Chapter 576: The Feng Family Seeks Help

"Come, come, come, do you want to be the Landlord?"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

At this moment, at the Yinzhou Chamber of Commerce Post House.

Liu Dahao and Feng Sanniang were forcibly dragging Jiang Xuan along to play "Fight the Landlord," a game Liu Zheng had brought from the Great Ming.

Jiang Xuan wore a miserable expression.

As a dignified Left General of Liangzhou, his face was currently plastered with white paper strips. This caused the servants and maids nearby to cover their mouths and giggle.

"No, my Lord, my Lady... shouldn't I go check on the young master?"

Jiang Xuan gave a bitter laugh.

This "Fight the Landlord" was fun, but Lord Liu and his wife were absolute experts; they were sharp!

Masters!

Liu Dahao immediately refused, his brows furrowing as he roared: "No, absolutely not! If you leave, who are we supposed to play with? Them? None of them know how!"

Feng Sanniang was also picking her nose as she slapped the table: "Keep playing!" Jiang Xuan was left wanting to cry but having no tears.

As a hot-blooded young man, this was his first time in Jinghua. He hadn't even had the chance to experience this world of three thousand splendors and colorful distractions before being dragged by the Prefectural Governor and his wife to play "Fight the Landlord" day and night.

What was even more blood-boiling was that the Jinghua branch of Fengming Tower was right near the Yinzhou Chamber of Commerce Post House.

Come dusk, there was that scent of rouge, and those sweet, coquettish voices.

Hearing them, Jiang Xuan, who had just turned eighteen this year, felt his heart racing and his palms itching.

"Fine, fine, fine, get lost, get lost, get lost. Are you wanting to find Miss Fengxian from Fengming Tower? Here, take some silver; you can't let our girls at Fengming Tower go unrewarded."

Feng Sanniang had long since seen through Jiang Xuan's thoughts; she giggled and casually tossed a silver pouch to him.

Jiang Xuan felt as if he had been granted an amnesty and ran off cheering.

Suddenly, the Post House seemed to become much quieter.

Liu Dahao and Feng Sanniang stared at each other with wide eyes.

"Hehe, my lady... shall we..."

Liu Dahao blinked and looked toward the bedroom.

Feng Sanniang blushed: "Get lost, you old shameless fellow! That little sparrow of yours is restless all day long! Do you think you're still a young man like Jiang Xuan? Hey, Old Liu, tell me, we are the Western Regions Commissioner after all, yet for these past few days, not a single person has come to visit us. Do you think we are the most shabby Commissioner?"

Liu Dahao laughed heartily: "Enjoy the peace, enjoy the peace!"

Feng Sanniang smiled softly, took Liu Dahao's chubby hand, and looked full of happiness.

This time, the Feng Family had kicked the Western Regions Commissioner out, which had invisibly damaged the reputation of the Western Regions Commissioner and reminded people of Governor Liu's shabby origins. Therefore, even though Liangzhou was very powerful now, in this Jinghua filled with aristocrats, they were still considered country bumpkins.

"You say..." Feng Sanniang suddenly looked coy, and with a shy smile, she whispered in Liu Dahao's ear: "How about we give Zheng a younger brother or sister?"

"Ah?"

Liu Dahao jumped up at once.

"That's feasible, that's feasible! Let's go, let's go!"

The two old, indecent people were just about to turn around.

A group of people came rushing in from the entrance with a clatter.

"Sanniang!"

"Aunt!"

"Uncle..."

"Brother-in-law!"

A massive crowd, all from the Feng Family. Two days ago, they had kicked this couple out, but now, they were all filled with sorrow and weeping bitterly.

They had been so arrogant before.

Now, they were just as humble.

"This... what is going on?"

Liu Dahao and Feng Sanniang were both stunned.

Feng Kai crawled over crying, grabbed Feng Sanniang's leg, and tears and snot began to flow.

"Aunt, save the Feng Family, save the Feng Family!"

