"Niangniang, you and Your Majesty are just playing, why are you so worried? Are you worried about the safety of the squire? ”

Imperial.

The West Ancestral Palace is located in the Lenggong District.

A beautiful woman dressed only in light clothes but still beautiful is sitting in the garden pavilion looking at the moon and sighing.

The palace maid next to him was distressed, and asked cautiously.

Qin Rumeng sighed faintly:

"On my father's side, this palace is not worried, but Anshi's side ......"

Qin Rumeng's snow-white shell teeth bit her red lips lightly, a little unable to speak.

It was even more uncomfortable to follow the palace maid, and she was busy:

"Niangniang, the slave maid is very familiar with Grandpa Wei, who is in charge of the palace ban, why don't the slave maid send someone to inform Young Master An Shi of this news."

"This ......"

Qin Rumeng's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and she was almost about to soften her heart, but she quickly remembered Feng Menglong's previous explanation to her.

Once this matter is known to Feng Anshi, with Feng Anshi's temperament, how can this drama continue?

Fear.

All their efforts have been in vain!

Especially Feng Menglong's words that sternly warned Qin Rumeng at the end:

'A habitual son is like a murderer!' ’

If he wants Feng Anshi to grow, this kind of pain must be experienced.

Thinking of Feng Anshi's true identity, Qin Rumeng could only grit his silver teeth and harden his heart, and said coldly:

"Yang Liu, the palace is lacking, help the palace to go back and rest."

"Yes."

Yang Liu didn't dare to refute, so he could only help Qin Rumeng back to the room to rest.

…

"Miss Bao, don't worry, we won't let the young master come this time!"

"Miss Bao, if the young master really dares to make a mistake, let's tie up the young master and don't let him mess around!"

Early the next morning.

As soon as Feng Anshi got up, he heard the sound of people chattering outside the door.

Get dressed and push the door open.

Boy.

Yang Peifu, the chief housekeeper and bookkeeper of the Feng family, and several chief housekeepers, including Bao Girl, Xiao Liu'er and other core personnel, have been waiting outside the door for a long time, and they are waiting for him Feng Anshi to come out.

"Young master, this silver is life-saving money, you can't spend it indiscriminately."

"Young Master......"

As soon as they saw Feng Anshi come out, the crowd directly blew up the pot and wanted to drown Feng Anshi.

"What's the noise? Do they want to rebel one by one? Young Master Ben isn't dead yet! Steward Yang, you and Ben Shao come in! ”

Feng Anshi shouted coldly directly.

"This ......"

The crowd that was still menacing just now instantly became dumbfounded.

Yang Peifu didn't dare to speak more, so he could only follow Feng Anshi into the room and carefully close the door.

Notice.

The concept of dignity and inferiority in this era is extremely terrible, and slaves and maids are against their masters, which is not as simple as killing their heads, and their families will sit together.

"Old Yang, I have heard that the calligraphy and painting of Yang Shen and Yang Dacai of the former dynasty are very popular in the world recently? My Uncle Wang and Li Chun and Li Shaoqing all like it very much, and they have collected a lot of pairs? ”

"This ......"

Yang Peifu is a clever one.

The young master of his own family doesn't know what medicine he took wrong today, but he is actually interested in this Laoshizi calligraphy and painting?

However, he didn't dare not answer, so he could only say:

"Young master, there is such a thing. But young master, that Yang Shen is just a person who sells his reputation and reputation, and it is okay to paint the beauties of the Spring Palace, but as for his words and poems, they are not eye-catching at all. Moreover, there are a large number of his works in the world, not a hundred but eighty pairs. ”

After all, Yang Peifu is the chief housekeeper of the Feng family, the left servant of the household department, who is in charge of the world's money and grain, and he is still clear about these markets.

"That's right. Lao Yang, how much is a pair of Yang Dacai's calligraphy and paintings on the market now? ”

Feng Anshi asked leisurely, crossing Erlang's legs.

"The beauties of the Spring Palace are probably more than two hundred and twenty-one, and the calligraphy and paintings may be fifty-two and one."

