Facing Aunt Zhang's suspicious and scrutinizing gaze, the young lady of the Feng family looked as usual, showing no fear at all.

Erlang of the Feng family looked away, looking at the surrounding scenery, as if what just happened had nothing to do with him.

Only the embarrassed Ah Mo nodded repeatedly and hurriedly explained to his mother:

"Mom, it's true. We are really joking."

If his words and deeds just now were revealed, he would probably be whipped even more by his mother.

No, it should be two meals, maybe three meals.

The adults have a meal, and the two grandmothers have a meal each.

terrible!

At this time, you absolutely cannot file a complaint.

Seeing her son being beaten and having to cover it up, looking like he had no future, Mrs. Right was really angry.

Looking at the twin siblings again, there was nothing they could do.

As they grow older, Shuangshuang and Ah Chong have reached the time to be sensible.

In such a large Feng family, especially when all the Feng brothers are present, everything must be handled according to the rules.

Everyone involved said it was just a joke, and even Feng Dasima Lai could only treat it as a joke between children.

It is said that Ah Chong inherited his father's intelligence, but Madam You knew that the young lady in front of her was the real little devil in the Feng Mansion.

Not only did he inherit his mother's talent, but he also inherited some of his father's character.

Don't look like you don't like to talk a lot, but your tactics are very dark.

More importantly, the heart is darker.

Once she starts hitting people, there will basically be a reason why people can't fault her.

Obviously, A Mo must have been caught by someone, and he couldn't tell the story of his suffering.

"Don't bully your own brother."

Since she is angry with him for not fighting, Madam You is too lazy to mourn his misfortune.

Not far away, the cry of her daughter could be heard faintly. Mrs. Right said this and rushed to see her little daughter.

In the early years, Sima Feng and General Zhendong often went on expeditions. It can be said that Mrs. Right had at least half of the credit for bringing Shuangshuang and Ah Chong up.

Mrs. Right knows these siblings quite well.

Although the siblings were often so angry that their chests hurt, they could still be regarded as their own.

Not to mention that in the past two years, the siblings have indeed gradually begun to realize that they are elder sisters and elder brothers.

Since the eldest sister and elder brother have legitimate reasons to teach my brother a lesson, they cannot stop him by force...

You can stop it for a while, but you can't stop it forever.

There are some things about being a legitimate mother, which may seem like trivial matters, but are actually sensitive.

I had the idea of ​​competing for a title before, but now...

Let him be!

Anyway, from Nanzhong to Jiuyuan, from Pingcheng to Dunhuang, all over the Han Dynasty, east, west, north and south, wherever there was a flourishing Hanhui, there were industries in which the Feng family participated.

Unless the family is exterminated, otherwise, these properties alone, even if ten or eight more children do nothing, just sit around and divide the family property, will be enough to feed three or five generations.

If coupled with the power of Da Sima Feng, General Zhendong, and Mr. and Mrs. Shunde, the Feng Mansion can be said to be full of fire, oil, and flowers.

If you don't believe it, just look at the flow of cars and horses in front of Feng's Mansion, and you will know that its bustling scene surpasses the East and West Markets.

Leading the army to retreat from the enemy, turning the tide, returning victoriously, being promoted to a higher rank, and congratulated by hundreds of officials.

It can be said that Feng Da Sima has not been able to rest for a moment in the past few days and is really tired.

"The house will be closed from tomorrow, and no one will see guests except relatives and friends."

It was not until night fell that Feng Da Sima, who looked exhausted, sat down in a chair, closed his eyes, and gave instructions.

"Alang has just been promoted to the position of Grand Sima, but he refuses to see his colleagues in the court. Will he be criticized?"

Da Sima has a high position and authority, but does not have enough status. It would be nice if he can just hand over a door ticket, but he cannot enter Feng's house at all.

But people always come up with solutions.

If you can't get an audience with Da Sima, then take the wife route.

