poor family young gentleman

Before Xiao Lingjun took over the alms, there were more than a hundred people who died of freezing and starvation every day outside the capital. However, in just one day after taking over, the death rate fell to the bottom. In the morning, the death reports received by all parties were less than double digits. Considering that some people died of serious illnesses, they can be said to have created another miracle.

Who in the Ming Xia Kingdom didn't know that Xiao Lingjun was founded by Yin Huanyang and only obeyed his orders?Who in and outside the capital doesn't know that Xiao Lingjun's ability to create this miracle is inseparable from the materials provided by Feng Jiye?From the hundred officials down to the common people, everyone has a reputation in their hearts, and they will automatically credit this credit to them. The emperor is also a man of understanding. When he received the death report, he was both happy and aggrieved. They are all unhappy.

"Oh, hello to my mother."

When Yin Huanyang and his wife took the old lion father and son to the front courtyard hall generously, many Jinyiwei and servants were frightened along the way. Seeing that he almost fell like a dog eating shit, the little bun sitting on the old lion's back giggled.

"Are you talking about it? Haven't you seen it before?"

The old lion and his son entered the hall proudly, and when they passed by Fu An, they gave him a mocking look. Feng Jiye, who was following behind, stopped in confusion. From now on, the old lion and his son will stay outside. You have to get used to it.

"...I have seen it before, but..."

Swallowing with difficulty, Fu'an's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, Feng Jiye's expression suddenly tightened: "Fu'an, I specially summoned them to protect Xiao Baozi."

For the safety of the little bun, no matter how big a commotion it caused, he would not hesitate.

"Ok?"

Fu An was stunned, then wiped his sweat and laughed and said, "That's fine, as long as they don't hurt His Highness, they will definitely be the best guards."

"It's not a guard, it's a relative."

The old lion and his son were never his pets!

After Feng Jiye made serious corrections, he didn't explain in detail: "Fu'an, the old lions are ferocious beasts from deep mountains. They are very spiritual. As long as they don't take the initiative to attack them or have the idea of ​​making small buns, they won't hurt people. Tell me. , let everyone rest assured that there is no need to be afraid of the old lion and his son hurting others."

"Yes."

Looking at the two lions who had brought His Highness to lie down in the hall, and then at Feng Jiye, Fu An nodded, the fear in his heart dissipated a lot, seeing His Highness playing with them so happily, the Prince said It should be true that they are all psychic and won't hurt people casually.

As long as the awareness of the state of mind changes, the fear will not exist, and it is true for everyone.

"Why is there no one? What about Mingming and Tianlang?"

After entering the hall and sitting down, Feng Jiye asked strangely, although they were a bit late today and missed the breakfast time, there shouldn't be anyone there, right?New Year's Eve, what are they busy with?

"The factory owner entered the palace early in the morning, Huzi and the others went to the backyard, and Shao Lang said boringly that he went back to his room to practice kung fu."

Fuan was busy serving breakfast to them while talking.

"Well, how are Huzi and the others feeling?"

He got up and picked up the little bun and put it in the baby walker. When Feng Jiye sat down again, Yin Huanyang brought a bowl of porridge to him in good time. The couple smiled at each other and began to eat slowly.

"It's okay, it's about the same as usual, it should be fine."

"Um…"

"squeak!"

Just as he was talking, the off-road vehicle rushed into the yard, and Ye Junheng, who was also dressed in a bright red brocade robe, opened the door and got out of the car. When he saw the old lion and his son, Ye Junheng's lips twitched, and he didn't say much. After entering the hall, he will A decree was handed to him.

"what?"

Feng Jiye took over the imperial decree, and Ye Junheng's voice sounded: "The imperial edict for Feng Yiheng's redress, Wu Jin has already taken the imperial list to the downtown area to post it, and it will be announced to the world soon."

"So fast?"

Raising his eyebrows, Feng Jiye quickly browsed through the content of the imperial decree. It was indeed an imperial edict to vindicate Feng Yiheng. It detailed the process of his being wronged. Feng Yishan and his family, regardless of gender, were all sentenced to years. After the punishment of beheading in the downtown area, the Feng family was temporarily closed. When Feng Yiheng came back, he would return it to him intact, but it didn't say whether he would be reinstated as an official, nor did it mention any compensation. An explanation.

Feng Jiye curled his lips and threw the imperial decree aside, the imperial system is like this, it's okay to meet a conscientious emperor, like today's situation, causing other people's families to be ruined, not even a word of apology, and no one would even pick anything out of it What's wrong, they still have to thank him thousands of times, what the fuck!

"The evidence is solid. They all pleaded guilty. What reason does the emperor have for delaying?"

In order for him to have a good New Year, don’t worry about it when it’s too late, he will go to the palace and ask the emperor to make an announcement to the world today. Now the emperor’s attitude towards him is different from before, and he spent a lot of money It was his lip service that made him make an order, but there was no need to talk about it, and he was too lazy to waste his words.

How can he not know the character of his younger brother?

Feng Jiye smiled slightly, without any hesitation: "What about the people from the Li family? How to deal with them?"

The imperial decree only mentioned how to punish Feng Yishan's family. Since the Li family had no direct relationship with framing Feng Yiheng, it was not recorded in the imperial decree, but their behavior was undoubtedly quite abhorrent to the original owner and his son.

