Chapter 184 Volume B has no intention of fighting for spring, and everyone is jealous

Looking at Wang Xifeng's whole body with a half-smile, Feng Ziying said slowly: "I didn't expect the second sister-in-law to know the situation of our Feng family so carefully, but this matter of money is not three to five hundred taels of silver. Well, if it's three to five hundred taels, I'll have to make the decision for my aunt. I think the second sister-in-law's loan is probably tens of thousands taels, right? Do you think my aunt dares to lend it out without going through my mother? I don't have that much respect for my little brother. ah."

What Feng Ziying said makes sense. Besides, he is well-known now, but when it comes to money matters, he is still a child, and I am afraid it is not his turn to make the decision on these matters at home.

And how can an aunt make the decision on a matter worth tens of thousands of taels?

Thinking about it, if it were in the Jia Mansion, let alone tens of thousands of taels of silver, I'm afraid it wouldn't be Aunt Zhao's turn to make the decision even if it was a few hundred taels of silver.

Even if she, Wang Xifeng, wanted to use tens of thousands of taels of silver from the official family, she would still have to report it to her aunt. If she misappropriated it privately, she might be able to get away with it for a month or two. After a long time, she would have to have an explanation.

 And once the matter was leaked, not even her aunt could protect her. Because of this, she did not dare to take risks and had to find another way.

Wang Xifeng also didn't expect that Feng Dalang was so cunning and his words were impeccable, and she secretly hated him in her heart.

As far as she knows, Feng Dalang is the one who can speak in the Feng family. Feng Tang doesn't care about these things, and the elder Duan rarely interferes. Basically, the younger Duan makes the decision, even if such things are more important than the elder Duan. , but as long as Xiao Duan agrees, there will basically be no problem.

 The little Duan loved Feng Ziying very much, almost like a biological son. As long as Feng Ziying spoke, there was basically no problem.

"Brother Keng, please don't be careless in front of your sister-in-law. She is very familiar with the situation of your Feng family. In name, your mother is the boss of your family, but your aunt is the one who makes the final decision on all matters. If you say Your aunt is determined to agree to my words, and it’s not easy for my sister-in-law to ask her, just one sentence, do you agree or not?"

Seeing the other person's eyes widening, his voluptuous body wrapped tightly under the chinchilla fur coat began to rise and fall rapidly again, his scarlet lips and silver teeth clenched, he was obviously a little angry.

Feng Ziying also felt a headache. He really didn't want to get involved in such things. He never wanted to help Jia Lian, but he also helped to cause trouble. It seemed that even if this business was money earned, Jia Lian probably wouldn't be able to get in on it. No matter how much, it has to go into this Feng Lazi's pocket.

"Second sister-in-law, are you trying to force others to make things difficult for you?" Feng Ziying was not in a hurry and said calmly: "You have difficulties, but whose family doesn't have difficulties? Besides, I also have good intentions in this business. I think Second Brother Lian I am a warm-hearted person who is willing to help others, so I am willing to team up with you. Why has it become my fault? Second sister-in-law thinks that we can't find anyone else to form a partnership? I'm afraid that Wang Shilang is the only one who can do this in the capital city. Is it going to work out?"

Wang Xifeng's face also turned red. She also knew that what she was doing was a bit unethical, but seeing that such a sum of money could not be earned in her own pocket, she felt very uncomfortable and had to get the money. Just come in your own arms.

 Feng Dalang didn't say anything to death, which means there's something going on.

 No matter what tricks you use, you have to get this thing done, even if it's a trick.

Anyway, she is a woman, and she doesn't care about face or shame in front of these big men, so Feng Dalang will not talk about such things.

 If you have face but no money, then you have lost all your li, so why do you still care about face?

“Brother Keng, you also know that it’s not easy for my sister-in-law to be in the house now, so just help her out. My sister-in-law will definitely remember your good deeds. If any good things happen to you in the future, your sister-in-law will definitely be rewarded.”

Wang Xifeng changed her expression again, smiled coquettishly, and even twisted her waist. Didn’t she know how lethal that coquettish and charming look was to people like herself?

Feng Ziying's heart beat wildly, she screamed loudly, and subconsciously looked away.

 No wonder Jia Rong was so fascinated by him that she didn't know why. Jia Rui (not Lao Rui) was even more willing to die for her. This ability to seduce people is probably something that Lin Yatou and Yun Shang will never learn in their lifetime.

It seemed that he also felt the lethality brought by his action. Seeing Feng Ziying's uncomfortable look, Wang Xifeng was even more secretly proud. He didn't expect that his charm could not even be resisted by a thirteen-year-old boy like Feng Dalang. This It made her even more confident about this matter.

“How about it, Brother Keng, would you like to help my sister-in-law with this? My sister-in-law is relying on you today. Wherever you go, my sister-in-law will have to rely on you.”

Feng Ziying feels that if she continues like this, she may either make a fool of herself or get into trouble. She is still a little too young, and if she wants to be shameless with such a married woman, you really can't do it.

