mtl008 Chapter 356: Angrily Beating the Drum
Chapter 356: Angrily Beating the Drum
"Oh, okay." Yingyue lowered her head to eat her own.
After entering Tianzhai Pavilion, Feng Huaiji still took her to the top floor box.
As we were walking upstairs, a man in a dark apricot robe came down with a woman in a cherry-colored dress.
"Lord Feng." The man smiled as if in the spring breeze.
Feng Huaiji and Yingyue stopped, "Prince Cheng, Princess Pingyang."
Yingyue looked at them and followed Feng Huaiji in bowing.
"Who is this person next to Lord Feng? Why have I never seen him before?" The gentle-looking Princess Pingyang looked at Yingyue and asked.
"This is my third uncle's sister. She is the ninth in line in the family. I see you two are about to leave. Please come in." Feng Huaiji said in a calm voice.
"It turns out to be Miss Feng Jiu, she is so pretty." Princess Pingyang stared at Ying Yue for a long time, "In seven days, Prince Gao Xin's Mansion will hold an autumn poetry gathering. Miss Feng Jiu will come too, right?"
Her gaze made Yingyue feel a little uncomfortable, but Yingyue remained calm and replied, "My sister asked me to accompany her the other day, so I will go."
She has been invited by a princess, it would be bad if she didn't go.
Bozhou is better. Her father is the county magistrate, so she doesn't have to go if she doesn't want to. Since arriving in the capital, Yingyue has attended five banquets in the past ten days.
A bit boring.
"Then look forward to it."
Seeing Princess Pingyang staring at Yingyue, Feng Huaiji stepped forward to block her sight and reached out to hold Yingyue's wrist through her sleeve. "My sister hasn't had breakfast yet, so I took her upstairs first."
"I'm sorry for being rude. I just felt that Miss Feng Jiu looked familiar." Princess Pingyang smiled apologetically.
After the two men left, Yingyue leaned next to Feng Huaiji and said, "Second brother, Princess Pingyang and I don't know each other, why did she specifically ask me to go?"
"And what do you mean by déjà vu? I've never been to the capital before."
"I don't know. She looks at you strangely. Go and stay with your second and fourth sisters. Don't leave." Feng Huaiji let go, looked at her sideways, bent down slightly, and whispered, "The Gaoxin Palace is not as simple as it looks on the surface."
Among those who advocated adoption, the most popular candidate was Crown Prince Goshin.
"Oh, good."
"She specifically asked you to go, maybe she wanted to get closer to you." Feng Huaiji put his hand on the handrail of the stairs.
"Why?"
"Princess Pingyang seems to be interested in you, big brother, and has become closer to you. She has proposed to come to the Marquis of Anding's mansion to meet you once, twice, or three times in the future. Isn't that a good opportunity?"
"Hmm? How come you know so much, brother?"
"Because the Princess of Dongping County used to be so close to my second and fourth sisters."
"It sounds like Big Brother is very popular in the capital." Yingyue turned to look at him, "Is it the same for Second Brother?"
They should be very popular as well. Both of them are outstanding people. They hold important positions at a young age and have a bright future.
When she turned her head, Feng Huaiji lowered his head again, with his nose close to hers, and Feng Huaiji looked straight into her watery eyes.
After being stunned for a while, Feng Huaiji took a step back, stood up and walked up, "Almost."
The waiter opened the door of the box and served them tea neatly after they were seated.
"What to eat?"
"A bowl of mushroom and shredded chicken porridge is ready. Do you want some, brother?"
"No, I've already had breakfast." Feng Huaiji looked at the waiter next to him, "Go ahead."
"Yes."
After sitting down, Feng Huaiji looked at the person who was quietly eating grapes opposite him and said, "Ninth sister, you don't look like your third uncle."
Not to mention Feng Huaiyi and Feng Huaiqi, Feng Hanyin is somewhat similar to Feng Jue. Among the four children, only Yingyue has no similarities with Feng Jue at all.
Yingyue looked up and blinked, "Really? But I look 50% like my mother."
"This is the first time someone has said that I don't look like my father."
Feng Huaiji smiled and said, "My third uncle used to be the governor of Bozhou. Who in Bozhou dares to say that you don't look like him?"
