Chapter 440: The Poor Man in Volume C
Before Second Sister You could take action, Ruixiang's voice sounded outside the door: "Uncle, uncle!"
You Lao Niang hurriedly went out, "What's wrong?"
“Auntie, there’s something urgent at home, and I need to ask the uncle to go back.” Ruixiang still respected You Lao Niang, “Baoxiang came here specifically to shout that there’s something urgent.”
Feng Ziying woke up a little after being given a glass of honey water. When she saw Baoxiang in front of her, she shook her head and asked, "What's the matter?"
“Miss Zijuan is here, saying that the situation from Yangzhou is not good...” Baoxiang did not say clearly, but Feng Ziying immediately woke up, fearing that something had happened to Lin Ruhai.
After being frightened, Feng Ziying broke out in sweat and stood up, "Second sister, third sister, that's it for today. I have something to do at home and I have to go back right away..."
Second Sister You and Third Sister You also heard what Baoxiang said about "Zijuan" and "Letter from Yangzhou". Although they didn't know what it was about, seeing Baoxiang talk about it specifically, they knew it was definitely not a trivial matter. , naturally they didn’t dare to stop her, so they could only send Feng Ziying out the door.
Fortunately, Baoxiang was smart enough to know that Feng Ziying was drinking here, so he directly called for a cab to prevent Feng Ziying from getting cold after drinking.
By the time Feng Ziying rushed home, it was almost midnight.
"So the government is going to send Sister Lin back to Yangzhou? Then who will send Sister Lin back and when will she leave?" Feng Ziying let Yu Chuaner next to her wipe her face with a hot towel while taking Xiang Ling and handing it over. of honey water and took a sip.
“The masters haven’t decided yet, and we still have to report to our ancestors. Our ancestors have been feeling unwell for the past two days, and we probably won’t report to our ancestors until tomorrow, but we will probably have to go out in two or three days.”
Zicjuan felt reassured when she saw that Feng Ziying finally came back. She didn't know why, but just seeing Feng Ziying's calm and calm face made her feel much more at ease.
“Well, then who will **** Sister Lin back to Yangzhou? These thousands of miles away, Sister Lin’s body is fragile. It’s early winter again, so I’m afraid she’ll have to make some preparations.”
Feng Ziying was also thinking about it. Of course he couldn't **** Lin Daiyu back to Yangzhou openly, but it was quite appropriate to go along the way. The time difference was only a day or two, so it was completely fine as long as he adjusted it.
“I guess it’s Second Master Lian. The words in the letter are a bit serious. The two masters are also a little busy and worried...” Zijuan didn’t say any more.
Feng Ziying nodded.
Since Lin Ruhai wants Lin Daiyu to go back, she must be seriously ill and wants to see her for the last time.
Jia She and Jia Zheng can naturally see this meaning, and the Lin family itself is very small. Even if there are some relatives, they are all distant relatives. And Lin Ruhai, who has been patrolling the salt censor for so many years, should have some wealth anyway. As Lin Ruhai Once the deceased's natal guardian must consider all aspects of these matters.
Apart from Jia Lian, there is really no one in the Jia family who can do anything. Jia Baoyu is useless, and Jia Huan is still studying at a young age, but Jia Rong is from the Ning Mansion, so far away. Not to mention, his reputation has never been good. After all, only Jia Lian, his direct cousin, is reliable.
"If it's Second Brother Lian, he's reliable." Feng Ziying nodded slightly, "In this case, you go back and bring a message to Sister Lin, telling her not to be anxious, to have a good rest, and not to hurt her body because of this matter. Maybe she will be cured in two days. Going on the road, my body's bones are already delicate. If I have to be tired all the way, I will be more likely to get sick. I will also try to synchronize here and see if we can go south together."
Hearing what Feng Ziying said, Zijuan finally felt relieved. Uncle Feng is still a responsible person. Since he agreed, he must fulfill his promise.
Sent Zijuan away, Feng Ziying went to bed to rest, but could not fall asleep again.
In fact, Feng Ziying had some awareness a long time ago. She always thought that she could travel through history and control the future. But in fact, the deeper she fell into this era, the more powerless she felt.
The inherent thinking of this era determines that many things cannot be done as you want. Feng Ziying even felt that even if she traveled through time to Emperor Yonglong or Ye Xianggao, she would still feel the same when facing the complicated situation of the Zhou Dynasty. Powerless.
The constraints of the Supreme Emperor, the restraints of other pavilion elders, the will of the scholar group represented, and the constraints from real conditions all make you, whether it is Ye Xianggao or Emperor Yonglong, can only follow the set track.
Feng Ziying felt that she had done a good enough job. At least the strategy of opening up the sea and borrowing money was reflected in the layout of the Ningxia campaign, the momentum building of many articles in "Internal Reference", and the influence of Qi, Qiao, Chai and even Emperor Yonglong. The subtle influence on his body promoted the launch of this strategy.
But manpower was limited, Xue Jun died of illness, Jia Yuanchun chose Fengzao Palace, and now Lin Ruhai is seriously ill, all of which are evolving according to the historical trend in "A Dream of Red Mansions", all of which made Feng Ziying feel her own powerlessness.