Many people sent their own spies to try their best to meet the ladies of Feng's house under various names.

It's just that the status of the left and right ladies is also very high. Even if you want to be received, even if you have some status, you have to look at the mood of the two ladies.

Even so, Mrs. Zuo still felt a little annoyed.

But when she heard her Alang's instructions, she couldn't help but feel a little worried, so she reminded him.

Madam You, on the other hand, agreed with Feng Dashima’s opinion:

"What's there to worry about? In these days, everyone who should come has come, and everyone who should be seen has almost been seen."

"For the rest, it doesn't matter if you don't see them. For those who want to be seen again, it doesn't matter how much they see you."

After hearing what Madam Right said, Madam Zuo said no more.

She glanced at A Lang, then at the two concubines standing aside, and signaled to Li Mu:

"You will serve Da Sima tonight."

Li Mu quickly agreed.

Amei is now considered a famous arithmetic master and a gentleman of the Royal Academy. Her name alone can scare away a large number of purdah ladies who cannot even memorize multiplication tables.

In addition, he has been obsessed with staying in the laboratory for these years and rarely interacts with people. Even if he wants to get acquainted with people outside, there is no way.

Only Li Mu had the right identity and background. He also managed the Feng Mansion's property and often had to deal with outsiders.

Over the past few days, there has been an endless stream of ladies from various families who have come to look for her, and their busyness is comparable to that of Feng Da Sima.

But compared to Da Sima's tiredness, Li Mu was full of energy and looked very good.

This ambitious woman believed that her boldest decision back then was the most correct choice in her life.

Mrs. Zuo asked her to serve Da Sima tonight. Of course, it didn't just mean sleeping with him. She also asked her to talk to Da Sima at the bedside about the past few days.

The right lady had to stay with her little daughter who was under one year old at night. Seeing that nothing happened, she was about to leave first, when suddenly another servant came to report:

"Reporting to the Chief Sima and his wife, there is someone outside the mansion who wants to see you."

Mrs. Zuo’s eyes were sharp:

"Didn't you say that the house is closed and no guests will be seen?"

The right lady quickly reminded:

"Sister, it's tomorrow, and the house won't be closed until tomorrow."

"To come to visit at this time, either the visitor is disrespectful, or..." Madam Right turned to the servant mid-sentence, "Who is this person?"

"The guest didn't say anything, he just gave us the door post of the house."

"Hand it over."

This is a door post sent by the Feng Mansion. If the visitor can produce this, he will have to reveal his identity and let the servants come to report.

"Invite him to the side hall, and I'll go see him."

Feng Dasima, who seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed just now, opened his eyes at some point and spoke.

"Here."

Mrs. Zuo looked a little unhappy:

"I don't come here during the day, but I came here at night, and I'm still secretive. Either people can't see the light, or things can't be seen. A Lang, you'd better be careful."

Feng Duhu smiled:

"Where there is day, there must be night, where there is light there must be darkness. There are always some things in the world that are not suitable to be talked about in the hustle and bustle of the day, but are only suitable to be talked about in the dead of night when people are quiet. If Xijun is worried, just follow along."

"Your status is different now. I naturally want to follow you."

The right lady, who was originally going to see her youngest daughter, thought for a moment and hid behind the screen in the side hall.

When the servants came in with the guests, Mrs. Zuo, who was standing behind the screen, subconsciously closed her eyes and at the same time grasped her right hand, as if to prepare for a move.

Because the person who came was completely covered in black robes, and even his head was covered with a hood.

Not to mention in the dark night, even in the side hall with candles lit, the firelight could not illuminate the true face of the person hidden in the hood.

Only when he lifted the hood on his head did Feng Da Sima's expression change, and he blurted out unexpectedly:

"Mr. Pei, why is it you?"

The visitor was none other than Pei Qian, the Marquis of Pingyang County and the General of Zhenbei.

Pei Qian slowly took off his black robe and said:
To be continued...