The Qing concubine was favored, and Shang Shufu was full of glory. Previously in the court, if King Tan was honored, Feng and Xia were evenly divided, but now Feng was suppressed by Emperor Sheng and lost favor with him for a while, Shang Shufu rose up at this time.
Xia Kui was at home, and from time to time he heard about the current situation.
The daughter enters the palace as a concubine, and the father depends on the daughter. Li Shangshu is now proud.
"Oh? It's from the Qing concubine's palace, that's because I don't have the eyesight." Xia Kui said with a little regret, with a look of embarrassment, "It's hard for you, just go and do things."
I thought Xia Kui would get angry, at least he would scold them, but who expected Miss Xia Er to talk so well today, so she let them go. The maids looked at each other and left after making sure that there was nothing wrong.
It is said that trees attract the wind, and open spears are easy to hide from hidden arrows. The servants didn't dare to cause trouble to Li Liangliang, and left in a hurry.
Xia Kui, who was sitting on the sedan chair, followed them away, and finally dimmed, and said coldly, "Go."
Concubine Qing is so petted and hateful, and a concubine of her can get so many things and rewards. It is self-evident where these rewards come from, which is becoming more and more hateful.
She originally thought that Luo Yuesheng's favorite woman in this life was her elder sister, but she would kill Li Liangliang halfway through. If she was so favored, it would be very possible to remove Xia Wan and become a queen one day.
It seemed that it was time to take action. I thought that Xia Wan wouldn’t let a mere concubine ride on her head, but the situation was not as expected. If Li Liangliang was left alone, it would be difficult to get rid of it in the future. .
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After Feng Jiuge received the news from the palace, it was after a nap. Recently, she has been worrying about Feng Shuyu's affairs, and the family leader of Feng's illness has not improved at all. Wen was worried, and washed his face with tears all day long. Feng's heart and bones were lost, and the ups and downs were distracted. What's even more difficult is that, The business under the Feng family was particularly sluggish, which was even more troublesome.
Both large and small shops are unable to make ends meet, Feng's has fallen into an unprecedented predicament, and this game seems unsolvable.
Busy with matters concerning the size of the Feng family, seeing the envoys of the Western Regions coming to Beijing, Feng Jiuge felt troubled. That's probably it.
Feng Jiuge recently slept extremely unsteadily, and had many dreams of all kinds, until she dreamed that Gu Beiyan was standing in front of her covered in blood. She suddenly woke up from the dream, thinking day by day and dreaming at night. Gu Beiyan shouldn't have thought of it, but Feng Jiuge couldn't suppress it anymore when he thought of the bloody scene.
Mo Nan evoked many memories of her, and Feng Jiuge remembered a lot in these days. King Tan is not in the capital now, and no one speaks for the Feng family. Many things piled up on Feng Jiuge, and she could not breathe.
The bamboo house is quiet and misty. In front of a clear spring, Feng Jiuge sits with his five fingers playing the piccolo. There are a few cracks on the piccolo, and the jade flute was injured when he was assassinated and used it as a block last time.
Rarely stayed in his spare time, Feng Jiuge looked at Piccolo, his eyes deepened.
The envoy of the Western Regions entered Beijing, but the corpse of Fengshuyu has not been transported back. Gu Beiyan is also silent at this moment. Feng Jiuge is not afraid of how others treat Feng's family. Her only concern is that what she expected will come true, and Gu Beiyan really has something to do in the border.
This happened to Feng Shuyu, and she didn't want to do it again.
At that time, a person hurriedly rushed to see Feng Jiuge as an amnesty, hurriedly rushing, but because the one at his feet was not paying attention, he almost fell.
"What's the panic? If you have something to say, please say it." Seeing this, Feng Jiuge frowned frowningly.
The sky hasn't fallen yet, and the Feng family hasn't fallen yet, so what a fuss is like in the mansion. What's more, Feng Jiuge is worrying about something beside him, but this time he has become more and more impatient.
Hearing this, the servant shrank his neck, seeing Feng Jiuge's eyes with a little fear.
Their eldest lady is now more and more like an heir, and even the eldest master does not look so calm and composed.
The servant settled down and replied, "The eldest lady is not good, and the shop underneath is making trouble, so it's almost a fight." The servant gave a brief and concise explanation, and his tone quickly brought a hundred thousand eagerness.
Had it not been for fear of Feng Jiuge's reprimand, he would have just blurted it out.
The people in the Feng's shop are not people who know their roots. Most of them are taken care of by the Feng's family head. Even if Feng Jiuge accepts the Feng's, there is little time to go to the shop and circle around.
"Can you send someone there?" People from the shop are making trouble, and they are definitely aiming at Feng's trouble now. Since ancient times, the wall fell and everyone pushed it, and it is not surprising that someone would do Feng Jiuge.
Both the left and the right are just taking money to appease, and she is really not interested in arguing with them right now.
"The attendant in the house has rushed over, but you are not here, Missy, this..."
Jia Ding is nothing more than to let her sit down. With her, those people dare not be so rampant.
Holding high and stepping low is too common in a family. Feng Jiuge can hear the gossip, all kinds of accusations and abuses, all over the world without taking half a step from Feng Mansion.
The Feng family had a daughter who corrupted the family, and now she died because of retribution. It's just that Feng Jiuge can ignore how bad they are.
The left mouth grows on them, and she can keep them from saying nothing.
Feng Jiuge put down the piccolo in his hand and shook all the slips of the ledger. "Since the shop cannot be opened, it will be closed. I have already looked at the ledger. If there is nothing wrong, I will pay the lower person according to the above amount. stop."
Instead of dragging it down like this, it would be better to close these shops. Both sides are sluggish, and it can be remedied as soon as possible. As for these workers, just forget their wages. They are all elderly people who have worked hard for the Feng family all their lives.
"I will go to the mansion in the evening. Before that, if anyone visits, I won't be interviewed." Feng Mansion has fallen into the field now, and there are few people who can come to the door, but it does not rule out that others come to the door and taunt.
Feng Jiuge's temperament is accustomed to hate and hatred. He can hear the swearing of the world, but he can't look at others to come to her door and yell at her. It is not only to hold the prestige of the princess, but also to maintain the dignity of the Feng clan.
The servant took the order, and then Feng Jiuge got up from the wicker chair, wearing a light gauze skirt, but she couldn't cover her whole body, but her thin body showed fortitude.
As long as these difficult days pass, Fengshi will definitely be able to come back. Feng Jiuge is confident, and Feng Clan will surely be able to come back to life in her hands.
Not only for myself, but also for Fengshuyu.
These Wanguan family wealth is nothing but beautiful to her, but it was the Feng Family Patriarch's hard work to get it all his life. The Feng Mansion cannot be destroyed in her hands, and she wants to bring Feng Shuyu to life again for Feng Shuyu.