All the members are in love with the group, and the cub is causing trouble in the Tang Dynasty.

The two old ladies went to the backyard, and Feng Deyi entertained Yuan Yuan in the front yard.

Yuan Yuan sat on the rocking chair in Feng Deyi's study, shaking her calves and eating preserved fruit.

"Feng Pupu, are you feeling well?"

Feng Deyi sighed slightly: "Now that I am no longer Feng Pupu, just call me Feng Aweng."

Yuan Yuan nodded: "Feng Aweng."

Feng Deyi sat opposite her and gave her more tea.

"My body is feeling much better, but I feel a little uncomfortable when I suddenly become free."

"I have always cared about government affairs unconsciously. I have been caring about it my whole life. How can I just let it go?"

He didn't say this to Pei Ji and Xiao Yu who came to visit, he didn't say it to the Supreme Emperor, but he said it to a little boy.

He shook his head and laughed.

Yuan Yuan straightened up from the rocking chair, handed him a preserved fruit, and then let out a big sigh like a little adult.

"Feng Aweng doesn't even have to go to school, it's really good!"

Feng Deyi said angrily: "If you don't study when you are young, what's the use of being old?"

Yuan Yuan snorted, pouted, and leaned back on the chair, rocking back and forth with the rocking chair.

Feng Deyi glanced at her secretly, took a sip of tea, and coughed twice.

Seeing that the little boy was still angrily tilting his head and ignoring anyone, the old man winked at the housekeeper outside the door.

The housekeeper quickly turned around and left, and after a while, he came in carrying a food box.

"Alang, princess, this is the crab roe porridge that has been warm on the stove."

As soon as the food box was opened, Yuan Yuan was immediately attracted: "Wow...it really smells so good!!!"

The old man and the young man reconciled, and the old man fed the little one porridge with a smile.

"Yuan Bao'er, as for me, Aweng, my heart never grows old, and my body is still strong."

"I have no time to spare now, can you find a job for me?"

Others don't know, but Feng Deyi, the right servant, knows a lot. This little boy is small, but the things he does are not small.

Yuan Yuan frowned in thought while drinking porridge.

The system poked her: "Host, this Feng Deyi was a bad person before. He tried to curry favor with the leaders of the two dynasties and fawned over him. Saving his life is already a development that goes against our mission. Now he has finally quit. Now that he is in court, we can no longer bring him into the center of power."

"Reject him quickly!!!"

Yuan Yuan quickly swallowed the porridge in his mouth and said loudly: "No, no, no, no!!!!"

Feng Deyi was a little disappointed, as if the light in his eyes had disappeared.

He added another half bowl of porridge and continued to feed the little boy.

"I have done some wrong things before, but His Majesty allowed me to withdraw from the court with the honor of prime minister regardless of past grudges. These days, I have been thinking about it and I should do something to atone for my sins and seek some benefits for future generations."

"Otherwise, I would feel uneasy..."

He was in a low mood, and Yuan Yuan was also very sad.

***

In Zuo Wuwei's guardhouse, Qin Shubao was talking to the deputy general. The guard came in to report that Princess Yongchang was here.

Qin Shubao was a little confused. This was the first time that the little guy came to the guard house to see him. Before, they had arranged to meet at the palace gate and everyone went to the Sifang Building to talk.

When he walked outside the courtyard gate, he saw the little boy riding majestically on a pony, and an old man dressed in simple clothes stood beside him.

old man?

Wait a minute, isn’t this the high-ranking minister’s right servant, She Feng Deyi? ? ?

Qin Shubao only paused for a moment and gave Feng Deyi a junior salute: "Feng Gong."

Mr. Feng smiled and nodded.

Yuan Yuan was very happy and touched the horse's mane: "Qin Aweng, look at my little red!!!"

Qin Shubao walked over and walked around the pony, looking shocked: "This...is this the red rabbit?"

