Chapter 218: Let's Dream Their Spring and Autumn Dreams

Father seemed really disappointed in them.

Father is giving up on them!

The three brothers were wearing filial piety clothes, and Feng Zhengxi was holding the tablet of Bai Mingzhu in his arms.

Feng Zhengnan and Feng Zhengbei followed him left and right, and the three brothers tacitly exchanged glances.

Feng Zhengbei: Second brother, what should I do?

Feng Zhengnan: Second brother, my father should have really been injured, and we will really ...... in the future Is it going to have nothing to do with the Luo'an Palace?

Feng Zhengxi: I know! I don't want that either!

The three brothers exchanged glances, but no result came to them.

However, Bai Chengyu, who was accompanying him on the side, saw it, and his eyes were instantly filled with disappointment and contempt.

Even if my sister gives birth to more, what's the use?

None of them worked!

The only son...... But when he was brought out of the prison, he was already dead!

What's the use of keeping such useless offspring?

Is it because he is afraid that the family property will not be destroyed sooner, and the mansion will not be destroyed sooner?

Although Bai Chengyu was disappointed and disdainful of his three nephews in his heart, they are now a family.

In the end, his sister's body was indeed found in their county king's mansion, although it was suspicious everywhere, in front of real evidence, he had no way to question King Luo'an.

Let alone...... As a fellow man, he was deeply sympathetic to what happened to King Luoan.

I am especially ashamed of what my sister has done.

After the news spread about his sister and the Marquis of Yongning, the reputation of the female dependents of the county prince's mansion plummeted.

Even if a woman who is already married, she has even been taken back by her husband's family for various reasons.

More women who have already decided to marry are withdrawn from their marriages.

The county king's mansion was ridiculed by everyone in Beijing.

The ladies in the house are deeply affected!

Some people are even ashamed to know the ladies of the county king's mansion!

Even if he wanted to ask his sister where the county king's mansion was placed, but Mingzhu was dead, how could he be dissatisfied and angry?

I can only hold it!

At this time, the three nephews still had illusions about King Luo'an, and they couldn't wait to go over and knock their heads on the spot to see if they were filled with water.

Bai Chengyu coughed and motioned for the three nephews to continue walking.

Don't delay the burial.

Feng Zhengbei suddenly lowered his voice and asked Bai Chengyu.

"Uncle, my father really ...... us"

Bai Chengyu's forehead was bruised and jumping.

"Chen Zhengbei, what kind of face do you have to call King Luo'an again? If you still want a little face, go forward generously, make bigger jokes in the province, and let the county king's mansion and yourself take root in the pile of jokes! ”

Yongning Hou's surname is Chen, and his name is Chen An.

When the four Feng Zhengdong brothers were in the Baijun Palace, everyone called them the second son of Chen, the third son of Chen and the fourth son of Chen.

However, because Bai Mingzhu is dead and the Yongning Marquis Mansion is besieged, His Majesty has not yet ordered how to deal with the Yongning Marquis, so they are still surnamed Feng to the outside world.

Hearing the words "Chen Zhengbei", Feng Zhengbei was in a trance for a moment.

"Uncle, I'm still surnamed Feng."

Changed his surname to Chen.

But he is no longer a royal relative.

Moreover, His Majesty now has an unclear attitude towards the Yongning Hou Mansion, even if his biological father has a gold medal in his hand, he can't protect the entire Hou Mansion.

When Bai Chengyu heard the words of his little nephew, he was so angry that his facial features were about to distort.

"Chen Zhengbei! If you're still a man, puff up your chest and recognize reality! ”

King Loan has been humiliated to this point.

What's going on?

How many nephews still want to eat at both ends?

How cheeky is this?

No!

How shameless is this?

The three nephews can lose this person, and he can't afford to lose the Baijun Palace!

He Bai Chengyu can't afford to lose this person!

Bai Chengyu scolded sharply.

"Chen Zhengbei! In front of everyone's eyes, do you still want to call the king of Luo'an a father? If so, why did you protect your biological father Yongninghou at the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner? ”

Feng Zheng Bei Na Na explained.

