Feng Yanying lost her mind, and she didn't discuss it with her stupid son, so she sent the big housekeeper to find the younger son to discuss, but she was told that the younger son went out early in the morning and hadn't come back yet. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he thought that his youngest son was out and more well-informed, so he should come back soon.

His estimation was not wrong, however, Feng Qijin did turn around quickly, but he did not come back alone, and he also brought back hundreds of plainclothes brocade guards, quietly surrounding the east courtyard. Feng Qijin got the news as soon as he went to find the staff of King Qi who stayed in the capital, and after a short meeting, he decided that he must force his grandfather to take out the token of the dead soldier today, otherwise he could only do it endlessly, which was better than falling into the hands of his cousin Feng Qixiang. The Feng family will be suspicious of the existence of the dead soldiers, but the King of Qi is very sure of the existence of the dead soldiers of the Feng family.

When Feng Yanying heard this, he naturally knew what his youngest son wanted to do, and his face suddenly changed, he was able to attack his younger brother's family, but he had already extinguished his conscience, and his only trace of conscience was on his father, although he had murderous intent against his father several times, but he was extremely angry, and the thought flashed, in the end, he didn't kill him, but just put people under house arrest. Now the moment he knew that his youngest son was going to do something, he still had his senses, and he wanted to stop his youngest son from murdering his own grandfather, but his sanity was fleeting, and he had waited for more than ten years in the position of the prince of Dingyuan, and he didn't want to wait any longer.

Feng Yanying's footsteps just paused, and then continued to walk out, but the pace was much smaller, and the frequency was slower, he thought, if he went over later, would the matter over there be settled.

He thought well, hoping that the younger son would do what he thought but did not dare to do, and when the time came, he symbolically punished the younger son, and the matter was settled, and everyone was happy.

Feng Yanying's father and son put their father and grandfather under house arrest in the East Courtyard, claiming that Feng Guangxin was in an emergency and was contagious, so the entire East Courtyard was isolated to prevent people from approaching the Hou Mansion. Today is the most lively time in the East Courtyard in the past six months, and hundreds of faces are arranged inside and outside the courtyard wall to ensure that this big drama within the courtyard wall will not be known or disturbed.

Feng Yanying thought that he would follow up his own yard when he entered the East Courtyard, he came in and in freely, and he didn't want to be stopped as soon as he walked to the door, it was useless for him to show his identity, until the other party went in to report and was promised, and he was able to enter.

This feeling of being anti-guest made Feng Yanying uncomfortable, and he endured his anger and stepped into the East Courtyard, walked through the depressed courtyard, and walked towards the hall of the East Courtyard. There were faces in the handle all the way, and he thought that he would see an unsightly scene, but he hesitated, whether to pretend to stop it or push the boat with the water...... When I approached the hall, I heard a commotion inside......

"Feng Qijin, you are not as good as a pig and a dog, so you are not afraid of being spurned by the world?!"

"No, there won't be a word about what is going on here, and who will spit on me. Little brother, it's not a family that doesn't enter the door, as long as you put the knife down, I will still treat you as a brother, and in the future, the glory of the Hou Mansion will also have your share, if not, then leave your life. Grandpa, I'll ask you one last time, where is the thing. ”

When Feng Yanying entered, there were only four people in the hall of Nuoda, Qiu Chang'an, the deputy of Jinyi Wei, leaned on the top pillars on the side, the youngest son and a strong young man were facing each other, and his father sat on the Taishi chair at the top with a golden knife, with a leisurely expression, taking a sip of the teacup slowly, with a posture of Mount Tai collapsing on the top and not changing his face, noticing that he came in, he just glanced at him obliquely, there was no resentment in his eyes, no condemnation, no disappointment, no, nothing, only a very calm glance, as if he was some kind of inconsequential person。

Feng Yanying's heart twitched fiercely, and the resentment that he had been suppressed by the excellent second brother in the past and couldn't turn over anywhere hit the world again. Yes, his father has been optimistic about his second brother since he was a child, and he trained him hand-in-hand, and after the death of the second brother, he put his hope on the orphans of the second brother, and never looked at himself or ......

Possessed by monstrous resentment, he focused his attention on the familiar young man in the room, this outstanding posture is a copy of the second brother, and he has done so much, and he has actually made this little rabbit cub grow up!!

In fact, except for the old marquis Feng Guangxin, everyone else was disdainful of Feng Yanying's arrival. Qiu Changan maintained his original posture, watching this tragicomedy with great interest, he came today just to support the scene, but he didn't plan to do it himself, he was also a junior who grew up listening to the old marquis's prestige, and now the camp is different, so that he is-for-tat, but he doesn't want to get his hands dirty.

The other two didn't even move their eyes, Feng Qijin saw that the other party seemed to be distracted, and directly stabbed the red tassel gun in his hand, but the other party always paid attention to his movements, and immediately raised his knife to defend, only after two moves, it was clear which was better and which was inferior, Feng Qijin's own martial arts were not good, and he was pressed and beaten if the sneak attack failed, and the red tassel gun in his hand also came out.

"Brother Xiang'er, what are you doing, the family has something to discuss, put down the knife quickly, don't hurt you into the ......" Feng Yanying changed into a kind look and stepped forward to persuade him, he didn't notice that as soon as he said this, the air in the room immediately became strange. When he saw that the young man stopped, he thought that his "nephew" still cared about his uncle, and he was overjoyed, and it was not bad that this stupid boy could be used for himself. Thinking of the appearance of this stupid boy who obeyed his words and did his best to die, Feng Yanying felt comfortable, "Brother Xiang, where have you been all these years, Uncle is about to rummag through the country to find you......"

"What do you call me?" Feng Qirong's face was so black that it seemed to drip ink. Feng Yanying chuckled in her heart, but she didn't know what was wrong with the title "Brother Xiang". "Auspicious...... Brother Xiang, didn't you call it that before......"

"Dad, he's not Brother Xiang!" Feng Qijin always felt that his father was stupid, but he didn't expect to be so stupid that he didn't even know his own concubine, "He is your only concubine, Feng Qirong." ”

"Huh?!" Feng Yanying's eyes widened, and after careful identification, he still had no impression, he knew that he had a concubine, and he was secretly born by a concubine he once liked, which was a thorn in the eye of his wife, a thorn in the flesh, and he once mentioned it every now and then, and then slowly stopped mentioning it much, and those two people were also peaceful, rarely appeared in front of people, and he didn't care, just when there were no two people in the house......

Oh, that kid has grown so big, and he still grows so well? Although he doesn't want to admit it, people with a discerning eye know at a glance that Feng Qirong is stronger than Feng Qijin, and his kung fu is not bad. With time, this child will surely become a sharp weapon in his hands. (To be continued.) )