Feng Sanniang frowned. *I just wanted to retire and have a second child, what are you all coming to me for now? *

*A few days ago, when you kicked us out, you were so arrogant, weren't you? *

"Speak!"

Feng Sanniang shouted coldly.

Before Feng Kai could speak.

The eldest of the Feng Family stepped out and said: "Sanniang, Fourth, Fourth he... has been thrown into the Heavenly Prison! Along with some other members of the Feng Family! If you don't intervene, the Feng Family is finished!"

"What?"

Feng Sanniang's expression changed drastically, and she felt dizzy.

Afterward, she and Liu Dahao learned exactly what had happened.

Simply put, Feng Fan had failed in transporting the ice and snow this time, affecting the Christmas Ceremony, which was a Great Evil.

The Beijing Commissioner, DongCheng, was furious and had directly thrown Feng Kai into the prison.

As for the ice and snow, the price was secondary.

The impact on the ceremony was the major issue.

The entire Feng Family could be implicated!

Even an execution of the entire clan might not be enough to appease the Emperor's wrath.

Feng Sanniang was furious upon hearing this: "I told you long ago that it's best not to provoke official matters! You wouldn't listen, you wouldn't listen, and now look at this!"

The people of the Feng Family were crying in a huddle.

"Sanniang..."

The eldest brother had a face full of sorrow.

"That's enough, that's enough. What use is crying now? Everyone shut up!"

Feng Sanniang sighed and waved her hand impatiently.

The group of people obediently shut their mouths, just as expected.

Feng Sanniang exchanged a look with Liu Dahao once again.

Beatings aside, scoldings aside, this Feng Family was still their own people after all.

When encountering such a matter, they couldn't just ignore it!

But...

What to do?

That ice and snow from the polar region couldn't just be created out of thin air, could it?

There were only five days left until the Christmas Ceremony...

A dead end?

Was this another dead end?

Suddenly.

Liu Dahao and Feng Sanniang exchanged a look of shock.

A trap.

This was someone setting a trap for them!

"Let's go, go find Zheng!"

The two of them barely hesitated.

The group of people looked at each other in dismay.

Liu Zheng?

The Prefect Liu?

In such a dead end, what could this twenty-two-year-old young man help with?

"The odds have gone up again!"

"Hurry, hurry, place your bets and don't take them back!"

"Oh my, heavens! My one thousand taels!"

"What is to be done about this?"

The entire Jinghua was following this news, its emotions rising and falling in great waves...

Those gamblers were wailing and howling.

The Crown Prince sat steadily in the Eastern Palace, waiting to watch the joke.

Dong Guifei could not stop laughing.

The Feng Family!

That's right, the person who set the fire this time was arranged by her!

Could she not even handle a mere Prefect Liu?

A bunch of trash!

She felt more and more that she was getting closer to the position of the mistress of the inner palace.

And in the Kunning Palace.

With Longyang Princess there, Zheng Fu's life had been very peaceful recently.

Others might not have taken her seriously.

But Longyang Princess was different. Although the Emperor had not yet officially granted her an audience, the fact that he intended to meet her on his birthday showed how much the old Emperor valued Longyang Princess.

"The Feng Family?"

Seeing this letter, a cold sneer could not help but appear at the corner of Zheng Fu's mouth.

Dong Guifei?

Even with her toes, she could think that this matter was done by Dong Guifei!

Hahahaha!

Good!

Zheng Fu felt that her strategy was still effective!

She had successfully provoked the relationship between Dong Guifei and Prefect Liu...

Even.

This nouveau riche Dong Guifei couldn't even help but resort to such low-down tactics...

In this way, Prefect Liu and Dong Guifei would naturally become opposed to each other...

It was just that...

Zheng Fu suddenly felt a bit worried.

Prefect Liu's "Winter Is Coming" theme had already spread throughout the entire Longyan...

Could he.

Get through this crisis?

She clenched her fists tightly.

For her, how could this be anything less than a matter of life and death?