Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 149: This is the legitimate daughter of my Feng family
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After passing the checkpoint of the Shen family, the Feng family quickly entered Fengwu County. Feng Jinyuan declined Magistrate Fengwu's banquet and took the whole family straight to the Feng family's ancestral home.
The Shen family members followed the Feng family's motorcade silently at first, still furious, but when they approached the Feng family's ancestral home, they took a detour and stopped following.
The Feng family is not a grand family. The simple and plain little courtyard has a bit of scholarly atmosphere.
When people arrived, someone was already standing at the door of the ancestral home waiting to be picked up. Feng Yuheng looked at that person and saw an old man who could be said to be eighty years old. He was wearing a navy blue gown, with hair and eyebrows. His beard is all white, but he is not as stooped as the two uncles of the Shen family. Instead, he has a rosy face and a tall and straight figure.
Feng Jinyuan and the old lady quickly stepped forward, knelt down directly in front of the old man, and said, "Clan leader."
All the Feng family members quickly knelt down and shouted in unison: "Clan leader."
In the past ten days or so that Feng Yuheng has been here, she has heard from Yao family about some things about the ancestral home. It is said that since Feng Jinyuan’s lineage became officials in the capital, the Feng family members have been plotting their own ways one after another. After being promoted to a high position, there are not many people left, basically all of them are old and weak.
The current patriarch is over eighty years old and is Feng Jinyuan’s grandfather, and he is very prestigious in the Feng family. It is said that he is a very fair and strict person. He basically doesn't care about the affairs of his juniors, but once it passes through his hands, there is no favoritism to speak of.
As I was thinking, I heard the clan leader say: "Jin Yuan, you are the prime minister of the current dynasty, so you shouldn't give me this great gift. But the Feng family rules cannot be broken. You are returning to your hometown to worship your ancestors, so you should have the etiquette No one can be missing."
Feng Jinyuan said: "The patriarch is right."
"Yes." The patriarch nodded, "You all get up."
Feng Jinyuan stood up first, then helped the old lady up, and then everyone in the Feng family stood up with a roar.
Feng Yuheng noticed that the patriarch's gaze seemed to glance towards her, but he did not stop. He turned to look at Chen Yu again, only once, and then looked back. In the end, it fell on Jin Zhen.
Feng Jinyuan suddenly remembered that the clan did not know about the fact that Jinzhen was admitted into the house, and quickly explained: "It is the new concubine that the grandson has taken."
The old patriarch waved his hand: "There is no need to inform the clan about such trivial matters. Concubines are not allowed in the family tree. You can make your own decision. Come with me."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the mansion with his hands behind his back. A servant led the coachman to move the carriage around to the back of the house to settle down, and everyone in the Feng family followed them into the yard one by one.
If the clan members return to their ancestral home every year, there will naturally be few rules. If someone like Feng Jinyuan has not returned once in many years, then there will be many rules.
Without waiting for them to have a rest, and before the rooms were divided, the old patriarch spoke again: "The ancestral hall has been opened, Jin Yuan, you support your mother, and your wife and legitimate daughter are with you. I’ll go to visit the ancestral hall.”
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Chen Yu wiped away tears again and said aggrievedly: "Clan leader, my mother has passed away."
The old patriarch glanced at Chen Yu and asked Feng Jinyuan in confusion: "Which concubine of yours is this daughter? Doesn't she understand the rules?"
Feng Jinyuan was embarrassed for a while: "This is Chen Yu, not born from a concubine, but the eldest daughter of my grandson."
"Legacy?" The old patriarch looked at Chen Yu and thought to himself for a long time, "Well, I have some impression that your eldest daughter is called Feng Chenyu, but your eldest daughter is not a legitimate child, your second daughter is!" Then he looked at Feng Yuheng and waved to her: "Are you Aheng? Come, come to Grandpa Zu."
Aheng stepped forward with a smile on her face and bowed to the old patriarch: "Aheng has met Grandpa Zu."
