Chapter 250 Volume B turns out to be her! (First update please vote!)

It is true that Feng Ziying rarely comes to Ningguo Mansion, but she often goes to Rongguo Mansion. Qin Keqing also knows this from Wang Xifeng, who has a close relationship with him.

 The Feng family's elder brother had a close relationship with Jia Lian and had frequent contacts with Baoyu. Even the second master there valued him very much, so he often visited Rongguo Mansion.

Even if the Feng family's elder comes here, Jia Zhen and Jia Rong will definitely accompany him. It is almost impossible for him to talk to the Feng family's elder alone. However, in Rongguo Mansion, the Feng family's elder can come and go. It is much more casual, and can often be brought in and out by a maid or a servant, so it is easier to find opportunities.

"Ruizhu, I heard that this uncle of the Feng family has won the imperial examination. Uncle Bao is studying like this. I'm afraid that Mr. Zheng in Xifu is even more anxious. Didn't Uncle Bao get beaten two days ago? I guess Master Zhu Zheng is afraid that he will invite the Feng family uncle to come over and teach Uncle Bao a lesson. Go listen and watch for me and see if there is any news."

Qin Keqing thought about it and decided that she still had to go to Rongguo Mansion. Ningguo Mansion was too inconvenient. Fortunately, she often went there to talk to Wang Xifeng, so she was familiar there and there was no risk of being noticed.

“Why does grandma think this uncle of the Feng family knows something?” Ruizhu couldn’t help but wonder, “This uncle Feng is only fourteen years old, how could he know these secret things about grandma?”

"Ruizhu, I can't say for sure, but as soon as I saw the way he looked at me, I knew he must know something that no one else knew, because that look was completely different from the way other men looked at me. , well, a little pity and intolerance, and some sympathy. Think about it, he is an outsider, and it is his first official meeting. Why should he look at me like this? Am I very pitiful? Then how can he see it? Am I pitiful?"

Qin Keqing's self-examination is very careful and not unreasonable.

"My maid has always felt that this Uncle Feng is unlikely. His age does not match, well, he is even two years younger than grandma. How is it possible..." Ruizhu insisted on her opinion.

"This situation can only be answered if I find him." Qin Keqing shook his head.

“But what if he refuses to say it?” Ruizhu suggested another possibility.

"That's okay, it means that many people know about my situation, and I will be able to find out all this sooner or later." Qin Keqing's attitude was very determined.

"Grandma, actually you don't have to be so anxious. I think this matter will be known sooner or later. Since they can send the maid and the orb to Ningguo Mansion without much concealment, well, they are not even afraid of you knowing, it means that they actually I’m not worried about you knowing, maybe you think the time is not yet ripe, right?”

In the past three years, Ruizhu and Baozhu have become Qin Keqing's closest and indispensable maids. To a certain extent, the relationship between the three of them is more like companions who share the same problem, because the hidden secrets need to be shared together to make everyone happy. It's a little more relaxed, but it also makes them more supportive of each other.

Qin Keqing knew that what Ruizhu said was true, but the suffering was too uncomfortable. Every day she saw Jia Zhenjia Rong's hypocritical face, she felt an indescribable disgust, which even grew day by day.

She was even certain that Jia Zhen, Jia Rong, her father and son, and even Jia Zhen's father, Jia Jing, had received enough benefits from their own lives, otherwise they would not treat her with such an attitude, and they would not even want to understand the real story behind it. Something, so this made Qin Keqing feel particularly cold-hearted and despicable.

The two father and son in Ningguo Mansion, plus Jia Jing who is hiding in Xuanzhen Temple to practice Taoism, are all a bunch of dirty villains who can sell anything for profit.

"No, Ruizhu, I don't want to wait any longer. Since there is such an opportunity, why not give it a try?" Qin Keqing seemed particularly determined at this time, "As you said, if they are not afraid of me, they know their own With my life experience, it’s not a big deal if the Feng family elder knows something. So I decided that when I have the chance, I will directly ask this Feng family elder who is in charge of something different!"

Feng Ziying didn’t know that she had been targeted by many people, and Jia She and Qin Keqing were just one of them.

"Who sent this?" Feng Ziying stared at the ink in front of her. It looked like snake skin and had an extraordinary color. It was a rare and rare one.

In addition, there are ten Hu pens, a roll of rice paper, and an eel-yellow mud inkstone.

“Master, there is a post here.” Baoxiang sent the post.

Feng Ziying looked at it and saw the words "South Zhili Wu Jiang Shen" in beautiful handwriting and smooth writing, but she was shocked in her heart. It turned out to be her!

Some already vague impressions seemed to come alive all of a sudden, making Feng Ziying a little distracted for a moment.

Seeing Feng Ziying dazedly holding these things that didn't look very valuable, Baoxiang didn't dare to disturb him, so he had to hide out quietly.

 Feng Ziying was indeed distracted.

The scene at Dahuguo Temple seemed to suddenly become clear as if the veil had been lifted, and it turned out that the calm and composed face had already been burned into my mind.

To say it was love at first sight is undoubtedly a bit exaggerated, but there is no doubt that the girl left a very deep and vivid impression on me.

  Shen family.

He and the Feng family can also be regarded as locals.

It has been two years since Shen Jue went to Dongchang Prefecture as the prefect. The Feng family has visited him several times in Linqing. Well, of course it was Duan Xigui who went there on behalf of the Feng family. The Xue family has also developed smoothly there. The whole The situation in Shandong is quite gratifying.

