Nagato has such a slim waist

Feng Ying's face was hot and red, which looked scary. Her eyes were filled with coldness, but her tone was scary calm.

"Then what can eldest sister do to eliminate the resentment in her heart?"

Feng Yun wiped his hands with a handkerchief and smiled.

Feng Ying felt a little tinnitus, shook her head, and looked at her with a wry smile: "Are two more slaps enough? Not enough for the ten or twenty. As long as the eldest sister can let go of her hatred and resolve the grudge against her parents, she will beat me to death. Feng Ying, what does it matter?"

"You're crazy!" Mrs. Chen rushed up and hugged her daughter's trembling body, crying to the sky and the earth.

"Feng Jingting, why are you still standing there? Seeing her bullying A Ying, do you, as a father, not care about her?"

Feng Jingting closed his eyes and stood there in despair.

"Father, there is no need to embarrass you." Feng Yun smiled casually, "I have said it before, if you hadn't harmed me with all your heart, I wouldn't have been able to be a glorious general's wife. This is all thanks to you, my daughter. I’m grateful in my heart.”

The cold, clear voice made people confused.

I don’t know if he is serious or just sarcastic.

Even Wen Xingsu, who was close to her, couldn't see through her anymore.

"As a father, you are just confused about the relationship between men and women. When your first wife was alive, you had an affair with a widow and had a daughter. After your first wife died, you took the mistress back home. At least you didn't let me starve and freeze. Didn’t you raise me?”

Feng Yun seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

In the eyes of everyone, he once again made an incredible move.

She passed Mrs. Chen and Feng Ying, stepped forward and saluted Feng Jingting, who was blushing.

"Father, please accept your respects from my little daughter."

Feng Jingting didn't know what she wanted to do.

Embarrassed and helpless, he looked at her.

"Twelfth Mother, over the years, my father didn't know that your resentment was so deep..."

Don’t you know? Still don’t want to know?

Feng Yun slightly curled his lips and said, "Father, don't think too much. My daughter was angry just now, just to vent her dissatisfaction that her father abandoned the city and abandoned his daughter. But there is no overnight hatred between father and daughter. I beat him, and the anger disappeared. Okay, let’s get over it like this.”

Feng Jingting was stunned.

The crowd was also stunned.

Only Feng Yun was very serious. Her voice was low and hoarse, and the ends of her eyes were red. She slightly raised her eyebrows and looked a little more aggrieved than Feng Ying.

"In the end, it's all a family matter. If there is any conflict, we father and daughter can discuss right and wrong behind closed doors. Don't let the family affairs of our Feng family affect the national affairs of the peace negotiation. Father, what do you say?"

Feng Jingting understood.

She gave him a step up to avoid causing trouble for Pei Ran.

Use "family matters" to calm today's conflicts and avoid others taking the blame.

And this step is exactly what he needs.

The matter of abandoning the city and escaping was no longer pursued after the change of emperor, and the crime and fault were all blamed on Emperor Yanping, but after all, he looked ugly.

If the quarrel gets too big, it will affect the peace talks, not to mention others, even his eldest brother, he will be left with nothing to eat...

"Exactly, Ayun is right."

Feng Jingting bent down to support his daughter and said comfortingly:

"The Twelfth Mother understands the righteousness so well, my father is so... ashamed!"

When he felt ashamed, he lowered his head and sighed deeply. The tone sounded so melancholy.

Feng Yun looked at him motionless, his eyes curled up.

"Father, there is no need to be ashamed. My daughter will repay you well in the future."

Looking at her eyes, Feng Jingting felt a chill run down his spine.

But there were sighs from the people all around, all praising Feng Twelfth Mother for her righteousness and magnanimity, and that the Feng family had raised a good daughter.

Mrs. Chen was furious.

She hugged Feng Ying who was kneeling on the ground, her face full of shock and disbelief...

Her Aying knelt down in public and was slapped three times by Feng Yunsheng. Ah Zhen and Ah Liang were crying loudly on the side.

Feng Jingting turned around and became a filial piety to Feng Twelve’s mother-in-law?

Where did he put these girls?

And those people watching, are they all blind?

How can a person who beats someone be justified?
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When Ye Chuang turned back, Pei Madang's shadow had disappeared from the crowd.

