan was exposed, and then the car curtain was raised, revealing a suave scholar holding a folding fan.

"What happened?"

"Several officials stopped the car suddenly, and the little one didn't know it." Uncle Yu said.

Feng Sheng spread the fan with a familiar gesture, and shook it: "Who are you looking for? There are only two bookboys and me in this car."

The head guard cast a wink at the person beside him, who shook his head, and the gate guard waved his hand, signaling that it was time to pass.

"Master, who are these people?" Zhichun asked after the carriage left the city gate.

"Did you forget someone I offended, Master?"

Thinking of the identity of that certain person, Zhichun shrank her neck and stopped talking.

…

After guarding the city gate for three consecutive days, Fang Fengsheng and his party were not found.

After receiving the news, Zong Yue said calmly: "Come on, there is no need to guard anymore, she probably has left Shaoxing City."

"Then..."

Zong Yue did not speak, and entered the inner room.

After three days of driving, Fang Fengsheng and his party finally arrived in Yuyao.

Everything here is so familiar and strange, but Fang Fengsheng didn't care about remembering it, so he went to the south of the city first.

Walking through an archway, it is the gathering place of the Fang clan.

The people living here are all surnamed Fang, and some of them have been out of fifth clothes. The closer they are to Fang's ancestral house, the higher their status in the clan.

The Fang family's ancestral house is not eye-catching, but it is an old house with three courtyards that has been around for a long time.

The carriage stopped in front of the gate of the ancestral house, Fang Fengsheng got off the carriage and knocked on the corner door.

The door creaked and opened from the inside.

"You are...Fengfu, no, Fengsheng?" The old man who opened the door was an old man in Fang's house. He had been a servant of Fang's family all his life and guarded the door all his life, so he recognized Fang Fengsheng in an instant.

"Feng Sheng, why are you back? You—"

"Uncle Liu, I want to meet my second uncle."

"Oh, you child..." Uncle Liu sighed and gave way in: "You guys come in first, don't let anyone see you, you don't know that ever since something happened to your father, the clan has restricted everyone to live in secluded places for fear of causing trouble. Let's report to the second old man."

Uncle Liu left in a hurry, Feng Sheng walked in slowly with Zhichun and others. Obviously it's only been two years, but it seems like a lifetime, Feng Sheng's gaze is particularly emotional.

There was a sound of footsteps, and it was a woman in a purple gown, bringing two maids with her.

She is obese and fat, with a face like a silver plate, but with willow-leaf eyebrows and a small cherry mouth, and a head full of pearls and emeralds, it makes people feel weird.

This person is Mrs. Liu, and also Fang Fengsheng's third aunt.

"Why are you back? What are you doing?"

"Why can't I come back? This is my home." Feng Sheng looked at her and said.

"This is not your family anymore. Several clan elders in the clan said that your father committed perverse acts and committed such a serious crime as ransacking the house and beheading. In order not to implicate the clan members, several clan elders have removed your father from the genealogy. Your father's position as patriarch has also changed. Feng Sheng, don't say that Aunt Santang speaks badly, you have to consider our difficulties, you should go quickly, don't implicate others."

"The imperial court has closed the case, and the case has not been investigated by the Fang family. How can there be any involvement?"

"I won't tell you, what do you know about movies, you little girl, anyway, hurry up and leave!"

Feng Sheng's eyes fell on Mrs. Liu's head: "Aunt Santang, if I'm not mistaken, the jewelry on your head belongs to my mother."

Liu patted her head subconsciously, her eyes flickering: "What the hell, this is obviously mine. Are you going to leave or not? If you don't, I'll call someone to chase them away!"

Zhichun said angrily: "Third wife, even if something happens to my master, you will be bullying too much."

"Why am I bullying so much?"

"shut up!"

It was Fang Cang, Liu's father-in-law, and Fang Fengsheng's second uncle.

Fang Cang looked at Feng Sheng, sighed heavily: "Come in and talk."

Several people went to sit down in the hall.

Fang Cang is in his sixtieth year, with gray hair and beard, wearing a dark green straight gown, he looks like a very serious and rigid old man. Sitting below him was a man in his forties, who was his eldest son, Fang Muran.

Fang Muran had a square face and thick eyebrows, and was as serious and reserved as his father. Sitting there, his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he had infinite thoughts on his mind.

"I guess you'll be back sooner or later."

Fang Fengsheng smiled and said: "Second Uncle, I am not doing anything else when I come back this trip, I just want to ask the clan if my father can be allowed to enter the ancestral grave?"

"This-"

"Can't you?"

Fang Muran sighed, and said: "Girl Fengsheng, although I am not as well-informed as your father, our Fang family is also a family that specializes in assisting officials and officials, and we can get some news from all sides. Afterwards, we didn't do nothing, but now everyone who is involved is panicking, and everyone who is not involved is silent. The two Huaihuai salt transportation envoys are too involved. There are several governors, governors, and prefects in Yangzhou alone. These top officials in the DPRK are all in danger, let alone us."

"That means my father can't be allowed to enter the ancestral grave?"

