53. Chapter 53
This is called a child, wet crotch, but you have to be laughed and scolded by the naughty egg next to you, "Pee and pee your pants, shame!" β
Feng Tong came back to his senses, and hurriedly grabbed the handkerchief and reached out to wipe it for him.
Feng Yuan's face sank like water, pushed her hand away, snatched the handkerchief, wiped the water stains on the hem of the placket, frowned and glared at her, and said unhappily: "Okay!" Sit down and eat your meal, and look at the good things you have done, thanks to being at home, how can I still see people outside.
Just look at you, it's not quite right, the gods are chattering, can you lose your heart and go crazy? β
Feng Tong's heart is blocked, when she is willing?
When she was panicking, a few mutterings of the servants in the house were overheard by Mama Song, and she realized that her master had taken the maid out of the master's house and kept her in a house.
"The old man is angry, you have been there for so long a while ago, and you have been resting outside a long time ago, and now you can be regarded as home. The concubine was also dizzy with joy, how could she be so disrespectful in the past. Feng Tong's mouth was pouted, but he still couldn't help but complain. After the words stole eyes
At a glance, he saw that Feng Yuan didn't care about himself at all, and smashed his fist on the cotton. The more I thought about it, the more depressed I became, and a stuffy feeling instantly arose in my abdomen.
Thinking of something else serious, she couldn't help but laugh, and said softly: "Knowing that the master is resting in the mansion today, the concubine is happy physically and mentally, so she hurriedly ordered someone to prepare good dishes, thinking about making up for the master." After a pause, she said meaningfully: "Outside is not as good as at home,
How can others be more dedicated than a concubine. β
Seeing that Feng Yuan didn't answer the question, Feng Tongshi looked at him carefully, his face was not more gloomy, and his breath was not more urgent, is this not angry?
Then he continued: "The master always says that there is a lot of entertainment, but the concubine is not stupid, presumably the master already has a confidant outside." But the younger sister outside was born in a small family, vulgar and ignorant of the rules, and it may not be safe and intimate to serve the master, so the master might as well take her into the house
, the concubine is also good at training as the main mother, and she can β‘β‘ a caring person to the lord at that time. β
She said this with a bit of humiliation, Feng Yuan looked at her with a look of pity, and scolded her in his heart. Thinking of Lu Ying's background, he said euphemistically: "Look at what you said, her background, you can call her 'sister' a ** share." β
Hearing his master's words, Feng Tong's heart was ironed, and his face brought out some grace and self-satisfaction.
Feng Yuan raised the corners of his mouth lightly, looked at her with a smile, and hummed: "The big drama is finished?" β
Feng Tong was a little stupid, Feng Yuan glanced at her, sighed, and still said: "It's you who are worried, I never planned to take her into the mansion, and I won't mention this matter in the future." β
As soon as these words were spoken, Feng Tong only felt that the big stone that fell to his heart fell to the ground with a "poof", and he couldn't say how comfortable he was, it seemed that the old man still respected himself the most in his heart. Thinking of this, she blushed, her smile was more real, and Yin Yin said, "Master."
Why don't you rest in the main room today? The concubine has recently learned a handful of grasping skills, and today I will give the master a head to relieve the fatigue."
"Not necessarily." Feng Yuan interrupted her, her body was wet and uncomfortable, she stood up and straightened her clothes, "I'm going to rest." "Lift your feet and walk to the door.
Feng Tong looked at the tall back, his heart was mixed, bitter and sour, obviously close at hand, but in fact, it was as far away as the end of the world.
It's just that I've been like this for half my life, and I'm used to it. After picking up a chopstick dish, tasting it and still warm, she sat down and ate it.
Suddenly, Mama Song stepped into the threshold with joy on her face, leaned over and replied, "The master went to the study in the front yard and was washing." β
"Okay, okay." Feng Tong's Yile, the old man didn't go to the backyard, she felt better.
