Knowing that Yongzheng had returned, and the person was at Qiao's house, Feng Qixiang put the heirloom jade pendant and jade bracelet into the box and solemnly put them in the dark compartment.

When he arrived at Qiao's house, the four buckets of fish had been killed, one by one, cut in half, and hung on the shelves in the front yard, and the strong smell of fish made him unable to breathe.

Feng Qixiang was like entering a realm of selflessness, and went straight to the backyard to find Qiao Lan, even Qiao Lan took a tacit attitude towards his behavior, and others would not stop him. When he arrived in the backyard, the smell could still be faintly smelled, and he saw Qiao Lan who was standing under the small building talking to Yongzheng.

Qiao Lan had a strange towel on her face. The cloth covered her mouth and nose, and the dark and shining eyes remained. In a blink of an eye, Feng Qixiang felt that those eyes were familiar for no reason, as if he had seen them somewhere, but this thought was just a flash, so fast that people couldn't catch it.

"I've said it all, I'll eat noodles tonight! Since I'm a guest, I have to be a guest. Guests are as you please, do you know!" Qiao Lan took the mask that Zhang Niangzi specially made for her, and her words were a little vague.

"What's so delicious about eating noodles, there are so many fish ...... outside" Yongzheng has only eaten two boiled fish fillets so far, where is he willing, especially when there are so many fish outside.

"There's no need to discuss! I like to eat something else, the Feng family and Ye Feimo will eat them. The person in front of him was no different from a scoundrel, and Qiao Lan really didn't want to deal with him.

"I don't like to eat pork stewed cabbage!" At noon, Yongzheng ate with Ye Feimo and them, only steamed buns and pork stewed cabbage. Although the taste was stronger than that offered by the county government, his original expectations were too high......

Qiao Lan was speechless, she simply turned around and left, and when she saw Feng Qixiang, the haze on her face became even heavier.

Those who know the times are handsome, and those who change through the machine are heroes, Feng Qixiang immediately raised a bright smile, "Eat noodles." Count me in!"

“……”

Qiao Lan was silent. He was about to pass through Feng Qixiang and walk out, but unexpectedly, he suddenly said, "What is this?" and reached out and ripped off her mask.

Qiao Lan took a puff of the fishy air. I almost didn't throw up. "Hmm!"

"......" Feng Qixiang was still because he had just taken off the cloth. His fingers touched the tender skin and he was stunned, and the mask in his hand was taken back. Qiao Lan put on the mask again and smelled the fragrance sprinkled in the mask to get better.

"Nothing to do!"

Today. Because Cheng Fatzi and Zhang Niangzi are still busy preparing the ingredients for pickled fish, the dinner is simple, and the people eat pork stewed vermicelli in a unified manner, and the steward can add two side dishes, and the same is true for the masters, of course, the side dishes and side dishes are also different.

Because Feng Qixiang and Yongzheng were in power, Qiao Lan didn't let Cheng Fatzi take out the spicy sauce or spicy sauce, but just made a very ordinary meat noodles, accompanied by a few home-cooked dishes, and did not neglect the guests.

Feng Qixiang eats so much, he doesn't like to eat pasta, not to mention, he has always eaten finely, these home-cooked dishes, for him, are indeed a bit difficult to eat.

Yongzheng didn't care so much, he still ate happily, and it was still like that, he couldn't stop his mouth when he ate.

After dinner, Qiao Lan immediately summoned the jewel, "Jewel, send off!"

Feng Qixiang felt that he was very innocent, originally Qiao Lan only occasionally ignored him, but now because of the existence of Yongzheng...... She directly grouped him with Yongzheng and disgusted them together.

Yongzheng was so sleepy that he kept yawning as soon as he entered the door of Yang's house, which made Feng Qixiang disgusted, he never understood how the legendary resolute and resolute Zhan Chuilang could be this virtue: Could it be that the legend is wrong, or was the blow of dismissal too big, this person gave up on himself?

Yong Zheng asked with confused eyes, "Where am I sleeping tonight?"

"Follow me!" Feng Qixiang replied lightly, but walked towards his study.

When he entered the door, he saw a huge bookshelf, and Yongzheng still didn't understand anything, "You kid is not honest!" He raised his feet and walked to the low couch on the side, and lay down directly without asking.

Feng Qixiang went to the inner room and took out the box and put it on the low table in the middle of the low couch, "Explain!"

Yongzheng lifted his eyelids and said lazily, "It's just that the thing is returned to its original owner, why do you need to explain." ”

"What is the reason why you stole them from Feng Yanying and gave them to me, a person who is no longer part of the Feng family?" Feng Qixiang's eyes were buried in darkness, these two things should have been passed on to him and his future wife, if his father was still there......

"Steal?!" Yongzheng finally opened his two heavy eyelids, he lay on the low couch, looked up at Feng Qixiang who was standing, and said, "I have been in the position of Dali Siqing, tried countless cases, and was the most upright, how could I do such a thing of knowing the law and breaking the law." ”

Feng Qixiang did not comment on this, he mocked, "It can't be that they gave it to you with both hands, it's ridiculous." ”

"Who said these two things came from them. Yong Zheng glanced at Feng Qixiang, as if to say that you are hopelessly stupid.