Fang Cang said: "Your father has been expelled from the clan, and there is no reason to re-enter the ancestral grave. Girl Fengsheng, I know you are unwilling, but you have to understand the difficulties of the clan. After a while, things will fade... "

"Okay, I understand. One more thing. I just saw some jewelry of my mother on Aunt Santang. Although my father is no longer the head of the Fang family and the ancestral house has been taken back by the clan, the jewelry It is my mother's personal property, can it be returned?"

Hearing this, Fang Cang first showed embarrassment, then flew into a rage, and shouted to the door: "What did I say? No one is allowed to touch the things in the Haolin Academy. Who will let this foolish woman like Mrs. Liu move?" What's in it?"

A man dressed as a servant hurried in: "Master, we have passed on your words, and we don't know how the third wife..."

Feng Sheng interrupted: "Okay, second uncle don't need to be upset, I only took away my mother's jewelry, the other old things are temporarily placed in Haolin Courtyard, I hope second uncle can help keep them, when I settle down, I will order someone to come back to pick them up "Zhichun, you go along and get back my mother's jewelry."

"Yes, master."

Not long after, Zhichun came back with a box in his arms.

Fang Fengsheng stood up and said, "Fengsheng still has something to do, so I won't stay any longer."

She had just turned around when she was stopped by Fang Cang with a complex expression: "Girl Fengsheng, you were also raised by my second uncle. From what my second uncle said, even though you are your father's only heir, you are a woman after all. You are married, don't do stupid things, go back to your husband's house and live your life."

"Thank you second uncle for your concern, Feng Sheng knows what to do."

…

After Fang Fengsheng left, Fang Muran asked, "Father, what do you think she is planning to do?"

"You didn't notice her outfit?"

"But she is a woman after all, what can she do?"

Fang Cang didn't speak, looking at Fang Fengsheng's slender back going away with deep eyes,

In a trance, he seemed to see the wanton young man back then.

Once, he thought that it would be great if the boy was a boy, and maybe he could once again glorify the Fang family's family, but it's a pity that his imagination is nothing but imagination after all.

"I don't know what she wants to do, maybe she can do what we want to do but can't." Fang Cang sighed and stood up: "Okay, let's not talk about it, and still restrain the clansmen to live in seclusion. After a while, let’s talk about other things.”

"Yes."

The barren grass is luxuriant, and there is a pile of loess.

There is not even a stele. This is Fang Yan's tomb. If Uncle Yu hadn't marked it, most people wouldn't be able to find it.

"Father, I've come to see you. This is your favorite wine." Fang Fengsheng knelt in front of the grave and spilled the wine in his glass on the ground.

"I'm sorry, but my daughter still disappointed you. You hoped that my husband and I would be on the same page. Unfortunately, my nature is stubborn. You didn't let Uncle Yu tell me, but he still told me... Don't blame him, you know my temper, I am If I want to know, I will know. Similarly, if I want to do, I will do it..."

After the three cups were spilled, Feng Sheng changed his knees to sit on the floor, poured himself a drink with the jug, and talked to Fang Yan who was underground from time to time.

Not far away, Zhichun and Zhiqiu looked here with worried eyes.

Uncle Yu was very depressed, sitting on a big rock, looking at the distant sky.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and a red glow rose in the distance, covering everyone in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Fang Fengsheng stood up: "Father, I should go. Don't worry, even if you go to the poor and fall to the underworld, I will wash away the stigma on your body. When that time comes, I will definitely come to erect a monument for you, so that you will be able to live forever." You are entering the Fang family's ancestral grave dignifiedly."

"You wait, this day will not be too far away."

The author has something to say: Alright, this small volume is over, and the next volume will start with the heroine showing her grand plans.

I read in the comments that some people wondered why the heroine was asked to marry once, and it took a lot of effort to reconcile with each other. These can be skipped. In fact, how to put it, this is a process for the heroine to break out of the cocoon and transform into a butterfly. I think the heroine can only be truly reborn after going through these.

After all, she is a woman, that society is not a modern society, there are too many restraints on women, all-round pressure from top to bottom 360° without dead ends. No matter how talented she is, she is outstanding, she is wise, she is close to a monster, she is a woman after all, all her self-confidence comes from her father's bottomless doting, the foundation of this self-confidence is not firm, and it is pinned on others. When one day this bottomless doting disappeared and became a force that forced her to return to the right path, her three-view world completely collapsed.

The rebuilding of the world requires a process, time, opportunity, and motivation. I have always felt that only when you walk in and then come out can you be truly fearless.

This is the first time for Mianmian to write about women disguising themselves as men (not counting the time of Zhao’er). The “women disguising men” I imagined is not only about appearance, but also about mentality. Even if you take off this layer of skin in the future, you will be truly fearless. Instead of wearing this skin, you can still be calm, but in fact, you are afraid of what you will do without this layer of skin.

I have said so much miscellaneously, and I don't know if everyone can understand it. There is one more sad thing to say, there is no update today on Liaohuo, yes, I am stuck at the end, let me follow my train of thought.