While eating, she hesitated and asked, "The master hasn't been in the courtyard of those two recently?" β
Mama Song was so happy that her eyes were squeezed into a slit, she shook her head vigorously, and gestured with a finger: "I haven't been there once." He lowered his voice again: "Old slave look, those two are completely out of favor." Mrs. didn't know, but the old man met the Liu family on the road, Liu
Shi Jiao asked for peace slimily, and the old man nodded and left, her nose almost crooked. β
"This is knowing that the master returned to the house and deliberately went to block the master?"
Mama Song gloated: "Isn't it? As a gesture, it is also said that he is here to say goodbye to his wife, phew! In the evening, please which door is an, the rouge is a foot thick, and the smell of fragrant powder spreads ten feet away. Hmph, looking at the ability to pull the old man to her courtyard, how can I think about it
The old man didn't even pay attention to it, and threw his eyes to the blind man! β
She even said with a gesture, Feng Tong looked lively, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, but he raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "Huh? Which one is blind? β
"Smack", Mama Song knew that she was not angry, but she still slapped herself in the face, and begged for mercy in her mouth: "The old slave deserves to die, and the wife forgives her sins." β
"That's it." Feng Tong waved his hand and put down his chopsticks, "Let's go, the nurse will go to the warehouse with me." β
In the warehouse, Feng Tong touched this and looked at that. Coral screens? But this is ten fans, no! Hetian Yu Ruyi? It's so big, it's a sword, it's precious! Huh? That little golden tree is suitable.
Mama Song observed her words and couldn't help sighing in her heart. There are thousands of treasures in the world, gold and silver are the least valuable, and this small pot is not much bigger than a palm, and the golden tree is as petite as a pear, which is also cold. Isn't this waiting for people to scold you Feng Mansion for being angry?
After thinking about it, he said euphemistically: "Madam, that cloisonnΓ© enamel cigarette stick will definitely be able to think about Hou Ye, how about it?" β
The corners of Feng Tong's mouth twitched, it was an object that flowed out of the palace in the previous dynasty. After hesitating for a long time, he finally abandoned the pot of golden trees, and set a glazed square bottle for the birthday ceremony, and the belly of the bottle was aimed at the pine and cypress branches, which meant longevity. Mama Song can be regarded as relieved, although this gift is not amazing
, but it also makes people can't find fault.
The housekeeper Feng Chun presented the account book, and Feng Tong was about to seal the seal, but his eyes paused, and when he saw the words on it, he couldn't help frowning.
"June 22, the first few days, the old man took away the jade red lotus fish hairpin?"
Steward Feng bowed down.
After a while, I heard her scream: "The canary feather satin was also taken by the lord last month?" β
"Well, yes, yes, sir." Steward Feng looked at her in disbelief, he wiped his sweat, the sky can be seen, it is really a master, there is a master's seal on it, and he doesn't dare to make a fake account if he has ten guts.
Feng Tong shook his hand and flipped the account book forward, and said with a stunned eye: "The gold-inlaid glass mirror and the pair of mandarin duck boxwood pillows were also taken away by him."
Steward Feng was a little reminiscent, and didn't dare to answer again, so he only hung his head and filled the wooden stake.
I don't know how many valuable treasures Feng Yuan took out, Feng Tong was so angry that he trembled, and he didn't want to look at the account book anymore, so he threw it into the butler's arms and turned around and went back to the room.
Mama Song came back to her senses and hurriedly chased out.
When I arrived at the door of the main house, before I entered the door, there was a sound of beating. She was startled and quickly lifted the curtain and entered the house.
The room was already in a mess, and Feng Tong was holding a bottle to smash it.
"Oh, I can't help it, what is my wife doing?" Mama Song snatched the bottle, held it in her arms, and carefully put it back in its place.
Feng Tongshi trembled with anger, sat down on the bed, patted the mattress vigorously, and choked up: "Nanny, those are all good things, Fanglan soup pills are still given by the emperor, and the hairpin fabric double pillow, I want to leave it to my daughter-in-law, and I actually let him give it to the fox outside."
