Feng Yanying's family was indeed what Feng Qixiang thought, and they were psychologically tortured. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The deadly knife hung overhead, flickering, shaking, and could fall and pierce their heads at any time, but after three days of swinging with the knife, it didn't fall off...... Although they are all masters who are afraid of death, they are forced to hope that someone will come to give them a good time.

Feng Qixiang took people back to Feng's house, many people saw it, after more than five years, almost six years, the beautiful boy was kicked out of the house because he played a little trick and lost 100,000 taels of public silver, not to mention how miserable the scene was, many people still remember, who made those two plays "The Story of the East Hall" and "The Story of the West House" tied for two of the six famous dramas in Beijing, and they starred almost every day, and they can't forget it.

And now, the boy who kicked out of the house has turned over, so it seems that "The Story of the Westinghouse" is more reliable.

More and more people heard about the affairs of the Feng family, and in the spirit of joining in the fun, they walked out of the house one after another, far behind, wanting to see how this drama would end in the end.

The Hou Mansion Feng family was surrounded by water, and it was so that even a mouse couldn't run out, and even a fly couldn't fly in.

Feng Qixiang's appearance made the Dingyuan army squatting nearby excited. They waited for three days, oh no, the moment of judgment that they had been waiting for for more than ten years finally came, and it was also the trial of General Feng Xiao himself, there was nothing more satisfying than this.

"Open the door, open the door! Let me out, I am Feng Qiyue, the cousin of Feng Qixiang, the little general Feng Qixiang. Inside the closed gate of the closed house, Feng Qiyue was angrily slamming the door. At Feng Qixiang's request, Feng Yanying's family was not locked up, even the slaves were not withdrawn, everything was as usual, but they couldn't leave the Feng family.

Everyone else accepted their fate, but they only sealed Qiyue, did not recognize the situation at all, and made trouble day by day. His minions did not cooperate with him, so he called the door and smashed it himself.

The door, which had been closed for three days, was finally opened, and Feng Qiyue's fat body rolled out like a cannonball, slamming it to the ground.

"Hahahaha!" the crowd burst into laughter. In the capital, it is the first one to be fat like this.

"Ouch, it hurts my grandfather!" Feng Qiyue lay on the ground and wailed, unable to get up for a long time.

Feng Qixiang turned over and dismounted, walked slowly to Feng Qiyue's side, stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm, lifted it hard, and directly lifted the lump of more than 200 catties of meat.

"Which onion are you, dare to be unreasonable to your grandfather! My grandfather is a former hussar general, a marquis of Dingyuan, my cousin is a little general, and sooner or later he will also be a hussar general, if you don't kowtow to me, let them cut off your head, and the five horses will be divided into corpses......" Feng Qiyue didn't say how his father was, because he used to say that his father was the son of the Hou of Dingyuan, and people were not only not afraid, but laughed at him.

A few black lines appeared on Feng Qixiang's cold face, this cousin has been stupid since he was a child, but he didn't expect that he would not grow up at all. He couldn't help but think of what his grandfather asked Zhang Jinzhi to give him, asking him to leave a pulse for his eldest uncle, so it seems that it is not impossible.

"I am Feng Qixiang. Feng Qixiang's words successfully interrupted Feng Qiyue's shouting, and the latter was dumbfounded, looking at him in amazement, as if he was surprised, how did that kid grow so big, and he didn't look majestic.

The thoughts in Feng Qiyue's mind passed too quickly, and he instantly accepted the fact that the heroic young man in front of him was his cousin, so he inserted his waist and asked Feng Qixiang to drive away the people around his family, he hadn't been able to go out to play in the past few days, so boring.

Feng Qixiang didn't smile, and told Feng Qiyue that the holy decree had arrived, and asked him to call his father and younger brother to come out to receive the decree.

As soon as he heard that the emperor had a will to give his father and younger brother, Feng Qiyue behaved like his own family wanted to be promoted and make a fortune, it must be his cousin who spoke well in front of the emperor, and I will bully him a few times less.

If the others knew that a catastrophe was coming, they would have to endure both good and bad, but they would never go back to spread the word in high spirits.

The chief butler of the Feng Mansion walked out of the mansion, his wrinkled face smiled flatteringly, and he nodded and greeted the third young master back to the mansion, which was diametrically opposed to when he sent someone to blast Feng Qixiang out with a stick.

Feng Qixiang did not pick up his stubble, but asked him to set up an incense case with a cold face, ready to receive the holy decree, and he also designated the incense case to be set up at the gate, in front of the shadow wall.

The chief housekeeper responded to the matter, and the third young master could say whatever he wanted, even if it was set up outside the gate.

Feng Qixiang stood in front of the threshold of the Hou Mansion, and the scene of being blasted out was vivid, but today I am back again, and I am back with a body of glory, and everything that should be owed to me is all asked for today.

He lifted one foot and stepped into the threshold......

The Divine Decree has arrived!

What should come is coming, sooner or later. Having said that, Feng Yanying, who was originally begging for pleasure, was stunned, trembling and wearing the prince's court clothes, trembling and rubbing, and finally put it on, ready to go to the flower hall to receive the order, but was led to the door by the big housekeeper.

He asked with a tiger face what was going on, what was going on at the gate, and the big butler, who usually groveled to him, didn't bother to take care of him, so he just came along. In the past three days, not only the chief butler, but also more than 100 slaves in the Hou Mansion have learned to disobey the yang and the yin, and some people even have the audacity to throw their faces at him.

Damn old fellow, you still have the deed in my hands, you dare to be crazy with me. Even if I die, I will sell you to the bitter kiln first.

Feng Yanying thought to herself, and when she turned around, she sold these Diao slaves. Turning the shadow wall, he saw the incense case and the tall figure in front of the incense case, he seemed to see the heroic little brother, her legs were weak, she didn't hold it, and fell directly to the ground. That look is like a big gift to Feng Qixiang.

Outside the open door, they were all people, and when they saw Feng Yanying's soft-footed shrimp look, they all smiled and leaned back, "Just like this, a soft-footed shrimp saved Master Li?", "Hahaha, Feng Da Shao's roll turned out to be inherited from his father", "I'm afraid it's useless to kneel now, why did you go earlier"......

All kinds of mockery came one after another, and Feng Yanying was so embarrassed that he couldn't wait to find a crack to get into.

Feng Qiyue finally went to inform Feng Qijin, and the two brothers were late.

When Feng Qijin saw Feng Qixiang, he was angry, and took out the sword that he had never left in the past few days and swung it towards Feng Qixiang.

Feng Qixiang's narrow and deep eyes flashed with a dark light, he picked up the moon slashing knife that Feng Yi was carrying, and turned the knife flower, ho ho, ho, bang! The moon chopping knife cut off the sword in Feng Qijin's hand, and when he stopped, the tip of the knife was less than half an inch away from the tip of his nose.

"Kneel down and obey!"

As soon as Feng Qixiang's words fell, Feng Qijin's legs were also weak, and he really knelt down for him. There was another thunderous laugh outside the door.

"Family style, it turned out to be family style", "You can't say that, General Feng is also a family", "Haha, dad is a nest"......