Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 113, Scholar! (two more)

"Brother Fu!"

Lu Guan also had a headache, and secretly regretted that he had taken such a bad job, "Brother Fu, listen to me. There is no need for Fengcheng to be tired, everything is done. I just heard that Carlos is difficult. Tangle, only Fengcheng has dealt with him, and it would be good to be able to help come up with ideas at that time. Or, let’s listen to Fengcheng’s opinion first? Brother Fu, I know you are doing it for Fengcheng’s good, but… Life is still to be lived, right?"

Fu Dujun was silent for a moment, and the eyes of the three elders in the study all fell on Fu Fengcheng.

Fu Fengcheng frowned slightly, "When is the time?"

"Early February next year, but the departure from the capital has to be half a month earlier at the latest, so after the first day of the new year, we have to leave for the capital first." Lu watched Fu Fengcheng and said earnestly, "Fengcheng, There will inevitably be surprises in life, but no matter what, you have to move forward and look forward, and you should cheer up too.”

"Thank you, Chief Lu, for your teaching." Fu Fengcheng nodded lightly, "I understand, I'll go."

Lu Guan didn't expect Fu Fengcheng to answer so quickly. He was prepared to persuade Fu Fengcheng with all his heart.

It has been more than half a year since Fu Fengcheng was injured at the end of last year. Except for the gossip and gossip about the marriage, there is almost no news about Fu Fengcheng from the outside world. On the other hand, there are rumors that his temperament has changed drastically and he has become violent and manic.

As Fu Fengcheng's elder, Fu Fengcheng also took care of him occasionally in Luguan, the capital a few years ago. I feel deeply sorry for such a darling of the sky to become such Lu Guan, but I don't want him to really fall like this.

Nowadays, it doesn't seem that bad. Except that Fu Fengcheng looks a little colder and deeper than before, there is nothing too embarrassing.

"Fengcheng, do you really agree?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "It's better to go out for a walk, and isn't it still early?"

Lu Guan was overjoyed, "Okay, okay, I'll let you know when the specific regulations are discussed. But...if the itinerary is determined by then, after the first day of the new year, you may have to leave for Beijing. I'm afraid the capital will be delayed for a few days."

Fu Fengcheng nodded to indicate that he understood.

Achieving the goal and knowing that Fu Zheng was in a bad mood, Lu Guan and Prince Mu didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly got up and said goodbye.

They are all well-known figures, and it would not look good if they were really kicked out by Fu Zheng.

Only the father and son were left in the study. After a long silence, Fu Zhengcai asked, "Are you really going?"

Fu Fengcheng looked up and looked at his father, "Of course I'm going."

Fu Zheng sighed: "You should know, what will you face if you go?"

If Fu Fengcheng was just a silent and ordinary person, it would be nothing, but how beautiful Fu Fengcheng was in the past, how downhearted Fu Fengcheng will be in front of everyone.

Mediocre people are always jealous of those who shine brightly.

If the other party has been shining brightly, they may only envy, follow, worship, and respect.

But if that person falls into the dust one day, they can't wait to step on the ground to trample and humiliate him, as if they can become a real strong man by putting the former strong man under their feet.

"So what?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

Fu Dujun stared at Fu Fengcheng for a long time, and finally burst out laughing, "Okay!"

Get up and walk in front of Fu Fengcheng, Dujun Fu stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, "Since you are mentally prepared, do what you want. Just remember, you are my son of Fu Zheng, what happened? Everything is handled by my Fu family!"

Fu Fengcheng looked at his father calmly, but Dujun Fu felt that Fu Fengcheng's eyes were looking at a fool.

"The rich copper mines in Naga happen to be the most in short supply in the six southern provinces. I just want to talk to Carlos."

“…”

Fu Dujun looked blankly at Fu Fengcheng's figure disappearing outside the gate, and the attendant walked in from the outside to see his expression and couldn't help but jump in his heart. Could it be that there is a conflict between the young master and the supervisor?

It took a while before I heard deep laughter ringing in the study.

The attendant couldn't help but looked up at Dujun Fu, but saw that he had turned around and walked behind the desk with his hands behind his back, and asked, "Is there still no news from Hua Shengshou?"

The attendant quickly replied in a low voice, "Overseer, not yet." As long as this is mentioned, the Overseer's mood will not be good.

Dujun Fu sighed, "Keep looking! What is the fourth child doing?"

"Should... be alright? It seems that the Fourth Young Master didn't go out today."

Duke Fu snorted lightly, and the attendant said quickly, "Overseer, the eldest and fourth young men are just newly married..."

Before he finished speaking, Dujun Fu was so frightened that he hurriedly swallowed half of it. Dujun Fu waved his hand and said: "Okay, let's forget about this for now, thinking about labor and capital will give you a headache. Prepare the car, I will Going out."

"Yes, Overseer."

As soon as Fu Fengcheng returned to the yard, he heard the laughter of a woman inside. The crisp and cheerful laughter made the somewhat cold and empty yard a little more angry.

Leng Sa is playing with the flowers in the yard with Lan Jing and Yuan Ying.

To make the yard look more festive, a lot of potted plants were temporarily placed in Fu Fengcheng's yard. After all, potted plants are more convenient than directly planting them in flower beds. If you don’t like them, you can just move them away. However, I don't know if the person who placed it has aesthetic problems or is not attentive at all, but many of them don't look aesthetically pleasing.