Seeing Feng Anshi's face full of hanging, what else could Yang Peifu do except despair? I can only answer with a hard head.

"Oh."

"The needle doesn't poke. In this way, Lao Yang, Ben Shao also likes the calligraphy and painting of this Yang talent, and wants to wrap it up. Isn't there a price difference in the market now? The most important thing to lack is silver, you have three hundred taels to collect, how much is the less! ”

"By the way, Lao Yang, Ben Shao knows that you have a wide range of doors, you should find more fresh faces to spare, don't use our Feng family. When I received it, I came to Ben Shao to get the silver! ”

Feng Anshi smiled and patted Yang Peifu on the shoulder, with a sneering expression.

Mainly at this time, Feng Anshi also found out.

If he does this fortune plan in a regular manner, he can't do it nine out of nine, so it is better to use his character as a loser to directly push it forcibly, but it will get twice the result with half the effort.

No way.

The reputation is too stinky, it's really not reputable.

"But young master, ...... over there."

Yang Peifu was anxious and wanted to say something, but was coldly interrupted by Feng Anshi:

"Bastard thing! You are still not a slave of my Feng family, Ben Shao is still not the young master of the Feng family?! Where are so many of them? ”

Seeing that Yang Peifu still wanted to refute, Feng Anshi's voice was even colder:

"Steward Yang, Ben Shao seems to remember that your wife is very jealous, but you actually raised a house wife in a muddy alley? What's the little lady's name? It seems to be called Qingniang, right? ”

"Plop!"

Before Feng Anshi's words fell, Yang Peifu had already 'pounced' and knelt on the ground, and hurriedly said loyally to Feng Anshi:

"Young master, the master is not here now, of course you have the final say in the Feng family, and the old slave fully supports you. The old slave will do it immediately. ”

…

Yang Peifu wanted to leave as soon as he went out.

But he was entangled by Miss Bao and others, and he couldn't get out for a while.

Feng Anshi, who saw all this through the window, couldn't help but hook up a trace of arc at the corner of his mouth, and everything was under control.

Then he called Xiao Liu'er and coerced him.

Xiao Liu'er was obviously much better trained than Yang Peifu, and was directly frightened and cried by Feng Anshi, so he could only nod desperately.

Soon.

Xiao Liu'er went out to help Yang Peifu relieve the siege, and the two hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of their feet and left Feng's mansion.

But as soon as he went out, Yang Peifu reacted.

Xiao Liu'er followed him, it must be that the young master was going to stare at him, and he didn't dare to play tricks if he wanted to, but he had an idea as soon as his eyes rolled, and he hurriedly said:

"Liu'er, it's a big matter, and the master can't pick our skin when he comes back? In my opinion, why don't we go to Wang Yushi's house and listen to Wang Yushi's opinion? Perhaps, Wang Yushi can persuade the young master? ”

Xiao Liu thought about it and it made sense, and the two quickly rushed to Wang Shuang's mansion.

…

"What?"

"Feng Anshi's waste loser wants to accept Yang Shen's calligraphy and paintings? The beauty of the Spring Palace is the same as calligraphy and painting? ”

Wang's study.

Wang Shuang was about to go to duty, and when Mu Ran heard the news, he couldn't help frowning.

Wang Hao couldn't hold back his laughter anymore, and hurriedly said:

"Dad, eighty percent, it was this waste loser who came to our house yesterday and saw Yang Shen's calligraphy and paintings in our corridor. This waste, I am afraid that Mougins will get the silver, and want to pretend to be elegant. ”

"Dad, do you remember the case you handled in Jingxi last time, and the rich man gave you more than a dozen pairs of Yang Shen's calligraphy and paintings? Since Feng Anshi, a waste loser, wants to be wronged, why don't we fulfill him? Anyway, these words are not worth much......"

Wang Shuang also reacted at this time, and couldn't help stroking his beard and laughing:

"The children can be taught."

"That's it. However, you have to go and greet the Feng family well, so that they can understand that my Wang family is for their good! Got it! ”

Wang Hao suddenly smiled and nodded:

"The child understands, the child understands."