"Madam, it's not good, the master suddenly said to prepare family law-"
When the old housekeeper hurried over to look for Wan Xiuer to move the rescuers, Wan Xiuer was taking care of her skin and almost didn't react.
"Prepare family law?"
Hearing this, Wan Xiuer frowned slightly.
Is there still this thing in the house
No—the point should be why the family law is requested and who is to be punished!
Wan Xiu'er hurriedly got up from the mat, and did not care about applying grease or powder, she followed the housekeeper to "save people" without makeup.
"Why did the lord suddenly ask for family law? Who made the mistake? What was the mistake?" She asked, but she was as smart as her, and she already had a rough guess in her heart. There are only three serious masters in Fengzhen's mansion. Fengzhen will not ask the family law to punish himself, so there is only one Fengyi left... But, Fengyi, a child who is naturally well-behaved, how could Fengzhen get angry, and he would not hesitate to go. What family law please
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 without authorization. He came to rescue him in such a hurry, which shows that this time is unusual. Wan Xiu'er frowned, walking with wind under her feet, ignoring her manners.
The old butler said with a pale face, "I don't know what happened, I only know what Dalangjun said to the master. The master suddenly became furious and not only asked for family law, but also threatened to whip Dalangjun to death himself, so as to save him , to save him another catastrophe..."
Wan Xiu'er was shocked.
"Cause a catastrophe? Anyone can be blamed for this crime, but Rong Li is the son he has grown up with. What kind of temperament Rong Li is, can he, a father, know? To say such cruel words indiscriminately, is Fengzi really crazy?"
Wan Xiuer's words were well-founded and deeply resonated with the old housekeeper.
Yes, his own boss is a good young man who grew up watching him. These days he is also studying hard, he should go to school, he should work hard, and he doesn't have the slightest bit of playfulness. fool around.
People of the same age have been in and out of fireworks venues like Nulu for a long time, but there is not even a maidservant beside them.
No prostitution, no gambling, no alcoholism, where can I find such a worry-free second-generation official.
The old housekeeper was also puzzled, and subconsciously ignored his wife's unceremonious scolding, "Fengzi is crazy."
In his heart, Feng Zhen also really owes a lot of scolding.
When Wan Xiu'er brought people over, she heard Feng Zhen's angry scolding all the way.
"Niezi, are you trying to piss your father to death? Look at what you have done, how dare you do something like this that affects the whole family?" Feng Zhen heard the movement and thought that the old housekeeper had already invited the house. Fa, "Bring the things, and see if I don't break this scumbag's legs."
Wan Xiu'er stepped forward and said, "What broke the legs? I see who dares to do it!"
Feng Zhen, who was standing, and Feng Yi, who was kneeling and drooping his head, both looked at her, the latter's eyes were calm, and the former's anger remained unabated.
"It's none of your business here." Feng Zhen was so angry that his blood accelerated, his body was sweating hot, and his words were a little rushed, "You go back first!"
"You beat my son, what do you mean by 'nothing about me'?" Wan Xiu'er stood in front of Fengyi, with no expression of Fengzhen, and replied in a sentence, "You have to teach your children a family law, I don't I oppose it, but it would be too much to break his legs or whip him to death. He is your son, isn't he my son? Before hitting him, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
Feng Zhen's eyes widened in amazement, secretly annoyed that the old housekeeper was troubled, and actually brought Wan Xiu'er into it.
It's just that Fengyi's calamity can't be publicized, he can only screen all the servants out, pointing at Fengyi and saying, "Niezi, tell me what you did wrong. Let your mother judge, please. Is it my excess or you deserve it when the family method breaks your legs!"
After speaking, Feng Zhen suppressed his anger and said to Wan Xiu'er, "This is not because the husband is vicious, it's really this wicked son who has nearly destroyed the family. If you don't teach him a lesson now, Let him teach him a long lesson, how can we protect him in the future?"
Only then did Wan Xiuer realize that she seemed to have misunderstood something.
She turned her eyes to Feng Yi and said warmly, "Rong Li, tell me what's going on."
Fengyi obediently and briefly explained her secret letter to Jiang Pengji.
Wan Xiu'er asked, "Just a secret letter?"
Feng Yi bit the bullet and said, "The content of the secret letter is a bit involved..."
Feng Zhen made up the knife angrily on the side, "It's more than a big deal? Don't you know that once the things you do are spread out, how many people will see you as a thorn in the flesh? Who will pay you for such a big thing as taxation? Courage to touch? I thought you were stable and mature, but I didn't expect... I might as well expect you to be a dummy, raising the waste and raising the waste, at least it won't cause such a big disaster!"
Wan Xiuer was a little dazed at first, but when she heard the word "tax" from Fengzhen's mouth, she became a little clearer.
"How much is involved?"
Feng Zhen sneered, "As long as there are some nobles and poor families, I'm afraid they want to burn this kid to ashes in their dreams."
Wan Xiu'er felt cold in her heart and asked in a low voice, "Can the secret letter be recovered?"
Feng Zhen let out a weary sigh, the frivolity between his brows had long since subsided, leaving only a deep sadness. When he was angry, why didn't he worry about his arrogant child, but he was powerless to return to the sky, "It's too late to catch up. , I'm afraid that all the secret letters will be in the hands of the lord."
Feng Zhen was angry that his son made trouble, but he was even more worried that Feng Yi would be arrested by his lord to sacrifice to the sky.
Even if the lord did not sacrifice the bear child to heaven, those "victims" who were moved by the lord would secretly retaliate.
Feng Yi said, "Father—"
Feng Zhen said angrily, "Don't shout, I don't have you! Do you remember that I am your father now?"
Why don't you think about it when you get into trouble
Such a bad son should be killed as soon as possible. If he and his wife work hard, maybe they can create a new account.
Feng Yi was still a little nervous at first, but after seeing Feng Zhen's attitude, she calmed down.
"Father, son thought things might not be as serious as father imagined—"
Feng Zhen sneered, "I've eaten more salt than you have traveled. You're still tender when you want to show your wits in front of your father and me."
Feng Yi said, "The son just thinks that the lord is different from the previous sages and wise men..."
"You are flattering her now, and she can't hear her, and she won't let you go. The lord is indeed different, but she is also... "
Having said that, Feng Zhen raised his hand and rubbed his forehead with a headache.
The princes who are emotionally nostalgic can't go far, and the lord of his own family maintains a terrifying rationality at twelve o'clock a day.
If offering sacrifices to Heaven and Fengyi can achieve the best interests, she will not be merciful.
Of course, Fengyi's weight is not enough to sacrifice to the sky, just to see who is so unlucky to be caught by her.