Heshen is a strict wife

Feng Shuangzhi really didn't expect to meet Fu Heng's two sons here.

Fucha family Fu Heng, the younger brother of Empress Xiaoxian Chun, a scholar of Baohe Palace, and also a minister of military affairs, can be said to be a high-ranking and powerful person, but Yinglian is far behind.He has four sons, Fu Ling'an, Fu Long'an, Fu Kang'an, and Fu Chang'an.

Now Feng Shuangzhi met Fu Heng's second son, Fu Long'an, and third son, Fu Kang'an. Fu Long'an looked like an adult man, but Fu Kang'an definitely looked younger than Feng Shuangzhi.

Just such a little kid suddenly uttered this sentence, which made people feel a little ridiculous.

Fortunately, there are not many people here, otherwise if this word spreads, Feng Shuangzhi might become a talking point.

Now that her forehead hurts and her elbow hurts, she doesn't want to say more, but Xitao wishes she could just take that Fukang'an away.

A tall horse was blocking the road, and there was a carriage on the side. It was impossible to pass a carriage on the originally narrow road.

It just so happened that at this time, such a carriage really came, and it looked rather simple and shabby.

Seeing that he couldn't move anymore, he stretched out a hand and lifted the curtain of the car, and then a woman with red eyes came out, and cursed as she walked, "Who is blocking the road here?" Ah? Didn’t you see someone else going to live?!”

This scolding immediately attracted everyone's attention, and for a moment, everyone turned to look at her.

Maybe their posture is already regarded as a wealthy family in the eyes of ordinary people, but whether it is Fuheng Mansion or Yinglian Mansion, they are not comparable to ordinary people, so they are not disturbed at all.

Feng Shuangzhi took a look at the woman. The woman looked very young, with two heads raised, and red coral earrings, but white hangings on her arms. She was dressed like a widow, presumably a widow.

"Feng Zhong, lead the horse out of the way." After all, it was their fault to block the way, so Feng Shuangzhi didn't bother to talk nonsense.

When I went out to encounter such a disaster, except for a little skin trauma, I was lucky that I didn't encounter anything else.

Feng Zhong immediately went to lead the horse without saying a word, and he would do what the second lady said.

But Fulong'an and Fukang'an are different. This woman's words are too rude and vulgar. Which of the two sons here was not born with a golden spoon in his mouth?Who can bear this anger?

Fulongan tugged at the rein, and turned to look at the person.

It turned out that besides the widow in the car, there were actually two teenagers.One is about the same age as Fukang'an, but the other is about ten years old, tall and thin, with big and energetic eyes, thin lips, and a gentle face, like a scholar, just depends on how he dresses , but it is a standard child of a banner man, especially this carriage, which seems to belong to Chang Bao's family, the deputy capital of Fujian.

Chang Bao just passed away this year, this family must be his relatives, right?

Fu Long'an thought about it in his heart, and didn't want to bully others, but the woman ignored the boy beside her and cursed again: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a widow?! Get out of the way quickly, Don't even look at what you are!"

He Shen was only ten years old, and Lama Jia couldn't live there. He knew that something was wrong after hearing what she said.

He hurried down, and cupped his fists at Fu Long'an: "Second Young Master, forgive me, Ama passed away, and Er Niang was too sad, she talked a lot of nonsense recently, I hope Second Young Master will forgive me."

This opening was completely different from the woman before.

Here Feng Zhong is still leading the horse, because the shaft of the carriage is broken, so it has to be dismantled again.

Feng Zhongdao: "Miss, let's go and sit in the tea shed next to it. Xitao will go and ask if he can find the wound medicine, and show the lady first. The servant is busy here, so I'll come right away."

Feng Shuangzhi saw that Fu Long'an had already started talking to the thin boy who came out, so he didn't want to stay here anymore, for fear of being involved in disputes, he just nodded and left without saying a word.

During the Ching Ming Festival, there are many people who come out to worship and sweep, so there are shops along the road that set up some simple tea sheds for people to sit down and rest.

Xitao helped Feng Shuangzhi to find a place that looked cleaner, and then asked the shopkeeper if they had any medicine, but the shopkeeper just shook his head.

Feng Shuangzhi raised his hand to hold Xitao and said, "Sit down first."

