Chapter 2203: Gui Zi Juan is slightly drunk before drinking, and his ambition is gradually rising
"You shouldn't blame Brother Feng now, right?" Shi Xiangyun said softly: "Actually, Brother Feng has thought carefully before doing everything. He has a heart to help others, but he also has comprehensive means. This That's the most important thing about a man. If you are abrupt and reckless, you are the one who falls behind."
Qin Keqing laughed, "I said before that I wanted to end the separation, but now my true colors are revealed, right? If I really want to end the separation, I'm afraid you will fall into delusion for the rest of your life. Why bother? I've said it a long time ago, Your life experience has no impact on him, and it can even help him. On the contrary, if he really wants to be amnesty, it will be ordinary."
Shi Xiangyun is obviously still reluctant to accept this point of view. Although it seems that what the other party said makes sense, it always feels a bit deviant.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this matter, but we're just talking about ourselves. What are we going to do next?" Shi Xiangyun asked: "Do you really plan to cut off all ties with them?"
"I'm in danger now, so how can I think about asking other questions?" Qin Keqing was absent-minded, "Just take a step and look at it."
"Then what are you thinking about? Brother Feng said that we won't go to Suzhou, Ganzhou. It would be much better to stay in Xi'an. You have asked me so many questions, and now it's my turn. I asked you, aren’t you also entangled with Brother Feng,..."
"Where do I have it? Don't talk nonsense there..." Qin Keqing's tone was slightly anxious, but she tried her best to stay calm, "Don't try to guess your thoughts on me. My identity is different from yours. You are Help him, if I fall on him, he will really be the target of public criticism, and it will be difficult for him to defend himself."
"Look at you like that, and you still say there is no ghost. Take a look at your expression. You can't even deceive others, but can you deceive yourself?" Shi Xiangyun laughed out loud, "It's nothing to like Brother Feng. It's such a shameful thing, are there not many people who like him inside and outside the house?"
"Others are others, but I am not." Qin Keqing shook his head, "Could it be that you are talking about Tanchun?"
Shi Xiangyun responded cheerfully: "Who else but her? Her thoughts are known to everyone in the family. She is the only one who thinks she has hidden them well. Even Sister Bao and Sister Lin know it well and do not want to reveal it. She's just embarrassed..."
"Her situation is the same, and the solution can be the same, but she uses this method to stir up trouble for the Feng family, which can confirm his reputation as a suave person." A smile appeared at the corner of Qin Keqing's mouth.
The two were laughing and playing again. There was no one else in the snow. The relationship formed in the prison made Shi Xiangyun and Qin Keqing very close, so there were many people who had a good relationship with Xue Baoqin and Xing Xiuyan. Topics that neither sisters can share can be freely exchanged between the two.
The two of them were joking and joking there, but Feng Ziying, who was blocked on this side, was embarrassed here. She could only wait for them to leave with her neck shrinking.
Fortunately, it was really too cold outside, so the two girls joked for a while, looked at the winter plum blossoms and snow scenery for a while, and then turned back.
Feng Ziying could finally go back. It was New Year's Eve today, and everyone had to wait for the New Year's Eve dinner to reunite the whole family. It was reasonable to call Jia She over, but Feng Ziying didn't say anything, and Bao Qin and Miaoyu Xiuyan said to call Xiangyun and Qin Keqing, and Feng Ziying nodded again.
Back in his house, Laoyuan Ping'er saw Feng Ziying's face turned blue and white from the cold. He quickly ran over and shook Feng Ziying's hand. He was shocked. Looking at Feng Ziying's deerskin boots, they were already soaked through. , and quickly complained: "Why are you so careless? You don't cherish yourself in this cold and hot weather. We all rely on you. What if someone has a headache or a fever?"
Feng Ziying held Ping'er's hand, which was soft and warm. Before he could speak, Ping'er pulled him into his room and asked him to sit down. At the same time, he ordered the little maid to get Feng Ziying's shoes to change. In addition, he was busy replacing Feng Ziying took Mrs. Tang and put it on Feng Ziying's hand, and asked Feng Ziying to cover her hand.
Leaning comfortably on the kang, the hot earth in the room warmed her body all of a sudden. Feng Ziying let Ping'er change her shoes and asked, "Is everyone back?"
"Well, we're almost there. Miss Yun and Miss Qin are both here. Yu Chuan'er just came back and went to the street to buy some items. The New Year pictures and couplets are also ready. We'll just wait to put them up tomorrow." Ping'er said softly. : "It's pretty fast here, I guess it will be on the table in a little while."
Hearing what Feng Ziying said, Ping'er laughed and said, "How dare I argue with Second Grandma Qin? Sometimes when I don't do well, I should ask Second Grandma Qin to forgive me."
