
Xiang Rong said this, and Feng Yu Heng felt this was a little unexpected. He did not understand what this girl was thinking. Moreover, Xuan Tian Hua was someone who shook the heart of every girl! If he had not met Xuan Tian Ming first...
Forget it, Feng Yu Heng shook his head. He didn't want to think about what he might have or not. However, he asked Xiang Rong. "Not yet can or not, second brother will ask, why did you say you didn't want to?"
With regards to this matter, Xiang Rong had thought about it. Although he became a little confused when he thought about this after being asked, he recovered very quickly and told Feng Yu Heng. "Because I can't develop as much understanding as the second sister has with Her Majesty the seventh prince, and I can't develop a relationship of being as close as the second brother is to Her Majesty the ninth prince. I thought long and hard and didn't even know where he and I would have anything in common. Even if we were forcibly put together, I would still only look at him as a god."
In the end, he was still a child. His view of Xuan Tian Hua was that of a god. Actually, it wasn't just Xiang Rong. Even Feng Yu Heng would not know how to look at Xuan Tian Hua. In retrospect, the only word that came to my mind was God.
He patted Xiang Rong's head. "Eleven years, this is the age where you have to stay in school. I really don't know what kind of sins people commit in this day and age, until I really rely on eleven. The old girl who bore the hopes of the whole family. Forced to worry so quickly about his own life. Xiang Rong, if you trust the second sister and want to live happily, forget all these things. It's not something you need to worry about. At the very least, wait until you are old enough to get married to worry about this."
There was more he didn't say. Actually, 15 years old is still too early. At the age of 15, a person can go out and experience their first naive love, but for him accepting marriage at 15 is difficult. The reason why he did not oppose Xuan Tian Ming too much was because he was already a 20-something soul. Yet in this era, Xiang Rong had been taught to be like a monster, and this made him unable to help but become interested. “If I had a daughter, I would definitely not let her experience this from a young age.” He unconsciously voiced his own thoughts. He then saw a pleasant look of astonishment on Xiang Rong's face.
"Second brother, Xiang Rong is already eleven years old. I'm not young anymore."
She laughs. He knew that this concept could not possibly develop so quickly. He could only give up on this topic, only telling Xiang Rong. "Trust me and don't think about it. No one can predict the future. You cannot, I cannot, and seventh brother cannot either. Relax and grow little by little. No need to rush."
Finally came the day of the funeral. Since the old house in the Feng Tong area had been destroyed by the flood, the matriarch could only be buried in the cemetery which was 20 li west of the capital.
Today, other than Han shi who was pregnant, everyone in the Feng family was present. His only son, Feng Jin Yuan, was in front of the procession. The grandson of the first wife, Zi Rui, and the granddaughter of the first wife, Feng Yu Heng, were carrying a coffin. Behind them were Xiang Rong and Fen Dai. Furthermore were Cheng shi's sisters, An shi and Jin Zhen.
As for how Jin Zhen died, not a single person asked. Feng Jin Yuan wanted to kill Jin Zhen, so there were at least 100 methods, and Jin Zhen deserved to die. It is also something that no one doubts. Feng Yu Heng had never had the heart of a goddess. From his previous life to his current one, the principles he held were. If you treat me well, I will treat you better. If you treat me badly, I will definitely make you want to die. Regarding this principle, he did not distinguish between caring about the familiar or not. No one can change it.
The funeral procession of the leader's mother was quite good. Although it could not compare to when he was still the first-rate standard prime minister, it was clearly more precise than anything a family of fifth-level officials could do. Even his coffin had some golden lines.
His funeral lasted from dawn until noon. When this matter was finally resolved, the Feng family kowtowed three times in front of the matriarch's coffin before it was all finished.
On the way back to the manor, the group calmed down a little. The past year, the Feng family had lost a number of people. From Chen shi to Feng Zi Hao, there was also Chen Yu and the matriarch, and even Jin Zhen could be counted. Perhaps even Kang Yi and Ru Jia, who were wives and daughters respectively, needed to be taken into account. A once great family arrived reduced to such an extent.
Feng Yu Heng sat on the Feng family carriage and listened to the voice coming from outside the curtain. The sound of goods being sold and negotiations. Occasionally, the sound of a game was heard from within the restaurant. There was also the sound of crying children. The voices of people around the city filled his ears. He felt it was more human.
Life should have this kind of liveliness, unlike Feng's manor, where various pages acted at will and there was a battle to the death between concubines and siblings. Actually, he did not want many people to die, but, people were unable to act as he expected. Once they receive a little, they will want more. Once they get more, they want better. From Chen shi to Jin Zhen, they were all looking for trouble, yet Feng Jin Yuan blamed him.
He asked Huang Quan and Wang Chuan. "Have you heard when the Feng family would move?"
The two shook their heads, and Wang Chuan said. "I just found out that His Highness the fifth prince gave Mr. Feng some money so that he could buy back the deed from the young miss. I also heard that His Highness the fifth prince gave Feng a new family residence as part of an engagement gift to the fourth young miss. Come to think of it, the Feng family should have moved there, and I have yet to hear how the residence given by His Majesty will be taken care of."