Originally, it was Yuan Ying who mentioned a sentence, but Leng Sa also felt that it was better to move if he had nothing to do, so he brought the two of them to work together.

"Well, this... put it there."

"Young madam, put this pot under the eaves."

"I still have to let someone take care of the flowerbed. The planting pots are not always fresh in the ground." Lan Jing said, "What kind of flowers does the young lady like?"

Leng Sa put a small flower pot on the stone table and thought about it seriously, "Rose."

"Huh? Does the young lady actually like roses?" Lan Jing was a little surprised and puzzled, "I can't like roses?"

"No, I just thought...a scholarly family like the Leng family would like orchids, plum blossoms, chrysanthemums, etc., right?"

Leng Sa said with a smile: "Every flower has its own beauty, but I think it blooms, the more lively it is, the better."

Yuan Ying said with a smile: "Isn't it better for peony, cuckoo, begonia? Or roses, right?" In ancient times, scholars didn't seem to like roses much, just read the poems handed down to praise flowers. .

Leng Sa waved her hand, "Alright, but peonies are too delicate, and it's not easy to grow in Yongcheng. How about we plant some roses? How beautiful they bloom every month."

It seems that the young lady is not very picky about flowers, Lan Jing nodded, "Okay, I will tell the gardener later, and then discuss how to make it look good."

Leng Sa nodded with satisfaction, "It's hard work."

Lan Jing turned around holding the flower pot, only to see Xu Shaoming standing not far away and Fu Fengcheng sitting.

"Ah, the young master is back."

Leng Sa turned her back to the courtyard door, and when she heard Lan Jing's words, she turned around and saw Fu Fengcheng waving at him friendly, "Are you back?"

Fu Fengcheng glanced at the flowers in the yard, "what are you doing?"

Leng Sa clapped the dust on her hands and walked towards him, "We're moving the flowerpots in the yard, by the way...I'll let someone take care of the flowerbeds, don't you mind?"

"Whatever you want." After Fu Fengcheng finished speaking, he hesitated again, looking at Lan Jing and Yuan Ying who were standing aside, "Don't let people walk around in the yard."

The two nodded again and again, "Don't worry, young master, we will watch."

Fu Fengcheng nodded and glanced at the flowerpots scattered all over the yard, "Hurry up and clean it up."

"Ok, no problem!"

Fu Fengcheng turned the wheelchair and headed towards the room. After walking out for a short time, he realized that Leng Sa had turned around again to carry the flower pot with Lan Jing, and immediately frowned.

"Cough cough, young lady." Xu Shaoming quickly reminded with a low cough.

Leng Sa looked at Xu Shaoming with some puzzlement, Xu Shaoming quickly gave her a wink and motioned her to look at Fu Fengcheng.

“…”

"Follow, I have something to tell you." Fu Fengcheng turned gloomy and motioned for Xu Shaoming to leave.

Leng Sa sighed and patted Yuan Ying's shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work."

Yuan Ying said in a low voice, "Young madam, hurry up, the young master looks unhappy."

"When was he happy?"

Entering the room, Xu Shaoming immediately exited with interest, and sat coldly opposite Fu Fengcheng, "Is there something wrong?"

"What have you done today?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

"You see, you're moving the flower pot. By the way... your third sister has been here."

"Then?" Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows.

"...I was taken away by me." Leng Sa blinked innocently.

Fu Fengcheng was not surprised, "What did she say?"

Leng Sa said: "It's just those old clichés, let me stop studying, and take good care of my husband and be filial to my in-laws at home."

Fu Fengcheng looked at her and said meaningfully: "You can forget it. I'm afraid that your filial piety will kill your popularity."

Leng Sa was a little surprised, "So you don't want to be mad at your mother?"

"..." Fu Fengcheng stared at her with deep eyes, "So you really want to be filial to your in-laws at home, I misunderstood Mrs."

"I was wrong." Leng Sa readily admitted his mistake and acted obediently.

Fu Fengcheng couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth and changed the subject, "Are you really planning to spend time in school?" Is it true that Fu Fengcheng, a scholar, can't see it, just look at Leng Sa's usual words and deeds and she will. Those bizarre things don't seem like a single-minded pursuit of knowledge.

Especially, she's still...literary!

Except for the well-written **** novels written by someone before, Fu Fengcheng really didn't see the slightest bit of a literary youth in her.

Leng Sa smiled and said, "Of course not. In fact, I plan to apply for graduation in advance."

"Are you full of credits?" Fu Fengcheng looked at her, "If you dare to use the Fu family's name to go through the back door..."

"What are you thinking?" Leng Sa said dissatisfiedly: "Don't insult my reputation, do you know how to write the word "Xueba"? This girl is someone who has been admitted to university for half a year of self-study."

Fu Fengcheng calmly said: "Student master? It means to study well? For example, I was admitted to the Royal Saids College at the age of 13, graduated with a master's degree at the age of 16, and obtained a doctorate degree from the National Military Academy at the age of 20. I am proficient in three foreign languages. And a surgeon's license. Want to see it?"

"...Boss, I was wrong, please let me go!" I can't afford to offend you!