Tell me, tanuki, didn't he dig out my heart for life? β
Mama Song's voice was like a mosquito: "Xing, Xing, maybe the old man took those to celebrate the birthday of colleagues and friends"
There was no confidence in this, Feng Tong squinted at her: "You don't believe what you say, so don't take it out to coax me." All the objects are used by women, and the things used by the housemaids after the congratulatory gifts are given have not become a joke? β
After a few gasps and a few back and forth, her mood calmed down a little, she took the teacup handed by Mama Song, took a sip and moistened her throat, but she was still not at ease: "Nurse, let Steward Feng send all the public accounts." β
After the "rustle" sound of the page, Mama Song waited for Feng Tong to close the account book, she was illiterate, and she said curiously: "Mrs? β
"I didn't take the money, and there was not one less shop in the field."
"That's a good thing, why is my wife still worried?"
Tsk, Feng Tong glanced at Mama Song with disgust, she was really getting older and more stupid, and said angrily: "The master has a private account in his hand, and he never goes through my hands, who knows how much to make up." β
"Oh, that's it, the old slave forgot about it." Mama Song suddenly realized.
"No way!" Feng Tongshi clenched the bedpost with one hand, his fingertips were forced, his nails were sharpened by the hardwood, and he didn't know it, he gritted his teeth with a gloomy face and said: "All the people in this mansion are all my son's, and others don't think about it!" β
beckoned to the nurse: "Ask my nurse brother to inquire about where the master has placed the outer room." β
Mama Song was taken aback and snorted: "Mrs. This is wanting, wanting"
Feng Tongshi chuckled lightly and comforted the nurse: "Don't worry, I won't go to find her bad luck in person." I am very respectful, and even if I want to see her, I have to be a pariah. β
Despite the apprehension in her heart, Mama Song still called her eldest son Ding Pei to give instructions.
Ding Pei was really a good person, but he turned around in half an hour and investigated the bottom of the green warbler in detail.
"South Gate Lane on South Gate Street?" Feng Tong's brows furrowed, and he was jealous in his heart, "Brother Milk, has the master been going there a lot lately?" It must be bluffing to say that socializing. β
Ding Pei grew up in Tong Mansion since he was a child, and his heart was towards her, and he had already turned the bottom of the green warbler upside down, and hurriedly replied: "Exactly." Mrs. didn't know that the green warbler was born in Datong, with a beautiful and fruitful appearance, and the old man went to see her every once in a while. In May, she was also connected to the right because of her
Lord Zhengzhang got into a discord, and he was jealous and made the people make up a book. β
Feng Tong gritted his teeth and listened, he was already very jealous, he knocked over the vinegar bottle in his heart, and kept twisting the handkerchief in his hand, wishing that it was the green warbler that was hanging in his hand.
"I said that I suddenly got out of the gold house and hid Jiao, it turned out that I was jealous of others for a little girl, and I was ashamed of him!"
She was secretly jealous, but she was disdainful: "Phew! Born in a lowly background, he is a frivolous and prodigal means, and he is cheap! I thought I was looking at some kind of unearthly beauty, but it turned out to be a fat and oily one, and the old man is really alive
The more I went back. β
Mama Song hurriedly echoed: "That's it, a fat body is disgusting, how can Israel serve people for a long time, and the wife doesn't have to worry about it." β
"It's just a slut, and it's not worth worrying about." Feng Tong picked up the teacup and slammed it on the ground, and said gloomily: "But she shouldn't have taken my son's things!" β
Mama Song was stunned: "What does Mrs. want to do?"
Feng Tong nodded at the gift box on the desk in the air, "Uncle's birthday is coming." He pursed his lips and smiled meaningfully: "Hehe, it was a good day, I miss my aunt and wife a little." β
In a blink of an eye, it was the sixth day of the seventh month, the birthday of Feng Sheng, the Marquis of Zhongyong.
The autumn wind was blowing, and the people of Feng's mansion were sweeping the dry branches and leaves that had fallen last night. Feng Yuan had already packed up and waited in the main hall, wearing a round-necked gold silk vermilion robe, festive spirit.
Feng Sheng's birthday in early July.