Shipin Dalizheng

When making this decision, no one knew what Mr. Ma was thinking. It was just an intuition that he had to have something in his hand, otherwise he would feel uneasy.

The next day after he finished all this, he left the city to distribute porridge, and even asked his wife to take Miss Feng Liu out of the city for a few days. Feng Xiangjun had no other close friends, only close to Madam Ma, so when she invited him, he gladly accepted. Together, they went to the White Horse Temple outside the East City Gate to burn incense and pray for blessings for two days. Only when they returned to the imperial capital did they hear that the Jing'an Marquis's mansion had been raided.

It wasn't the imperial court that seized the property, but the creditors. The Hu family seized the Xie family's gold shop and forcibly took over the shop. The Yong'an Bosun family occupied several farms and shops in the Marquisate. Tang Chuyun broke into the Marquisate with a jewelry list and threatened to return everything on the list to the Jing'an Marquisate, as he had bought them with real money.

The jeweled building, the shop, and the land were fine; no matter how much time had passed, they were still there, nothing missing. But most of Xie's jewelry had been divided up by the Marquis's wife and the old lady, leaving very little. Tang Chuyun had pressured the Marquis of Jing'an to hand it over, but he refused. The old lady and the Marquis' wife were even more desperate, refusing to pay. Thus, their plot to divide up the dowries of the four wives was completely exposed, and the old lady no longer had the excuse of "keeping it for her granddaughter."

The old lady went to Feng Qingqing angrily to settle the score. Of course, Feng Qingqing was not in the house at that time. No matter how she banged on the door and cried and cursed, the door was locked tightly and she refused to come out. In the end, it was the housekeeper Lu who brought people to chase her away.

After this day, people in the imperial capital realized that the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion had been completely defeated.

It is said that the old lady cursed for a long time at the entrance of the alley, saying that what Tianjizi had predicted was correct, that Feng Xiaoliu was a disaster that destroyed the family, and had brought ruin to the Marquis's Mansion. She cursed until her voice became hoarse, and was then carried away by the maid beside her.

Of course, when Feng Xiangjun and Madam Ma returned to the city, all this had ended. All the properties that originally belonged to the Xie family and were later controlled by Madam Feng had changed hands overnight. Things were the same, but people had changed.

The daughter did not enjoy a penny of the dowry that Mrs. Xie left for her. Instead, she suffered endless grievances, and now it is finally gone.

Feng Qingqing returned to Xiangjun Mansion. Mrs. Gui was still lamenting the immense wealth and splendor, "It's all gone. It doesn't belong to the young lady anymore, nor does it belong to the Marquis' Mansion."

Feng Qingqing didn't say much. Since the wealth didn't belong to her in the first place, and its existence couldn't bring her happiness but only disaster, throwing it away was the best outcome. This was also what she wanted to see the most, right?

(Rong Tang: I like it very much)

In the third room across the street, the Third Madam coughed for a moment while lying on her sickbed. After listening to the maid's detailed account of the Sixth Young Lady's reaction before she entered, she was stunned for a long moment before finally giving a wry smile. "She really doesn't care about any of this. The Old Madam is ridiculous, and so is the Marquis's wife. None of the elders, brothers, and sisters in the mansion have her magnanimity. They all thought she would fight tooth and nail to get the Xie family's dowry, but she didn't care at all. Donating it away? What a ruthless method! The Marquis's Mansion has lost the Emperor's favor, and there are many who are trampling on it in the Imperial Capital. Without even a move, she's bringing the entire mansion down."

Her son Feng Shuyuan stammered, "Don't even leave some. There's so much money and property, and you just say you don't want it. We can't even get enough to eat! It would be nice to give us some!"

The Third Wife looked at her son as if he were a fool, "Does she owe the Third Wife?"

Feng Shuyuan argued, "We are all family!"

The Third Wife was silent for a long time, her voice cold, "Shuyuan, if you want to live well, don't take advantage of her under the banner of family, otherwise you will be the next one to be trampled to death."

Feng Shuyuan was still a little unconvinced, "How could my sister be so shameless as to borrow food?"