The old patriarch gave her a hand and said, "This is the legitimate daughter of my Feng family."
Tears welled up in Chen Yu's eyes, and he cast aggrieved glances at the old lady and Feng Jinyuan one after another. But the old patriarch was standing here, and the old lady had become a junior, so what could he say?
Feng Chenyu was so cruel that her silver teeth were almost broken. Feng Yuheng's existence became more and more annoying to her. She couldn't throw this person into the mountains to feed the wolves.
Feng Jinyuan knew that for the people in the ancestral home, Yao and Feng Yuheng were the legitimate wives and legitimate daughters. People in his hometown had old ideas. He did not want to argue too much with the clan leader at this time. Then he said to Mr. Yao: "Let's go, you and I will go in together."
Mr. Yao remained silent. Feng Jinyuan and the old lady were walking in front, and she followed behind. She had no expression on her face. Even when she passed the old patriarch, she didn't say a word.
Several people entered the ancestral hall. After kneeling down, servants came up to distribute the incense. Each person had three incense sticks in their hands, and they were all lit.
There was a person who was responsible for the clan's worship at the ancestral hall, and then he directed everyone to kowtow. Finally, the procedure ended, and the old lady took the lead in inserting the incense into the incense burner. This was the formal ceremony.
Both Feng Yuheng and Yao made great gifts according to the rules of a mistress and a legitimate daughter. Yao didn't think anything of it after doing this. After all, she is the mistress and is very familiar with these matters. Again ripe. But Feng Yuheng was in a bit of a dilemma. If it weren't for the subordinates directing her, she really didn't know what to do. Even so, some of her movements were not up to standard, causing the person who sang the ceremony to look at her several times. .
She didn't care. After placing the incense, she took the initiative to salute and apologize to the clan leader: "Aheng has lived in the mountain village for a long time and has not been exposed to the rules of the mansion. If I am rude, please forgive me."
Feng Jinyuan was so angry that he wanted to slap her. Mountain Village, Mountain Village. She never forgot to mention Mountain Village wherever she went. Why was she afraid that others wouldn't know that she had lived in Mountain Village?
The expression on his face was clearly seen by Feng Yuheng, and he couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart.
Now do you know whether this kind of thing is easy to say or not? What were you thinking when you spoiled your concubine and destroyed your wife? You've done all the shameless things yourself, and you still think about others trying to get your face back? Not only did my aunt not find it for you, she had to tear off a few more layers for you to enjoy it.
"Today Aheng and Aunt Yao went into the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors. I hope my grandfather can tell the family not to make it public." A trace of embarrassment appeared on Feng Yuheng's face. As she spoke, she turned back and went to Shen He looked in the direction of the fish and looked nervous.
The old patriarch was very puzzled: "Why?"
"Because... Aheng is not the real daughter-in-law after all, and Aunt Yao is not the real mistress! Just now, the Shen family stopped at the county gate and shouted to kill them. If they knew that Aheng and Aunt Yao had entered The ancestral hall and the eldest sister did not come in, maybe... she will kill her."
"They dare?" The old patriarch's eyes stood up and his beard stood up. He thought about Feng Yuheng's words again and asked the old lady: "If your branch is in such a mess, there is no need to return it. Let’s worship our ancestors in our hometown!”
The old lady was frightened by him and hurriedly bowed and said: "The patriarch's words are serious. I haven't handled the family affairs well, and I won't do it anymore." As she spoke, she secretly blamed Feng Yuheng in her heart, and said It's not good for this granddaughter to stir up trouble, but she has to do it in front of the patriarch. It doesn't really matter whether this ancestral home is worshiped or not, but Mr. Feng's grave is still here!
Feng Jinyuan also said repeatedly: "I have troubled you to worry about family matters. The Shen family is just a bunch of rabble and cannot be respected."
The old patriarch nodded, and then looked at the group of people standing in the yard, especially Feng Chenyu, who looked at him and felt that it was not a good thing.
