When Feng Yuheng mentioned this, everyone remembered the incident of Feng Zihao chasing her and chopping her wildly yesterday.

The old lady was the first to express her opinion: "Jinyuan, ask Zihao to apologize to Aheng. In addition, this matter cannot be forgotten like this!"

"I don't apologize!" Feng Zihao shouted, "Why do you want me to apologize to her? My mother was killed by her!"

Feng Yuheng was not angry either, but just watched Feng Jinyuan, which made Feng Jinyuan feel a headache.

The situation is not right now. Shen is dead, but the Yao family shows signs of recovery. He wants to protect the fish and cannot offend Feng Yuheng. Looking at Zihao again, Feng Jinyuan suddenly feels that even if he protects this legitimate son, it is useless. He is so useless that he will not be able to pass on the Feng family's family in the future. He will always cause trouble, which will cause trouble to the Feng family as a laughing stock. What's the point of protecting such a bad boy?

"Since you are not going to apologize, then you won't force yourself to be a father." Feng Jinyuan looked at Zihao and suddenly said this. Then he called the butler He Zhong: "Prepare the car and take the young master to chase the Shen family, and then said that the young master volunteered to return to his hometown to guard the tomb for his mother." After saying that, he glanced at Feng Yuheng, said nothing, and walked towards Songyuan.

Feng Zihao was completely stunned and asked him to guard the tomb? Did he not even let him go to school?

He wanted to call Feng Jinyuan back and ask him to change his mind, but when he turned his head, he saw Feng Chenyu's jealous look. Pity followed by despair, and then he bowed to the old lady and turned around and left.

Feng Zihao was really scared at this moment, so he quickly asked the old lady for help: "Grandma, I..."

"Stop saying anything." The old lady stopped him, "Just do what your father said. He Zhong, prepare the car."

The old lady left the words and returned to her yard with the help of Madam Zhao. Then the female relatives left one by one, leaving only Feng Yuheng standing still.

Feng Zihao remembered the apology and quickly said to Feng Yuheng: "Second sister, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. Please, father, please don't let me guard the tomb, okay?"

Feng Yuheng looked at Feng Zihao and found it funny. He is really Shen’s son, and he doesn’t have a brain at all.

"Big brother, how happy it is to be able to keep the tomb for your mother? Don't you miss the mother who gave birth to you and raised you? Don't forget that you set a fire and burned her body halfway. My sister reminds you that when you arrive at your mother's grave, remember to burn more paper money to save your mother from asking for your life in the middle of the night."

She snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Behind him, Feng Zihao shouted desperately, but after all, he was seriously injured. How could he be more powerful than the strong servant? He was stuffed into the carriage in a short while. Fan Dai still had the chance to pack his clothes, but Feng Zihao couldn't even take away the hair from Feng Mansion.

Feng Yuheng didn't feel relaxed at all when she walked back to Tongshengxuan. Shen was gone, Feng Zihao was gone, and Fan Dai was going to be sent away, but why was the string in her heart tensed up and tighter?

Feng Jinyuan did not return to Songyuan immediately, but turned halfway and headed straight to the old lady's Shuyayuan.

By then, the old lady had not come back yet. After using half a cup of tea, he saw Madam Zhao walking into the house with the old lady.

Feng Jinyuan quickly stood up and helped the old lady sit down. The old lady knew that he must have something to say, so she waved her hand and left the servants in the house. She waited until the last Madam Zhao, who went out, closed the door from outside, and then asked, "You have sent Zihao back to your hometown to guard the tomb, and you must have figured out some things, right?"

Feng Jinyuan sighed helplessly and nodded, "There is no way to understand it. The current situation has changed so much. If Zihao does this, the third prince will not be able to explain it."

The old lady mentioned a key question: "As soon as Shen left, there was no mistress in the mansion. What were you planning to do? Marry another one, or bring up one?"

Feng Jinyuan was silent for a while and replied: "My son has no plans to establish a new mistress yet."

The old lady did not force him, but just helped analyze: "It's better to observe for a while. Shen is dead, not to go to court. In the future, no matter who you mention or marry another, Chen Yu will always be the legitimate daughter. But the Yao family is really worried now!"

"My son is also worried." He can't understand the emperor's way!

"No matter what, without endangering the interests of Shenyu, I advocate protecting Ah Heng." The old lady said while plotting, "Although the ninth prince is gone, it does not mean that the seventh prince is not possible. Although he had clearly stated in front of the emperor that he did not want the throne, who can tell the future of things accurately? What's more, Zi Rui's journey to Xiaozhou will become the emperor's only relative junior brother! Well--" She looked at Feng Jinyuan solemnly, "Don't consider the mistress's affairs first, look at the Yao family's limelight. If they really let them recover, you must put Yao's husband up again."

Feng Jinyuan didn't say anything for a long time, but his thoughts in his heart never stopped.

The old lady thought very carefully, and he thought so too. Once there was a warm spring breeze over the Yao family, it would be the best choice to regain Yao's position as the mistress. In that way, Feng Zirui would become the legitimate son again, and he could also give an explanation to the ninth prince.