He didn't know when the general came and when he left. He scratched his head, feeling a little confused.

Lin Zhuo was excited just now when he saw Feng Yun beating someone, his face was flushed with excitement, and Ye Chuang looked a little strange.

"what happened?"

Ye Chuang thought about Pei Madang's solemn face and shook his head.

"fine."

Love and hate cannot be hidden.

But Feng Yun is learning.

She watched Feng Jingting leave with a gentle voice, and apologized and thanked the people many times. After the crowd dispersed, she took back the smile on her face, slowly swung her skirt and walked to the restaurant.

Xiaoman followed her, "Girl, I'm sorry..."

Feng Yun: "It's okay."

It is not easy for a person to overcome his inner fears and overthrow the moral shackles that weigh on him. If she hadn't lost her life, she wouldn't have dared to resist in the face of secular patriarchal pressure and Mrs. Chen's accumulated power over the years...

Of course, I also have the confidence given by Pei Madang in this life.

She glanced into the crowd.

Just now, she saw Pei Kuang.

But when she turned around after processing, he was not there.

It was as if she was dazzled.

Wen Xingsui walked beside her and breathed a sigh of relief, "I was really sweating just now. I didn't expect you to think so clearly."

He was referring to Feng Yun's final compromise and the settlement of old feud with Feng Jingting.

There was light in Feng Yun's eyes, which gradually dimmed.

"It's not about thinking broadly, it's about learning from mistakes and gaining wisdom."

The person fights, settles the matter, and then pretends to be affectionate, dumping all the criticism on the other person, taking advantage of all the morals, and still getting a good comment from a reasonable person who does not hold back the old evil.

Didn’t you learn all this from Feng Ying?

Feng Yun is awake.

She now looks at Feng Ying, Feng Jingting, Mrs. Chen, and everyone with a grudge from a different perspective than in her previous life.

Maybe after knowing the outcome, he will also sum up his own shortcomings and learn from each other's strengths, which is a kind of practice.

Of course, the reconciliation that Wen Xingsu thought was impossible.

It's just that she needs this relationship now to avoid blocking the road so that she and Qu'er can get back double the sins they suffered...

How can three slaps be enough?

It's just the beginning.

The Feng family, which exudes a rotten smell, has to be smashed from top to bottom to relieve its anger...

Wen Xingsu noticed her emotions and was about to say something to comfort him when Pu Yangyi called Feng Yun from behind, rushed up and took her arm.

"Madam, you are so brave. I admire you."

Wen Xingsu naturally stood a little further away.

Pu Yangyi didn't seem to notice, and squeezed into the middle, pushing Wen Xingsu and Feng Yun away, and then dominated Feng Yun.

"Does your hand hurt?"

Feng Yun frowned slightly and looked at his red palms.

"pain."

Puyang Yi gasped, "Madam, you have opened my eyes today." Feng Yun: "Really?"

Pu Yangyi chuckled and said: "I thought you were gentle and virtuous, but unexpectedly you are so fierce and a little crazy at heart..."

Feng Yun smiled slightly.

Wen Xingsu stopped in front of the store.

"Yao Yao, I won't go in with you."

He pointed at the meeting hall and said, "I have something else to do."

Feng Yun guessed that Pu Yangyi was there. He felt awkward and nodded with a smile.

Puyang Yi was very disappointed.

"Are you leaving now? Do you still want to find an opportunity to have a few drinks with General Wen and compare notes?"

She was bold and enthusiastic, and her eyes were not reserved at all, looking at him wildly.

This is completely different from the noble lady from aristocratic families that Wen Xingsu met in Taicheng. There was visible embarrassment on his face, he cupped his hands, apologized, and left in a hurry.

Pu Yangyi looked at his back and smiled softly.

"Madam's eldest brother is very interesting."

Feng Yun glared at her, "Don't tease him."

Pu Yangyi rolled his eyes and whispered: "This is called appreciation and admiration. Do you think I am Queen Mother Li?"

Of course she is not Li Sanruo.

But Wen Xingsu is not Song Shouan or Wei Zheng.

Feng Yun said: "My eldest brother is very clean and self-sufficient. He has no concubines and no intercourse. He is still alone today. My future sister-in-law is blessed."