"Uncle, I'...... We were ...... I was really worried that something would happen to my father, so I ...... I forgot my father for a while...... King Loan's side. ”

Bai Chengyu was angry.

I can't wait to knock this cartilage thing to death with a stick!

"Man's unconscious behavior is the truest thought! So Chen Zhengbei, several of your brothers chose Yongning Hou at the same time! Then straighten your back and don't give ......"

He wanted to say that your mother was ashamed, but when he thought of what his sister Bai Mingzhu had done, he was directly choked by himself.

His sister is shameful enough!

But Feng Zheng Bei still looked at him curiously.

"Uncle, don't give anything?"

Bai Chengyu couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked him in the calf.

"Stand still! Give your mother one last ride! ”

"Also, if you don't want your mother to have peace on her last journey, keep your mouth shut from now on!"

Feng Zhengbei's eyes were full of grievances.

Feng Zhengxi and Feng Zhengnan lowered their eyes and looked at the road, what they were thinking in their hearts, Bai Chengyu couldn't see it, but he could guess it.

can't support the mud on the wall, I'm afraid that I have the same mind as Chen Zhengbei.

Bai Chengyu's face darkened a few degrees.

Bai Chengyu thought that his voice was low, and there was still some distance from Feng Qingjiang and the others here, and Feng Qingjiang and the others must not be able to hear their conversation.

But right...... Bai Chengyu didn't know that Yan Bao not only saw it clearly, but also listened to it word for word.

Yan Bao hugged Feng Qingjiang's neck and repeated the conversation between Bai Chengyu and Feng Zhengbei to Feng Qingjiang word for word.

After finishing speaking, Yan Bao suddenly asked Feng Qingjiang curiously.

"Uncle Huang, if they want to continue to be your son, do you still want it?"

The corners of Feng Qingjiang's mouth twitched wildly.

He couldn't believe it, and looked at the three barbecued pork wild seeds that were getting closer and closer to his side.

"Are they crazy or is this king crazy?"

Yan Bao blinked and touched Feng Qingjiang's forehead.

"Uncle Huang, you don't have a fever, you must not be crazy."

Feng Qingjiang: "......"

Feng Qingjiang was amused by Yan Bao's small movements.

"That's right! Uncle Huang is not crazy! So, they're crazy, they're the ones who are dreaming about the Spring and Autumn Festival! ”

He raised a child for Yongning Hou for one or two decades, and he still thinks he is not green enough?

How heartless is he?

Yan Bao nodded very seriously.

The little guy thought about it, and told Feng Qingjiang in a milky voice.

That look looked very uneasy, as if he was afraid that Feng Qingjiang would be pitted again.

"Uncle Huang, you believe in Yanbao, Yanbao thinks that even if they shout about your father, they are not sincere to you! They ......"

Speaking of this, Yan Bao took a closer look at the three brothers, Feng Zheng Xi, Feng Zheng Nan and Feng Zheng Bei.

"Their breath is particularly dirty, and their eyes are ...... Too much to want! ”

Feng Qingjiang listened to Yan Bao's words, looking at the little guy's eyes full of concern and vigilance, and his heart was sour.

After the sourness, I feel filled with warmth.

That kind of warmth...... He hadn't felt it in years.

Probably when he was still ignorant, the imperial brother once gave such warmth.

Feng Qingjiang didn't start by glancing at the crowds on both sides of the street.

It's all to see him lively!

In that case, let's make it more lively!

Like boiling water, plus piping hot oil.

Stir up the pot!

Feng Qingjiang glanced at the guards in the crowd.

The guards understood, took the opportunity to squeeze out of the crowd, and brought the two mothers-in-law and four maids who took care of Qi Sanniang, as well as the two nursing homes that had been abolished martial arts, to the front of the funeral procession, blocking their way.

Princess Qi of Baijun, who was walking in the ranks of the women, felt chills when she saw those slaves.