The Red Rabbit Horse has a bright red body and is as ferocious as a tiger. It is one of the best horses in a million and cannot be controlled by ordinary people.

This horse is hard to come by, it is a truly priceless treasure...

But didn’t it disappear after the Han Dynasty? ? ?

Qin Shubao touched the white color on the foal's forehead, which was exactly the same as what was recorded in the book.

Yuan Yuan patted Xiaoma's neck: "This is Xiaohong, not Tutu."

Qin Shubao felt that the name "Xiaohong" was a bit too hasty, but who knew Xiaowazi would like it.

He took Yuan Yuan off the horse and asked, "Why are you here at this time?"

The little boy mysteriously dragged Qin Shubao to the corner, as if he wanted to whisper. Qin Shubao squatted down in cooperation.

The older one and the younger one came and went and chatted a lot, and finally Qin Shubao nodded.

He said to the lieutenant: "Go and talk to Wu Guogong and Su Guogong, and come to the Sifang Building at noon to discuss important matters."

Feng Deyi watched the whole process quietly without saying a word. He was completely different from his usual sarcastic appearance in the court.

The three of them went to Sifanglou together. This time, Feng Deyi took the carriage, Qin Shubao took the little boy on horseback, and Xiao Hong was sent back to the palace.

The group of people walked halfway and met Yuchi Jingde and Cheng Yaojin. The two came over on fast horses, much faster.

Yuan Yuan regretted not letting them see his heroic appearance on horseback.

The four adults and one child arrived at the Sifang Building and went directly into the Four Foodie Residence.

Seeing the childlike Si Foodie Ju again, Yuan Yuan suddenly forgot about Feng Deyi and couldn't help but run around happily.

Feng Deyi was a little embarrassed. He used to look down on these warriors, so the relationship with them was naturally not that good.

Yuchi Jingde was also embarrassed. They used to look down on these pedantic civil servants who were troublemakers. They felt that the world was conquered by military generals, and civil servants only engaged in verbal disputes.

He stopped the little kid and said, "Don't you want us to introduce you?"

Yuan Yuan opened her eyes wide: "Recommendation?"

Cheng Yaojin is straightforward: "I have no friendship with Mr. Feng. If you don't build a bridge for us again, how can we start talking?"

Yuan Yuan scratched her chin. She took off the bead string that had been wrapped around her wrist several times, touched it with some reluctance, then handed one end to Feng Deyi and the other to Cheng Yaojin.

This was picked out from the pile of gifts from Brother Yingzheng.

Cheng Yaojin: "..."

Feng Deyi: "..."

Yuchi Jingde coughed and slapped the little boy's head: "Now that the thread is tied, there is no need for anyone to have any scruples. Just say so."

Cheng Yaojin strung the beads back on the little kid's little hand.

Feng Deyi spoke first: "I heard that some of you are collecting food. Can you take me with you?"

Although these four people and the little boy are now called "Aweng", Yuchi Jingde and the other three have only passed their forties, and Feng Deyi is already an old man in his sixties.

He can indeed be regarded as having been immersed in the court all his life. He is a very important figure in both the Tang Dynasty and the nobles of the previous dynasty.

Moreover, he was born in the Bohai Feng family and was very prestigious in the local area.

That area was exactly where Qin Shubao had planned to raise grain. However, droughts were now frequent outside, and the landowners and grain merchants were holding on to grain for a rainy day, making it difficult to raise grain.

It would be great if Feng Deyi could come forward.

Just can you trust this person?

Seeing the hesitation on the faces of several people, Feng Deyi continued: "The purpose of raising food is for the people in the disaster area. I, the Feng family, have some assets. I am willing to donate [-] yuan first to raise food for the people in Shandong."

A dou of rice costs four or five cents, and five hundred guan can harvest a lot of grain!

Feng Deyi tried his best to keep his face as sincere as possible, fearing that few people would not believe him.

He has been working hard all his life, and he is really afraid that old scores will be revealed in the future.

Wanting to actually do something good is also sincere.