After leaving Chu Fan's house, it was already dawn. Jiang Ji and the others did not choose to return the post, but planned to visit Fengtang.

"Chu Fan is quite a bit backbone and does not ignore his kindness because of money. In addition, he knows how to adapt, maybe the Chu family can prosper again in his hands."

A smile appeared on Feng Yu's tough face, as if he was quite satisfied with Chu Fan.

Jiang Ji refused to argue that their understanding of Chu Fan was only based on these two meetings. Now that they say that these are too one-sided, it is difficult to make a conclusion on the specific character.

But it is not very important. When Zhao Shuo’s work is finished, they may not have any contact in the future.

"Did you find out where Fengtang's home is?"

"This is naturally, this is the purpose of our trip. How could I make a mistake?"

Feng Yu said while guiding the direction of the person moving forward: "The Feng Xian and the Fengtang I saw yesterday are indeed cousins, but their bloodline relationship is a bit far away. Their great-grandfather is a brother, and they are no longer close to each other in their generation, but they just belong to the same clan."

"They Feng family live in Fengxi together. The main vein is the branch where Fengxian is now. The branch where Fengtang is located has already declined. In the early years, the epidemic was severe, and Fengtang's parents were gone and their families fell."

"At the age of seven, he asked his cousin Feng to return to his school to study as a temporary talk. Later, he showed amazing talent in poetry and books, and his reputation as a child prodigy is famous for Xianwei."

"It's a pity that when he was fifteen years old, a scary mark suddenly appeared on his face, and it became an ugly monster. The many wonderful hands he invited were helpless. The genius who should have had a bright future suddenly became unavoidable."

"It seems that because of this, this person's temperament has changed drastically, becoming withdrawn and arrogant, but he does have real talents and knowledge. Many scholars who heard his name and wanted to "ask for advice" left in shame."

"The only exception is Wei Yun. It is rumored that the two met each other for some reason, and they had a great time talking to each other and became friends. Feng Tang was famous, and Wei Yun made an indelible contribution."

Hearing this, Jiang Ji couldn't help but smile and said, "No wonder Wei Yun strongly recommended Fengtang to me. It turns out that there is such a generation."

"I don't know how Feng Tang impressed Wei Yun, but it made Wei Yun highly respect him."

This is not only curious about Jiang Ji, but many people who know about this are very curious.

Wei Yun is also a proud person. Being able to make such a person promote Fengtang is enough to show that Fengtang is extraordinary.

Unfortunately, except for the two parties involved, no one else knows the key.

Feng Yu said jokingly: "If you want to know, why not ask the previous question later. Maybe Fengtang will tell you directly."

“Good idea.”

The two chatted all the way and soon arrived in Fengxi.

Fengxili's inner prison gate was a man in his forties, dressed quite decently. When he saw the two approaching, he thought for a moment and confirmed that they were very unfamiliar, so he asked:

"You two don't know what's going on in Fengxi?"

Feng Yu immediately replied: "We are here to visit Fengtang. Please tell me the location of his house."

The inner prison gate looked at the two of them deeply, then said, "Let's go along this road and walk to the end. The building on the left is Fengtang's home."

The two of them thanked each other and followed the instructions of the inner prison gate to go inside.

The inner prison gate looked at the two people's distant backs and shook their heads, as if they were sighing: "There are two more people who want to become famous by Fengtang, but they will probably become another stepping stone under Fengtang's feet."

He seems to be such people, but he has seen them in recent years. Although he has been a little less in recent years, there are still a few people with luck every year.

"Fengtang is also in bad luck. If he gets a strange disease, he should have become a high-ranking official and will be glorious. How could he be like this now? He is like a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others."

Jiang Ji and Feng Yu came to the end of the road and looked at Fengtang's home through the low courtyard wall. It seemed that they were no different from ordinary people's homes.

Feng Yu went up to call the door, and someone answered quickly and then opened the door.

After the door opened, a man in coarse linen appeared in front of the two.

This person is average in height, neither fat nor thin, his clothes are washed white, and there are even several patches on them.

The only advantage that is that his facial features are correct, especially his eyes have an unusually bright feeling, but this only advantage is that after turning to his left face, people don’t feel the advantage.

It was a huge mark that spread from the left face to the neck. Its surface was uneven, like a sarcoma, black and hair of varying lengths, making people feel shivering in their hearts.

Jiang Ji glanced over the mark on his face, looked straight into Feng Tang's eyes, bowed and said, "I heard that Feng Jun is talented and virtuous, Xiu came to visit him specially. Please forgive me if you take the risk."

Feng Tang's eyes swept across the two of them, and then fell on Jiang Ji. He seemed to stare at Jiang Ji, and seemed to look behind Jiang Ji: "Disciples come from afar, and the hall is not honored. If you don't dislike the simpleness of my family, then come in and rest for a while."

Feng Tang halfway opened his body and made a gesture of invitation.

Jiang Ji and the others exchanged glances, and were a little surprised that Feng Tang did not seem to be as arrogant as the rumors.

After walking through the courtyard, the three of them knelt on the straw mat in the hall.

"The house is simple, so I can only serve hot soup. I hope you both forgive me."

Jiang Ji picked up the pottery bowl with hot water in front of him, drank it lightly, and then said, "It is a blessing that Fengjun did not turn us out, let alone hot soup."

Feng Tang looked serious and suddenly asked, "I don't know what happened to the king suddenly visit?"

Jiang Ji and Feng Yu were both shocked by being called out, and Feng Yu was shocked. The first reaction was to stare at Feng Tang vigilantly.

Although Jiang Ji was surprised, he did not show it. He held Tao Wan's hand tightened, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "How did Feng Jun see through Gu's identity?"

He was really a little curious. It was just the first time the two met, and Feng Tang actually recognized him.

Did Fengtang meet me before?

"The king has an extraordinary temperament. He is obviously a person with a noble status. You have a dragon spirit and call yourself a name. In the entire Yangzhou, except for you, I can't think of a second person who matches these."

Feng Tang's expression was still the same, and he seemed not to notice the two of them's vigilance.

"Wen Jun also understands the art of looking at Qi?"

Jiang Ji became interested. He thought Feng Tang was a talented man who was proficient in poetry and books, but he didn't expect that he would have the ability to be proud of himself.

"I have read a few books on this aspect and have a little understanding of it."
Chapter completed!