When Wuma Jun finds an excuse to send Princess Aina away, Feng Jin suddenly sighs and opens her mouth to Jiang Pengji.

"You shouldn't have come to Beijing."

The noise downstairs gradually subsided with the departure of fat Fang, and returned to the previous quiet and elegant atmosphere.

As soon as she entered the house, Jiang Pengji impolitely changed her new tea set and made a cup of tea. She said gently, "my father is far away in Chongzhou. He has no skills and can't spare time to send her sister to get married. I'm the only man in the family. Who will come if I don't come?"

Feng Jin said, "in that case, when your sister gets married, you can go."

Jiang Pengji lost her smile and said, "you and I are old friends. How can anyone rush people face to face like you?"

Feng Jin glanced at Jiang Pengji unhappily, as if to say that she didn't listen to good people and suffered a loss in front of her.

He smiled helplessly, "OK, Jin won't catch up with you?"

They talked about things in recent years, but the atmosphere was also harmonious.

On one side, Feng Jue, Huang song and Xu Ke listened quietly, occasionally showing thoughtful expressions.

Feng Jue was most puzzled. He knew what his brother's temperament was.

It seems gentle and graceful, as if she can talk to anyone. In fact, shangfengjin is the most indifferent, alienated and difficult to approach.

On the contrary, Jiang Pengji felt that she was not as gentleman as rumored, but had a taste of deviance.

It's a bit of a dissension for the two to become good friends.

"Since Gyeonggi has been so chaotic, how did you pull the whole family over?"

His wife is about to give birth. Feng Jin is also a big hearted boy.

The topic turned around and returned to the situation in Beijing. Jiang Pengji thought of Wei Jingxian's pregnancy. Now it coincided with the coming of troubled times. Feng Jin didn't take her wife to have a good baby in her hometown. She came to the capital to do something. If something happened, she couldn't get away.

Feng Jin showed a bitter smile, spread her hands and said, "it's not Jin's decision."

Jiang Pengji didn't understand at first, but she saw Feng Jin's expression and vaguely understood something. Her star eyes were slightly open and round.

She asked, "has the situation reached this level?"

"Otherwise?" Feng Jin asked back with her eyebrows.

To put it bluntly, Feng Jin is the proton representing the Feng family and lives in Shangjing to appease the emperor.

The forces of relatives and eunuchs were two biting dogs prepared by the emperor to deal with the aristocratic family.

A few years ago, the emperor became more and more confused, which led to the smooth marriage between Beijiang and Dongqing. This move made many gentry smell the breath of great changes. In order to preserve a family, some people chose to continue to rise and fall in officialdom, while others pretended to be defeated and retreated slowly.

Fengren resigned and retired, which is naturally the latter.

But the Emperor didn't trust Feng at all.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Feng Jin stayed in the capital with his wife after her big marriage, and lived in seclusion on weekdays.

Seeing that the situation in Gyeonggi is getting more and more tense, and his wife's stomach is getting bigger and bigger day by day, Feng Jin feels great mental pressure.

They didn't talk about this topic in detail. After all, Huang song is still here and some topics should be avoided.

Huang song stayed for a long time. He vaguely knew that he was not popular. He simply found an excuse to leave the tea shop. Feng Jue got up to send him off.

Feng Jue whispered, "the second brother is under great pressure these days. Don't take BOGO to heart."

Although Huang song was a popular Huang Changshi after the eunuch, Huang Changshi was special among several eunuchs. He was also loved by the emperor and did the work of selling officials and knights, but he secretly handed an olive branch to the gentry.

Yes, Grandpa Huang Song said that some of them are wall riding sect. Both sides are friendly and neither side offends.

If not, Feng Jue would not play with Huang song.

Huang song shook his head, but his eyes kept aiming at Yajian and whispered, "Grandpa helped song find a job a few days ago and get some contact with the Gyeonggi guard... If brother Feng meets any difficulties in going to Beijing, just look for younger brother and try to help if you can."

Feng Jue nodded secretly and accepted the favor.

"Jue will talk to his second brother about this. BOGO is very grateful. Jue thanked him first for his second brother."

After seeing Huang song off, Feng Jin was relieved and spoke freely, "Today, Lanting really shouldn't come to Beijing. Even if she finds a bad excuse, it's time to push it. Didn't Lanting find that the officials have been looking for an excuse to call scholars of all nationalities to gather in Beijing these days? Even the scholar officials working outside have been called... Jin is really terrified..."

No matter Jiang Pengji, Feng Jin and Feng Jue, the noble sons of the literati who stay in Beijing are hostages.

Although the emperor has not yet revealed his real purpose, this move is enough to make people panic.

"People have come, can they escape overnight?" Jiang Pengji rolled her eyes and hissed at the tip of her nose, "before coming to Beijing, more than one person said the same thing to me, but I still came. I want to see what medicine is sold in the gourd."

Feng Jin has a headache and makes a mouth shape with her lips silently - there is a change in the forbidden guard, for fear of usurping the throne!

Jiang Pengji's eyes were cold and her heart was transparent.

The forbidden guard army is now in the hands of general Fang, who is also the foreign relative promoted by the emperor and the confidant of the emperor. If the forbidden guard army changes at this time, it may be that the emperor wants to attack the aristocratic family and force the aristocratic family to hand over its power.

However, Feng Jin added a sentence "fear of usurpers", so the change of the forbidden guard is somewhat intriguing.

Usurpation?

Now several princes have taken the line badly, and the king chang shou, who has become the climate, is eyeing.

It's hard to say who the usurper is.

"In the final analysis, this is just a play of Mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches behind." Feng Jin lived in Beijing for some time and saw the current situation clearly. "It's just that who is a mantis, who is a cicada and who is a yellow finch depends on their abilities. Lanting, listen to Jin's advice, be safe these days and put their own safety first. After this time, the situation should be clear."

When Xu Ke heard Feng Jin's sincere persuasion, he couldn't help but give complex eyes.

I always feel that this doesn't bode well.

This flag stands, won't you be beaten in the face?

"I know."

Jiang Pengji said so. Only she knew what she thought.

After all, the tea shop is the territory of Changshou king. Even if Jiang Pengji can ensure the concealment of the conversation, she doesn't want to talk about such an important topic in someone else's territory. Feng Jin understands it and they stop the topic with great tacit understanding.

At this time, Feng Jue returned to Yajian.

When Feng Jin saw her unhappy brother, her thin lips pursed into a line and looked very unhappy.

Feng Jue didn't feel it and sat down with a smile.

"You should also do what you can to save people. If you don't have the ability, you'll bring disaster to the East. The master at home will teach you this? Your father doesn't like you fooling around with those three teachings and nine streams. You don't want to. Huang song is impure in nature. You call him brother. You're almost in trouble today." Feng Jin frowned unhappily and taught her a lesson in a flat tone, "if LAN Ting hadn't been present to help you out, you would tell me how you want to end?"

Feng Jue was not afraid of Feng Jin at all. He smiled and replied, "little brother, I think BOGO's temperament is real and worth meeting."

Hearing this, the smile on Feng Jin's face has turned into a sneer.