After six years, he appeared again in the aristocratic circle of Huzhou City, Zhao Youjun attached great importance to the lotus banquet hosted by Mrs. Yang, and after Mrs. Yang sent the invitation, she made jewelry and clothes for herself and Feng Mingwu and Feng Zhige.

This was originally a very simple matter, but it became not so simple because of the importance that Zhao Youjun's mother and daughter attached to the lotus banquet.

Yes, not only Zhao Youjun, but even Feng Mingwu, who is only going to be twelve years old this year, also regarded this lotus banquet as an opportunity for him to make a perfect appearance among the nobles of the Huzhou family.

After comparing I don't know how many jewelry and ready-to-wear stores, Zhao Youjun finally decided to go directly to Fengyixuan to choose clothes and jewelry.

When the maid from Chengmingtang came to ask Feng Zhige if he wanted to go to Fengyi Xuan with Zhao Youjun's mother and daughter, Feng Zhige had just finished lunch and thought about walking a few laps in the courtyard to eliminate food before taking a nap.

Feng Zhige didn't want to get together with the mother and daughter who had different hearts, as for clothes and jewelry, since Zhao Youjun was so generous and wanted to send her money, of course she would not be polite, so she immediately ordered Mama Li to let Feng Yixuan send the most beautiful clothes and jewelry to herself.

The bill, of course, has to be reimbursed by Zhao Youjun.

I hope Zhao Youjun won't be too surprised when he sees it.

Feng Zhige thought unscrupulously.

After waking up from a nap, Feng Zhige was refreshed, thinking about whether to find something to pass the time, and got the news that the steward of the outer courtyard of the Hou Mansion asked to see him.

The steward of the outer courtyard is in charge of the affairs of the Hou Mansion to the outside world, and it is said that he only acts on the orders of Feng Lin alone, but Feng Zhige has hardly dealt with this steward surnamed Ping, so what is the matter with him coming to him?

"I don't know what's the matter with Steward Ping?" After inviting the Ping steward into Luoshuixuan, Feng Zhige asked straight to the point.

The flat steward was about forty, and his face was full of Yan sù, and he first saluted Feng Zhige respectfully, and then explained his intention.

It turned out that just now, a strange man suddenly broke into front of the Hou Mansion and said that he was going to visit Mrs. Weiyuan Hou.

Mrs. Wei Yuanhou is such a noble person, how could she casually see an unidentified foreign man, of course the concierge will not spread it. Unexpectedly, the man had a lot of strength, and it seemed that he would not give up if he didn't see Mrs. Weiyuan, so he threw the porter down and broke into the Hou Mansion in three or two clicks, but fortunately, the Hou Mansion guards arrived in time, and then the man was restrained.

But even if the man was restrained, he still refused to bow his head, only said that he wanted to see Mrs. Weiyuanhou and asked the reason, but he kept silent.

After receiving the following notice, the Ping steward wanted to let the man out, but he was afraid that he was really an old man of the Hou Mansion, and second, if the man was still intruding outside the Hou Mansion, he was afraid that it would cause onlookers to watch. Coincidentally, the master in the Hou Mansion, Feng Lin went out to visit friends, Feng Mingxiang almost lived in the Confucian Xu Qingsong during this time, Zhao Youjun and Feng Mingwu mother and daughter went to Fengyi Zhuan, at this time, Feng Zhige was the only one who could be the master.

"Please show the eldest girl." The voice of the flat steward was like a straight line, without the slightest fluctuation.

Want to see Mrs. Wei Yuanhou? I just don't know, what that person wants to see is Mu Qingwan, the real Mrs. Weiyuanhou, or Zhao Youjun, an impostor?

Thinking of this, Feng Zhige was a little curious about the people who came.

So he said: "Since this is the case, then I will go to meet people first and then make a decision, and I will be tired of taking care of the steward to lead the way." ”

Steward Ping nodded, retreated outside the door and waited for Feng Zhige to freshen up a little, before leading Feng Zhige to meet people.

In view of the man's dishonesty, the steward had several guards escort him in an empty room next to the porter, which was usually rarely moved, and there was a lot of unused debris piled up in it, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated.

As soon as Feng Zhige entered the house, the first thing he saw was a figure who was pressed to the ground by several guards, almost covered in a layer of ash.

The man was face down, Feng Zhige couldn't see what he looked like, but his economic situation was obviously not very good, and the clothes on his body were just made of the most ordinary materials, and the neckline, cuffs, etc., which were the most easily rubbed, were still a little white. As if sensing someone coming, the man suddenly struggled, and although he couldn't get out under the suppression of several guards, it also made him twist his head.

That swarthy face was stained with dust, which didn't make people see his appearance clearly at a glance, but faintly, it gave Feng Zhige a strange sense of familiarity.

The man blinked, and when he saw Feng Zhige's face clearly, he suddenly felt a burst of excitement, not only his eyes were frighteningly bright, but even the strength of the struggle was unprecedentedly greater, almost lifting the several guards who were holding him apart, he seemed to want to say something, but because he was stuffed with something in his mouth, he only made a series of "whine" sounds of unknown meaning.

Feng Zhige's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the already slightly raised eyeliner was even more obvious.

Everyone thought that Feng Zhige would at least ask that person a few words, but she didn't expect that she only glanced at it, so she retreated outside the house in a few steps, turned her head and whispered a few words to Banxia who was standing aside. I don't know what she said to Banxia, Banxia was stunned for a moment, then nodded and turned to leave.

It wasn't until he couldn't see Banxia's figure that Feng Zhige glanced at the people in the house again, and instructed lightly: "Steward Ping, our Hou Mansion is not something that anyone can climb up if they want to, I think this person is also a person who wants to touch the light of the Hou Mansion, let people throw him out." ”

Whether it was the flat steward or a few guards, they were a little puzzled, the person's appearance was obviously something to say, the eldest girl had already come, why did she drive people away without asking anything?

However, no matter how puzzled he was, Steward Ping still nodded at the guards and motioned for them to follow Feng Zhige's instructions.

So, under the coercion of several guards, the man was pushed out while struggling, but until he walked away, he still kept trying to look back at Feng Zhige, and the sound of "woo" in his mouth never stopped.

Seeing the guards take the man away, Feng Zhige said to Steward Ping again: "I suddenly remembered that I had something to do to go out of the house, so I bothered Steward Ping to order someone to prepare the carriage and use it later." ”

Steward Ping's eyes flashed, and he replied respectfully: "Yes." ”

The efficiency of the Hou Mansion was very fast, but after a while, someone returned that the carriage was ready, Feng Zhige nodded, and got into the carriage with Fufeng and left.

The coachman who drove the car was still the secret guard that Mama Li had arranged to come in a long time ago, and walked out of the Hou Mansion two streets, making sure that no one was following behind, and then the coachman said softly: "Master, there is no tail." ”

Feng Zhige nodded lightly and said a place name: "Go to Batiao Hutong." ”

The coachman replied with a soft "yes", his wrist flicked, the whip in his hand flicked a beautiful arc, and the carriage turned smoothly and slowly headed towards its destination.

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