This is just human nature. His father is a very temperamental person and he loves his mother very much.
After her mother passed away, her family didn't even come, but they went to invite her. It wasn't until the Han Mansion was in decline and they couldn't afford three meals a day that they thought of coming to Feng Mansion.
It would be impossible for anyone to forgive the Han family easily. The few sarcastic words that his father blurted out that day were reasonable in Feng Hongluan's view, but in Han Huiqing's view, they became a shame and a huge insult, which would lead to future consequences.
To have such a confrontation.
Nowadays, God is moved by what her father has done. When Han Huiqing wakes up, she is also influenced by it. Those small grudges should no longer be justified.
I just hope that everything will develop in the direction Feng Hongluan hopes.
Han Huiqing did not criticize Feng Mansion harshly.
Ling Che went to the eighteenth level of hell and died a miserable death.
He Jixiang and the Dong family had entered Feng Mansion with nothing, so they left Feng Mansion with nothing.
And Hong Yan...
Thinking of Hong Yan, his heart full of hostility and hatred softened a little. Since the emperor allowed Hong Yan to answer the exam questions, he probably let him out.
Although the general put pressure on the emperor and forced Hongyan to marry his daughter Xia Rongling, after all, Hongyan was the emperor's most beloved brother. If Hongyan refused to comply, the emperor would definitely not force him again, right?
Recently, I haven't heard any news about the general's "forced marriage". The emperor should have suppressed it secretly, and everything will become calm. Feng Hongluan has nothing to do except revenge, punish those evil people, and protect his family.
, now, I have more wishes: to hold my son’s hand, to grow old together with my son, to have a broad life-and-death bond, and to talk to my son.
Long time no see, how are you?
*
In the spring of March of the third year of Kangding, Feng Mansion.
The pavilions and pavilions are stacked on top of each other, the peaks are picturesque, and the green tiles are distant and sparkling.
Under the eaves of the corridor, two birds with green feathers and yellow wings chirped.
In the warm pavilion in the east chamber, a three-legged bronze cauldron with carved patterns is filled with smoke, exuding a sleepy aroma.
It has been sunny for three consecutive days, the sun is shining, the spring warmth has returned, and the east wind is blowing slightly. Although there is still a bit of cold spring, the breath of spring can already be smelled.
In the Xingdong Pavilion, Feng Hongluan is practicing swordsmanship. She is wearing a tight-fitting thin cloud top and holds a diamond sword in her finger. She is very heroic, sassy and light, and the blade of her sword is shining. Although she is an official lady, if you don't know,
I thought it was some female knight.
After completing a set of sword skills, Xiao Yunye praised her and said that she had made a lot of progress and that given time, she would catch up with him.
Feng Hongluan naturally knew that Uncle Xiao was making fun of her again.
"Even my father's swordsmanship is only comparable to Uncle Xiao's. Uncle Xiao's martial arts is more than enough even if he wants to become the number one martial artist today. If I want to surpass you, I will have to practice for ten years and a hundred years."
Xiao Yunye laughed loudly after hearing this, with a very generous smile. He was originally a good man in the forest, but because his father was kind to him, he was willing to retire from the world and live in Feng Mansion as a small nursing home. By the way, he also taught Feng Hongluan this "
Martial arts practice that is useless.
But recently, Feng Hongluan's diligence has been praised by Uncle Xiao every time, and she is also happy that practicing martial arts to strengthen her body can protect herself. In her previous life, she was ignorant and thought that with Ling Che by her side, she would never
will be affected
It hurts half a point. Every time when it’s time to practice martial arts, I always feel that no one cares about my daughter’s dancing with knives and guns, and she is not as cute as Jiao Didi, so I do it lazily, either pretending to be sick, or I want to learn female red from He Jixiang.
Acupuncture.
Xiao Yunye loved her, and Fengcheng loved her too. She always tried their best to teach them if she wanted to learn from them, and they would not push too hard if she didn't want to learn from them.
Because of this, when Ling Che revealed his true face in the end, she had no power to resist, and was easily cut off by Ling Che's hand bones, sealed in the room, and burned alive. If she practices Qing Gong well, or
If she learns internal skills, her final fate will not be so miserable.
Therefore, in this life, if she is determined to be strong, she has to learn a few tricks, whether it is self-defense or fighting against benefactors. In short, she will not let herself fall into such a predicament again.
Because she wanted to learn martial arts well, even though she had been idle for many years, she was diligent and eager to learn. In addition, she was a prodigy in martial arts with her fine bones. It didn’t take long for each new sword technique to be combined with the inner skills and other sword techniques.
Comprehensive understanding.
Xiao Yunye praised her for her progress, and she deserved it.
"Miss, you are already good at this sword technique. What do you want to learn next?"
Xiao Yunye smiled kindly. Rather than treating Feng Hongluan as his master, it would be better to say that he actually regarded Feng Hongluan as his own child.
It's just that in the kindness, there is occasionally a little more respect and obedience.
Feng Hongluan tilted her head and thought for a moment. It seemed that Uncle Xiao had a set of swordsmanship that was very powerful and powerful. It was called "Nine-Step Life-Destroying Sword".
"Can I learn the 'Nine-Step Life-Destroying Sword'?"
Feng Hongluan asked with a smile.
Xiao Yunye laughed loudly: "Nine-step deadly sword. Please forgive me for my lack of knowledge. I have never heard of this kind of sword technique?"
After hearing this, Feng Hongluan thought about it carefully and realized that she didn't seem to understand the time relationship.
This set of swordsmanship was obtained by Uncle Xiao in the middle of the fourth year of Hongkang Ding. Now, it is still the third year of Hongkangding. This set of swordsmanship has not yet been released. Probably no one knows about the existence of this set of swordsmanship.
Feng Hongluan laughed hurriedly and said with a careless look: "I'm just talking nonsense, Uncle Xiao, how about you start teaching me the soft sword sword technique tomorrow?"
Xiao Yunye cupped his hands and said: "Yes, my subordinate will teach you the soft sword in two days. However, the soft sword is different from the diamond sword. The controller needs to have a strong internal attack base. If not, it will be easy to hurt yourself.
"
"Then you might as well postpone the study for a few days. My internal strength is really not good. Dad said that practicing martial arts is like building a house. Only when the piles are driven firmly can the house be built stably. Then please trouble Uncle Xiao and spend some time to help me set up the piles."
It’s stabilized.”
"Young lady has wonderful bones and is studious and eager to learn. In time, her martial arts attainments will surely be superior to mine."
"Uncle Xiao is bragging again. Given time, this time may last for thousands of years, haha."
Feng Hongluan smiled delicately, the sunshine was warm and gentle, and her delicate and rosy skin shone with a faint yellow halo, making people unable to turn their eyes away.