84_84041Finally, after the seventy-seven forty-nine needles were pricked, Shen Yu's sweat had soaked the entire bed, and the old lady, Feng Jinyuan and the girl were also tired and half dead.

I saw Feng Yuheng rubbing his hands while asking Huang Quan to put away the silver needle, and at the same time said faintly: "This is really a strange disease, if Ah Heng is a little late, I am afraid that the eldest sister will not wake up in this life." ”

The old lady was afraid for a while, and couldn't help glaring at Feng Jinyuan: "Thanks to me for calling Ah Heng over, and then you invited those quacks, you can't regret delaying Shenyu." ”

Feng Jinyuan felt that this matter was very strange, especially the resentful gaze after Shen Yu opened his eyes, like a poisonous scorpion to sting Feng Yuheng to death, where did he look like a person who had just woken up from a coma?

He seemed to understand something, looking at Shen Yu's hands that were pierced with holes, his whole body shuddered - could it be that Shen Yu pretended to be sick, and he and the old lady were both caught in Feng Yuheng's way, and he hurt his daughter?

Feng Yuheng watched Feng Jinyuan's gaze gradually sober up, knowing that he had thought of it, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

This Feng family is really getting more and more interesting!

"Feng Yuheng!" Feng Jinyuan gritted his teeth and looked at this daughter, he couldn't strangle her to death with his own hands, "You are so ruthless!" ”

This is said quietly, and it is squeezed out of between the teeth.

Feng Yuheng looked at him with a pair of smart eyes blinking, and suddenly showed a charming and poisonous smile like a poppy, and said, "So what? ”

Oh, yes! So what?

Feng Jinyuan, even if he guessed that Shen Yu was pretending to be sick, could he tell the truth? Does Shen Yu dare to admit it?

The father and daughter couldn't do anything but admit it. Shen Yu suffered forty-nine stitches in vain, and on the surface, he had to be grateful to the person who gave the needle, which made them vomit when they thought about it.

"Alright." The old lady wiped her face under Mama Zhao's service, and then said, "Since Shenyu has woken up, then I will rest assured." She instructed the people in the house: "You help the eldest lady change her clothes, and change the bedding too, so that you are soaked with sweat." Bathe first province, so as not to catch the cold. ”

The people nodded their heads and began to get busy.

The old lady looked at Feng Yuheng again, her eyes were full of gratitude: "It's really hard Ah Heng, I didn't sleep all night yesterday, and today I called you up again, grandmother is really upset." ”

Feng Yuheng comforted her: "Grandmother, don't say that, don't say that the sick sister is the eldest sister, it is someone else, as long as the grandmother says a word, Ah Heng will definitely help." ”

The old lady felt that Bei'er had face, and said that Ah Heng was good, and then took Feng Yuheng's hand and walked out of the yard together.

When Feng Jinyuan and Shen Yu's father and daughter were left, Feng Jinyuan especially wanted to ask Shen Yu if he was pretending to be sick. But when he saw Shen Yu's look of resentment, he felt that there was no need to ask again. The answer is yes, but I don't know why Shen Yu wants to pretend to be sick like this.

Back at Tongshengxuan, the laughter that Huang Quan had been holding back finally broke out, leaning on an old tree in the yard and laughing.

Feng Yuheng waited patiently for her to finish laughing, and then asked, "As for it?" ”

Huang Quan nodded vigorously: "That's great!" Miss, your trick is really bad, if the prince knew about it, he would definitely praise you like this. ”

Feng Yuheng stroked his forehead, loss? Is this also called praise? It's so ingenious that you royal palace praises people!

The next day, Feng Yuheng slept until noon. When she woke up, Yao was sitting on the edge of her couch with a piece of clothing sewn in her hand.

She sat up and rubbed her eyes, "Why is my mother here?" What is this sewing on? ”

Yao smiled, "I made a base coat for you and Zirui, and it was sewn up with a few stitches." ”

"Isn't there enough clothes in the house? Why do you pay for this? She reached out and touched the white cotton cloth, which was very soft, much better than what had been sent from the house.

"This is specially selected by your Aunt An, and there is not much material, only enough for each of your three children." Yao put down the work in his hand and reached out to stroke Feng Yuheng's hair, "I didn't eat well when I was in the mountains before, and your hair was always yellow and thin. Now not only has her hair grown well, but she has also become a beauty. ”

Feng Yuheng heard that there was something in Yao's words, stared at her for a while, and said, "Mother has something to say, don't be like this." ”

Yao sighed and took her hand: "Ah Heng, there are some things that my mother doesn't want to ask, but it's really uncomfortable to hold it in my heart, and if someone else asks in the future, I don't know what to say." ”

"My mother wants to ask me when I learned archery, right?" She knew that although the Yao family had not seen the hand exposed at the palace banquet, it was impossible for no one in the house to chew the root of the tongue, and the Yao family had always been a serious person, and it was also appropriate to have doubts.

She moved out with a generic reason: "The Boschi taught it." ”

"Is there really a Boschi?" Yao simply asked.

Feng Yuheng smiled, "Mother, if you believe it, you can believe it, but if you don't believe it, you won't have it." I am your daughter, and I will not harm you. ”

Yao saw that she didn't want to say more, and she was able to give such a reason, in fact, so that she could have a reasonable explanation in front of people in the future.