Pu Yangyi blinked and tightened her arm.

"Do you think I look like your sister-in-law?"

Feng Yun: "It doesn't look like it!"

Pu Yangyi: "Not interesting enough!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

After returning to the house, Feng Yun asked Nan Kui to bring all the delicious food in the store to Pu Yangyi, and then went to do his own business and called Cong Wentian, Xing Dalang and others to the back room.

The account books are on the table.

She browsed through it at a very fast speed, then closed the account and talked about the "candied haws" that caused controversy today.

"Uncle Wentian, what do you think I should do to open a sugar workshop in Mingquan Town?"

Cong Wentian was startled.

"Why did Madam suddenly think of this?"

Feng Yun smiled and said, "Sugar is a good thing. It makes you feel sweet after eating it."

Cong Wentian:......

Feng Yun said: "Food that makes people happy should not become a rarity. The world is so cold and dirty, how difficult it would be without delicious candies..."

She looked up, her eyes smiling with determination.

"I want to make sugar a food that everyone can afford..."

Cong Wentian frowned so hard that he could kill a fly.

It's not that he said that this lady's mind is too wild and she wants a lot.

Graphite was made in Yunchuan, blast furnace ironmaking was trialled in Tujiawu, farm tools workshop in Andu, Yutangchun, clothing workshop, and now there are hundreds of acres of land in Mingquan Town and these shops...

Her stall is a little too big.

Moving forward on multiple fronts requires too much energy...

Men can get tired and tired, but she is a woman and has a general on her back. Shouldn't she have given birth to Lin'er earlier to support her husband and raise her son?

Why go through all the trouble?

Cong Wentian was puzzled.

Feng Yun couldn't say more.

She would not tell him at this time that the sugar she wanted was not the kind of sugar on the market that was not high in purity and not beautiful enough in color.

What she wants to make is more refined and tastier sugar.

"Sit down and talk."

She gave the drawings she brought to Cong Wentian.

"Uncle Wentian has finished building the store. Let's take a break first and then we will find a suitable place to build the workshop. I have thought about it. All the remaining land in Mingquan Town will be used to grow sugar cane next spring. "

"Growing sugar cane?"

"The soil here is suitable for growing sugar cane. Sugar cane is used to make sugar. Mingquan Town is where water and land meet. There will be good sales in the future..."

Cong Wentian looked at the drawings and asked questions.

"Where did Madam learn these things?"

Feng Yun smiled slightly, with mist in his eyes.

"It was no joke that my mother married into the Feng family with five thousand books. If it hadn't been for the war and many books were lost, I would have more skills..."

Cong Wentian was filled with emotion.

"Madam is already a walking treasure book of all things. If she has any more skills, she will be out of this world."

A walking guide to all things?

Feng Yun couldn't help but laugh.

"Uncle Wentian is too praised. I live to be old and learn from it."

Cong Wentian didn't suspect anything.

The aristocratic family has a monopoly on books, and therefore also on knowledge. He learned his craftsmanship from the old craftsmen in Tujiabao. It was only when he came to Feng Yun that he had a sudden enlightenment and felt like he had met a famous teacher.

If you have the opportunity to learn something from a capable person, then study the craft carefully and don't ask around.

Cong Wentian took the drawings and left.

Feng Yun told Xing Dalang some things again, and approached Pu Yangyi when he came out.

"Have you eaten? Let's go back to Shinshu."

Puyangyi was a little reluctant to leave.

"Let's go together without waiting for your eldest brother to come back?"

Feng Yun glanced at him.

"Don't you have a banquet tonight?"

"Brother, are you going?"

"Go and ask Queen Mother Li if she has an invitation?"

Puyang Yi sighed with emotion.

"Without my big brother, it would be really boring."

Feng Yun looked at her with a half-smile, his eyes were dark and motionless. Pu Yangyi shook his head, sighed helplessly, and asked Feng Yun to get into the carriage.

Pu Yangyi: Do you think I can be your sister-in-law?

Feng Yun: My brother has no objection, I agree.

Wen Xingsu: Mr. Wen accepted the kindness of the county prince. He is thin and cannot bear it.

Puyang Yi: Lose weight! Bubble brother!