Feng Hongluan was surprised that this uncle appeared at home because this uncle was not a kind person and always opposed the Feng family.
"What is he doing here?" Feng Hongluan asked.
Fengcheng sighed: "Although you have never met your grandfather, we are still closely related by blood. Your grandfather passed away a few days ago."
"Oh!" Feng Hongluan doesn't have any feelings for the Han family. Even if she doesn't have the memory of her uncle's evil deeds in her previous life, this family is more of a stranger to her. After her grandfather passed away, she naturally doesn't have any.
What a special feeling.
Fengcheng looked at her indifferent expression and said no more. He just said: "Your uncle came to Beijing this time to take the exam. He passed the Gongshi exam in the spring of this year. Now he will enter the palace to take the exam in the spring. If he can
It would be the best if you get the first prize. Although your mother lost contact with her natal family during her lifetime, she still remembers her in her heart. Especially when your mother passed away, your uncle was just an infant. Your mother missed you very much. If
He can get the top prize in the exam, tell your mother this news, she must be happy too."
Feng Hongluan frowned.
Among the top three Jinshi this year, her uncle Han Huiqing did not win the first prize, but it seemed that she got the second place.
In the advanced Hanlin Academy, he was later promoted to be the Prince's Attendant because of his outstanding talent and learning. Later, he became the Prince's Young Master. After that, it seems that during a large-scale official transfer in the fourth year of Hongkangding, he was appointed to the position of Minister of Rites.
It is now two years, which means that in another two years, Han Huiqing will become the death place of Feng Mansion.
After thinking about it, she definitely couldn't let Han Huiqing get the second place in the ranking. A person with such character would be an insult to the position of Minister of Etiquette.
"Well, I know, then first I wish my uncle to be able to go to high school." She said this, but in her heart, she didn't think so. There must be a way to make him make a mistake in front of the palace and lose his reputation.
"Hong Luan, it's getting late. Otherwise, after dinner at home, dad will send you a sedan chair to take you to Ling Mansion."
The snow began to fall more and more violently outside, and the sky was not dark yet. Feng Hongluan shook his head: "No, dad, Brother Ling will be released in a few days. At that time, I will go home for dinner. Now
Aunt Ling must be waiting for news from me, if I don't go back, I'm afraid she will be worried."
"Okay, son, daddy asked Luo He to arrange the sedan chair."
"Um!"
After coming out of Weifeng Pavilion, I went to Xingdong Pavilion to call out to Liuxiang who was waiting, but there was no sign of Liuxiang. I searched around and couldn't find him. He probably went to catch up with his good sisters. This girl is more in love with home than she is.
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That's all. She got up and went to the desk, ground the paper, wrote a line of Juanxiu small regular script, placed it in a conspicuous place on the desk, pressed it with a cup, and started to leave.
After getting on the sedan chair and heading to Ling's Mansion, when the sky became a little darker, the snow had already begun to fall. Feng Hongluan stood at the door of Ling's mother's room and vaguely heard the voice of someone talking inside. It seemed to be a man. She had to wait carefully.
When she went to listen, the voice disappeared again, but she was sure that she heard it correctly.
She wanted to listen carefully for a while, but she saw Hong'er coming over from a distance with dinner. Feng Hongluan hurriedly pretended to have just arrived, and raised her hand to knock on the door.
"Come in!" A somewhat tired voice sounded in the room.
Feng Hongluan pushed open the door and walked in. She glanced at the room calmly. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. The room was clearly visible and there shouldn't be anyone hiding there, unless it was under the bed.
"Hong Luan, you're back, how's it going? Can I see Che'er?"
Feng Hongluan withdrew her gaze, stepped forward and smiled softly: "Dad said, I will send a sedan to pick you up tomorrow."
"Well, that's great. Thank you, Hongluan. You still have to run for me in such a windy and snowy day. Hey, why can't I see Liuxiang?"
"Ang, it's snowing and windy, so I'll ask that girl to stay at home for one night and come back tomorrow."
"Ah, doesn't it mean that there is no one to help you wash up and go to bed tonight, Hong'er."
"Yes, ma'am."
"You go and serve the lady."
"Yes, ma'am."
Hong'er Nuonuo responded, and Feng Hongluan didn't stay any longer, got up and left.
Outside the house, it was freezing cold, the wind was blowing, the sky was getting dark, and the snowy road was difficult to travel. Poor Ling Mansion, there was no one to plow the snow.
Now there are only six servants left, except Hong'er and Mother Han who serve Ling's mother, the doorman who guards the door, the deaf-mute girl Qingchen in the kitchen, and two old and frail servants who have been working in the Ling Mansion since childhood.
Ling's mother couldn't be sent away, so she was just spending time at the house doing some light work.
It snowed heavily today, and the entire Ling Mansion was covered with white snow. The roads were all covered up, and there was no one to clean them. Feng Hongluan could only lead Hong'er to the guest room with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
When they arrived at the guest room, Hong'er went to get dinner for Feng Hongluan. Feng Hongluan turned on the lamp by herself. In the room, she found the shadows of several objects. They were swaying on the walls and on the floor with the swing of the candlelight.
Eerie black shadows appeared.
Feng Hongluan was taking a rest in the room, and suddenly thought that the package sent by Prince Jin had been left at home, and he had not yet opened it to take a look, wondering what was inside.
Forget it, Liuxiang will definitely bring it to her when she comes back tomorrow. Besides, what else can be left in Jinyifang besides clothes? She has no shortage of clothes and doesn't need his kindness.
Suddenly, I thought of the jade bracelets that Mr. Hai mentioned. Most likely, He Jixiang had sold the pair of top-quality jade bracelets that were one for each person.
This bracelet was made by her mother who personally supervised the craftsmen. Her father loved her deeply. Anything left by her mother was in her father's thoughts. This bracelet is even more meaningful. It represents the mother's acceptance of the Dong family and her daughter and her forgiveness of her father's behavior.
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She still remembers that her father was even happy when He Jixiang wore it for the first time.
Now, if her father knew that she sold the bracelet, how would she react?
Apart from the bracelet, just say that He Jixiang started to sell off the things in the house. How would his father feel?
She was worried that she couldn't find a way to play tricks on the mother and daughter, so they sent it to her door themselves. However, the Chinese New Year was coming soon, and she wouldn't let her family live in peace. Let's see, what else did they have to sell? Here is this