She was helpless, but she didn't pursue it anymore, and only said: "I am your mother, I just hope for your good." ”

Sending the Yao family away, Feng Yuheng had to think a few more times.

Yao was already suspicious of her, she could deceive others with the phrase "Boschi", but she couldn't deceive her mother who lived with her in the mountain village.

Today I just ask, if there are more things that I can't think about in the future, I am afraid that this knot will become bigger and bigger in my heart.

It seems that you have to find a way to distance yourself from the Yao family and send her to Xiaozhou to accompany Zirui?

Feng Yuheng had an idea in his heart, but he also understood that this matter was urgent. There are too many uncertain factors at the moment, and the first thing is that she has to ensure Yao's safety, and leave her under her nose, this matter still needs to be considered.

In the afternoon of that day, Qingyu brought back a message: "The Bu family is in mourning, and now the whole capital is talking about the funeral of Master Shangshubu." ”

Only then did she remember that the official Shangshu who was stoned to death by her daughter on the night of the palace banquet, I am afraid that it is the most depressing way to die in the world, right?

"The funeral is quite big, isn't it?" She was eating a snack while talking to Qingyu.

Qingyu poured her a bowl of tea, nodded and replied: "It's a second-grade master, not to mention that there is also the face of Concubine Bu, how can it not be magnificent." Last night, someone bought a piece of cicada in Qibao Zhai, and the slave sent someone to inquire later, and it was the Bu family who sent someone to buy it. ”

The so-called cicada is actually a kind of funeral object in ancient times, which was placed in the mouth of the deceased for tongue suppression. The cicada is jade, in the shape of a cicada, implying that the spirit is immortal and reborn and resurrected. Generally, rich families are very particular, and the step family can go to Qibao Zhai to buy cicadas, which shows that the funeral of the step adults is extremely important.

"Is there any movement in the Bu family?" Now the person who walks around the most is Qingyu, Feng Yuheng gradually got used to asking Qingyu about something, and he would find Lechuan and Huangquan to do things.

"Qi Bao Zhai's men heard the chatter between the two people who came to buy cicadas, as if they said that the Bu family had sent a letter to the general who was far away at the border pass, asking him to come back for the funeral."

Feng Yuheng was very interested in this news, and was also very satisfied with the watch of the Qi Bao Zhai guy, she told Sù Qingyu: "Give the guy who heard the news two taels of silver as a reward, and at the same time you should also make it clear to them, don't say anything you hear, except for you and me, anyone who inquires about the news must rely on my waist card." As she spoke, she handed Qingyu the Feng family waist card that the old lady had specially given her and wanted to make before entering the palace a few days ago: "You can see this clearly, use it for the time being, and I will replace it when I find a suitable object in the future." ”

Qingyu is a very smart girl, Feng Yuheng said a few words to her, she understood: "Miss is going to cultivate eyeliner, rest assured, the slave will definitely tell the people of the three shops, and at the same time, she will also pay attention to the cultivation of suitable people to insert them." ”

"Now that everything outside is you, I'm relieved. It's just that the people you have noticed don't just have to take care of business, just like the eyeliner thing I just mentioned, you have to do it seriously. People in this area have to pick those who are clever, but they must not be surprising in appearance. Since it can't be good-looking, it can't be ugly, it's better to have the kind of public face that can't be found in the crowd, so as not to make an over-impression and be reused many times. ”

Qingyu nodded: "The slave has written it down." Yesterday, Miss mentioned that she wanted to add manpower, and the slave and maid were also choosing, and she could bring a group of people in at noon tomorrow and ask Miss to choose. ”

"You don't have to pick it, you just bring good people into the house. I believe you. She doesn't want to do everything herself, she always has to give the people below some room to grow, even if the people selected by Qingyu are not good enough, or even wrong, it is also a growth experience. She cultivated Qingyu and the others, so that one day even if she was not there, they would be able to hold up a sky for her.

For Feng Yuheng's trust, Qingyu was very grateful, even excited.

She was not willing to be just an ordinary maid waiting for people, Feng Yuheng used her so much, she could almost fully stimulate her potential, let her stand alone, and completely regain her past self-confidence.

Such a master, Qingyu believes that apart from Feng Yuheng, there will be no second one in this life.

The master and servant talked for a while, and Qingyu left the house to get busy. Feng Yuheng called Huang Quan and instructed: "Find a way to check Bu Cong, the more news, the better." ”

Huang Quan nodded in response, but reminded her again: "Then you still have to inquire with His Highness, or borrow someone over there to investigate." ”

Feng Yuheng sighed lightly: "Go ahead, we don't have manpower at the moment." ”

Watching Huang Quan leave in a hurry, Feng Yuheng couldn't help but be a little anxious. In this era when there is no convenient communication and transportation, how important it is to establish a strong information network!

Bu Cong, the man who is said to be a little entangled with her is about to return to Beijing, why does this news make her a little flustered when she hears it?

What she heard at the palace banquet that day about the past between the original owner and Bu Cong was a beautiful story, and she even listened to it with a bit of gossip.

But now, her intuition told her that Bu Cong's return to Beijing was only a catastrophe for Feng Mansion or for her Feng Yuheng, ...... disaster.