Mrs. Feng's tone was uneasy: "This south is the territory of our Feng family. How can people from the Mo family be allowed to act recklessly? There is no reason for you to go to the door in person? The young commander of the Mo family didn't think carefully, and his own sister is still in our hands. If you annoy our Feng family, they will not be able to leave Yuncheng."
"Shut up!" Feng Muyun was about to be driven mad by Mrs. Feng's ignorance, "What do you know? The situation in the south is inherently unstable, so you're not only keeping things quiet, but also creating civil strife?
A woman's view! "
Feng Muyun waved to Mrs. Feng: "Go out, let me be quiet."
Mrs. Feng: "..."
She was unwilling but reluctantly withdrew from the study.
Feng Yichen came out from behind the screen, curbed his usual cynicism, and asked Feng Muyun cautiously: "Father, is the commander planning to meet that Mu Qing in person?"
"Yeah." Feng Muyun rubbed his forehead: "I can only go there personally as the governor. I heard that Mu Qing is one of the think tanks next to Mo Lingyuan, and he exists like a military adviser. Since he was ordered to bring the guards Coming to Yuncheng, I must have arranged everything and prepared for the worst.
Our Feng family can no longer withstand any storms. "
He stood up with his arms propped up: "Bring me my crutches, and send someone to block the news, so that Shaojin doesn't know about it."
"Father, if I don't see Ling Wei after I come back..." Feng Yichen just felt that something was wrong.
"Could it be that he intends to trade the entire Feng family for a woman who doesn't want to stay by his side at all?" Feng Muyun put his fisted hand on his lips and coughed heavily.
Feng Yichen followed behind: "Father, I will drive you there, please walk slowly."
When he reached the door, Feng Yichen raised his hand to call for his confidant, and whispered in his ear: "Go and tell Young Master Shaojin, just say that someone from the Mo family has come, and he should know what's going on."
The confidant was ordered, and left in a hurry.
Feng Yichen escorted Feng Muyun to the largest inn in Yuncheng, and met Mu Qing who seemed to have been prepared for a long time.
Originally thought that the think tank who followed Mo Lingyuan should be a bookish scholar, but he didn't expect that Mu Qing looked more like a white-faced doctor, a bit like Doctor Bai.
But after talking for a while, Feng Yichen felt that this person was a veritable smiling tiger and a master negotiator.
"Master Shaojin acted like this, our young marshal was very angry, and ordered me to ask, the Feng family's family style has always been strict, it is impossible to be so reckless, what did our eldest lady do to be treated like this by you?" Mu Mu Qing picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Our eldest lady is not only the sister of our young marshal, but also the eyeball of the warlord.
Our grandfather is afraid that the warlord will be angry, so this matter has been suppressed by our grandfather for the time being, and it has not yet reached the ears of our warlord. "
First, in front of Feng Muyun, criticize the Feng family's lack of strict education and bad family style.
Second, Mo Lingyuan was very angry that the Feng family actually imprisoned the young lady of the Mo family as a prisoner.
Thirdly, if the Feng family doesn't give an account of this matter, it will be the enemy of the entire Mo family.
These few words are nothing on the surface, but the more you think about it, the more frightening it becomes. Threats, intimidation, oppression and insults are all presented, but the Feng family can't pick out the slightest thorn.
Feng Muyun was wronged at first, and his complexion became darker and darker.
Feng Yichen was not a roundabout person at all, his brows and eyes darkened, and he faced Mu Qing directly: "Mr. Mu's words are enough. Although my brother is a bit of a jerk, he treats Miss Mo very well?"