SFS Chapter 121 Meet the Ex-husband Again
Chapter 121 Meet the Ex-husband Again
The first day of July was the day when the children of the aristocracy in the capital held a poetry reading meeting. Early in the morning, Gong Xiyin, the legitimate daughter of Gong Shangqing, sent someone to deliver a visiting card, begging Feng Jia to go out with her. After she refused again and again in vain, she had no choice but to go with them.
The poetry meeting was arranged at the famous Shuidu Pavilion in the capital, located in the southwest corner of the entire capital. The courtyard is deep and full of flowers and trees. It is very secluded, with clear and fast-flowing water, reflecting the scenery on both sides, which is very artistic. Over time, this precious land has become a place for literati and poets to show off their elegance.
The two of them walked side by side inside. When they passed the Nine-Curve Corridor, Gong Xiyin rubbed against Feng Jia's arm like a kitten: "A Zhao, I heard that you shined in Gu's private school a few days ago, and your few poems severely slapped that Zhou Muqi in the face! It really relieves me!" She disliked people like Zhou Muqi who bullied others by taking advantage of their power the most!
Feng Jia laughed dryly twice and pulled her hands away from the hug: "Not bad."
"Don't be so modest!" Gong Xiyin came up to him again, like an itch-seeking cat, and suddenly said, "A Zhao, I found that you really like this blue dress. You wear this color every time I see you. Why?"
Feng Jia lowered her head and glanced at her dark blue dress, her eyes slightly gloomy.
In her previous life, she preferred the color green because she preferred bamboo. Bamboo is strong and upright, and can survive even in the cracks of rocks. In her previous life, she was an official as a woman and was unorthodox, just like bamboo growing in rocks, surviving in the cracks.
The reason why she loves the color blue in this life is because it reminds her that she must never forget the hatred for the extermination of her family!
Feng Jia was about to speak, but Gong Xiyin spoke first: "A Zhao, you know, you are the second person I have ever met who likes Qing!"
Feng Jia paused: "The second one? The first one?"
"Of course it's the former Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple, Feng Jia, Lord Feng!"
"..."
Gong Xiyin clenched her fist and said in worship: "My idol!"
Feng Jia's mouth was stiff, and it was difficult for her to speak: "Ah? Your idol?"
"Yes! Ah Zhao, haven't you heard of Lord Feng's name?" Gong Xiyin was full of surprise.
"...I've heard a little bit about it." Feng Jia raised his fist and coughed twice.
Gong Xiyin sighed, "Lady Feng is a role model for the noble ladies in our capital! She is the first female civil servant in the history of the Dali period! And she does not rely on any family connections at all! She entered the palace examination with the first place in the civil servant examination! She has solved many strange cases in the capital, and was personally conferred the title of Princess of Huicheng County by the Saint!"
"County Princess! She's of the second rank! The kind with a fiefdom!" Gong Xiyin's eyes were filled with envy and admiration was about to burst out of her eyes.
"Moreover, Lady Feng set an example for women back then. Not only did she set a precedent for women to serve as officials, she also spoke righteously to the sage in court!"
Gong Xiyin coughed and imitated the voice: "Why can men go to school, but women can't! Why can men become officials, be granted titles and become prime ministers, but women can only fight in the backyard and waste their time?! Life is only a few decades long, and it will pass in the blink of an eye. Today, Feng Jia will blaze a different path for all women in the world! This road is difficult and full of thorns. Even if I get hurt and die, I will have no regrets!"
Gong Xiyin shouted, "How cool! I feel tears welling up in my eyes just imagining that scene! It is because Lord Feng risked the world's disapproval that we have the openness and freedom we have now! Women don't have to stay at home, they can go to school and take the imperial examinations! They also have the opportunity to go out and participate in poetry gatherings and drink wine like men do now!"
Feng Jia was slightly surprised. She had never thought that she would inadvertently become a role model for so many women. Her heart felt warm and she felt that her hard work and efforts had not been in vain. However, her eyes dimmed. "But, she is the daughter of a felon."
"What does his father's corruption have to do with her!" Gong Xiyin pouted, "Besides, I don't think that Lord Feng Guo, who is so diligent and dedicated to the people, would ignore the people for the sake of money!"
