Fengren and his son sat in the galloping carriage. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound of the wheels vibrating mixed with the bustle of the car entered the carriage, but it could not break the eerie silence between the two.

After a long time, Feng Ren sighed first, and said lightly, "Your hand still hurts?"

Feng Jin always sat upright, his face was abnormally pale, his thin lips were faintly blue, the wound on his right arm had been bandaged by the medical officer, and the blood had penetrated most of his sleeves and arms, and it had not dried up yet, and the rich breath stained the entire carriage, looking quite embarrassed.

"It doesn't hurt so much anymore...... Feng Jin replied with a low eyebrow, and finally asked hesitantly, "Father, the official family ......"

Feng Ren interrupted him and said, "I'm afraid that the official family is now determined to marry the three clans in Northern Xinjiang and stabilize the border war between the two sides with their in-law relationship...... Such naïve calculations, Huangkou children disdain to use them, but the official family is ...... After all, I can't hold up the wall!"

Feng Jin didn't miss every word his father said, and the more he listened to him, the more nervous he became, as if a small drum was beating intensively in his heart.

What did his father mean by this...... Ready to give up the hopeless Dongqing royal family?

"You are a little reckless today, if it weren't for Liu Zhongqing's kid martial arts, you wouldn't be as simple as hurting an arm. ”

Feng Ren's voice was a little more pity and resentment, after all, it was his son who was injured, and the injury was in the son's body, and the pain was in the father's heart.

Feng Jin lowered her eyelids and silently listened to Feng Ren's reprimand.

He doesn't like to come out, but today he clashed with the warriors of Northern Xinjiang, and was even injured by them, so naturally he had his considerations.

If he stepped forward, he would be injured at most, and if he let the warriors of Northern Xinjiang target the prince of Zhenbei Hou Mansion, I am afraid that he will die.

Everyone knows that there are hungry wolves coveting Dongqing, and the Zhenbei Hou Mansion is the last bulwark in the north of Dongqing.

Maybe it's the influence of family style, Feng Jin and Feng Ren generally don't care who is the emperor.

But Feng Jin is young after all, and he is full of enthusiasm, he can't watch today's events become the fuse for the complete decline of the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei, and then the three clans in Northern Xinjiang will no longer be able to wave their troops south, drive straight in, and rush into the hinterland of Dongqing, causing the lives to be ruined!

Therefore, Feng Jin stopped the prince of the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei, and stepped forward to meet the provocation of those warriors in Northern Xinjiang, but he was injured in the enemy.

If he hadn't had an idea and moved Jiang Pengji as a rescuer, it would probably not be as simple as injuring an arm.

Thinking of Jiang Pengji, Feng Jin's complexion softened a little and became a little warmer.

At this time, he somewhat understood what it was like for the ranger in the market to stick a knife in the other party's ribs because of his brotherly righteousness.

Feng Ren's painting style changed, and he was a little angry.

"It's just, have you ever thought about what if that kid can't do martial arts, and he will be implicated because of you?"

Feng Jin was dumbfounded when he heard this, he was about to say that Jiang Pengji's martial arts were good, but Feng Ren didn't give him the slightest chance to speak.

"That's it, this time I owe him Liu Zhongqing's favor, and I will find an opportunity to pay it back in the future. ”

For a moment, silence returned to the carriage.

Feng Ren closed his eyes and couldn't help but start to figure out what to do next.

In order to take back the authority in the hands of the family, that man made frequent tricks, secretly supporting the forces of his relatives, conniving at the power of eunuchs, trying to muddy the waters, so as to fish in troubled waters and make profits for the fishermen.

The result?

The struggle between the family, the eunuch collective, and the increasingly strong foreign relatives is intensifying, and when today's Zikong has ambitions but no means to make the emperor, it was originally just a matter of the family's power, but now it has become a hidden danger that has swept the entire court and the entire Dongqing.

The Feng family has been inherited for more than a thousand years, what kind of wind and waves have not been seen?

Dongqing is like a big leaky ship, and it is in danger of sinking at any time.

Now, it is also time to retreat bravely from the rapids and wait for the general trend of the world for the time being.

However, after a while, Feng Ren already had a plan in his heart, and Feng Jin beside him was still worried.

The carriage drove straight to Shangyang Palace, the majestic palace is like a giant beast lying on the ground, although it is late at night, but the palace lights are not extinguished all night, if you look down from a high place, the brightly lit Shangyang Palace is like a splendid pearl inlaid on the earth.

The emperor wants to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and his daily routine is to play with the palace concubines and concubines, extremely luxurious, and occasionally want to steal fish, either to the minister's home for a private visit, to humiliate the minister's wife, or to rob the people's daughter, locked in the palace, so that the officials in Beijing dare not speak.

Feng Ren still had expectations for this emperor in his early years, and he dared to speak out and be angry, but he was naturally not treated by this emperor.

If it weren't for the fact that he was the patriarch of the Feng clan, the emperor would not dare to touch him, I am afraid that his official position would have been lost a long time ago, and the old and young in the family would also suffer.

"Lord Zhongshuling, what's wrong with you today? At this hour, Your Majesty has fallen asleep early......

Feng Ren smiled coldly, his eyes seemed to be oozing with a cold knife, and his tough attitude was completely different from his usual image of a good person.

Feng Ren waved his sleeves angrily, "Go to bed early?" Liu Changshou, this is a three-year-old naughty boy, and it is not enough to deal with Feng. You and I know what kind of virtue Your Majesty is. If you don't see Your Majesty today, Feng Mou, you won't leave. ”

There was already a sound of indulgence in the palace, and the smell of extravagance wafted in the air, telling him that the emperor had gone to bed?

Do you really think he is a three-year-old child?

Liu Changshou has lost his roots since he was a child, his voice is extremely sharp, and his appearance is neither male nor female, but he can climb to the position of Zhongchangshi in a Shura field like Shangyang Palace, and become a eunuch trusted by the Son of Heaven, and his ability to observe words and emotions is naturally not weak.

He smiled embarrassedly, "Zhongshu ordered the adults to enter the palace late at night, and the villain should be the first to pass through." It's just that His Majesty has been working hard for the affairs of Northern Xinjiang recently, and Long Yan is angry at every turn, and it is difficult for villains to do it. Otherwise, the Zhongshu Ling Lord will quietly inform the villain first, if the matter of your entry into the palace to report is really important, the villain will be desperately at the risk of being punished by His Majesty, and will also report it to you. ”

If it was usual, Fengren would be so embarrassed by Liu Changshi, he would definitely be so angry that he would leave with his sleeves up, too lazy to worry about a eunuch.

It's just that today, instead he replied with a sneer, "Resign." ”

Liu Changshou's face changed drastically, and he said heavily, "What happened here, how did you provoke the Zhongshu to make the adults so angry......?" How do you ......?"

Feng Ren said with a cold face, "It seems that Your Majesty is really asleep, and Feng Mou is inconvenient to disturb, so I will write to Your Majesty tomorrow ......."

Liu Changshou didn't dare to stop it, and hurriedly said that he would go in.

No matter how stupid he is, he knows that Feng Renzhi's resignation at this time is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

Feng Jin secretly looked at the extravagant and exquisite Shangyang Palace, and then at the high-spirited Liu Changshi, a chill spread in his heart.

Feng Renpi smiled and said coldly, "Then there will be Lao Liu." ”

Liu Changshou's scalp was secretly numb, although he was a eunuch who held certain rights and was accustomed to being powerful and prosperous, but when he met a serious person like Fengren, he still had an irrepressible sense of humility and weakness, like the clouds on the horizon and the mud on the ground.