Quickly handing over her hand, Feng Ziying stopped dragging her feet and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm convinced, your shameless ability really needs to be compared to others, I'm asking for trouble, but in front of you, it's only twenty thousand taels of silver, No more, everything must be done according to the rules, you can let Miss Ping'er do it, or you can go yourself, ask my aunt,..."

 After saying a few words, Feng Ziying turned around and left without any delay.

Wang Xifeng was the only one left standing there, looking at Feng Ziying’s back and giggling. Feng Dalang was really interesting.

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When the carriage returned to the mansion, Daiyu pulled Zicuckoo out of the car. When others were not paying attention, Daiyu winked at Zicuckoo, and then she took Tan Yatou's hand and walked inside.

Tanchun didn't realize why Sister Lin was so enthusiastic about him all of a sudden. He was a little flattered and quickly took Sister Lin's hand and walked in.

Zicuckoo waited until everyone was gone, then took two wooden clamps from the car and went straight back to the small courtyard.

After a while, Tan Yatou was finally knocked unconscious and sent back. Daiyu hurried back to her small courtyard and said, "Xueyan, close the door."

Going straight into his bedroom, he saw Zicuckoo sitting blankly on the brocade stool, motionless looking at the two wooden clamps propped up on the table.

These are two print frames made by Feng Ziying herself. They are actually made of four wooden strips combined with a wooden board using a mortise and tenon structure. The drawing paper is embedded in it, and then planted on the back of the wooden board to make a simple bracket.

　　 are two paintings.

After Feng Ziying finished painting the portrait based on her impressions in Linqing, she felt that it was not satisfactory enough, so after finishing the painting for Yun Shang, she again painted the portrait based on the day she saw Lin Yatou sitting alone in the Red Mansion in Jia's Mansion. He drew a picture of loneliness and independence.

"What's the matter, Zicuckoo?" Before she could see the two paintings, Daiyu was shocked when she saw Zicuckoo's dull look.

"It's nothing, miss. Look, this is a painting by Uncle Feng. It's so good. It's so good." Zicuckoo's words were full of an indescribable taste, emotion, feeling, sigh, and her eyes were filled with emotion. A bit confused.

If any man is willing to draw such a picture for himself, I'm afraid he will also be fascinated by it.

As soon as Daiyu's eyes fell on those two paintings, she fell deeply into them and couldn't extricate herself.

The first painting is based on Lin Daiyu's expression and dress when they first met in Linqing, but the background has changed and turned into a tree-lined path. Lin Daiyu is wandering alone on the path, a mixture of timidity and shyness. Her frightened expression came to life, and Daiyu seemed to have seen her true self that day.

A line of words written in charcoal on one side of the painting reads, "Wandering alone on the fragrant path in the small garden."

Daiyu naturally knew whose poem it was, Yan Shu's in the Northern Song Dynasty, but when it was used here, it made Daiyu feel a little more inexplicable and tender.

Difficultly, she moved her eyes to another painting, which made Daiyu even more difficult to extricate herself.

It was just that Daiyu was sitting alone on the brocade stool, wearing an embroidered jacket and a mantle draped sideways. Her eyes were warm and calm, but also a bit cold and independent, as if nothing around her could move her.

This painting almost touched her heart. Daiyu looked at this painting infatuatedly. Why does Brother Feng understand her so well?

There are still two sentences beside the portrait: "I have no intention of struggling for spring, but I will let everyone be jealous."

It was definitely not possible for Feng Ziying to write poems and lyrics by herself, but it was not difficult to find two lines of poetry that fit the occasion. After all, she was a university student, so she chose these two lines that are well-known in Northern Song Dynasty poetry to fit the occasion.

 He did not expect how lethal the combination of the two would be to a girl.

At this moment, the girl is almost drunk.

Seeing the young lady sitting on the brocade stool and looking blankly at the two paintings, silent and motionless for a long time, Zijuan was frightened. I am afraid that this painting is really magical. I saw it before Aren't you also fascinated by it? Now it's the lady's turn, not to mention, this was originally painted by Uncle Feng for the lady. No wonder the lady is so fascinated.

 But the young lady is already thin. If she does this, wouldn't something happen? She quickly whispered: "Miss, miss!"

"Ah?!" The girl finally woke up from her addiction. Zijuan breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to put away the painting. "Miss, I'd better put this painting away. You can take it out when you want to see it in the future." That’s fine,…”

"No, just put it here. I want to take a good look at it tonight." The girl stopped her quickly and carefully took the picture folder. She put it in front of her lovingly, her eyes fell on it and she couldn't leave it.

Zijuan sighed inwardly, Uncle Feng really hurt the young lady by doing this. After serving the young lady for so long, she knew the young lady's temperament very well. She was really stubborn. If Uncle Feng didn't marry her in the future. Miss, I'm afraid Miss only has..., thinking of this, Zicuckoo couldn't help but shuddered and didn't dare to think further.

 (End of this chapter)