This Feng Chengzhuo is Feng Chengcheng's elder brother and the grandson of the Feng family.

He was a civil servant who was temporarily recruited by Feng Zheng last night. He did not participate in today's treat, but Feng Zheng thought about it and was only relying on him to complete this task, so he called him to the front of him overnight and assigned a glorious and arduous task: Liang Feng would come to his house tomorrow and find a way to make him have a long-distance contact with Cheng Cheng, that is, he should not let Cheng Cheng talk to him, and he should also have a good impression of Cheng Cheng. As for the method to think about it yourself, if he could not complete the task, he would deduct half a year of pocket money and be suspended for three months.

For the sake of two staples of money per month, Feng Chengzhuo gritted his teeth and agreed to his grandfather Feng Zheng's shameless request. He turned around and looked at the stars in the winter night. He couldn't help but whistle at the sky: "Isn't this a fucking yellow dog eating shit? Is the white dog suffering?!"

Xiao Feng didn't sleep all night, and he knew Liang Feng's name, but he was limited to public channels and gossip news, so he couldn't know his enemy. He had to go back and study his sister Cheng Cheng, and his confidant was half the winner.

What's the good thing about this sister? Feng Chengzhuo thought with a headache, in fact, there are many benefits, such as being pretty, smart, healthy, lively, cute, etc., there are many. But there seem to be many corresponding problems: delicate, arrogant, reckless, and sometimes a little bit 2.

To give a simple example: Once, Miss Feng went on a trip and met a group of beggars in a bustling area, who were begging for professionals, and Chengcheng Market. Miss Feng had no social experience and shouted to give money, so the girls around him had to pay relief one by one. Considering that he was the granddaughter of the prime minister's family, he could not afford to pay for his face, so he did not make a budget, and the money he had given was not enough.

It is logical that it's all right after the delivery, it's not the other person's. But Miss Feng saw a beggar outside with dirty hands stretching out her dirty hands and unwilling to give up. She felt very pitiful, so she pulled down a golden hairpin from her head and asked the maid to hand it to him. Although the maid couldn't bear to let her go, she didn't dare to disobey. The beggar saw that she was about to get a fortune, so she was overjoyed and hurriedly reached out to take it. Unexpectedly, Miss Feng suddenly said wait. The maid thought she had thought it through and quickly turned around. Then she knew that Miss Feng said that Beggar was afraid that it would be difficult to exchange for money with the gold hairpin. It would be better to do good things to the end and help him exchange money for him.

The lady gave the order, and the servants just executed it. At that time, there was no gold and silver trading market, so she had to ask a servant to run to the nearby pledge warehouse to get the gold hairpin and pay ten cents of money. This was a huge amount of money! Miss Feng still ordered all the beggars.

Then he knew that this beggar was unhappy, and even took the money and complained: Benefactor, you should do it as a good person as much as possible. Just give me the golden hairpin. I can exchange it for twenty cents, but now I have only paid half of it, which is a loss!

You said that you, a beggar, are you good at being good at taking advantage of it? Isn’t this a typical example of looking for a slap? God knows that Miss Feng is even more amazing. When she heard what others said was reasonable, she felt guilty. I really feel sorry for you. Wait, don’t be busy.

When the beggar heard this, she was almost cursing and teasing me?

It turned out that Feng Chengcheng asked someone to take the money back to the custody warehouse to exchange for the golden hairpin. After the servant went there, he persuaded him and promised to make up the handling fee the next day, and then exchanged the golden hairpin and handed it back to the beggar.

Beggar saw that the golden hairpin was lost again and again, and his heart was shaking and almost collapsed. It is said that his heart could not bear the burp that night.

Of course, Miss Feng didn't know what happened later, she just felt that she had done something good that was not a loss and was extremely proud.

Is this a bit two?

In fact, it should not be counted. At most, it is simple kindness or kindness. However, no matter how you whitewash it, Miss Feng will sometimes be a little careless, which is a fact recognized by the Feng family.

Feng Chengzhuo actually loves his baby sister very much, and he admires Liang Feng's fame very much, and thinks that only such a person is worthy of his sister. So although he was forced by his grandfather, he still wants to do his best to complete the task. At least, don't let Liang Feng see the second side of the girl.

After the two of them greeted each other in the hall, Feng Chengzhuo immediately developed a good impression of Liang Feng. The reason was very simple, with good appearance, good temperament, great reputation, and politeness. Similarly, Liang Feng also had no bad impression of Feng Chengzhuo, good appearance, good cultivation and politeness.

The difference between men and women is that women are mostly repulsive of the same-sex people, while men are mostly close. So Feng Chengzhuo and Liang Feng immediately got upset at first sight and chatted quietly. Feng Zheng looked at them and said with a smile: "Zhuoer can take Yutian around. The young man is probably going to be bored when he is with us old man." Xiao Feng immediately agreed and invited Liang Feng to speak elsewhere. Liang Feng had to salute to the two husbands and leave the party with Xiao Feng.

Feng Chengzhuo led him to talk and talk. After a while, the two of them came to the Feng family's real inner house. Although it was still in the middle of winter, it was completely obvious that it was completely different from the front yard. There were pavilions and towers, rockery and rockery trails, which were arranged ingeniously, and they already looked like Suzhou gardens in later generations. If it were a different season, the luxury and beauty of this garden was definitely not inferior to the layout of any wealthy family in Tokyo.