He has lived for more than eighty years and has met countless people. He had long heard that Feng Jinyuan had a daughter with the destiny of Phoenix, but if it was Feng Chenyu... no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like her.
"That's all, you can rest. There will be servants who will take you to your respective rooms. As for the affairs of the legitimate daughters and concubines, it's your own business to discuss when you get back. But here, the Feng family only recognizes Yao Yao. Shi and Aheng."
Throwing these words, the old patriarch walked away.
Feng Chenyu turned her head and refused to look at him, having already cursed the old man countless times in her heart.
Feng Yuheng felt happy when she saw Shen Yu looking so angry. She pulled Yao out of the ancestral hall and deliberately stood in front of her and said, "I have wronged my eldest sister these days. They all belong to the clan leader." I mean, there’s nothing A-Heng can do.” If you’re not happy, go talk to the clan leader! Do you dare?
What can Feng Chenyu say? He turned around and took Yiyue away. ,
The old lady asked the servant: "Where is Master Feng Zihao?"
The servant was startled for a moment, thought seriously, and then replied: "Old lady, are you talking about the young master who guards the mausoleum? He has been living on the mountain, and the old patriarch is at the mausoleum. He built a house and had someone to look after him."
The old lady felt distressed and couldn't help but glare at Feng Jinyuan.
Feng Jinyuan did not expect that the old patriarch would drive Zi Hao to live in the mountain. But it was he who told Zi Hao to come back and guard the mausoleum. Now that the child is really guarding the mausoleum, what can he say? What? I had no choice but to comfort the old lady and said, "I will go up to the mountain to have a look early tomorrow morning."
The servants led everyone to their rooms. Feng Yuheng helped Yao settle down first, watched her lie down on the couch to rest, and then returned to her room.
Wangchuan helped her make the bed, and Huang Quan also took the lunch delivered by the servants from outside, "Miss, come and have something to eat. Madam, I saw there are servants there too. Here."
The Feng family doesn't have many owners, but there are quite a few servants. Most of them are reserved for clan members who come back occasionally.
Feng Yuheng scanned the room again while eating and found some pen and ink. As soon as she rolled her eyes, she had an idea in her mind.
She stood up and walked to the table where the pens and ink were placed. The two girls didn't understand and had to follow. Then Feng Yuheng tore off a piece of paper, picked up the pen, and wrote a line of words that looked like a dog's scratch.
Huang Quan stroked his forehead: "Miss, have you been whipping the whip for so long that your handwriting has deteriorated?"
She rolled her eyes at Huang Quan: "Take a good look at whose handwriting this looks like?"
Wangchuan was careful and read the words on it, and saw Feng Yuheng writing: "I will come to Qifeng Mountain tonight at midnight. This writing, this tone... Feng Zihao?"
Feng Yuheng gave her an approving look, then put the note into Wangchuan's hand, "Find an opportunity to throw it into Feng Chenyu's room, and make sure she sees it."
Huang Quan wondered: "Why is this?"
Feng Yuheng did not show off and explained to them: "Why did Feng Chenyu go to such great lengths to get me back to Fengtong County? Do you really think it was to worship my ancestors?"
"Miss suspects that she and Feng Zihao will frame her?"
"It's just a guess. Regardless of whether it's correct or not, tossing her once will have no effect on us."
After doing bad things, he was in a good mood. Feng Yuheng ate two bowls of rice in a row before lying down to rest.
An hour later, Yiyue found this note in front of the window and showed it to Feng Chenyu in confusion: "Miss, look at it."
Chen Yu opened the note, took a look at the handwriting on it, and immediately determined that it was written by Feng Zihao. She told Yi Yue: "Light a candle and burn this note."
Yiyue did as she was told, but also asked curiously: "Did the eldest young master send it to me?"
Chen Yu glared at her and snorted coldly, "Who else could it be if he wasn't him? Please accompany me to Qifeng Mountain tonight."