"I have written down my son. Mother rest first, and then think about it carefully." Feng Jinyuan bowed to the old lady and hurriedly left.

The old lady put one hand on her ear and stroked the earrings that she had worn this morning, then put the other hand in her heart, feeling the warm jade, and began to hope that the weather would soon get colder so that she could wear the sable cloak.

Now she is not afraid of the disease that occurs when the waist is in winter. As long as Feng Yuheng is there, what kind of disease can't be cured! She can't help but feel proud of her plans. She did this and did not offend both sides. She not only saved the fish from the sinking fish, but also did not make Feng Yuheng feel heartbroken. She killed two birds with one stone.

At noon that day, amid a scream of ghosts and howlings, Feng Fandai was tied up by his servants and stuffed into the carriage. But when he saw the carriage leaving, Feng Fandai swears in his heart - Feng Family, I will definitely come back! The humiliation you gave me will be doubled in the future, just like Feng Yuheng's revenge, I will also imitate it, making you all worse than death.

The departure of Shen, Zihao and Fandai made the Feng family calm down for a short time.

Feng Yuheng felt that some things had been delayed for a long time and it was time to solve them.

While Yao was taking a nap while taking care of Zi Rui, she called Madam Sun to come to her yard, and handed a Qian Xiang containing broken silver to Madam Sun under the jujube tree in the yard.

Madam Sun was stunned for a moment, as if she understood something, and looked at Feng Yuheng and knelt down directly.

"Miss Er thanks for not killing her." She couldn't hide her from Feng Yuheng. Madam Sun knew this when she got the hairpin, not to mention that Feng Yuheng had mentioned her when she came back from Pudu Temple. But she hadn't seen her leave these days. Such a day was even more difficult than hell for Madam Sun. Every day I felt it was the last day, and the next day I could see the rising sun again. There was no surprise, but only fear.

"The reason why I don't kill you is because you and my mother have been kind to the master and servant for many years." Feng Yuheng looked at Madam Sun and sighed several times, "I also know that you are for your children and grandchildren, but I can't leave you in the Feng family anymore. These broken silvers are my wish. You can take it and leave now. Don't say hello to my mother, I will say it with her."

Madam Sun was in tears, kowtowed Feng Yuheng three times, wiped her tears and turned around and left.

When Wangchuan saw Madam Sun walking away, he murmured: "Miss won't kill her, but she is no longer valuable to the Shen family. What's more, if you miss it several times during this period, someone will deal with such a person."

Feng Yuheng nodded, "So, why do you need to dirty our hands?" She stood up and took a deep breath. It was not that she was cruel and ruthless, but that there was something and there was no reason to sympathize with her. "By the way." She called Wangchuan, "Come with me to the medicine room."

One master and one servant entered the medicine room. Feng Yuheng picked up a handwritten booklet on the table and handed it to Wangchuan: "This is a manual I compiled myself. It all describes how patients should be cared for, and some of the most basic pharmacological knowledge and diagnosis and treatment methods. Zi Rui will go to Xiaozhou in the next two days. Then you go with him and find a teacher who is a little pharmacological teacher for the twelve girls. While teaching them to practice calligraphy, you can also take a look from the twelve girls. You can choose one from the twelve girls and hand the book to her. When they have learned almost everything, you can practice according to what is written on it. In the future, if I have the opportunity to go to Xiaozhou, I will go and see it myself."

Wangchuan took the booklet and thought about the days in his mind, "This time, Yuexi is coming. If I can't get back, the lady must bring Huangquan into the palace. I can't get in the palace. I can't get in the palace. Miss is more careful."

Feng Yuheng laughed, "Your lady, I'm not really a soft persimmon, let alone Yuexi's palace banquet is not the same as male and female guests, and Xuan Tianming is here too!"

After she said this, Wangchuan was really relieved and stopped worrying.

In the evening, Xuan Tiange sent someone to remind Zi Rui to go to Xiaozhou as soon as possible. The imperial teacher Ye Rong was about to accept Zi Rui into his school that night on Yuexi and report to Zhao the entire academy.

When Yao heard this, he quickly arranged to pack up Zi Rui's things.

Feng Yuheng didn't understand the rules of studying and becoming a disciple in ancient times. He couldn't help but stand aside, so he could only pull Zi Rui and stare at Yao's trouble.

Yao sighed while cleaning up, "You two finally relieved me. Ah Heng had the ninth prince who was thinking about himself, and now Zi Rui has such a good future. If your grandfather heard about it, he would be very happy."

Zi Rui had a very vague impression of his grandfather. After all, he was too young at that time, but when he heard Yao and Feng Yuheng mentioned it, he also had some expectations for his grandfather.

"In the future, Zi Rui will definitely be very good to his grandfather." The child raised his neck and said to Feng Yuheng: "If my sister is free, remember to see me in Xiaozhou in the future. Zi Rui will definitely be successful. No matter how her sister lives in the future, Zi Rui can support her sister."

A child's words made Feng Yuheng's nose sore.

Compared with the warm and hopeful Tongshengxuan, the former richest and most luxurious Jinyuyuan is like a tomb of a living dead, and even the sinking fish are moved out and they go to Wufang Hall to live.
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