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Chapter 1932: The overall situation of Ren Zijuan's se

Chapter 1932 Renzijuan Section, the overall situation, two sides of life

Feng Ziying's words such as "climbing into the ashes" and "Juhun's criticism" made Xiafei's cheeks angry. Wang Xifeng reached out and slapped Feng Ziying on the shoulder, "Where did you hear these dirty words? Why don't you return to the palace for more information?" What's more, I'm not afraid that the court will punish you and humiliate your reputation as Xiao Feng Xiu Zhuan!"

"Sister Feng, what you said is so funny. Wasn't this word invented just for people to say it?" Feng Ziying disagreed, "What I said about the palace was not just an empty lie. The stinky man corrupted the Tang Dynasty, buried the Song Dynasty, and corrupted the Yuan Dynasty. , which palace is not in chaos, Li Shimin accepts his daughter-in-law, Li Zhi accepts Wu Zhao, and Wu Zhao has countless faces, isn't it like this? There are countless praises in Qing history?"

Feng Ziying’s words left Wang Xifeng speechless and could only beat Feng Ziying with her hands bitterly.

"Okay, Hu Zi is asleep, don't wake him up." Feng Ziying grabbed Wang Xifeng's plump arm and stroked her catkins, "You have worked hard these past six months, and you are still carrying such a big psychological baggage. I They are all lost. Even if Jia Lian knows about it, I will naturally take the responsibility. You don’t have to face him. If the Jia family and the Feng family know about it, it doesn’t matter. I, Feng Ziying, am strong in everything, except for women with taste. They say that I am a genius with both civil and military talents, and I will definitely become a general or a prime minister in the future. But if I don’t have any shortcomings, wouldn’t I be a saint? Or I would be quite like Wang Mang, and I would have to bear this kind of reputation, right? The bad thing is that Lieutenant Long may have known about this matter between you and me, so the court can rest assured..."

Wang Xifeng was so frightened that she almost lost the child in her hand. Her face changed and her voice trembled: "Brother Keng, what did you say?"

Feng Ziying called the wet nurse and took the child out. Feng Ziying then smiled and said: "What did I say? I said you stole men and had dark knots in the fetus. Maybe Erlong Jinwei already knew about these things. Do you think I A Shuntian Prime Minister frequently travels between Tianjin Wei and the Capital City. My father is also in charge of the army fighting in Shandong. The merchants from Shanxi and Shaanxi have an irreconcilable relationship with me. Will Long Jinwei pay attention to this? You are from the Wang family and the Jia family. My daughter-in-law has disappeared from the capital city without a trace for more than half a year, and now she is staying in a military important place like Tianjin Wei. Can Lieutenant Long not be suspicious?"

“What should we do?” Wang Xifeng turned pale with fright and couldn’t help but grab Feng Ziying’s arm.

"What should I do?" Feng Ziying glanced at Wang Xifeng, "Langsha! What's the matter with Lieutenant Long that I had an affair with you? When did Lieutenant Long take care of this kind of thing? Are you tired of eating? Civil servants don't form cliques for personal gain. , if the military generals do not collude with foreign enemies and betray the court, Long Jinwei will not bother to intervene. Besides, I am a fourth-grade official. Is it not enough to steal a woman to raise an outer room? As for who the outer room is, Long Jinwei is Can you still manage it? What, are you the daughter-in-law of a high-ranking official, or the princess of a prince or a prince? What a joke!"

Feng Ziying was as strong as an ox, and her unbridled energy stunned Wang Xifeng.

But what Feng Ziying said is indeed correct. Are these matters under the control of Long Jinwei? Should it be a matter for the Metropolitan Procuratorate? But can the Metropolitan Procuratorate handle it?

"What if, what if, I mean what if the story between you and me is spread by those gossips and reaches the ears of the censors in the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Will it hinder your future?" Wang Xifeng's wonderful eyes fell on Feng Ziying and asked cautiously.

"What you said is indeed possible. There is no wall in the world that is airtight. But as I said just now, if I really are not greedy for money, lust, favoritism, or cliques, then I will become a saint. When the water is clear, there will be no fish. Then I will become a different person in the eyes of others, and that is really dangerous. The court does not like such ministers, and the emperor does not like him even more. Do you understand?" Feng Ziying raised her hand to pick up Wang Xifeng's jade dimples, and looked at her round and round face. He rubbed his hand, "So don't worry. Instead of worrying about this kind of thing, it's better to think about how to serve me well in bed to relieve the six months of lovesickness..."

Wang Xifeng was confused at first, but the second half of the sentence made Wang Xifeng breathe a sigh of relief. She clenched her teeth, her lips were like fire, and gave Feng Ziying a charming look, but her heart felt numb, "Death!"

This sight immediately made Feng Ziying so **** that she couldn't care less. She hooked one hand under Wang Xifeng's arm, picked up Wang Xifeng's knee with the other, and walked towards the inner room.

Wang Xifeng pretended to struggle for a moment, but her heart felt calm. She also knew that Ping'er, Xiaohong and the others would not disturb her at this time, so she simply hugged Feng Ziying's neck with her hook and wrapped her around like a big boneless snake. In Feng Ziying’s case,…

The orchids grow in the valleys and the paths are fragrant, and the square bamboos are all over the mountains and green streams.

The spring in the cave springs into the square inch of the ground, and the butterflies among the flowers are in love with the spring.