"No matter how you get it, as long as they still occupy the position of the prince and concubine of Dingyuan Hou for a day, these two things are theirs. ”

Yongzheng was fascinated by his eyes, as if he was asleep, "Don't think of my former Dali Siqing so ugly." This is your father's relic, and I have been kind enough to keep it for you for eight years!"

"Yes, of course...... Eight years?!" Feng Qixiang's words suddenly stopped, eight years means ...... He had an inexplicable and bold conjecture in his heart.

Eight years ago, when there was heavy snowfall, the bodies of Feng Yanyong and Tang Yingzhi were transported back to Kyoto intact. The Hou Fu Feng family is the main family, and the other side branches should have come, and they could have taken advantage of the clothes to change the body, but they could have retrieved the heirloom tokens by the way, but they were not found. It is not trivial that the heirloom is missing, but what I know is silent, but I have only made secret visits, and even searched for it in the blood-soaked land in the south......

If there is no heirloom token, Feng Yanying can be the son of the family, and he can also succeed to the title of Marquis of Dingyuan in the future, but he will never be the head of the Feng family.

Later, Feng Yanying went to the southern battlefield for the fourth time to look for heirlooms, and the emperor lived up to his wishes, and he finally ......

Feng Qixiang stretched out his hand to rub the jade in the box, which was delicate, warm and firm, which was the feeling he had rubbed a few years ago. If the heirloom had been secretly hidden by Yongzheng eight years ago, what was Feng Yanying's so-called recovery from the battlefield.

He looked at Yongzheng, who seemed to have fallen asleep, with a complicated expression, "Why do you do this?"

"If I say it's your father's order, can you believe it?"

"I don't believe it, my father doesn't know the prophet, he knows he will...... And why did he want you, an outsider, to hide the heirloom and leave it to me, he is not such a person. ”

Yong Zheng yawned and said lazily, "Well, you're right, he's not that kind of person. ”

"Eh!" Feng Qixiang choked, not knowing how to continue.

"I owe your father a favor, nine years ago, on the eve of the expedition, he came to me and said that if he had a case, let me keep the foundation of the Feng family no matter what, maybe, he would really be unpredictable. ”

"My father ......" Feng Qixiang's throat suddenly tightened, he didn't know that his father had already had a premonition, but he still went to the battlefield without hesitation.

"If the Feng family falls into the hands of Feng Yanying, it will not end well, so I can only make this decision. Now, he is holding a fake token in his hand, and he is showing off, but if he really wants to inherit the Feng family in the future, he will not be able to pass the level of the Feng family at all. Of course, if you want to help him, you can send him something, so that he can take over the Feng family in the future, and it is your family's business. ”

"No!" Feng Qixiang interrupted Yongzheng's words sharply, "This is my father's, I will never be cheap Feng Yanying." ”

"Oh, you only think they are your father's things, but you don't say that they are heirlooms of the Feng family, is it possible, you don't care about the affairs of the Feng family?"

Feng Qixiang's face instantly condensed, "I have been expelled from the Feng family, what does the matter of the Feng family have to do with me!"

"Okay, it's none of your business. As long as you are alive, you will marry a wife and concubine in the future, and have children, and the Feng family will not be able to break off at all, and I will not live up to your father's entrustment. Yong Zheng said as he yawned.

"You're here to give me something?" Of course, Feng Qixiang didn't think that things were so simple, Yongzheng must have other purposes, and giving things to him seemed to be done by the way.

"No, no, I'm waiting for someone. Yong Zheng calmly admitted that he had other plans.

"Who is it?" Feng Qixiang immediately asked, as if reflex.

"You should learn from Yi boy, don't look at indecent things, don't listen to indecent people. I'm really sleepy!"

Yong Zheng tilted his head and really fell asleep.

Regardless of whether he was really sleeping or fake sleeping, Feng Qixiang decided to let him go for the time being. He took the box back to the inner room, thought about it, still took it in his hand, and walked out of the study.

Zhou Changle felt that he had probably fallen out of favor, since the five secret guards came to the Feng family, the young master didn't use him much. Those five secret guards have first-class martial arts, and their ability to do things is even more prohibitive, and he has nothing to complain about. Despite this, he still tried his best to appear in Feng Qixiang's sight, hoping that the young master would be willing to use him to do things that day.

No, seeing Feng Qixiang beckoning, Zhou Changle's bleak world was radiant at that moment.

"Young master, the little one is here!"

"Go in and keep watch over the man, and when he is awake, take him to the guest room. You must not let him out of your sight. ”

"Yes! The little promise kept a good eye on him, and would never let him mess up. Zhou Changle made a solemn guarantee, and as soon as he finished speaking, the others had already entered the study, and then brought a drum pier, sat in front of the low couch, and really widened his eyes, staring at Yong Zheng.

"......" Forget it, let's leave it at that. Thinking so, Feng Qixiang returned to his bedroom, entered the door, and called Feng Yi out to guard the door.

In the bedroom, he removed the things piled up in the corner, and then turned the four bedposts in turn, and soon a downward hole appeared in the corner, and a ladder descended into the corner. With a box in one hand and a candle in the other, he walked down step by step, and finally disappeared into the corner hole. (To be continued......)