"You are far away in Shicheng and I'm afraid you don't know that three years ago, the Feng family was raided for corruption. There was not a single luxurious decoration in the huge house. Even the table for the four of them to eat at had to be propped up with books! In such a poor family, how could you say he was corrupt?"
Gong Xiyin sighed slightly: "A Zhao! You are also in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and you should know that if you want to accuse someone, you can always find a pretext. I think the Feng family must have offended some powerful people, so they ended up like this! But..."
"But even if I wanted to help, I couldn't do it! Ah Zhao, do you know? On the night when Feng Jia killed the whole family, General Shen Jing ran around everywhere and even knelt in front of the Saint's Hall for three days and three nights to demand a thorough investigation of the case! But it was useless! What does this mean?"
"This means that the person who harmed the Feng family has a higher status than General Shen's Mansion! If you fight with such a person, you will die!" Gong Xiyin sighed repeatedly.
Feng Jia clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves. So she was right. Even if she was reborn, what would happen? She was facing Xie Qian, the son-in-law of the emperor, the most favored princess of Dali! The position of a daughter of the prime minister was still too low!
Only if she keeps climbing up and pulls down her enemies one by one, she will have the possibility and the qualifications to re-examine the Feng family's corruption case and clear her father and brother's name!
"A Zhao? Are you listening to me?" Gong Xiyin blinked.
Feng Jia came back to his senses: "What?"
“Let me ask you, do you have any dreams?”
"Dream?" Feng Jia shook her head. "Not yet. What's wrong?"
Gong Xiyin nodded: "Why don't you ask me?"
"..." Feng Jia choked, "Then what is your dream?"
Gong Xiyin looked around and saw that no one was around, so she whispered in Feng Jia's ear, "I want to be... a female general!"
After saying that, she covered her face with shame and said, "A Zhao, I have only told you this secret! Please don't tell anyone else!"
Feng Jia looked at her small arms and legs, and said in silence for a while: "Well, I won't say it."
"Are you trying to make fun of me?"
Feng Jia waved her hands: "Not at all!"
Gong Xiyin snorted: "Anyway, I have been reading military books since three years ago. Although it is boring and often makes me sleepy! But I will never give up!"
After saying that, Gong Xiyin clenched her fists. Feng Jia was amused by her appearance and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, General Gong, I wish you can speak freely and have a bright future!"
After saying this, the two of them had already walked to the vicinity of the Water City, where people were drinking and chatting in groups of two or three, and it was very lively.
The people of Dali were open-minded and did not pay much attention to the separation between men and women. However, the organizer of this poetry meeting, Princess Mingyue, still divided the seats into men's and women's seats. The two seats were bounded by a bamboo forest. Through the gaps in the bamboo forest, one could see that the men's seats on the opposite side were already full and the sound of laughter could be heard.
Princess Mingyue was depressed because her mother was beaten to death. Fortunately, the saint seemed to feel that he owed her a lot, and he doted on her even more, rewarding her with mountains of gold and silver jewelry.
As soon as the poetry meeting started, Gong Xiyin asked her to write a poem, but Feng Jia declined with a smile. She was not a person who liked to show off, nor did she like crowds, so she sat alone at her seat and drank tea. The tea was light and fragrant. She took a sip and felt the fragrance lingering on her lips and teeth, and her face slightly smiled. However, before she put down the cup in her hand, she heard a rough voice from the men's seat.
"Look! Who's here?"
"Isn't this the famous Changpingsi Tiju?"
"Our precious and noble Prince Consort!"
Faintly, a man in a white robe can be seen approaching slowly, and people are surrounding him like the moon surrounded by stars: "Brother Zilin! You are so late! You must punish yourself with a drink!"
"That's right!" everyone cheered.
"Something happened in the palace, so I'll be delayed for a while. Sorry to have kept you waiting!"
The man's voice was like a melodious guqin piece, and the rhythm matched his elegant aura perfectly.
Feng Jia looked down at the water cup with no expression on her face, but the water in the cup was shaking from the force.
Xie Zilin, it’s been a long time!