1750: Please Family Law

"Madam, it's not good, the master suddenly said that he needs to prepare family law—"

When the old housekeeper hurried over to find Wan Xiu'er to move the rescuers, Wan Xiu'er was nursing her skin and barely reacted.

"Prepare the family law?"

Hearing this, Wan Xiuer frowned lightly.

Do you still have this thing in your house?

No - the focus should be why the family law was requested and who was punished!

Wan Xiu'er hurriedly got up from the mat, not caring about putting on makeup, and followed the housekeeper to "rescue people" without makeup.

"Why did the master ask for family law all of a sudden? Who made the mistake? What mistake did he make?" He asked like this, but he was as smart as her, and he already had a rough guess in his heart. There are only three decent masters in Fengzhen's house. Fengzhen will not ask the family law to punish him, so there is only one Fengyi left... However, Fengyi is a well-behaved child. How can Fengzhen be angry? What family law to ask?

The old housekeeper is also an old man who has served Fengzhen for many years. As a servant, he will not intervene in Fengzhen's education of the children without authorization. He came to rescue him in such a hurry, which shows that this incident is unusual. Wan Xiu'er frowned tightly, walking with the wind on her feet, she didn't care about her manners.

The old butler said with a pale face, "I don't know what happened, I just know what Da Langjun said to the master, the master suddenly became furious, not only asked the family law, but also threatened to flog Da Lang to death himself, so as not to save him , so as not to cause him another catastrophe..."

Wan Xiuer was startled.

"Creating a catastrophe? This crime can be placed on anyone, but Rong Li is the son he has watched grow up. Does Rong Li have such a temper? As a father, does he know? Don't ask why, don't distinguish Is Feng Zi crazy for saying such cruel words indiscriminately?"

Wan Xiu'er's words were well-founded and resonated deeply with the old housekeeper.

Yes, my Dalangjun is a good seedling that the big guy watched and grew up. These days, he studies hard, should go to school, and should work hard. fool around.

People of the same age have long been in and out of fireworks places like Nu Lu, but their eldest son doesn't even have a maidservant by his side.

No whoring, no gambling, no drinking, where can I find such a worry-free official second generation?

The old housekeeper was also puzzled, subconsciously ignoring his wife's unceremonious scolding, "Fengzi is really crazy".

In his heart, Feng Zhen really deserves to be scolded.

When Wan Xiu'er brought people over, she heard Feng Zhen's angry scolding from a long distance away.

"Niezi, are you trying to piss off your father? Look at what you have done. How dare you do such a thing that would harm the whole family?" Feng Zhen thought that the old butler had already invited him to the house when he heard the movement. Fa, "Bring something, see if I don't break this scoundrel's legs."

Wan Xiu'er stepped forward and said, "What broke your legs? Let me see who dares to do it!"

Feng Zhen who was standing and Feng Yi who was kneeling and drooping his head looked at her together, the latter looked calm, while the former was still angry.

"It's none of your business here." Feng Zhen was so angry that his blood accelerated, he was sweating all over his body, and his words were a little rushed, "You go back first!"

"You hit my son, what do you mean by 'nothing to do with me'?" Wan Xiu'er stood in front of Fengyi, showing no trace of Fengzhen's imposing manner, and turned back with one sentence, "You want to use family law to teach the child, I don't I object, but frequent breaking of legs, whipping to death, etc. is too much. He is your son, isn't he my son? Before beating him, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Feng Zhen widened his eyes in astonishment, and secretly annoyed the old butler for being busy, and even brought Wan Xiu'er into it.

It's just that Feng Yi's misfortune cannot be publicized, so he can only dismiss all the servants, pointing at Feng Yi and saying, "Nie Zi, tell yourself what you did wrong. Let your mother judge, please Is it my fault that I broke your legs or you deserve it!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Zhen suppressed his anger, and said to Wan Xiu'er, "This matter is not because of my husband's viciousness, it is really that this scoundrel caused a disaster that almost wiped out the family. If you don't teach him a lesson now, Let him teach him a long lesson,

How can I protect him in the future? "

Only then did Wan Xiu'er realize that she seemed to have misunderstood something.

She turned her gaze to Fengyi, and said softly, "Rong Li, tell me what's going on."

Feng Yi obediently and briefly talked about the secret letter she wrote to Jiang Pengji.

Wan Xiuer asked, "Just a secret letter?"

Feng Yi bit her head and said, "The content of the secret letter is a bit involved..."

Feng Zhen angrily made up his sword at the side, "It's not just that the involvement is a bit big? Don't you know that once the things you do are spread, how many people will see you as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh? Who will pay you for such a big thing as taxation?" Courage? I thought you were prudent and mature, but I didn't expect... you might as well expect you to be a dandy, and you will be raised as soon as you raise it, at least you won't cause such a big disaster!"

Wan Xiu'er was at a loss when she heard it at first, but when she heard the word "tax" from Feng Zhen's mouth, she became a little clearer.

"How much does it involve?"

Feng Zhen sneered and said, "As long as there are some nobles and poor families from some families, I'm afraid they want to crush this kid in their dreams."

Wan Xiuer's heart turned cold, and she asked in a low voice, "Can the secret letter be recovered?"

Feng Zhen sighed wearily, the frivolity between his brows had long been subsided, leaving only a deep sorrow, why didn't he worry about his own brat at the same time, he was powerless, "It's too late to chase it back , I am afraid that the secret letter will be in the hands of the lord."

Fengzhen is angry that her son caused trouble, but she is even more worried that Fengyi will be caught by her lord to sacrifice to heaven.

Even if the lord didn't sacrifice the brat to heaven, those "victims" whose cake was touched by the lord will secretly retaliate.

Feng Yi said, "Father—"

Feng Zhen said angrily, "Don't shout, I don't have your scoundrel! Do you remember that I am your old man now?"

Why don't you think about it when you get into trouble?

Such a miserable son should be killed as soon as possible. He and his wife work hard, and maybe they can start a new trumpet.

Feng Yi was a little nervous at first, but after seeing Feng Zhen's attitude, she calmed down.

"Father, the son thinks that things may not be as serious as father imagined—"

Feng Zhen sneered and said, "I have eaten more salt than you have traveled. You want to show your wits in front of your father and me, and you are still young."

Feng Yi said, "My son just feels that the lord is different from the previous sages and wise kings..."

"If you flatter her now, she won't hear you, let alone let you go. The lord is indeed different, but she is also..."

Speaking of this, Feng Zhen raised his hand and rubbed his forehead with a headache.

Sensitive and nostalgic princes can't go far, and the lord of his own family maintains a frightening rationality at twelve hours a day.

If Jitian Fengyi can achieve the greatest benefit, she will not show mercy.

Of course, Fengyi's weight is not enough to sacrifice to heaven, it just depends on who is so unlucky that she catches her to make up for it.

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