"That's right." Yingyue pushed the grapes away after eating a few. "These grapes are delicious, but you have to peel them. My hands are sticky and uncomfortable."
"Didn't you bring a maid with you?"
"I don't like other people handling juicy foods like grapes."
After the shredded chicken porridge was served, Yingyue ate her breakfast alone, occasionally with the sound of bowls and spoons colliding against each other.
Feng Huaiji shifted his gaze away from her, lowered his eyes, took the painting album from the bookshelf next to him, and frowned slightly.
His eyes seemed to have thoughts of their own and he looked at her involuntarily.
"Stupid Zhuzi, how do you protect the target of the mission?"
"On the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, the women of the Anding Marquisate went to Guang'en Temple to burn incense, but Yu Wu fell ill and did not accompany them."
"Guang'en Temple is in a remote area. On the way back, I encountered three prisoners who had escaped from Tunzhou. They were being pursued and had sneaked into Guang'en Temple."
"When their identities were revealed, they wanted to kidnap the old lady who was closest to them."
"The old lady casually pushed the target next to her out, and Feng Hanyin happened to bump into him in a panic, and the target happened to hit the opponent's dagger and died on the spot."
When Yu Wu learned about this, he angrily struck the drum to report to the emperor and knelt down to beg for an audience with the emperor.
Afterwards, the emperor was furious and sentenced the old lady and Feng Hanyin to death. The Anding Marquisate was stripped of its title, and everyone except the third branch was exiled thousands of miles away. None of their generations were allowed to take the imperial examinations within ten generations.
Feng Jue finally divorced Yu Wu.
"In fact, the archers have already prepared and hidden in the dark. Even if the old lady is kidnapped, she can be rescued."
"But she chose to push the mission target out of danger. Accidentally, coincidentally, intentionally or unintentionally, the mission target died."
After Wanjiezhu finished speaking, Feng Huaiji paused stroking the drawing paper. He suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and raised his eyes to look at the girl opposite him.
"What's wrong? Second brother."
"Nothing." Feng Huaiji lowered his eyes.
After Yingyue finished her breakfast, Feng Huaiji took her to the East Suburb Horse Farm.
When they arrived, he took her to choose a horse, "Choose a docile one that suits your taste."
Yingyue heard this and turned around in front of the stable. Finally, her eyes stopped at a tall black horse with smooth fur at the side. She turned her head with expectation in her eyes, "Can I touch it?"
Feng Huaiji took two steps forward and stood beside her. After he reached out and touched her, he found nothing wrong and said, "Touch it."
Yingyue stretched out her hand to touch it, but the black horse suddenly shook its head, its eyes became fierce, and its hooves were raised.
Feng Huaiji quickly grabbed her shoulders and led her away. He lowered his eyes and saw her pale face, and softened his voice: "Are you scared?"
"Well, somewhat."
Feng Huaiji patted her head soothingly, his eyes turned away, and his tone became cold, "Why put such a fierce horse here?"
Hearing the horse's neighing, the steward in charge of the stables came over with a horrified look on his face, "Master Feng, calm down. This is the horse of the fifth son of the Marquis of Wu'an. The stable next to it for the fierce horses is full, so put it here for the time being."
"This horse repels women, so it becomes violent if a woman touches it."
"Then why didn't you tell us when we came in?"
The steward wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "It was a minor oversight."
"Any other Marcos have questions?"
"No, no more."
"Qingming, go find the person in charge to handle it."
The steward felt weak.
"Yes, sir." Qing Ming looked at the manager, "Let's go."
The deputy steward followed Feng Huaiji and the other man carefully, introducing the other horses to them.
Feng Huaiji saw that Yingyue's face had regained its rosy color and asked, "Are you still afraid? Do you still want to continue to choose?"
"No longer afraid, think."
Yingyue finally chose a white horse, and Feng Huaiji led the horse and went out with her.
When they reached a deserted corner, Feng Huaiji demonstrated to her how to mount a horse, and then he dismounted swiftly.
"Come on, I'll help you."
"Oh." Yingyue imitated him, put her foot on the stirrup, lifted her foot and flipped over, grabbed the saddle for leverage, and the next moment she was on the horse's back.
Feng Huaiji raised the corner of his lips, "You are quite courageous, not bad."