After entering the mansion, before going back to his Xingdong Pavilion to rest for a while, Feng Hongluan asked Liu Xiang to send the package back to his room, and then went straight to Weifeng Pavilion.
As soon as she entered, she saw two men coming out of Weifeng Pavilion. They were probably her father's colleagues. They were vaguely familiar, but she didn't recognize their names. It was not good not to say hello, and it would be awkward to say hello. She avoided them for a while and stayed there for two days.
After people left, I went into the house.
Fengcheng obviously did not expect Feng Hongluan to appear suddenly and was very happy.
But after being happy, he frowned: "Why, you just came back from Ling Mansion?"
Feng Hongluan smiled gently: "No, I just came back to see dad. By the way, I have something that I need dad to help with."
"Did something happen to the Ling family again?"
"Not really." Feng Hongluan comforted, "Everything went as expected, and my aunt's foot was gradually getting better. It's just that she had a dream last night about Brother Ling's death, and she was anxious and anxious because she wanted to see him.
On the one hand, let me ask dad to make arrangements."
Hearing this, Fengcheng had a slightly troubled expression on his face: "How could I never have thought of letting mother and son meet each other? But now that your Aunt Ling's legs are like that, if Ling Che saw it, she would be in agony in prison.
, the dark, damp and cold conditions in the heavenly prison are inherently torturous to the body and mind, Hong Luan, in your opinion, what should we do?"
Feng Hongluan pretended to be thinking, and after a while, she said: "Dad, I won't let Brother Ling know that Aunt Ling's foot is injured. You can arrange it so that Brother Ling and Aunt Ling can sit and face each other. Then you won't see any difference."
Come, it can make Aunt Ling feel at ease without worrying Brother Ling. What do you think, Daddy?"
Fengcheng praised: "My child, it is true that you are from a daughter's family, and your thoughts are as delicate as dust. This is the best thing. Okay, you go back to Ling Mansion and tell your aunt about her name. I will send a sedan to pick her up at noon.
Go to the prison of the Criminal Department to see Cheer."
"Dad, you don't care about past grievances. You are famous far and wide, and you are so broad-minded. It is unparalleled in the world. But dad, Brother Ling, if you still have resentment towards dad in your heart, what should you do?"
Fengcheng also seemed a little worried: "I'm afraid that this resentment has already been deeply rooted. It will be difficult to get rid of it for a while. That's all. I just want to live up to my own conscience. As for the others, I will send people to monitor them secretly and pay more attention.
Che'er has gone through this calamity and will not dare to act rashly again in a short period of time."
Ling Che is a smart man. Feng Hongluan and Fengcheng take a look at this, but what about after this period of time?
As his father said, the misunderstanding and resentment in Ling Che's heart have long been ingrained. Even if the facts are put in front of him, he may not believe it. He is certain in his heart that it was Fengcheng who killed his father. Such a person, leaving behind
In this world, raising tigers is really a problem.
But now, it's not the time to get rid of him, because she has already planned in her heart. Since the general wants to win over Ling Che, and Ling Che and Feng Mansion have already broken their skin, they will definitely join him openly.
General, you might as well use Ling Che to see what the general is going to do.
This was Feng Hongluan's initial plan. Of course, if Ling Che really calmed down and stopped doing any small tricks, she would naturally have another plan.
It is absolutely impossible to let Ling Che go. This hatred lasts forever. If she doesn't take revenge, she will feel resentful in her heart. She has never been a kind person. Even if she was in her previous life, she will never be the same in this life.
possible.
The father and daughter reached an agreement on the matter, and they could finally talk about their family affairs and say a few thoughtful words.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Fengcheng seemed to have lost some weight, and it was difficult for him to work hard all day long and worry about the Ling family's affairs.
"Dad, it's freezing cold. Luo He bought you a roe deer leather jacket and leather mattress from the Northeast to protect you from the cold and moisture. Take them out and use them!"
"Just use it when winter comes. Luohe has to go north for a while. I asked him to bring some more back, and you can take them to your Aunt Ling."
"Yeah!" That kind of person would not regret freezing to death, but at this moment, Feng Hongluan still had to wear a mask of filial piety.
"Dad, I saw two people come in just now, one of them seems familiar to me."
Fengcheng's expression was startled: "One of them is your uncle, can't you recognize him?"
"Uncle!" Feng Hongluan's expression was one of shock that Fengcheng could not imagine.
Uncle, her mother has a younger brother. Because her mother’s family is thousands of miles away in the south of the Yangtze River, her mother married her father, a reckless man, and her family strongly opposed it. The mother insisted on having her own way, so my grandmother once said that the water thrown by the married daughter is called
Mother should never step foot into her natal family again in this life.
The relationship between the mother and her natal family was not good, and when she passed away, no one from her natal family came to mourn her. When Feng Hongluan was about ten years old, her mother's family suffered a disaster. At that time, her father was already a general, and her family shamelessly came to seek refuge.
It was her grandmother and uncle who came. This was the only time Feng Hongluan saw her uncle, who was fifteen years old and about the same age as her.
If you remember correctly, in the last life, this uncle was young and finally became a third-rank minister of the Ministry of Etiquette. His official career was prosperous and he rose to great heights. It was very impressive.
She was surprised not because she knew that her uncle would rise through the ranks and become the Minister of Rites.
But she remembered that in the court, this uncle had impeached his father several times. Taking advantage of his position as minister of etiquette and his sharp tongue, he had slandered his father several times in the manner of etiquette, filial piety and brotherhood.
Since his sister passed away that year, his father did not come to report the funeral because he was still holding a grudge. When they found out that it was already the third anniversary of his sister's death, his mother almost cried her eyes out because of it, saying that her father was a stingy and vengeful person.
He also said that he had been to Feng Mansion and saw that Feng Mansion used the late emperor's last silk and satin as curtains, and there were two embroidery needles on the curtains. It was really disrespectful to the late emperor.
They also said that Feng Hongluan was ashamed and ignorant of etiquette, justice and shame. When she was a lady, she often went to the market to hang out with those gangsters. She married a woman and didn't know how to behave. She hung out with the maids in the house and ignored her status.
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Each of these trivial things could make him confuse right and wrong and distort right and wrong, but the emperor seemed to be drunk and believed every word. Later, he became less and less dependent on his father, and became more and more independent.