She took off the veil and pressed the wound on her forehead, and there was no bleeding anymore, and her elbow was also scratched, but she was a little embarrassed thinking about it, the injury was really not deep, it was just uncomfortable.

Now that there is no better way, Xitao can only nod.

Feng Shuangzhi then sat behind the curtain of the tea shed. The shopkeeper brought over a pot of tea. Xitao took it and poured tea for Feng Shuangzhi without letting anyone get close. Miss……"

"You can't hide from what should come." Feng Shuangzhi slightly closed his eyes, looking at the rough celadon tea bowl in his hand, which was incomparable to the ones in the mansion.

It's really impossible to hide.

As soon as he heard the woman's scolding, Feng Shuangzhi knew - it started again.

When she heard the woman's voice at the end of the sacrificial sweep before, she heard it again just now, and she knew who it was.

At this moment, through the bamboo curtain, Feng Shuangzhi could vaguely see the situation outside.

Fu Long'an is a well-known handsome man in the capital, and also the second son of Fu Xiang's family. He has always attracted famous ladies in the capital.Although Fukang'an is young, he can already see that he will captivate all living beings in the future.

However, Feng Shuangzhi's focus was not on them.

What she saw was that young man with a humble posture and even a humble attitude—Niu Hulu Shanbao, who should be called He Shen now.

He Shen and his younger brother He Lin accompanied their stepmother to sweep the grave. In the 25th year of Qianlong, this year, his Ama Changbao died of illness, leaving behind a large family.

Brother He Shen was almost kicked out by his stepmother, and life was quite difficult.

Now that He Shen came forward to admit his mistake to Fu Longan, he let go of his stance - in fact, even if Chang Bao hadn't died, their family didn't have the strength to challenge Fu Longan.

It's a pity that his stepmother didn't understand, she just thought that He Shen had offended her, and she was about to explode.

Fu Long'an is too lazy to pay attention to the woman with long hair now, he looked at He Shen with a whip, and suddenly asked: "Are you the one who reported to Xian'an Academy?"

He Shen was taken aback, "I have applied to the academy, but I haven't passed the selection yet."

"It's over." Fu Longan seemed to have remembered something, and even laughed, and said these two words lightly.

Fu Kang'an, who was standing at his feet, just felt bored. He took a look at He Shen, and felt somewhat hostile. He snorted and said, "It looks like he doesn't know, who are you kidding!"

These words, especially these words of the two brothers, directly made He Shen dizzy, and he was stunned: "I don't know the two sons, what do you mean by these words?"

Fukang'an was a small person, rolled his eyes, and rushed out from Fulong'an's side, and arrived at the tea shed where Feng Shuangzhi was. When he looked around, he saw Feng Shuangzhi, so he immediately walked away with his short arms and short legs. Come over and sit in front of Feng Shuangzhi.

Feng Shuangzhi had a big head, and it wasn't until Fu Kang'an sat in front of him that he realized, "Third Young Master——"

Fu Kang'an didn't give Feng Shuangzhi a chance to speak, and put his hand on his chin, with a naive expression on his face: "You are much prettier than other women I've seen."

Xitao on the side was suddenly stunned - no matter what age it is, seven years old can only be regarded as a child.

Seeing such a half-grown child sitting here, and saying something similar to molesting, it's simply - destroying people's three views.

Feng Shuangzhi's head was already dizzy, but it became even more dizzy when he heard this.

She had been paying attention to the situation outside, but at this moment she could only turn her gaze back: "Third Young Master, if you run around like this, your second brother will be angry in a while."

This was considered a small threat, but it was a pity that Fukang'an was not affected at all, and snorted contemptuously: "Who dares to speak of me?"

Who dares to tell me?

These words are domineering.

Feng Shuangzhi had heard some rumors—for example, Fu Kang'an was Qianlong's illegitimate son.

She didn't want to understand these secrets of the palace, and she stopped talking, and didn't want to talk to this little kid at all.At any rate, Feng Shuangzhi is also a person of a considerable age. It's good to play house fights with the people in the house. It can exercise your IQ. Talking to little kids may have a negative impact on your EQ.

Seeing that Feng Shuangzhi ignored him, Fukang'an found it interesting, so he stopped talking and picked up a tea bowl by himself, wanting to pour tea for himself.