Hearing that there was still some emotion in Ping'er's words, Feng Ziying raised her head and lifted Ping'er's chin, "Why, are you still angry? Bao Qin is so strong sometimes, even Baochai sometimes gets angry with her, she It’s not like no one knows about the discord between him and Daiyu,…”
Ping'er raised his head in surprise, "You also know...?"
"Why don't you know what's going on?" Feng Ziying stroked Ping'er's face and said with a smile: "It's inevitable for us in this big family to have stumbling blocks. Everyone has their own personality. My point is that you can't cross the bottom line. You You can have your own ideas and opinions, and you can even do things according to your ideas, but you can't hurt others. People also have the right to refute and object. This is how our family should be..."
Ping'er became more and more curious, "Master, what you said seems to be a bit disrespectful. Can a slave still be quarrelsome with his master and disobey his will?"
"Why not?" Feng Ziying disagreed, "If you make a mistake, of course you can point it out and even ask for correction. Of course you can be particular about the method. For example, what decision did Baochai make in the second room, Xiangling or Ying Or maybe Yingchun Siqi cannot object and disobey in person, but he can question and discuss it. If Baochai insists, then execute it first, and then we can continue to discuss it after he comes down. Just like me, the decision at home is I didn’t say you can’t question it, but you have to do it even if you make a mistake? How can you be so domineering? Just correct it if you make a mistake. There is no way to do good. I don’t think there is any problem with this, and I don’t think it will damage my prestige.”
"I'm quite open-minded. Grandma and the slaves have a master like me who has accumulated a lot of virtues in his previous life. In another family, there would be no such thing." Ping'er said sincerely: "It's the original Baoyu and others. Even if you treat your servants very well, you can't do this. If you are wrong, you have to defend yourself. At most, you will just not do it next time. It is absolutely impossible to admit your mistake face to face."
"It depends on how you look at it, so generally speaking, I will try my best not to make mistakes, but as long as you are a mortal, you will make mistakes, just try to be as few as possible." Feng Ziying happily picked up Ping'er's body and put it away Next to him on the kang, his warm hands took the opportunity to slip under the lapel of Ping'er's embroidered jacket, heading straight for the fullness.
Ping'er's breath tightened, and he pressed his body close to Feng Ziying's body, preventing the other hand that was untying his sweat towel from moving, and whispered: "Master, I can't do it right now, I have to eat soon. If they get the clues, I won't be able to see anyone."
Feng Ziying regretfully took back her hand and patted Ping'er's buttocks, "I'll let you go now. It's New Year's Eve and everyone is having a good time. Don't be angry..."
Ping'er smiled sweetly, "Look what I said, I don't know what kind of temperament this slave has. It's just a trivial matter. I'm not that ignorant."
After changing her shoes and warming her hands, Feng Ziying came out of the house with satisfaction and went straight to the flower hall.
Counting the number of people attending the New Year's Eve dinner today, it turns out that Feng Ziying planned to invite an opera troupe to sing, but no one is so enthusiastic about it this New Year's Eve. It should only happen in the first month of the year, so everyone Everyone objected, so Feng Ziying gave up.
The table has been set up a long time ago. Feng Ziying is sitting alone at the table, with Baoqin and Sanjie You next to her, Miaoyu and Xiuyan at the other end, and Xiangyun and Qin Keqing further down.
Ping'er and Qingwen, who are also considered eldest maids and have taken over their rooms, sit further back.
Logically speaking, before they knew their identity as concubines, the maidservant alone was not qualified to sit on the table. However, Feng Ziying insisted on letting the two of them sit on the table. There was no reason why she was not even allowed to sit on the table if she slept with her body.
Perhaps it is the norm in this era, but for Feng Ziying, it is not a big deal to make an exception. Of course, Feng Ziying also has to take care of Bao Qin and the others' emotions, so Qingwen and Heping'er were placed further back to show the difference.
The dishes were served one after another, and Feng Ziying sat in the middle, looking at the scene in front of her in a daze.
He actually came to Shaanxi, and he had such a big family. At first glance, there were several hostesses. When he thought about the fact that there were still a lot of people waiting for him in the capital city, thinking about himself, the days flew by. Even though more than half a year has passed, I have worked hard to get a clue in the past six months. In the next year, I should sort out the current situation so that the people in the court can convincingly recognize me.
I haven't drank the wine for a while, but I am already tipsy. The beautiful flowers are in front of my eyes, and my face is dazzling. An inexplicable ambition arises from my heart inadvertently. Maybe I really should do something different and just follow the rules. Are you a bit disappointed in this time travel?
(End of this chapter)