After eating, Feng Yingzhao took them out for a walk. He said that he couldn't entertain them well last time. This time, he must do his best as a host.
After a long day's sleep, the Qinhuai river slowly woke up. All kinds of exquisite lanterns are hung everywhere by the river to illuminate the streets.
The road is bustling with pedestrians, in groups of three or five.
It's also magical. No matter what disaster this place in Jiangnan has suffered, the people here always have a kind of flexibility.
Their character is like water. The power of water is gentle and firm. Seemingly vulnerable, it is actually tenacious.
Feng Yingzhao said slowly, "the Qinhuai River is the busiest at night. Come here and experience our good local customs."
There are too many pedestrians in the street. Nangong Yan always holds Ji Qingxue's hand tightly for fear of being separated from her.
Ji Qingxue saw that there were lanterns on the street and thought it was very beautiful. Nangong Yan looked down her line of sight and immediately smiled: "do you like it?"
Ji Qingxue nodded, "well, it looks good."
Without saying a word, Nangong Yan asked MuQing to buy the lantern. Ji Qingxue hurriedly grabbed him: "don't you, I'll just have a look. It's not practical. Just look at it."
"Really not?" Nangong Yan asked.
Ji Qingxue shook his head: "now is the place to spend money. There is no need to spend on these."
Nangong Yan was stunned. She didn't know what she was talking about until later.
If natural disasters occur everywhere, the Treasury will allocate batches of silver abroad. Even if the Treasury is full again, it can't stand such trouble.
Although Ji Qingxue doesn't need to be so economical, she is stingy and thinks that money must be spent on the blade.
Nangong Yan pursed at the corners of her mouth and nodded her forehead: "silly!"
Now the National Treasury is still full. Even if the silver is not enough, isn't there his fourth brother?
After all, all these years of Jianghu are not for nothing, and the title of the richest man is not in vain.
Ji Qingxue glanced: "forget it, you can't eat it."
Rong Sheng suddenly sighed: "this time the flood in Jiangnan is serious, many people are displaced and their wives and children are separated. It's really difficult for them to live so carefree."
Feng Yingzhao also sighed with emotion: "Alas, there is no way. Life always has to pass."
As for the natural disaster, he can only do his heart within his ability.
"Oh, isn't this Yingzhao? Bring your friends out to play!"
When they were talking, suddenly a voice came in.
Feng Yingzhao could not help frowning at the familiar voice.
"Let's go," he pretended not to hear and raised his feet to go.
But the man suddenly caught up and stopped them.
"Yingzhao, this is your fault. It's far from the foresight. Why should I leave?"
The man was wearing a python gold robe. The pattern of the dress was embroidered with gold thread. Each of the ten fingers was wearing a huge gem ring, and even the teeth were inlaid with two big gold teeth.
Anyway, there are two words all over him: money!
Feng Yingzhao pretended to be very surprised: "it's uncle mo. why are you here?"
"I'm not bored at home, so I came out for a walk."
The fourth uncle Mo's smile was cunning. Especially when he looked at Ji Qingxue and yun'er, his smile was particularly greasy. He didn't look like a good man.
"These are also your friends? Why haven't I seen them before!"
When talking, his squinting eyes didn't leave Ji Qingxue and yun'er.
Nangong Yan's eyes suddenly became gloomy. He didn't look at the Yellow calendar before going out this time. First there is Jia Renyi, and now there is this sudden fourth uncle Mo!
It's not a decoration to stand next to him!
Just when Nangong Yan was about to start, Feng Yingzhao had taken the lead and blocked uncle Mo's sight without trace.
"My friends have lived in Kyoto for a long time. This time they came back with my brother."
Mo fourth uncle frowned gently: "brother? When did you have a brother!"
Feng Yingzhao pulled Rongsheng aside and said, "Rongsheng, this is uncle Mo!" but he didn't mention Rongsheng's life experience.
Although Rongsheng was very unhappy with the man, he still saw the ceremony in good order: "Rongsheng has seen uncle Mo!"
The fourth uncle Mo looked at him from head to foot and said with a puzzled face, "Yingzhao, is this the illegitimate son just recognized by your father?"
After all, he has never heard that Feng ruobai has a son. It's not illegitimate. What is it.
Feng Yingzhao was very angry at this. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Rong Sheng immediately blocked uncle Mo's body.
"Brother, calm down first!"
Mo fourth uncle also stared: "how dare you beat your elders?"
Without saying anything, Feng Yingzhao shook his fist and directly waved it. Rong Sheng squatted down immediately.
So uncle Mo got a solid blow, which made him show his teeth: "Oh, Hello!"
Rong Sheng stopped between the two people again. "Brother, no matter how smelly his mouth is, he is also an elder. You can't do it!"
With that, Rong Sheng squeezed his eyes at him. Rong Sheng tilted his head, and Feng Yingzhao gave uncle Mo another punch without saying a word.
Just two fists broke the bridge of Uncle Mo's nose.
Fourth uncle Mo squatted on the ground crying and howling, and his voice was always "Persuading", but when he stepped back, he "accidentally" stepped on fourth uncle mo.
Fourth uncle Mo couldn't avoid a scream. Rong Sheng turned back and pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Oh, fourth uncle Mo, why are you here? I'm sorry I didn't see you. Is it all right?"
Mo fourth uncle covered his nose and covered his hands with blood. He pointed to Feng Yingzhao and said, "you two wait for me. I won't give up this matter. I will come to the door to seek justice in person!"
"Oh, hey, I'm so scared!" Rong Sheng patted his chest and said, "Uncle Mo, I didn't mean it just now. Why don't I apologize to you?"
"Hum! I won't accept your dream!"
Rong Sheng stepped forward, put his hand on his shoulder and smiled: "Uncle Mo is dry this day. Don't be so angry. Be careful to burn yourself!"
Rongsheng's men made a secret effort. Uncle Mo couldn't hold it for a while: "you, let me go!"
The servant who heard the patrol immediately pointed at him and glared at him: "where's the wild boy? Let go of our master quickly!"
Feng Yingzhao said faintly, "dare to be rude to the second young master of the Feng family, ah Kun!"
"Young master, ah Kun is here."
"Go! As soon as he used the voice of his finger, he unloaded his hand!"