Xitao couldn't understand this Fukang'an, and when she saw her young lady ignoring him, she had the right to pretend that she didn't see it.

It's just that Feng Shuangzhi saw it again at this time, and with a casual glance, he saw that Fu Kang'an's lips were already peeled, as if he hadn't drank any water on the way. Before that, Fu Long'an was rushing all the way, maybe it was for something .

Anyway, Fu Kang'an was also Fu Heng's third son, and he was even raised in the palace since he was a child, spoiled and spoiled, if something went wrong, Feng Shuangzhi might be unable to bear it all by himself, this little ancestor could not afford to suffer.He called Xitao and said, "Xitao, pour tea for the third son."

Xi Tao really didn't understand her young lady's jumping thinking, she poured tea for Fu Kang'an and put it in front of him, muttering to herself.

Fu Kang'an's eyes were always on Feng Shuangzhi's body and never left, like a child seeing a toy suddenly.

But Feng Shuangzhi turned his attention back to the outside afterward.

Fu Long'an seemed to say something to He Shen, then he led the horse, brought He Shen with him, and came to the tea shed together.

Feng Zhong had already moved out of the way to saddle the horse. Feng Zhong first asked the groom to ride back to report the news, and then he also came to the tea shed.He is a servant of the Yinglian Mansion, he dare not go in front, he can only wait for the two masters to go in before he dares to go in.

When Fu Longan came in, he looked for Fukang'an. At this moment, Fukang'an jumped up from his seat and shouted, "Second brother, I'm here! Hey, why did you bring him here?"

"What is he not? He is a good writer. What do you know?" At this time, Fu Longan seemed to be very reasonable. He walked over with a smile, but he didn't go any closer. Waving, "Come here quickly, don't disturb the second lady of Yingda's family."

This title can be said to be quite unfamiliar, which shows that there is not much friendship between Ying Lian and Fu Heng.

Feng Shuangzhi felt relieved, she saw Feng Zhong coming in after her, and then stood up, wanting to go out.

Unexpectedly, Fu Long'an suddenly said: "Miss is still wounded. This time, Fu Long'an was reckless and caused something to happen to Miss. My father will definitely reprimand me later. Miss's injury..."

There was some hesitation in his tone, probably thinking about how to use words.

He Shen stood half a step behind, but at this moment he said, "Second Young Master, the servants carry wound medicine with them, if you don't mind—"

"In the suburbs, I don't know when I can find the doctor and the wound medicine. Since the young master has it, it can't be better." After all, this matter was caused by Fu Long'an. Heng, he will be punished.

Fu Kang'an was very clear, clapping his hands and laughing: "Second brother must be afraid of Ama's punishment, it must be!"

He Shen turned around, took two steps outside, and shouted: "Liu Quan'er, go get the wound medicine."

The serious mouthful of a Beijing film, the "er"-like retroflex sound is also authentic, Feng Shuangzhi sighed secretly when he heard it, and wanted to say that there is no need to trouble, but he knew that it would not help, for her, the biggest The biggest trouble is never the injury on the body, but the entanglement in the heart.

She finally raised her eyes and looked at He Shen seriously.

The young man standing by the side of the tea shed, with pale and thin lips, straight and straight bridge of nose, looks gentle and gentle, and his pair of long and narrow red phoenix eyes are also extremely warm, but Feng Shuangzhi always feels that there is something hidden under his eyes that hasn't been revealed yet. Fierce and fierce.She suddenly raised her left hand, pressed her right wrist, and calmed herself down, not allowing herself to speculate on others with the greatest malice.

He Shen took the small medicine bottle handed over by the thin servant Liu Quan. On the back of his hand, blue blood veins were visible, his fingers were slender, and he was dressed in an old blue robe. , so shabby.Maybe what this young man has at this moment is only his backbone and ambition?

A young man with a straight back, who would have imagined that he would be a corrupt official He Shen who will be notorious many years later?

Suddenly, this face seemed familiar—she remembered, on the day of Xu's funeral, the one lying in the dirty snow...

Feng Shuangzhi looked away and collected his thoughts. At this time, He Shen handed over the medicine bottle, so Feng Zhong took it and thanked him, but He Shen bowed his hands and said, "It is He Shen who should thank Miss It is the grace of saving each other that day."