The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

This aunt, that is, Miss Li next to Mrs. Feng, looked at her bright red nail polish and smiled.

"Very good, is it okay to have a different body and head? If he is still there, he should already be a Juren. Dad said that he is extremely talented and has a high level of understanding. Even if he is not as good as the elder brother, he will still be the second in our family." He is a juren, but that child is stupid and too filial, we are always afraid that he will harm us, but now we are always thinking too much, he can't live until then, don't you think so, Mrs. Feng?"

Seeing her expression, Old Madam Feng dodged unnaturally.

"It's the old man talking too much."

The thing is actually quite simple.

Back then, Feng's family background was a Beijing official. Although Mrs. Feng was only a small official, the Beijing official was several ranks higher than ordinary officials. He was a leisurely small official in a Qingshui yamen with no real power, and he invited friends for outings. Go outing in the countryside to enjoy flowers and accompany relatives.

And Mrs. Li Xianliang Li is his classmate and close friend. The two are fellow villagers from the same place. They live together in the capital and are adjacent to each other. It is inevitable that they have something to say to others when they are officials in the same dynasty. When the two families come Two days, winter and summer, the wives of both families are pregnant, Mrs. Feng patted the table, and the two families got married, if they were of the same sex, they would marry Jinlan, if a man and a woman happened to be married.

But deep in Mrs. Feng's heart, there is an ambition that no one knows about.

At that time, the six-day event in Kyoto just broke out, blood flowed into rivers, and the capital was in chaos.

Mrs. Li's wife is the queen's cousin, and she often goes in and out of the palace. The queen feels that Mr. Li's family has been loyal and good for three generations. It will also be affected, and no one will be spared.

Although Mrs. Li is a woman, she also knows the seriousness of this matter. After bidding farewell to the queen, she asked to invite Mrs. Li back.

Mrs. Li was surprised by his wife's pale face, when he heard this and combined with the turbulent situation, his heart skipped a beat, and he was going to go to court the next day to return home and leave the capital with his family.

But at the same time, he was also defeated by his own loyalty. Since he heard the news, he was quite worried for his friend's family. He took his servant to Feng's mansion late at night, and wanted to discuss with Mr. Feng about avoiding the disturbance.

Old Mrs. Feng was surprised to see him in a hurry, but after hearing this, he thought it was Mrs. Li who was worrying unnecessarily, what trouble could their petty officials cause.

Seeing that his friend couldn't be persuaded, Mrs. Li secretly felt sad and left helplessly.

The next day, a big person found Mr. Feng and promised him a safe life on the road to Qingyun. other's.

Mrs. Li was blinded by fame and wealth, and actually reported it. The evidence in his hand was provided by that big man. Everyone knew that he was a good friend of Mr. Li.

According to an imperial decree, sixty people from all over Li's house, from Mrs. Li's family to the gardener's maidservant, were all beheaded. At the same time, the Queen's faction fell completely, which brought an end to the chaos.

Mrs. Feng also had nightmares again and again. He always dreamed that the wronged soul was taking his life, and the blood flowed all over the ground for three days and three nights...

Many well-known Taoist priests are still haunted by demons and miserable, but he can't stop smiling when he thinks of his future. How many years he has been looking forward to, and how many years he has waited, he can finally hold power in his hands.

However, the facts dealt him a head-on blow. How could that big man speak the truth? In his eyes, Mrs. Feng was not a good person, his political achievements were pitiful, and he was not qualified to be an idle official, so he started to kill the donkey All the high-ranking salaries are just for him to help get rid of Mrs. Li's bait.

Knowing that too many people don't live long, he took off his official hat on an unwarranted charge as soon as the incident was over, and drove their whole family from Kyoto to this barren place to become wealthy gentry.

This is also the sudden conscience of the other party who discovered that at least his family was saved, and they didn't kill them all. They also left a lot of money, enough for their ancestors to live here richly for generations.

Li Peipei allowed everyone to be immersed in the story, and sneered endlessly. Finally, the laughter grew louder, and she lay on the ground panting for breath and almost fainted.

"That man has good calculations, what kind of wealthy gentry from generation to generation, bah, shameless!"

Song Qishu opened his mouth to say something, but thought that he was just a guest in the mansion, not even a relevant person, so he swallowed the words back.

There are some things that outsiders have no position to say, because he has not experienced those things, and no matter how much he says, it will seem pale and weak, and even disgusting in the eyes of the victim.

As a child, Feng Jun didn't know these things back then, he only knew that his father's generation used to live in the capital, and now he was shocked when he heard this, and looked straight at his grandma with weak eyes.

"This……"

Old Mrs. Feng still had some selfish intentions, she didn't want her only grandson to know about these things, so she could only keep dodging the topic, and finally came back to the conversation.

The object of her venting her anger is naturally Li Peipei, who is ridiculed to this day.

"At the beginning, the master did not consider you children well, but you can't make up some of the girl's words. It is his business that Mr. Li conspired against Tianyan. How can we frame it? This is a real thing. It makes us abandon morality."

Mrs. Feng was a little guilty, but she still straightened her back, changed her previous weakness, turned to the customer, and asked her first, trying to calm her down and let her stop talking.

These things themselves have been buried in the past, and no one cares about them long ago, and no one knows who is right and who is wrong. Now dig out the soil covering it, lift it out from the ground, open the secrets inside, and open it up to the sun. Look, others are curious, but the person concerned is caught off guard.

Li Peipei swayed a bit, feeling a little unbearable, as if he didn't understand what the evidence was conclusive, this man still denied it and poured dirty water on her.

Does she have no heart at all?Probably.

"What's the use of arguing with me here, your old bones are about to sink into the ground, I'll let you go, I'm the last surviving member of the Li family, it's quite cool to say, even if this little boy is still alive I’m a little bit reconciled to being alive.”

Her resentful and vicious eyes looked straight at Feng Jun, and Mrs. Feng was shocked, and pressed the child in her arms.

Song Qishu knew it was time to speak for himself.

"Miss... Li? I don't have the right to stop you from doing what you want, but let me ask you, do you want to continue?"

Why did he enter this small world? It would be too strange if it was just to let him see blood and deep hatred. Could it be that he wanted him to adjust from it?

Surprisingly, Auntie didn't lash out and curse as usual, she looked calm and didn't mean to blame Song Qishu for meddling in his own business.

Naturally, she came here with the purpose of breaking everything. She was shocked and shaken when she saw Mrs. Feng's righteous killing of her relatives.

But Mrs. Feng let her down. Maybe Mrs. Feng is a person with a good conscience, a good person, and a tough person, but she still denies it and has no regrets.

At that moment, there seemed to be sixty dark and gloomy solitary graves in front of her eyes. These were still secretly erected clothes tombs. It was built bit by bit, and it took 20 years.

Lips trembling, she spoke.