The beauty of the Hou family and the king's plan

Thinking that Feng Feiyan was about to get married, she thought of going to Duobao Street to buy some head ornaments to add to her makeup.

The banknotes in my arms still can’t be kept warm.

I was alone and free, eating, drinking and strolling around Duobao Street.

There is a largest silver building on the street, named Song Pavilion.

There are two floors, and there are private rooms on the second floor. It looks very grand.

Shen Baozhao entered the inner hall. There were many customers on the first floor. They were all buying ordinary jewelry, but no special head ornaments.

Shen Baozhao didn't like it very much, so he asked the shopkeeper beside him: "For my sister's makeup, can you recommend some new and unique jewelry?"

The shopkeeper was not one to judge people by appearance. Although Shen Baozhao was not well-dressed, he still greeted him with a smile.

I had to kindly remind him: "Young Master, if the style is new and unique, the price will be slightly higher."

The last thing Shen Baozhao lacked now was money, so he nodded and said, "The price is negotiable."

The shopkeeper then had Shen Baozhao brought to the private room on the second floor, served her tea, and asked someone to pick some food for her to choose from.

The door of the private room was open, so Shen Baozhao drank tea while looking at the scenery on the street.

Unexpectedly, my ears were very good and I could hear the crying sounds from the private room next door.

A woman sobbed, "Father, my aunt has just been beaten with a stick and will be exiled tomorrow.

What can we do with her frail body? Father, please save her."

"Feixue, please stop crying. Your crying makes your father sad. Your aunt's matter has been made clear to His Majesty.

I am powerless even if I want to. "A man said in a low voice.

When Shen Baozhao heard this, he wondered if this wasn't Mr. Feng who had been confined to his room for three months? Oh no, he had been dismissed and was now called Mr. Feng.

He is really brave enough to go shopping with his daughter. It seems that Zhezi has not eaten enough.

It sounds like the other person should be Aunt Rou’s biological daughter, Miss Feng San.

She is the same age as Feng Feiyan, and is also at the age to get married. Lord Feng probably doesn't want to treat his daughter badly, so he takes the risk of bringing her here in person to choose jewelry.

People were coming in and out of the next room one after another. They must be the servants of the silver shop delivering jewelry.

Miss Feng San picked and chose, but couldn't find anything she liked, so she scolded, "Is this the best headwear you have?

Are you trying to scare me with something that others don't want?"

"Father, I must choose the best. The Princess' birthday will be in a few days, and my daughter's marriage has not been settled yet, but my sister can marry into a wealthy family.

"My aunt has chosen such a good marriage for my sister, but has not yet arranged one for my daughter. My daughter's life is so miserable." Then she started crying again.

I only heard Mr. Feng comforting her for a long time.

Aunt Rou thought Xue Sheng was not a good match and pushed the relationship to Feng Feiyan, but Feng Feixue didn't think so.

Xue Sheng was of noble status and prominent family background. Moreover, he looked like the dream lover of the noble ladies in Kyoto. In her eyes, he was naturally a perfect match.

How could Feng Feiyan be worthy of him! Since she was a child, she could get whatever she wanted from Feng Feiyan.

She was unwilling to be trampled under Feng Feiyan's feet like this.

"Don't worry, Feixue. Your father will definitely choose a better marriage for you." This is what Mr. Feng thought in his heart.

Feng Feixue smiled bitterly, "Father, please stop comforting me. I am just a concubine's daughter, a concubine's daughter. How can I compare to my sister?"

"Nonsense! How can that rebellious girl be compared with you?" Mr. Feng was furious whenever he mentioned Feng Feiyan. It was all her fault. Such a good family was turned into a mess because of her.

It also caused him to lose his job. If the old lady at home hadn't stopped him, he would have let her know what filial piety is.

"But my elder sister has such a good marriage, how can my daughter surpass her?" Feng Feixue was unwilling.

Mr. Feng originally hoped that Feng Feixue would marry into the Princess's Mansion, which would maximize his benefits and also help Feng Feiyu.

But Aunt Rou disagreed, so the plan was abandoned and Feng Feiyan was allowed to take over.

I heard that the princess originally had her eyes on Feixue. What a bargain for that rebellious girl.

The people from Songge changed another batch of jewelry and brought it in.

Feng Feixue picked and chose, and finally found one that he was satisfied with, so he asked Master Feng to buy it.

"Father, do you think it will look good on my daughter? If she wears it on the day of the eldest princess' birthday banquet, do you think the eldest son of the Xue family will be delighted when he sees it?"

Seeing his daughter happy, Master Feng agreed, "Of course it's beautiful. It will definitely outshine your sister."

Feng Feixue said shyly, "If Master Xue is more interested in me, then father should not help me."

Master Feng felt something was wrong: "Feixue, your sister and Master Xue have already set a wedding date."

"Does father also think that I'm not as good as my sister?" Feng Feixue looked miserable again.

Mr. Feng had always been soft-hearted towards the mother and daughter, and couldn't bear to see Feng Feixue being wronged.

He agreed regardless: "My dear daughter, don't be sad. I promise you that if Master Xue also likes you, I will fight for you even if it means risking my title of general."

Shen Baozhao felt horrified when he heard this. This father and daughter were really like dung beetles wearing masks, so shameless.

She quickly selected a pair of gold hairpins with blue phoenix and emerald feathers. The hairpins were inlaid with patterns of blue phoenix and emerald feathers, which looked lifelike, luxurious and elegant, yet not vulgar.

Then he took it downstairs to pay the bill.

"Five hundred taels of silver. My young master has good taste. This pair of gold hairpins just arrived at our store today." The shopkeeper praised sincerely.

Shen Baozhao didn't say much and just asked the shopkeeper to pack it up.

Who would have thought that Feng Feixue, who went downstairs with him, saw it.

"Boss, I want this hairpin." She tried to steal it in a rude manner.

The shopkeeper did not agree: "Miss, the young man has already asked for this pair of golden hairpins."

Feng Feixue looked Shen Baozhao up and down, and seeing that he was dressed like someone from a slightly wealthy family, she didn't take it seriously.

Still speaking to the shopkeeper, he said, "How about I double the amount he pays?"

The shopkeeper still declined: "It has nothing to do with money. Business is based on first come first served."

Seeing that Feng Feixue finally picked out a pair of gold hairpins, Master Feng said impatiently, "Boss, in business, we should pay attention to first come first served, but we should also pay attention to harmony and wealth, right?

Are you sure you want to decline the business from the General's Mansion?"

When the shopkeeper saw Mr. Feng carrying out the General's Mansion, he showed an embarrassment on his face. He was also afraid of bringing trouble to his employer.

He looked at Shen Baozhao hesitantly.

Shen Baozhao understood, "I'm going to give this hairpin to my sister as a dowry. Do you think I can't afford it? Double is nothing. I'll pay three times."

"I'll give you four times the price." Feng Feixue immediately raised the price.

"I'll five times that."

"I'm six times."

"Deal!" Shen Baozhao made the decision.

He also gestured to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, a gentleman does not take away what others like. Since this lady can offer six times the price, it means she really likes it, so I will give it to her.

In the General's Mansion, a word is as good as gold. Five hundred taels six times is three thousand taels. The shopkeeper should remember to count carefully. "

"Goodbye." Shen Baozhao waved his sleeves and left.

The shopkeeper put the hairpin in a box and handed it to Feng Feixue: "Three thousand taels. Miss, the hairpin is yours."

"Three thousand taels! Why don't you go and rob?" Feng Feixue then realized that she had been led into a ditch by Shen Baozhao.