Feng Yi looked at his father calmly. His expression was slightly embarrassed, as if he was hesitating about something important.
"Father, I only asked for 15 minutes of leave from the Headmaster. If you have something to say, please say it quickly to avoid any delays."
Addicted to learning, unable to extricate himself.
A life without learning was a waste. Feng Yi didn't like to waste precious time on meaningless things.
Feng Zhen said, "Isn't the academy going to have its annual vacation? As far as I know, there's nothing for you to learn these days."
Feng Yi lifted his eyelids slightly, his tone as calm as ever.
"Reviewing the old to learn the new, I want to take advantage of this annual vacation to consolidate the knowledge I have learned this year. Only by stabilizing my foundation can I improve further. " Feng Yi said, "Also, I secretly borrowed the textbooks for next year from the Headmaster. The knowledge in the books is difficult, and I need to spend a lot of energy to read them. Father, if there's nothing important, I'll take my leave first. There's still time to discuss unimportant matters after school. "
Feng Zhen was speechless.
Everything that should and shouldn't be said had been said by this kid.
Once again, he doubted whether Feng Yi was his own son.
How was this serious look like him at all?
Feng Zhen didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt like his authority as the head of the family was being greatly challenged.
Seeing that Feng Yi was about to get up and leave after bowing, Feng Zhen quickly reached out and grabbed Feng Yi's arm.
"There really is something! This matter concerns my marriage. Do you think it's important? "
Feng Yi lifted his eyelids, his eyes filled with one sentence.
After holding it in for so long, just to say a few useless words?
Feng Yi said, "Father, you're in the prime of your life, but your backyard is empty. I think we should find a family and add a mistress."
Feng Zhen already knew that his son was on the same page as him, but he was still worried because he didn't hear it with his own ears.
Feng Yi was his only child for many years. He was stubborn and different from other youths his age.
This child had his own ideas, and Feng Zhen had high hopes for him.
Feng Zhen didn't want to raise his child into a yes-man, and he didn't want Feng Yi to be his subordinate.
He wanted to know Feng Yi's attitude on some important family matters.
But —
Knowing was one thing, but his son was so understanding that he was so touched that he almost cried.
As expected of his biological son, he knew how to dote on his father!
After Feng Yi finished speaking, she turned around again. Feng Zhen hurriedly pulled her back.
"Aren't you going to ask who it is? The Three Letters and Six Rites should be discussed in detail. I don't have an elder by my side, so I can only discuss it with you. "
In another two years, Feng Yi would reach the age of marriage and could be considered half an adult.
Feng Yi asked, "Is this Father's idea or Concubine Xiu's?"
Feng Zhen was stunned for a moment. He, who had always been shameless, was suddenly exposed by his own son. He blushed with embarrassment.
"How did you know it was Xiu Niangzi?" Feng Zhen asked.
Feng Yi replied, "Father's hobby is very unique. How come I don't even know this?"
No matter the age of men, they all seemed to like fresh and tender women. Only her father's taste was unique.
There were thousands of beauties in the world, but he only loved mature and beautiful mature women.
This was probably a form of devotion.
Ever since Wan Xiu 'er moved into the manor, Feng Zhen's private life had become a lot more restrained. Since he was busy with work, he didn't have much fun.
In Feng Zhen's own words, it was —
There was a guest of the opposite sex living in his manor. As the host, he couldn't be too unrestrained and ruin the other person's reputation.
Haha —
His excuse was dignified, but Feng Yi didn't believe a word of it.
If Feng Zhen really didn't like it, he wouldn't have written a letter to Feng Yi asking him to take care of Wan Xiu 'er.
Feng Yi took the opportunity to let Wan Xiu 'er stay in the manor's guest courtyard. Wasn't it also because of Feng Zhen's hint?
Therefore, Feng Yi wasn't surprised that Wan Xiu 'er would become the next mistress of the Feng Manor.
If there was a surprise, it would probably be that Feng Zhen had been well-behaved for more than a year and didn't overstep his boundaries with Wan Xiu 'er.
The story of Feng Zhen and Wan Xiu 'er was like a rat guarding a rice jar. In the end, it grew to love the white rice in the jar.
Feng Zhen's face was burning after his son mercilessly exposed him.
He said, "This was my idea. Xiu Niangzi agreed, but she felt that she needed to ask for your opinion."
"If that's the case, pick an auspicious day after the New Year and get this done," Feng Yi said naturally. "Time is a bit tight, so Lady Xiu will have to suffer. I will go back to the manor after school to check the storeroom. The Three Scholarly Documents and Six Rituals must be complete. "
Feng Zhen was speechless.
Was this a son or an ancestor?
"I have observed Lady Xiu for a long time. She has a good temperament. There is no need to worry that anything will go wrong in handing the manor over to her," Feng Yi said. "Marriage is a big deal. Neither party can be wronged. Since Lady Xiu and Father have the intention to marry, Father should respect her. Before the wedding, let Lady Xiu move out of the guest courtyard and choose a house outside as her maiden home. If Mistress Xiu were to marry out of the mansion and then marry back into the mansion, it would be somewhat improper for outsiders to see … I heard that Mistress Xiu and the Duke of Lanting used to be from the same hometown. Father also has some face in front of the Duke of Lanting. It would be better to ask for a favor and let the Duke of Lanting act as a matchmaker.
Feng Zhen was speechless.
Feng Yi asked again, "Lady Xiu's status is special, and she is remarried. I'm afraid her dowry will not be enough. Father, do you want to add some privately?"
After all, there was the step of showing the dowry to the bride. This was related to the bride's pride.
The dowry of noble ladies was accumulated from birth. Wan Xiu 'er's background was not weak, so her dowry was naturally rich.
However, Wan Xiu 'er followed her ex-husband to guard Hanchang Pass. Most of her dowry was lost in the chaos of war.
She later found some, but it was only the tip of the iceberg.
Even if it was a second marriage, she had to have what she needed. Outsiders could not laugh at the bride.
Feng Zhen's mouth twitched a few times. He couldn't force out a word. He just had to sit down and listen to his son's arrangements.
Feng Yi thought for a while and felt that there were still many things that had not been arranged.
According to normal procedures, the couple had to prepare for marriage for a year or half a year.
However, this was a special time. There would be a war after the beginning of spring or the autumn harvest. It was impossible to prepare slowly.
"Of course I have to add …"
Feng Zhen's net worth was not small. After all, Jiang Pengji was not a stingy lord.
Every time there was a great victory, she would plunder the enemy's property. She would always give away some money. In addition, there were many profitable businesses in Feng Zhen's manor. After a few years of accumulation, not only had they made up for their previous losses, but they had also accumulated a large sum of money. It would not be a problem to make a decent dowry.
Feng Zhen said, "However, there is no need to go through the public accounts. Just take it from my private treasury."
Feng Yi was the eldest son of the legal wife. The majority of the family property must be left to him. He could not let his son suffer just to marry a wife.
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