1112: These 9 States and 4 Seas, I Want 0 Out of 0 (11)

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After Fengyi's solution, Changsheng's depressed mood eased a lot.

Sure enough, those servants with bad mouths still have to beat and beat, don't keep talking about things that you have and don't have nothing to do.

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered the chatter of a certain maidservant.

That maid bought the house for half a year and is now thirteen years old.

Some servant girls thought that Changsheng was young, so they would take advantage of her nap time to be lazy and chat about private topics.

At the beginning, I only talked about young heroes, but after two years, I occasionally mentioned Fengyi who often visits the door.

"If you can get Mr. Feng Xiaolang's blue eyes, maybe you can get an imperial order in the future—"

"Come on, it's still an order - you can't even be a housekeeper!"

"Why can't I become one? Mr. Feng Xiaolang has no aunt to teach him in his family, so he doesn't know anything, if he can get a head start—"

"Little hooves, just daydream!"

Changsheng lost his mind, and accidentally made a copy error.

"Changsheng, what are you thinking about?"

Chang Sheng came back to his senses, and said with a smile, "I want Brother Feng's housemate."

Fengyi's hand clenched, and the tip of the pen dropped a large group of ink dots on the paper, her expression became very solemn.

"What's the point—who did you learn this from?"

Changsheng doesn't know why, let alone why Fengyi is angry.

Fengjin's backyard is very clean, not to mention noble concubines, there is not even a personal servant girl who lives with her or sleeps with her.

She didn't know what Tongfang was, but from the tone of a few maids, she reckoned it was something good?

"Bai Xing and the others said it. They said they wanted to be Brother Feng's roommate."

Feng Yi put down the pen with a snap, and the ink on the tip of the pen splashed, destroying most of the paper that had just been written.

"A few lowly maidservants, are they worthy of Xiao Xiang?"

Fengyi's frail face climbed up sullenly, Changsheng was frightened in place, and couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Seeing that Chang Sheng was frightened, he softened his expression, "Tongfang is an anonymous concubine."

When it comes to "low concubine", Changsheng understands it, and it has been mentioned in the book.

She couldn't help frowning in doubt, "It's strange, how could someone want to be a concubine?"

Feng Yi couldn't answer this question either.

However, he felt that the servants and maids around Changsheng needed to be cleaned up, and it was fine to have a broken mouth, but they even broke their mouths in front of Changsheng.

Changsheng is young, and it is the age of vigorous study. If they are diverted by their words, can they bear it?

Feng Yi's aura was a bit heavy, and Chang Sheng didn't dare to provoke him at all.

After half an hour, she concentrated on copying, barely finishing two pages.

Just finished copying, the maid notified her mother that she came back from the government affairs office, Feng Yi stopped writing, tidied up her appearance a little and went to see Wei Jingxian.

The little magic star who controlled Changsheng left, she breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the mat, and thumped her sore legs.

"It is said that the wind is the rain—" Changsheng muttered, "It was fine just now, but it suddenly became so vigorous."

Wei Jingxian was asking the housekeeper about the situation of the two children, and the maid reported that Fengyi had come.

"Let him in."

Wei Jingxian smiled and asked Fengyi why she came here. Like her husband Fengjin, she likes this junior very much, not only because he is precocious and well-behaved, but also because he treats Changsheng very well. He likes to play with Changsheng wherever he goes, which greatly makes up for them. The couple is busy with work and neglects on weekdays.

Fengyi hesitated for a moment, then suggested to Wei Jingxian in a low voice, asking her to clean up and beat the servant girl who served Changsheng.

"What mistake did they make?" Wei Jingxian asked.

Fengyi explained the reason with a little embarrassment, and added at the end, "Changsheng is still young, easily influenced by the outside world, and her temperament is changed. She is always out of her mind these days, and the younger generation also suspects what these servants are saying in front of her. It caused a misunderstanding for Changsheng—”

He spoke very cryptically, but Wei Jingxian could hear the implication.

Originally, there was still a slight smile on his face, but now he was completely gloomy. He grabbed the armrest of the table with his right hand and unconsciously increased his strength.

That night, Wei Jingxian severely punished a few maidservants, and the movement alarmed Feng Jin.

She told Feng Jin about it, but the latter was silent for a long time.

"What does husband think?" Wei Jingxian asked.

"I'm thinking about longevity." Feng Jin said, "Unknowingly, the baby girl in the swaddling baby has grown so big. When I think of her getting engaged and getting married after reaching Ji, I always feel bad. I'm afraid that she will marry someone who is not human, but also I'm afraid that she will have a bad life after she gets married, and her husband's family will bully her..."

The corner of Wei Jingxian's mouth twitched, and she couldn't help reminding Feng Jin.

"How old is Changsheng? It's still too early for Jiji."

"It's never early—"

Feng Jin's face is sullen, he has been avoiding thinking about this question, but isn't this self-deception?

Instead of waiting for Changsheng and Ji to think about it, it is better to start picking now, firstly, there is plenty of time, and secondly, he can strictly check.

If it is too late, all the good seedlings will be picked away, and who cares about the leftover crooked melons and cracked dates?

Wei Jingxian had no choice but to let Feng Jin immerse herself in meaningless entanglements.

After a while, Feng Jin tried to ask, "Jingxian, what do you think of Sun Lan from Sun Wen's family? She has a soft and gentle temperament, which is not bad."

The key is that age is similar to longevity.

Changsheng was spoiled a bit arrogantly by him, and it would be good to match Sun Lan with soft temperament.

"Sun Lan, it's good, but it's too soft, isn't it?"

Wei Jingxian thought of Sun Lan's appearance, she was too shy and shy, like a delicate flower raised by Sun Wen on a warm kang.

He scratched his mind and thought of another candidate, "The eldest son of Cui Yu, the Patriarch of the Cui Family in Chongzhou, is also good. His background is a bit poor, but he is easy to deal with - I saw him at Jinlin Academy a few days ago, and he looks good. But - — Cui's merchant style is too strong, and I don't like it."

Feng Jin searched his brains and mentioned a few candidates, most of whom were well-known noble families in Dongqing, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was full of shortcomings.

Wei Jingxian was annoyed by what he said, and said, "No matter how good these juniors are, they are not as good as Fengyi."

Feng Jin's face froze.

"But Feng Zishi looks like—"

Feng Yi is recognized as good, but his father is recognized as a wave, whoever marries a daughter has to weigh it.

Feng Jin can tolerate Feng's really being irrelevant because of business, but the two are in-laws, so it's hard to say.

"Let me think about it carefully."

According to Jiang Pengji's current family business, it is a certainty that she will be crowned with Jiuxi in the next few years and become king herself.

As long as the next generation does not make major mistakes, it is not a problem to keep the foundation.

As the leader of the next generation, Fengyi's status and prospects are not far behind?

According to his speculation about the lord's mind, the lord is determined to clear up the old nobles and promote the poor families-in this way, the shortcomings of Fengyi's background are not considered shortcomings, coupled with his connivance and love for longevity. Take Care - Seems like a good husband-in-law?

After thinking about it all night, Feng Jin became more and more entangled.

Wei Jingxian sighed helplessly.

Encountering the matter of longevity, Feng Jin's IQ dropped sharply, hovering on the verge of passing.

He didn't even write a word, he was already worried about what would happen more than ten years later.

Wei Jingxian got up to wash up and went to the government affairs hall to get some help, but she didn't know that Feng Jin had done something.

He thought he could try Feng Langzi's tone and let his son be his son-in-law.

Fengzhen: "..."

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