Dad, Let's Not Embarrass Each Other During New Years

5 0 0
                                        

"A-Heng!" Feng Jin Yuan went forward to slam on the door, "Come out. Father still has not finished speaking."

He then heard the person inside say: "I am sharpening my blade. Just say what you need to say. I can hear you."

"Are..." He wanted to say are you lacking education, but he recalled what Feng Yu Heng had said earlier, so he swallowed those words back down. It seemed that hoping for Feng Yu Heng to help have Chen Qing released was not quite possible. He knew deep down that this sequence of events definitely had something to do with Feng Yu Heng because the ninth prince had just returned from the military camp the day before the man fell from his horse. Feng Jin Yuan felt that the current situation was unclear. Getting angry at Feng Yu Heng at this moment was not wise. Although the Emperor had, on the surface, given up on the ninth prince, simply looking at imperial concubine Yun's attitude, it was clear that the ninth prince losing favor was clearly not even possible. He thought a little then changed his mind: "In truth, the main reason father came here today was to see Zi Rui. Also... your grandmother wanted your mother to go over and celebrate the new year together."

"Father and mother have already divorced. Also, it was supported by an imperial decree by the Emperor. A woman going back to the family she divorced to celebrate the new year, there is no such thing in Da Shun. If father insists on inviting her, then go into the palace to acquire an imperial decree first."

"Feng Yu Heng! Don't be too excessive." He became furious.

"And you should not be too excessive either!" The sounds within the room became louder and louder, "Let's not embarrass each other during new years. Father, please go back! I will go over later to eat dinner. If father continues to bang endlessly on daughter's door, daughter will head over later to discuss the matter of the Feng manor's deed with grandmother."

Feng Jin Yuan immediately fell silent.

Discuss the matter of the Feng manor's deed? If the matriarch knew that he had used the deed for the Feng manor as collateral to acquire money for the third prince, would he not be sacrificed to his ancestors?

Forget it.

He turned then left Tong Sheng pavilion as quickly as possible. If possible, he never wanted to set foot in this place again! While at the Feng manor, Feng Yu Heng may give him some face, but once she returned to her own territory, she was like a tyrant that had seized a plot of land. Not cutting him down was already pretty good.

He could not help but lament that offending his daughter to such an extent was also a certain type of boundary line.

He had failed to save Chen Qing, and he had originally wanted to ask Feng Yu Heng why she had helped Chen Yu, but seeing her current attitude, he was naturally unable to ask. Now, he could only hope that the governor would be kind and discover that Chen Qing had been targeted by someone or perhaps... "Hidden guard."

Following this shout, a dark shadow suddenly appeared, "Master."

"Go investigate the background of the woman that Chen Qing had harassed." It was possible that this matter could be thought over.

Who knew that the hidden guard would say: "Master, that has already been investigated. That woman is without parents and without grandparents. She originally had a three-year-old child, but that died two years ago. She just lives alone and relies on money from washing dishes in the restaurant. The day after the incident... she committed suicide with poison."

"She died?" Feng Jin Yuan stomped his feet, "Feng Yu Heng, oh Feng Yu Heng, you have such a cruel heart!" In his eyes, it was Feng Yu Heng that did not even care for a person's life for the sake of harming Chen Qing. But he did not know that the so-called committing suicide with poison was nothing more than a state of suspended animation. That woman was now preparing to celebrate the new year at the residence in the suburbs with that group of children.

Untitled StoryWhere stories live. Discover now