Chapter 278

Feng Ren and his son sat in the galloping carriage.

The noise of the wheel vibration mixed with the noisy noise was transmitted into the carriage, but the strange silence between them could not be broken.

After a long time, Feng Ren sighed and said, "does your hand still hurt?"

Feng Jin always sits upright, his face is abnormally pale, and his thin lips are faintly blue. The wound on his right arm has been stopped and bandaged by the medical officer, and the blood has penetrated most of his sleeves and arms. Up to now, it has not dried up, and the strong smell has stained the whole carriage. He looks quite embarrassed.

"It doesn't hurt so much anymore..." Feng Jin replied with a low look and a hesitation, "father, the official family..."

Feng Ren interrupted him and said, "I'm afraid the officials are determined to marry the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang to stabilize the border war situation between the two sides with in laws... These naive calculations are disdained by yellow children, but the officials... Can't help the wall after all!"

Feng Jin didn't miss every word her father said. The more she listened to him, the more nervous she became. It seemed that a small drum was beating intensively in her heart.

His father's words mean... Ready to give up the hopeless Dongqing royal family?

"You are a little reckless today. If Liu Zhongqing's boy didn't have strong martial arts skills, you wouldn't have hurt an arm."

Feng Ren's voice was a little more pity and resentment. After all, it was his son who was hurt, hurt in his son's body and hurt in his father's heart.

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

He doesn't like to stand out, but today he clashes with the fierce men in Northern Xinjiang and is even injured by them. Naturally, he has his consideration.

If he comes forward, he will be injured at most. If the fierce men in Northern Xinjiang point their spears at the son of the Duke's house in the north of town, I'm afraid he will die.

Everyone knows that there are hungry wolves coveting Dongqing. Zhenbei Hou's house is the last barrier to Dongqing in the north. If the prince of Zhenbei Hou's house has an accident today, who knows how those interested people will make use of the topic? How should the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang be arrogant?

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

But Feng Jin is young after all, and full of blood. He can't watch today's events become the fuse for the complete decline of the Marquis house in the north of Zhenbei. At that time, the three ethnic groups in the north will be able to wave their troops South and drive straight into the hinterland of Dongqing, resulting in the loss of life!

Therefore, Feng Jin stopped the Shizi of the Marquis house in the north of the town and went forward to meet the provocation of those fierce men in the north of Xinjiang. The enemy was injured.

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

Thinking of Jiang Pengji, Feng Jin's face was a little softer and a little more warm.

At the moment, he had some understanding of what it was like for Rangers to intervene for each other because of brotherhood.

The wind benevolence painting wind turns, some angry tunnel.

"Just, have you ever thought about what if the boy is not good at martial arts and is implicated because of you?"

After hearing this, Feng Jin was dumb. He was about to say that Jiang Pengji's martial arts were good. Feng Rensi didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Well, I owe him Liu Zhongqing's favor this time. I'll pay it back later."

For a moment, silence returned to the car.

Fengren closed his eyes and couldn't help but start planning how to go after.

Today's Dongqing royal family seems to be unable to support the mud on the wall. In order to recover the power in the hands of the aristocratic family, the man made a lot of tricks, secretly supported the forces of his relatives, connived at the forces of eunuchs, and tried to stir up this trip of water, so as to fish in troubled waters and reap benefits.

What happened?

The struggle between aristocratic families, eunuchs and stronger and stronger relatives is becoming more and more intense. Today, the emperor has great ambitions but no means to resist. Originally, it was only a problem of aristocratic family power, but now it has become a hidden danger sweeping the whole court and the whole Dongqing.

The Feng family has been handed down for more than a thousand years. What kind of strong winds and waves have not been seen?

Dongqing is like a leaking ship, which is in danger of sinking at any time.

Now, it is also time to retreat bravely, temporarily dormant and wait for the general trend of the world.

But for a moment, Feng Ren already had a plan in his heart, and Feng Jin beside him was still worried.

The carriage drove straight to the Shangyang palace. The towering palace was like a giant beast lying on the ground. Although it was late at night, the palace lamps stayed on all night. If you looked down from a high place, the brightly lit Shangyang palace was like a gorgeous pearl inlaid on the earth.

The emperor wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. His daily routine was to play with the concubines and concubines of gong'e. he was extremely luxurious. Occasionally, he wanted to cheat. He either went to the minister's house to pay a private visit and humiliate the minister's wife, or robbed the people's women and locked them into the palace, which made the officials in Beijing dare to be angry.

Feng Ren had expectations for the emperor in his early years. He dared to speak and be angry. Naturally, he was not liked by the emperor.

If he had not been the head of the Feng clan, the emperor would not have dared to move him. I'm afraid his official position would have been lost and the family, old and young, would suffer.

"Lord Zhongshu Ling, what's the matter with you today? At this time, your majesty went to bed early..."

Feng Ren smiled coldly. His eyes seemed to be permeated with cold knives. His tough attitude was very different from the usual image of a good man.

Fengren angrily waved his sleeve, "go to bed early? Liu Changshi, this is just a three-year-old urchin. It's not enough to deal with Feng. You and I know your Majesty's virtue. If you can't see your majesty today, Feng won't go."

The palace has already heard the sound of decadence, and the smell of extravagance is floating in the air. Tell him that the emperor has gone to bed?

Really think he's a three-year-old?

Liu Changshi lost his roots when he was young. His voice was extremely sharp and he looked neither male nor female. However, he was able to climb to the position of zhongchangshi in the Shura field such as Shangyang palace and become a eunuch close minister trusted by the emperor. Naturally, he was not weak in observing words and expressions.

He smiled in embarrassment, "The middle book ordered you to enter the palace late at night. The villain should report it to you at the first time. However, your majesty has worked hard for the affairs of Northern Xinjiang recently, and it is very difficult for the villain to get angry at every turn. Otherwise, the middle book ordered you to quietly tell the villain that if the matter you reported in the palace is really important, the villain will risk being punished by your majesty and report it to you."

If at ordinary times, Feng Ren is embarrassed by Liu Changshi, he will be so angry that he will brush his sleeve and leave without bothering to quarrel with a eunuch.

But today, he replied with a sneer, "resign."

Liu Changshi's face changed dramatically. Ouch ouch said, "what happened? How did you make the Chinese scholar so angry? Resignation is no small matter. Once you say this, it will be difficult to recover... Why..."

Feng Ren said with a cold face, "it seems that your majesty is really sleeping. It's inconvenient for Feng to disturb. He will write to your majesty tomorrow..."

Liu Changshi didn't dare to stop, so he hurriedly said to go in and report it to the police.

No matter how stupid he was, he knew that Fengren's resignation at this time would add 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 her heart.

Feng renpi said coldly with a smile, "then thank Liu Changshi."

Liu Changshi's scalp is numb. Although he is a eunuch who has a certain power and is used to bullying, when he meets a serious scholar like Feng Ren, he still has an uncontrollable sense of inferiority and guilt, like clouds in the sky and mud on the ground.