Yang Yongqing also sat down on the ground with a sad face, and pulled the quilt that had fallen to the ground to cover him.
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"What's there to say? I've already slept, can I still go back?"
"Speak up, kid, why did you sleep together? Did you force Hei Feng to do it?" Yang Huaming asked.
He was most interested in interrogating Hei Feng, so he took the power of interrogation directly from Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou.
"I forced her? Fourth uncle, are you not mistaken? After all, I have experienced two wives. Regardless of whether it is Yu Jingui or Mo's family, which one is not more beautiful than Heifeng? Who am I!"
Faced with Yang Yongqing's confidence and disdain, Liu was happy, and added another blow: "At this moment, there are some things that can't be said for sure. You have to know how long you have been holding back this old bachelor, let alone a black man. Damn it, maybe even a sow looks pretty in your eyes?"
Yang Yongqing spat at Mrs. Liu: "A sow is even prettier than your fourth aunt!"
"Oh, what are you talking about, you little bastard? If you have the guts, why don't you say something again? Let me see if I don't skin you!"
Beijing.
In a wing of the Feng family in the capital.
Feng Meiyu met Ximei.
Ximei was wearing thick cloth and looked a little tired. There were thick dark circles under her eyes. She looked much thinner than before.
"Is someone trying to sow discord?" Feng Meiyu asked first.
Ximei knew what Feng Meiyu meant. He was asking him why she hadn't seen him for a long time and whether someone was instigating her to resent him.
"Master, no one is causing any instigation, slave, slave..." Ximei didn't know how to continue her sentence.
"Master, Ximei doesn't dare to say anything. Let me say it for her," said the eldest maid Meizhi standing aside.
"Okay, you speak for her, don't hide anything, tell everything you know." Feng Meiyu's face became colder.
Although he is not smart enough, he is at least an ordinary person and not a fool.
With Ximei's expression, one can imagine that she must have suffered an injustice.
"Ximei, she's in the laundry room, and she does all the dirty work. Anyone can bully her, especially Aunt Yi in the laundry room. She's so cruel. She makes Ximei rub her with cold water in the middle of winter. Clothes..." Mei Zhi said everything she knew in one breath.
She had attended a private school, knew how to read, was eloquent, and could talk. Now she was telling some of Ximei's experiences vividly, as if she had seen it with her own eyes.
After listening, Feng Meiyu's face turned livid.
He shouted: "Ximei, extend your hand."
After coming in and seeing Ximei, Ximei had always kept her hands in her sleeves instead of asking them out.
Originally, he didn't pay attention to such small details, but after hearing Mei Zhi's story, he realized that the facts might be different from what he expected.
Ximei hesitated and hesitated: "Master, it's not anyone else's fault..."
"What are you worried about? I am the young master and the master in the house, why do you have to worry about me? Now, listen to me and show your hand, otherwise the young master will go to the laundry room to find someone in person!" Feng Meiyu said coldly.
Ximei had no choice but to stretch her hands out of her cuffs.
Feng Meiyu glanced at it, and her pupils suddenly shrank.
Are Ximei's hands still human hands?
The hands were like dry branches, swollen and cracked everywhere, and bloody mouths were exposed on them.
"Who did this? Didn't I say before that I could see you less, but I would arrange a light job for you?" Feng Meiyu said loudly.
"Young master, please keep your voice down, so as not to be overheard." Mei Zhi whispered.
"I'm not afraid...Ximei, please be brave and tell me who asked you to do it in the first place?" Feng Meiyu was most afraid that this answer had something to do with his mother. If that was the case, he didn't know what to do, but He still wanted a real answer.
"It's that Aunt Yi..." Ximei lowered her head and said.
"Okay, Nanny Yi, I'm going to go out and kill her right now." Feng Meiyu moved her legs and wanted to walk out, but as soon as he took two steps, he was blocked by Mei Zhi.
"Young Master can't go out, Grandma Yi, she has someone to support her..." Mei Zhi said urgently in a low voice.
"Backer? How can a nanny have a backer?" Feng Meiyu asked doubtfully.
After all, he is still young and knows little about many things in the house, relying on the favor of his ancestors.
But the favor of the elders is not unlimited, and it will not allow him to be lawless.
"Nanny Yi, she is from the third room, and the third room is close to the main line." Mei Zhi whispered.
"I understand, it's Feng Qingyan again!"
The Feng family in the capital is now divided into five families because the ancestors had five sons. Feng Meiyu's father is the second eldest, that is, the second family member, and the third family member is his third uncle.
Sanfang's status in the house is still relatively high, because the children of Sanfang's family have also followed the path of studying, and they have done quite well. Now they have been selected as scholars and are heading towards the imperial examination.
In order to let his children take a further step, it is a very realistic choice to get closer to Feng Qingyan's line.
"It seems that it is impossible not to deal with Feng Qingyan."
Feng Meiyu discovered that the hatred between him and Feng Qingyan was not just a personal feud at the beginning, but also involved more aspects.
"You don't have any hatred between Sanfang and me, right? Why do they instigate Grandma Yi to bully Ximei?"
"Third room, Master Yu, has fallen in love with Ximei, but Ximei is unwilling to follow him..." Mei Zhi said with her head lowered.
"Feng Yu is still a scholar, but his moral character is so corrupt..." Feng Meiyu said angrily.
In the mansion, I often hear people privately praising Feng Yu for being young and promising, and that he is a pillar of talent. He will be admitted to the imperial examination, Jinshi, and become a high official in the future, so that the Feng family will continue to grow.
Most of the evaluations of him are that he has no future and behaves recklessly relying on the favor of his elders.
At first, Feng Meiyu heard it and was still very worried and annoyed. Now it seems that his nonsense is far behind Feng Yu's bad intentions.
It turns out that Feng Yu secretly forced the maid. If he didn't know this now, over time, Ximei would be forced to commit suicide by Feng Yu.
There are not many maids and servants in the house who have died like this.
"Meizhi, please make arrangements for Ximei first. She can't be allowed back to the laundry room. I'll find other ways." Feng Meiyu thought for a while and calmed down her anger.
"Okay, Master, this servant can handle this matter, but if Master Yu thinks of it and calls for help, I'm afraid I won't be able to evacuate." Mei Zhi said with a frown.
As a relatively high-status maid in the mansion, it is possible to arrange for one person, but the premise is that this person cannot be missed by the master.
If her master found out, no matter which master she was, she would not have the strength to resist.
"I'll do the rest, Mei Zhi. You take Ximei away first. You can't stay here for long. I'm going somewhere." Feng Meiyu gritted her teeth and said.
He originally didn't want to do this, but now the situation forced him to do it.