After a fierce battle and two goals, the two of them fell into a deep sleep with their necks crossed.

It wasn't until Shen Zheng's time that Ping'er crept in, only to see the two of them still embracing each other and sleeping soundly. Wang Xifeng's white thighs and buttocks were exposed outside the brocade quilt, and the bruises and bright red on her chest were even more shocking. .

Hearing Ping'er's footsteps, Feng Ziying shook her head and sat up. When she saw it was Ping'er, she felt thirsty. Ping'er had already handed over the lotus seed and white fungus soup. Feng Ziying drank it all in one gulp and felt moisturized. I smacked my lips, still a little bit unfinished.

 “When is it?”

"It's all done." Although Ping'er had seen it many times, his face still felt a little hot. He hurriedly covered Wang Xifeng's body with a brocade quilt, and then asked: "Master, are you getting up?"

"Get up, can you still sleep until tomorrow?" Feng Ziying glanced at Wang Xifeng, who was still sleeping. Her arms, as plump and white as jade lotus roots, were exposed and shiny. No wonder countless people coveted them. Only Baochai's pair of arms can rival it.

"I'm afraid grandma is tired, let her sleep a little longer." Ping'er whispered.

 “Such a coquettish hoof,…” Feng Ziying smiled. She wanted to say that people are addicted to food, but she had to admit that Sister Feng was indeed extraordinary, and she was really not a foodie.

There is really no one who can compare with the women in his house. Only Li Wan can hold a candle to her. Thinking of this, Feng Ziying's heart also moved. Could it be that she really feels that a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a thief. How can she be with her? When Li Wan and Wang Xifeng are having a good time, they are particularly energetic. Li Wan must not hit the target at once, otherwise it will be really troublesome.

Turning over, Xiaohong had already stopped the hot water and came in. She was busy wiping Feng Ziying, and then the two girls dressed Feng Ziying and went out.

Sitting in the flower hall, Feng Ziying asked Ping'er and Hongyu about their recent situation, and then mentioned that she might have to go out.

The two girls were both shocked, and Ping'er's voice even trembled, "Master, you said you were going to Shaanxi? Didn't they talk about riots there? How long will it take to go?"

"It's hard to say how long it will take. It could be as little as one year, or as much as two, three, three or five years. It depends on the situation there." Feng Ziying saw Ping'er's face change, and she was a little moved, "Maybe it's not that bad. , it can be done in one or two years, but the current situation is not optimistic, chaos is one thing, and there is also a pimple plague, which is more dangerous."

"Pimple plague?! Then how can you go? You absolutely can't go!" Ping'er and Hongyu were both a little anxious, and Ping'er stood up even more anxiously, stamping his feet repeatedly, "The people in the house didn't even try to persuade me?! "

If it was a bandit rebellion, Feng Ziying went to the northwest. The Feng family had some foundation in the northwest anyway, and there were troops like Yulin Town as backing, but this plague would not care about this. The emperor's relatives, dignitaries, whoever is infected All the same, this is unsolvable.

"It is precisely because rebellion and plague have arisen at the same time that the imperial court needs an official with experience in both areas. After all, I have put down the rebellion in Ningxia. I broke into the grassland alone and entered Ganzhou alone. Who dares to disobey? Regarding the plague, when I was still studying in the academy, I helped Shuntian Prefecture deal with the plague in the capital city. It was also a great success. Even the emperor praised it." Feng Ziying patiently comforted the two girls, "Don't worry, I am also timid. I'm afraid of death, but I can't bear to leave you. I won't take risks easily. I know these things well. Besides, if I go, I will definitely bring some doctors with me..."

"But it's a plague, and the doctor may not be able to save it!" Ping'er said solemnly with a pale face: "I am too arrogant to do this. The disease is coming like a mountain, and no one can save it. I have to take care of my family." Think about it,..."Master, do we have to go?" Can't you just refuse to go?

Unexpectedly, his going to Shaanxi would cause such a violent reaction from Ping'er. This was something Feng Ziying had not expected. He also mentioned in his house that he might go to Shaanxi. Although everyone was a little worried, they None of them expressed it in words. They probably all discussed it and deliberately acted trustworthy and reassured in front of themselves. It was estimated that they were also worried in their hearts.

Ping'er and Hongyu don't have so many scruples. They want to express all their worries and fears, and they hope to dissuade themselves from going.

"Ping'er, Hongyu, I am a court official. As the saying goes, you can raise an army for a thousand days and use it for a while. The same goes for being an official. If the court needs it, then you have to go. I also know that there must be danger, but I can only be careful and guard against it. We have taken all kinds of preventive measures, but we cannot refuse." Feng Ziying said sternly: "If you want to benefit the life and death of the country, how can you avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings?"

Ping'er and Hongyu were both shocked by Feng Ziying's awe-inspiring righteousness, and stared at this man blankly.

Is this the same man who spent half the afternoon in Mistress’ house just now? At this time it seemed so real and great.

Although Ping'er and Hongyu are both ordinary girls, they also know that men should do something and not do something. The so-called man who achieves great things does not stick to trivial matters. Having **** with the second mistress is a trivial matter. When the court needs it, they will move forward boldly. , that is the person who does great things.

At this time, Wang Xifeng, who was standing outside the flower hall, was also looking at the man sitting in the official hat chair in the flower hall. For a moment, he couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

 (End of this chapter)