Since Fengfang became the Shaoqing of Taipusi Temple, he still had two good days when he first entered Beijing.
At that time, Qin Que didn't know who he was and would take him with him in every situation. Fengfang didn't feel embarrassed to follow a man who was decades younger than him.
Not to mention, after doing this, many officials in the capital who did not know the situation thought that Fengfang was an important member of the Qin family.
Small officials and people from other places who came to Beijing on business often visited the house to give gifts.
At that time, the Feng family lived in a big house and bought a dozen servants and maids. Feng went out and made friends, and was very happy.
But soon, after everyone in the official circles of the capital knew who he was, fewer people gave gifts, and the family's income decreased.
Just counting on the salary from the imperial court is definitely not enough.
So Fengfang sold his servants and moved into a small courtyard, where he lived outside eating and drinking every day.
"Xiao Zhu, this is the chicken your father just bought from the vegetable market. You will kill it soon. Xu Jieyuan will come at noon. Dad wants to have a drink with him!" Fengfang dropped the chicken and wiped his hands in disgust.
He would never do this kind of work originally.
Even if he has no money, he is a scholar and Taipusi Shaoqing cannot afford to lose that person.
But unfortunately, I really have no money recently, so I had to ask my subordinates to bring a chicken, so I could barely show off my dignity in front of my daughter.
Today, Feng Xiaozhu is taller than when he was in Hailing, but he is also thinner.
The beauty in palace attire in Xu He's mind is now wearing a coarse hairpin skirt, squatting on the ground like a village woman, washing vegetables. How can she still think of the eldest lady who couldn't even cook a straw pot two years ago when she was at the Xu family.
Hearing Xu He's name, Feng Xiaozhu paused and looked up at his father: "Dad, can you take Mr. Xu to the restaurant..."
Before she finished speaking, Fengfang waved his hand and said: "You are a girl, how do you know how expensive restaurants in Beijing are? How can you afford to cook at home? Besides, Liangsheng is not an outsider. If you are not with him, Have you lived at home for a while?”
Hearing this, Feng Xiaozhu couldn't bear it anymore and turned around and entered the backyard.
When Fengfang saw this, he hurriedly shouted: "Xiaozhu, Xiaozhu, don't leave. Put away the chickens first. You should be here soon!"
At this time, Feng Xiaozhu was sitting by the bed, tears streaming down his face.
She hadn't heard the name Xu He for a long time.
But every time she dreamed back at midnight, the scenes on the sandbank, among the reeds, in the kitchen of the Xu family, and at the dock in Hailing kept appearing in her mind.
The thief's fierce face and the young man's sword made her wake up from her dreams time and time again, and then she stared blankly at the beams until dawn.
She thought about going back to Zhejiang, and wanted to go to Hailing to see Mrs. My father is a weak sapling.
"Xiao Zhu..."
The sound of Fengfang at the courtyard entrance interrupted her thoughts.
Feng Xiaozhu wiped her tears and walked out again.
"Xiaozhu, why are you crying?" Fengfang saw the tears in the corners of his daughter's eyes and quickly asked with concern.
Feng Xiaozhu forced a smile: "It's okay, the wind just blew the sand into my eyes. I'll go out to cook right now!"
Unexpectedly, Fengfang said at this time: "No, no, I'll ask Aunt Liu next door to help me, you just have a rest!"
Feng Xiaozhu looked at his father in surprise when he heard this, but Fengfang said: "By the way, quickly change your clothes and make a loud noise in a moment..."
"Dad!" Feng Xiaozhu's face turned red and he frowned, "Are you..."
Fengfang smiled awkwardly and said: "It's Xu He, what are you afraid of? Our two families are already well-connected!"
Feng Xiaozhu looked at his father and felt extremely humiliated in his heart.
Yes, she had thought about the scene when she met Xu He again, but not at this time...
"Master Feng, your guests have arrived!"
Aunt Liu's voice came from the front yard.
Fengfang's eyes lit up, and he turned around to go out. When he reached the door, he seemed to remember something, turned around and said, "Change your clothes!"
…
Xu He just walked into the courtyard of the Feng family and found that this place was far from where he imagined the young prince of Taipu Temple should live.
A small courtyard with two entrances, in front of which is the kitchen and guest room.
The door to the guest room was open, and it was filled with clutter.
A middle-aged woman outside the kitchen said with a smile: "Brother, are you a nephew of the Feng family?"
Xu He smiled and said: "That's right!"
Aunt Liu looked Xu He up and down and said meaningfully: "Are you here to propose marriage?"
Xu He's face was suddenly stunned...
"Aunt Liu, what are you talking about? Cook your food well, why are you chewing your tongue?" At this time, Fengfang Qiangui walked out from the second door holding a volume of books.
Seeing him pretending, Aunt Liu spat secretly, then turned away with the basin in hand, not looking at him anymore.
At this time, Xu He stepped forward and bowed and said: "Uncle Feng, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are still in such good health!"
Fengfang seemed to have just discovered Xu He at this time, pretending to be surprised and said: "Oh, Jie Yuanlang, hahahaha! Jie Yuanlang is here! Make a bright sound..."
Halfway through his words, he looked towards Ding Ze behind Xu He.
When Xu He saw it, he immediately smiled and said: "These are some local products from my hometown that this junior brought to Uncle Feng! Don't dislike it, uncle!"
Fengfang stared at Ding Ze as he unloaded the burden, and said with a smile on his face: "You are serious about it, and you come here with so many things, how can I use them, hahaha!!"
Just as he finished speaking, Aunt Liu, who was washing vegetables at the side, suddenly let out a sneer.
Xu He and Fengfang both looked at her. Fengfang quickly smiled and said, "Let's go in and talk."
After entering the house, the guests and hosts sat down, Fengfang smiled and said: "I happened to see Xie Siqing yesterday. I heard from his subordinates that Xie Siqing's son came to Beijing, and Mr. Xu Ge came with him. Nephew of the clan. As soon as I heard it, I knew it was you!"
Xu He said with a smile: "I originally planned to come to see my uncle today, but I didn't expect that my uncle would send someone here first. It's really rude!"
"Hahaha!" Fengfang burst into laughter and said, "Our Fengxu family are family friends, so there is no need to be formal! It's the same if I invite you here!"
Having said this, he looked at Xu He, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Have you read the book I gave you?"
Xu He stood up and cupped his hands and said: "I read it carefully ten times! I can recite it by heart!"
Fengfang stroked his beard and said with satisfaction: "If you can recite it by heart, it means that you have understood the title of "Poetry" correctly. I think you will have no problem with this book in the next day's test!"
"That's right!" Before Xu He could answer, Fengfang leaned forward and said, "I heard that my nephew is not married yet?"
When Xu He heard this, he thought to himself: "Sure enough!"
"Yes, uncle! I am still young and have not considered these things yet!"
Fengfang was anxious: "How can this be done? How can a man establish a family and a career before he has a family? Mr. Xiaoshi is really like this. He has so many things to do and he can't forget about your nephew's marriage!"
"this……"