Liang Feng smiled slightly and thought that it was true. Feng Chengzhuo was secretly observing him next to him. People who didn't know much about the Feng family were shocked when they first walked into his backyard because it formed a strong contrast with the simplicity and low-key front. But when he saw Liang Feng's face not changing, he seemed not at all strange, but he was shocked, thinking that this kid was really a calm person. He even looked at Liang Fenggao three times in his heart.

After a while, Xiao Feng led Xiao Liang to a Changxuan near the water. The stove had already ignited in the Changxuan, as warm as spring. The two of them went in and sat in. The guest brought tea and fruits in. Liang Feng looked at the house and praised in his heart. The interior was elegant and faintly exuded a sense of wealth. In the words of Gu Long, he used "everything is placed in the most suitable position, making people feel that there is neither more things nor anything missing."

A picture of a girl playing chess on the wall attracted Liang Feng's attention. In the picture, the two girls were sitting on the chess sideways. One looked at the chess board with a serious expression, and a piece stuck in his hands was undecided. The other obviously had the upper hand, with a relaxed expression and a little smile. Although the people in the painting only followed the traditional brushwork, it was not surprising that the face, expression, and movements were all depicted in a lively and lively manner, reaching an extremely high level. Especially the game of chess was painted very seriously, with black pieces and white characters mixed in between. After careful look, there was a game, momentum, energy, and disaster. It was a real master game. It was already in the middle game, and the moves were complicated, which was the most tense time.

Liang Feng couldn't help but praise "good painting". At this time, he was already a famous painter in Tokyo. The ability to say these two words shows the level of this painting. Feng Chengzhuo was secretly happy when he heard it. He saw him step forward and carefully look at the signature of the painting. There was only a beautiful character Cheng and a small seal under the year, month and day. Liang Feng thought that he didn't have this painting in his memory, and probably it was written by some unknown painter. He also thought that since it was a character Cheng, it might be written by his female family, a family of scholars, and a family of scholars, and a famous family!

Sure enough, Feng Chengzhuo said, "Brother Liang praised this painting, dare to ask where the good things are? Do you know who did it?" Liang Feng smiled and said, "I look at this painting, and my brushwork is skillful and smooth, my colors are stable and innovative, and my layout is vast and elegant, and my brushwork is not like a man's work, but rather like the work of a young woman. As for whose masterpiece it is, I would like to ask for advice!"

Feng Chengzhuo praised loudly, "Brother Liang has good eyesight!" After saying that, he said proudly, "It's so good for Brother Liang to learn that this painting was made by his sister. She was only fourteen years old." Liang Feng was very surprised when he heard this. It was really scary to draw at such a young age, and it was even better than his own Xiao Chang. So he praised it again.

The two sat down again and chatted for a few words. Feng Chengzhuo suddenly laughed and said, "I have a small unkind request. I wonder if Brother Liang can respond?" Liang Feng asked him what happened. He said, "I heard that the book "Journey to the West" written by Brother Liang, who has also read it. It is indeed a strange book that makes people love it. He also said that Qian Xiaoyi, the storyteller who has caused a sensation in Tokyo now, is actually a disciple of Brother Liang. I wonder if it is true?"

Liang Feng smiled modestly and said yes.

"Can you ask Brother Liang to say a paragraph in private to make me full?" Feng Chengzhuo said. Liang Feng hurriedly explained that he actually didn't know how to speak, but just wrote to teach Qian Xiaoyi. Feng Chengzhuo was not willing to obey and begged him to say a paragraph no matter what. Liang Feng had a very good impression of Feng Chengzhuo, but seeing that there was no one around, it would be harmless to say a sentence or two, so he had to agree. So he brewed a little bit and was about to speak, Xiao Feng said, "Wait, my little sister who painted her, also wants to hear the story of Brother Liang, and wait for me to invite her out."

Liang Feng hurriedly said that at this time, he was an outsider in the prime minister's house. How could he meet the female family in the noble family? He dared not. Feng Chengzhuo smiled and said it was okay, he had his own arrangements. After saying that, he clapped his hands gently, and a few servants came in, walked to the corner of the house, put down a roll of bamboo curtains, and separated the Changxuan into two. For a moment, the steps outside were slow. Three or four maids came from another door, surrounded by a lady. Liang Feng saw his figure through the curtain, but couldn't see clearly, so he had to get up and bow honestly. He also gave a blessing from the other side.

Of course, this is Miss Feng Feng and Feng Chengcheng. He is full of excitement!

At this time, Feng Chengzhuo invited Liang Feng to start the performance. Liang Feng originally thought that the two of them were playing alone, and it would be okay to talk. Then a few women suddenly came to listen to him, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned and embarrassed, and he thought in his heart that it was a bit bad to say that Sun Wukong was a bit bad, so it would be better to say something else. Thinking about it in his heart, he suddenly thought of a story.

"Since Brother Feng has a green eye, I have to make it difficult. However, today I won't talk about Sun Wukong's pursuit of the scriptures. I will tell you another little story about Sun Wukong, called "Moonlight Treasure Box" ---"
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