Don't panic, Father Xueba and I crossed together

The figure in front of him overlapped with the previous high-spirited face.

Just one more wrinkle.

The breath of the superior came to his face.

His legs bent unconsciously, just like when he was young, he wanted to kneel down to pay his respects.

"What are you? I suggest you not to appear here. At such an age, what you said doesn't count. It's a shame!"

Feng Nanshu looked at Mr. Feng in front of him, and was instantly connected to Ren and Du's two veins.

Feng Minsheng belongs to the prince.

Feng Minsheng was tortured by Mr. Feng.

Feng Minsheng is still young, even if he broke up with him, he still can't swear a few bad words.

He is different.

He is old!
You can rely on the old to sell the old!
By the way, you can also please the prince, killing two birds with one stone!
Hearing Feng Nanshu's rude words, Mr. Feng's body began to tremble violently.

Looking at the former young master standing in Feng Minsheng's house, he thought for a moment that Feng Nanshu knew about the past.

But, no.

Only he and Mingcheng knew about it, Feng Nanshu would never know about it.

Even if he knew it, he wouldn't just scold him twice.

The former young master could study, but he was not a pedantic person in his bones. If anyone made him unhappy, he would definitely make the other party uncomfortable.

"...Master, you are back!"

Mr. Feng opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to mumble out a few words.

He is gambling.

Betting that Feng Nanshu couldn't see his former son, he bet that he could use this opportunity to get close to Feng Nanshu.

Soaring.

"……You are?"

Feng Nanshu frowned, and he didn't recognize who the old man Feng was in front of him for a long time.

But looking at the old man's age, and calling himself young master, he vaguely guessed something.

When I moved my family to the capital, I dismissed many servants.

Even if he has some feelings for his servants, it is not enough to remember everyone for more than 30 years, let alone an old servant.

"Young master, my name is Feng Jiafu. After so many years, the young master is really back!"

Old Man Feng looked at Feng Nanshu with an "excited" face, his cloudy eyes burst out with strong light.

"It's a family blessing!"

Suddenly, Feng Nanshu finally remembered the servant who followed him.

Feng Minsheng and Feng Jin glanced at each other, then silently took a step back.

Good guy.

It turns out that Mr. Feng worked as a servant under the old man in front of him.

In a sense, if Feng Nanshu didn't dismiss his servants, then Mr. Feng's descendants would also be servants of death contract.

Including Feng Minsheng and Feng Jin.

Not to mention the divorce, even if Mr. Feng is killed, he is still a servant of death.

According to the law of the dynasty, the descendants of the servants of the death contract can only be servants.

Unless the master's family releases the person in person and records in the yamen.

But this kind of situation is very rare, even if the main family does not want this servant, they will sell it directly.

There are very few masters like Feng Nanshu who dismiss servants and give them back their freedom.

"Master, this old slave misses you so much!"

After saying that, Mr. Feng really knelt down, with snot and tears.

It seemed that he really missed Feng Nanshu's appearance.

Feng Nanshu subconsciously glanced at Feng Minsheng and Feng Jin.

He did not forget his purpose of coming here, nor did he forget that the father and daughter in front of him had a deep relationship with the prince.

"The previous things are over. I'm not your young master, and you don't have to salute."

The veins on Feng Nanshu's forehead throbbed.

It's true that Mr. Feng broke off his relationship, but if Mr. Feng knelt in front of him, he always felt that Feng Minsheng and Feng Jin, father and son, were also servants of death contract.

It's too scary.

I'm really afraid that the prince will turn him into a dead man!
Mr. Feng didn't really kneel all the time, Feng Nanshu asked him to get up, and he got up symbolically.

He also took a look at Feng Minsheng, who looked very similar to the young master when he was young.

Seeing that none of them had any special expressions, Mr. Feng was relieved a lot.

Wealth is in danger.

If he doesn't fight hard, he really doesn't know when the next chance will be!

"Minsheng, your elder brother is sick, go back and have a look when you have time! He misses you very much!"

Old Man Feng looked at Feng Minsheng eagerly.

Word by word.

He didn't even believe what he said.

"Sorry, my parents are dead, I have no siblings, my whole family is dead."

Feng Minsheng didn't get used to Mr. Feng at all, he pulled Feng Nanshu back and closed the door.

Feng Jin: "...Father, I'm still alive."

Feng Minsheng: "Don't pay attention to these details."

After speaking, Feng Minsheng turned around and left.

Feng Jin: ...

Talking too much is easy to be criticized.

It's better not to say, out of sight, out of mind.

Naturally, Feng Jin didn't want to look at this hypocritical old man, so she greeted Feng Nanshu and entered the main room together.

Mr. Feng stood outside the door, his face uncertain.

Originally, I wanted to find Feng Minsheng, but I didn't expect Feng Nanshu to come back!
This messed up his plans a bit.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he finally met Feng Nanshu, as long as he has a little master-servant friendship, if he has a chance, he will surely succeed!

Thinking of the overwhelming wealth and honor in the capital, Mr. Feng did not continue to knock on the door, he knew that Feng Minsheng would not open the door.

He turned around and left here, he had to quickly grab some medicines to let Mincheng take good care of himself, so that he could continue to the next step.

in the hall.

Feng Minsheng and Feng Jin didn't have particularly angry expressions on their faces, but they were a little cold.

Anyone who spreads such a bad thing will be in a bad mood.

"Minsheng, we just talked about poetry, let's continue talking about other things!"

Feng Nanshu changed the subject, not wanting to miss the opportunity to make friends with Feng Minsheng.

Feng Minsheng is very talented, he is the most transparent student he has ever met.

"Fengyang County is barren and backward, and its literary background is not as good as that of the capital. The old man can talk about the literati in the capital!"

Feng Minsheng quickly adjusted his expression.

It won't affect the mood for an unimportant person.

At worst, take the kitchen knife with the gap and go to the old house of Feng's family again.

"Speaking of the students in the capital, it's really... Sigh!"

Feng Nanshu suddenly hated iron and heaved a heavy sigh, with a trace of righteous indignation on his face.

"what happened?"

Feng Minsheng saw that Feng Nanshu was very angry, so he poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Feng Nanshu.

"Students in the capital like to go to the study now. There is a new writer called 'Baiyan' who has written a lot of corrupt scripts. That is ridiculous!"

Feng Nanshu said with a heartbroken heart.

Feng Jin: ...

Feng Minsheng glanced at Fengjin, coughed lightly, and said with a smile,

"The stories in the storybook are originally for everyone to relax. The stories are made up, and absurdity is the essence of the storybook."

"That's right! If it's straight-forward, it wouldn't be called a script!"

Feng Jin touched his nose.

Fortunately, I didn't use my real name, otherwise some knowledgeable old gentlemen would definitely beat her to death with books!
"Deviating from the scriptures, not abiding by women's morals, there is nothing to look at!"

Feng Nan shook his head and sighed with a bookish look on his face.