 There were no unnecessary words, just two concise and refreshing words of congratulations, which made Feng Ziying feel very comfortable.

He has heard too many compliments and flattery in the past few days, which has made him a little numb. On the contrary, these two simple congratulations show the author's unconventionality even more.

Last year, the Shen family also sent some Suzhou embroidery products and Biluochun tea, and the Feng family also gave back some specialties from Shandong and other parts of the country, such as ginseng antler and black dates.

 But Feng Ziying was still studying in the academy at that time and didn't know it. By the time she came back from spring break, it had already been a long time.

 This time, it was me who won the election and was sent a congratulatory gift.

Feng Ziying seems to prefer this kind of more elegant things to gold, silver, jade and jade.

 I don’t know if it’s considered arty, or if I have a better impression of the person who gave the gift?

Perhaps she should take some time to pay her respects, Feng Ziying thought.

 But what about returning to worship? It is impossible to see that girl again, but at least it can show that the Shen family's wishes have been received. By the way, there is also Shen Zizheng. Well, I don't know if he has won the election this time?

The unveiling of the results was too busy that day. Feng Ziying only looked at his own and didn't bother to know more about the situation in other academies. He only knew that Yang Sichang and the Hou brothers had successfully passed the autumn period, but Shen Zizheng himself didn't care. Thinking of this, Feng Ziying felt that she seemed to have overlooked it.

at the same time.

“Sister, why is the clear mud inkstone at home missing?” Shen Zizheng was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the house, feeling quite puzzled.

The mud inkstone was sent back by his father. He remembered clearly that it was placed in the corner of the bookshelf in the study, but why was it missing?

“Oh, I gave it away.” Shen Yixiu put away the brush calmly, his eyes wavered slightly, and he looked out the window.

"Giving it away? My father asked someone to buy it. I also said it was going to be a gift for brother Wen Ruo." Shen Zizheng was a little frustrated, and then suddenly looked at his sister suspiciously: "Sister, you said it was a gift To whom? Did you give it to me? "

"It's not from me, it's from the Shen family." A blush flashed across Shen Yixiu's face, but because of the angle, Shen Zizheng didn't notice the subtle changes in his sister's facial expression.

"Oh, dad arranged it?" Shen Zizheng was speechless. Since it was sent on behalf of the Shen family, it must have been arranged by his father.

"Well, let's be honest. Dad only said to congratulate those who should be congratulated, so I made the decision myself." Shen Yixiu wiped a handful of hanging hair, put the pen down, calmed down, and prepared to get up and leave.

"Who is it for? Is it a birthday celebration or..." This inkstone must belong to scholars in Shilin. Shen Zizheng was also very curious. His father didn't have many friends in Beijing, just a few of them.

"No." Shen Yixiu hesitated for a moment, and there was a flush of redness in her ears. She was unwilling to lie, let alone lie in front of her brother. She took a deep breath before pretending to be calm and said: "Give it to this person." I was a student who participated in the Shuntian Qiuwei competition with you once, but he passed the exam."

"Who?" Shen Zizheng asked subconsciously, is it from the academy? Why didn't he know that his father valued other people in his academy besides Yang Wenruo and the Hou brothers so much?

"Feng Keng from Qingtan Academy." Shen Yixiu tried his best to appear calm and natural as he explained: "Father said that the Feng family is in Shandong, well, it is considered a famous family in Dongchang Mansion, and they often visit him. Therefore, I also wrote a letter saying that if Qiu Wei, the eldest son of the Feng family, wins the examination this time, I should also congratulate him."

 “Feng Ziying?” Shen Zizheng suddenly understood.

He got to know Feng Ziying after that time at Dahuguo Temple. Later, he also participated in the organization of the scholarly event on behalf of Chongzheng Academy. It was a bit of training, but after all, they each belonged to two academies, and their studies were getting heavier. Later, there were not so many contacts.

Shen Zizheng knew his sister very well. If his father asked him to give gifts, his sister should let him do it. Is it because he was afraid that he would be in a bad mood because he had missed the chance to win this autumn? So you deliberately avoid yourself?

Thinking of this, he felt a little grateful for Sister's thoughtfulness, "Sister, actually you don't have to avoid me, I understand, I can also see it, really,..."

Shen Yixiu was so embarrassed that he almost threw the fan in his hand. What did his brother know?

"Feng Ziying's basic knowledge of economics and justice is not good, but this guy's current policy theory is so good. Brother Wen Ruo and Ruogu Ruopu both admire him. I don't know if this guy has been exposed to too much government and military affairs in the border areas for a long time, so he feels very deeply. , the strategies he wrote were extremely targeted, even recognized by many officials in the DPRK..." Shen Zizheng said, minding his own business, "So this guy passed the exam with a score of 149, and narrowly passed. It's good luck, but it's also well deserved. Now even Qiu Wei is paying more and more attention to current policy theory. I'm just lagging behind in this aspect. I also plan to work **** current policy theory in the past three years. I will definitely pass the exam!"

 Her brother's words made Shen Yixiu feel relieved. She really thought that her brother knew what was on her mind, but it turned out that she was just talking about his own affairs, which shocked herself.

Shen Yixiu also felt a touch of sadness in his heart. His father occasionally mentioned the Feng family intentionally or unintentionally in his letters, and he didn’t know if it was...

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