Chapter Thirty-Nine: Liu's Death

Feng Cinian lowered his head and was obviously not very happy, although he had not led troops to fight, but he was much better than these petite soldiers in the imperial city. "Sister, can you not go? I've heard that it's very boring. ”

"Not interesting? The official position that your father has offered you will not be too big, and everything will depend on you when the time comes. Isn't it good to have someone training with you and suffering together? "It's the same for her everywhere, and it's safe to come and go. As for whether it's interesting or not, it doesn't really matter much.

"Cui Sanye said that the soldiers in the imperial city are boring." Feng Cinian muttered quietly.

Cui Sanye? She remembered that she seemed to be one of her father's lieutenants, and his name was quite similar to that thing, and he was not at all the same as people. The third master's name is Cui Wenqing, and he sounds like a scholar. In fact, he is a ruffian, and if his father hadn't appreciated him, he might still be a soldier.

"You also listen to what the third master said, he is envious. Although he is a delicate soldier, he is far better treated than his father's soldiers, I don't know how much. It's only temporary, and if you do well, you might be able to rise quickly. When he is promoted to deputy general, it is better to show off with the third master. ”

"Okay, I'll go then." Isn't it just a lieutenant, so what's so difficult? Feng Cinian's eyes shone brighter, more than ever.

"Miss, the eldest lady is not good, something has happened." While the two were chatting, Steward Lin hurriedly ran in, looking at him as if something was wrong.

Feng Qing touched Ah Yan's head with one hand, and played with the jade spike in her hand with one hand boredly, only to realize how she brought Ye Weishao's things. "Well, what's wrong?"

Steward Lin breathed a sigh of relief, he was too anxious and a little tired when he ran over just now, "Miss, Liu Shihuan is over." ”

Feng Qing frowned, although Liu suffered a lot of skin and flesh that day, as long as he took the medicine well, there was nothing wrong, how could he die? "What about Father? Did you tell him this? "One day husband and wife, one hundred days, my father may have his own plans.

Steward Lin nodded and shook his head, "Yes, but the master said that in the future, all the affairs of the family will be handed over to the young lady to take care of, and this matter will also be left to the young lady." Whether it's a thick burial or a place to bury it, I also listen to Miss. ”

Is this what she wants to be a housekeeper? Generally speaking, if there is no housewife in the family, you can only find an acting housekeeper in the concubine room, but now not only does there be no housemother, but there is no concubine room, so she has to bring her, the eldest lady who has not yet married.

"There is no urgency in this matter, first ask someone to collect the corpse. After all, it's Feng Shuxiu and Feng Bofeng's mother, you go tell them. "It's impossible to bury it thickly, but if you want to bury it hastily, you will definitely be hated by Feng Bofeng and Feng Shuxiu, and this matter is not urgent.

"Miss, the second young master and the third young lady are not in the mansion."

"Haven't they all come back now?" It's been an hour since they've returned, and they haven't come back yet. Isn't Feng Shuxiu injured, why are she still wandering around outside.

Steward Lin nodded, the old man also asked about this when he came back, and knew that they didn't come back and scolded Aunt Liu for not teaching them well. "No, I didn't send the little guy back to report." It can be said that now he is completely out of the third lady and the second young master to play somewhere.

"What time is it?"

"Miss Hui, it's past half of noon, and it's time to open the West Market." The West Market is a busy city, and there are many people who set up stalls there to sell their goods at noon. There are also quite a few rich boys and ladies who go there to buy interesting knick-knacks.

"Go out and look for it, and if they don't come back after a while, let them not come back." Feng Qing is not easy to fool, since she is asked to be the housekeeper, then she must follow her, whatever she says is what she says.

Steward Lin nodded, and hurriedly left to call someone to find it. The rare Midyear Festival is so tired, it's sad to think about it.

Feng Cinian saw that Steward Lin was gone and stayed for a short time, so he dragged Ah Yan away.

"Miss, the master said that you are in charge, so why do you have to ask the opinions of the third lady and the second young master?" Luo You happened to walk in and heard a lot.

Feng Qing stretched out his hand and knocked Luo You's head, "Luo You, Luo You, can you talk in the future?" Liu is the mother of Feng Shuxiu and Feng Bofeng, right? ”

"Yes, but isn't that up to you? Even if you say that you pull Aunt Liu out to feed the dogs, they can't do anything. Luo You rubbed the place where she was beaten dissatisfied, and the young lady's hand looked very light, but it was also strong and painful.

"Do you think that if you leave it to me, I can do whatever I want? If I said that I would bury the Liu family casually, Feng Bofeng would be the first to refuse. There will definitely be trouble at that time, this family is not very good, what do you think will happen after he finishes the trouble? "It's not that a father and son are separated, neither of them can deal with each other, and she will also suffer. Peaceful days haven't been enough, where can they make trouble.

Luo You lowered her head aggrievedly, "It's the slave who is stupid." ”

Feng Qing chuckled, "Okay, you don't have to think about these things, let's make some food while you still have some time." "She doesn't seem to have eaten anything since the end of the day, so she's hungry.

"That, Miss today is the Midyear Festival, and the cooks are all going home for the holiday." In other words, if you don't have anything to eat today, you can only do it yourself if you want to eat.

Feng Qing looked at Luo You with a serious face, "Luo You, do you know how to make food?" ”

"No, it won't." She was also a backyard laundry maid at the beginning, and then she came when the young lady needed a maid, how could she make any meals.

"Can't even those ordinary snacks?" It would be nice to have a little heart cushion for your stomach.

Luo You shook her head again, "If you go back to Miss, the slave won't." ”

Feng Qing sighed and lay down lazily on the soft collapse. My mind is full of delicious food, how can I really want to eat? Want to eat noodles!!

With the idea of "doing it yourself, having enough food and clothing", Feng Qing planned to make a bowl of noodles by herself, isn't it just making noodles, although she has never done it, but she has seen others do it. I still remember the basic steps, and it shouldn't be any worse.

"Miss, this is powder and water, and it is used to make noodles." Luo You put the things she needed in front of Feng Qing, and she wasn't sure what she remembered as if it was.

Feng Qing rolled up her sleeves and washed her hands and began to make noodles, she remembered that she poured out the powder first, and then sprinkled water. "Luo You, help me pour the water on it."

"Ah, how much is Miss going to pour?"

That's a good question, and she doesn't know how much to ask. "You pour a little bit first and see how it goes."

Luo You carefully poured a drop into the powder, but nothing seemed to change. "Miss, do you want to add it?"

Feng Qing looked at it and nodded, "Plus." ”

Luo You added water, sealed the green side and noodles, and waited until Luo You was almost done. "Miss, do you really know how to?"

"No, do it for the first time." There is always a first time for everything, and there may be unexpected results.

"Well, miss, tell the slave what you want." She can't do it, so she can only give some off-site help.