Unable to help sighing, Feng Ziying turned over.
Xiangling was on duty outside the house at night. Hearing the noise inside, she put on her clothes, got out of bed, and came in quietly.
Feng Ziying also heard the rustling sound, turned over and saw Xiang Ling coming in to see her. It was not yet time to burn the earth dragon, but there was already some coolness in the night, so she quickly waved to her.
During the year she came to Feng Mansion, she could feel the pity and care of the man next to her, which made her more and more attached to this man.
The bumpy childhood and the confusion in the Xue family made her yearn for a stable and peaceful life, and now all this seems to have become a reality. Even if she faces the "threat" of becoming a new bride, this man's promise never seems to fade. So it made her feel extra at ease.
"Hmm." Feng Ziying smelled the faint aroma of Xiangling's hair, and held the other's slender, slightly cold hand with one hand, "Come in closer, don't catch a cold."
"Is it because of Miss Lin's father's affairs?" Xiangling actually has a good relationship with Zijuan. Although she agrees with her daughter marrying into the Feng family, she also knows that Zijuan is rightly worried about Miss Lin. It really feels like everyone is their own master.
“Well, Lin Yatou also has a bad fate. I am worried that her father will not be able to afford it because of this illness..."
"What about Miss Lin?" Xiang Ling was also startled and turned around subconsciously to ask.
Even if she didn't know much about the world, Xiang Ling also knew how much of a blow and impact the death of both parents would have on a girl's marriage. She was afraid that the Feng family might not be willing to enter into this marriage.
Although this is good news for her girl, Xiang Ling has a pure and kind nature and is not willing to see such a result in exchange for her girl winning the victory and marrying into the Feng family.
“What should I do?” Feng Ziying pretended to be confused.
Xiangling twisted her body, half of her clothes fell off her shoulders, and pouted, "I'm pretending to be confused again. I want to ask Miss Lin what to do about her marriage? Will it be affected?"
"What do you think? Do you think I will care about this?" Feng Ziying asked.
"My servant doesn't know, maybe I don't care, but what about the master and his wife?" Xiang Ling hesitated, "Also, Miss Lin's body is too weak. If I want to marry Miss Lin, I'm afraid my wife may not be willing. The wife has been talking about the small number of people in the Feng family, and she must be hoping that the young mistress can have children..."
Feng Ziying laughed, Xiang Ling was shy and anxious, "Master, please don't misunderstand that I am speaking for Miss Bao. Even Sister Jinchuan'er is talking about Miss Lin's body. I'm afraid it will be difficult for my wife to agree to Miss Lin's marriage..." "
"Well, I know, and I didn't say anything." Feng Ziying smiled. He knew Xiang Ling's temperament, so he wouldn't think about it at this time.
Of course he knew that this was a difficult problem, so he never dared to clarify it with my mother, especially now that Lin Daiyu was still young and weak. When my mother inquired about it, and the Lin family had a good family background, I was afraid that this matter would become dirty immediately. .
Originally, I only hoped to wait for two years to wait until Lin Daiyu's body and bones were stronger. Then when it came to this matter, my mother would not object too fiercely. Unexpectedly, Lin Ruhai was seriously ill again.
"Then what are you going to do? If my father goes away again, Miss Lin will really be all alone in Jia's house. If I can't marry Miss Lin anymore, with Miss Lin's temperament, I'm afraid..." Xiang Ling relied on In Feng Ziying's arms, she looked up at this angular face, full of hope.
Although Lin Daiyu has a somewhat aloof temper in the Jia family, she is not disliked by others. Moreover, Xiangling also knows that Lin Daiyu can write poems and lyrics, and has always hoped to learn from her.
Looking at Xiang Ling's pure and kind face, the rouge red mole between her eyebrows was even more charming, Feng Ziying felt a pity in her heart.
This girl is really kind-hearted. She had always hoped that she would marry Baochai. At this time, she could think of this for Lin Daiyu. Thinking that Xiangling's tragic ending in "A Dream of Red Mansions" was finally changed by her own hands, Feng Ziying felt in her heart Also relieved a lot.
"Don't worry, I have my own way, but I didn't expect you to be so considerate of Girl Lin."
Xiang Ling also felt that the man behind her seemed to be getting hotter and hotter. She felt a little panicked, but she couldn't break away. She said in a trembling voice: "Master, slave..."
Seeing the frightened and shy look, Feng Ziying's breathing became rapid, she hugged her whole body suddenly, and her voice became muffled.
“I’m sixteen now, what did my wife tell you?”
"Huh?!" Xiangling was so shocked that she shrunk in shame, "Do you already know this?"
“What do you think?” Feng Ziying chuckled and pulled the quilt over. Xiangling’s exclamation suddenly stopped...
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The dew is thick, the flowers are thin, the sweat is thin and the clothes are light.
…
Gently pushing Lang, he gradually heard a trembling sound and blushed slightly in shock.
(End of this chapter)