Feng Pingping's face was burning with anger when she heard her mother say, "She's a girl, her skin isn't that precious."

Feng Pingping suddenly broke down and ran away crying. It turned out that in her mother's heart, she was just a shameless girl, and her brother was the most precious one in her heart.

The Third Wife was stunned and didn't say anything. She knew her daughter was heartbroken, but what could she do? Before, when she had money, she loved her son and daughter equally. Now that she was in trouble, she had to allocate most of her limited resources to her son.

One more thing, "Pingping, mother knows you've been wronged, but you're the only one close to the sixth girl in the family. If you go, she'll have a little sympathy. Do you really want your parents and brother to give up their dignity and beg for food?"

Three days later, Nangong Yan led his troops on a second expedition. This time, he mobilized Prince An's 5,000 private soldiers, gathering a total of 50,000 people. They brought more than 80% of the imperial capital's food and supplies, and marched out of the south gate in a mighty force.

Feng Qingqing changed her clothes and looked for a while. Nangong Yan's carriage was covered tightly, so she couldn't see the real scene inside. It just made her feel strange. Shouldn't people who go out to fight wear military uniforms?

After tens of thousands of people left, the imperial capital felt much emptier. No, it wasn't empty, it was just that the officials and nobles rarely went out. The once bustling restaurants, teahouses, and brothels were now deserted.

On the contrary, a large number of refugees poured into the city from outside, and they were stopped and begged almost every step of the way.

This situation is very wrong.

That night, Feng Qingqing took two personal secret guards to explore the East Palace again. This time, there were no many masters to stop them, and they successfully arrived at the core of the East Palace. They saw General Wang, the left guard, leading hundreds of soldiers, moving boxes of heavy official silver out of the warehouse and placing them on carriages.

Finally, several women wearing veils got on the last carriage. A gust of wind blew, and Feng Lianlian's little face was revealed in the light.

The horses' legs were wrapped in soft cloth, and the carriage moved along with a gentle sound. Feng Qingqing fell into deep thought as she watched the convoy go away. This was all too abnormal.

Secret guard Xiao Wu whispered, "Young Master, the Crown Prince has plundered most of the Imperial Capital's wealth and food, and is leaving the city with 50,000 soldiers. How could this possibly sound like a rebellion?"

This is also what confuses Feng Qingqing. Nangong Yan is already the crown prince. He has gradually participated in politics in the past two years and has a lot of say in the court. The emperor has no suspicion of him. What kind of rebellion is he committing?

Xiao Wen said, "It doesn't look like I'm rebelling, it looks like I'm running away."

But this doesn't make sense. No one is rebelling against the court, and there is no war between the North and the South. Why is he running away?

If he said he was not going to escape, why did he say he was going to fight during the day, but at night he had people secretly take away the concubines from the harem and the gold and silver?

The more I thought about it, the less confused I became. I was still thinking while lying in bed, and gradually became confused.

In her dream, she recalled what Rong Tang had said to her before he left. She said that there was something wrong with the Crown Prince, and that he often seemed to be able to predict the future and predict all kinds of crises that were coming.

For example, the Mizhou Dam incident in Hejing County, and the night when Nangong Yan ambushed her.

She and Rong Tang once woke up the sleeping Nangong Heng and learned that people have past lives and present lives.

When she first came into the world, the elders of the tribe told her that this world had perished several times, and if there was any hope for this world to continue to exist, the only way was to awaken Nangong Heng.

The prince who foresaw the future, the prince who secretly escaped...

Feng Qingqing woke up from her dream, sweating profusely. It was already dawn outside.

Xiao Wu knocked on the window outside, "Master, Baimei is back."

Feng Qingqing quickly got up, put on her clothes, walked out of the bedroom, and took the small note in the mailbox.

"Gao Zhiyuan of the No. 8 Grocery Store in Shangjing, Northern Dynasty, reports to our master, Master Wuji, that Rong Tang has been found."

Feng Qingqing perked up, "Quickly bring me the pen and ink, I want to write a letter to Lord Annan."