"The house was confiscated, everyone was exiled, women and Kun were enslaved."

"Did you put in a lot of effort?"

Feng Jiye covered his mouth and chuckled, the Li family did not directly participate in it, logically speaking, the sentence shouldn't be so severe.

"No, I just submitted evidence of their embezzlement and bribery, and the judgment was made by the emperor."

Ye Junheng shook his head. The Li family can be regarded as one of the aristocratic families, but they are relatively inferior. The emperor has long wanted to suppress the aristocratic families. With the evidence of their corruption and bribery in front of him, how could he spare them lightly?

"Ha ha…"

After thinking about it for a while, he knew what was going on, Feng Jiye and his wife looked at each other and smiled, no matter what his reasons were, as long as the Li family got what they deserved.

After the couple finished their breakfast, Chu Tianlang also came out of the room. The four of them chatted for a while and saw Hu Zi and the three of them walking towards the hall with their second baby. It was still the same, the only difference was that the smile that was always on the corner of Feng Jiye's mouth disappeared, and there seemed to be a hint of sadness between his brows.

"Brother Yang, Brother Ye."

The three of Huzi greeted each other and left Erwa standing there alone. In the past, he would definitely put on an appearance of being greatly wronged, but today he didn't feel that way. Seeing Feng Ji With the sadness in Ye's eyebrows, he even smiled brightly: "Brother Yang, Brother Ye, happy Chinese New Year."

Look at the way he smiles like a flower, he seems to have completely forgotten what happened yesterday, everyone present has no fluctuations in their faces, and there is more or less contempt in their hearts. Others are not doing well, so he is like that Happy?

"Ah."

Everything was written on his face naked, even if he was allowed to enter the backyard of the Qingjiang Marquis Mansion, he would definitely not live for three days before he would be tortured to death. The battle in the backyard of a big family is no gentler than the inner courtyard of the palace.

Feng Jiye was speechless, but nodded his head as if there was nothing on his face. He could also see that he was gloating. Sip the tea lightly.

"Brother Yang..."

"I still have something to do in the Palace, so I'll go back to the First Prince's Mansion first, Yeye, this tea is tasteless, I want to drink the tea you made, and cook it for me before I come back."

Feng Jiye was too cold, Er Wa, who was shy and wanted to get close to Yin Huanyang, just opened his mouth, before he had time to say anything, he put down his teacup and stood up, deliberately pretending to dislike tea.

"Just hold it in your mouth, this is the best tribute tea."

Ye Junheng taunted at the right time, Feng Jiye smiled slightly and said: "Go, I'll cook it for you later, I promise to let you drink enough."

"Ah."

Nodding, before leaving, Yin Huanyang turned his head again and said: "Huzi, Taoer, Zhuzi, and Tianlang, you all go back with me, and I have something to tell you to do."

"it is good."

Knowing that he wanted to dismiss them to create conditions for the second baby, the four of them stood up without any objection, and after they left, Feng Jiye said calmly: "Everyone, let's go, let's reunite this year, cook more meals, The guards outside don't stand in the cold wind, help to decorate the mansion together, who will go to the Xichang Governor's Mansion to find trouble after Chinese New Year? Everyone relax."

"Yes."

Fu An bowed with a smile on his face, and when he stepped back, he took out the waiters in the hall. When there were only the three of them left in the hall, Feng Jiye glanced at Er Wa lightly: "You can do whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, regardless of his reaction, Feng Jiye got up and walked towards the old lion again, and whispered to his ear to tell it to guard against the second baby, and then told them in a normal volume that they are very busy today, so there is no way to take care of it. Little Baozi, let them help take care of him.

"Humph!"

The old lion was as arrogant as ever, Feng Jiye didn't care, touched the little bun who was having fun with the little lion, clapped his hands and stood up: "Jun Heng, make tea with me."

"it is good."

Ye Junheng, who didn't want to face someone for a long time, jumped up, and the two left the hall without even saying hello.

"Hmph, what are you pretending to be, your position as the prince may not be secure yet."

When he was the only one left in the hall, Erwa threw the teacup on the table with a dark face, but...

"Hooho..."

"What are you doing, bastard?"

The old lion and his son were very psychic, understood Erwa's words, and also felt his unfriendliness. The little lion suddenly roared at him, scaring him so much that he almost fell off the chair.

"You, what are you doing? Ah..."

Seeing the two lions standing up suddenly and grinning at him, Erwa turned pale with fright even though she was familiar with them a long time ago. The little lion went up, and the golden eyes of the old lion stared deeply at his fleeing figure, and it didn't lie down to play with him again until the little bun pulled its lion fur.

"Stop! In front of you is the factory office, no one is allowed to approach."

Erwasi and Feng Jiye, who escaped in a panic, just told everyone not to stand guard anymore, and they all went to prepare for the New Year. Along the way, they did see Jin Yiwei and the servants helping to arrange the house, and their clever thoughts immediately came alive. According to the map of Xichang Metropolitan Governor's Mansion that Han Lin showed him, he boldly touched Ye Junheng's study, trying to find something beneficial to Han Lin in his study, but unfortunately, he also underestimated the Xichang Metropolitan Governor's Mansion. Before approaching the scope of the study, he was stopped.