The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

Prime Minister Feng is currently very angry and has been temporarily suspended from his post by Emperor Qi Jing. As a result, all the subordinate officials who used to come to his residence every day have stopped coming.

It finally made him see the coldness and warmth of human relationships.

When you hold power, everyone fawns over you.

Once you fall on hard times, you can't even see a ghost around you.

It's clear that those people are all people who put down the powerful and fawn over the weak.

Prime Minister Feng thought of Master Tianyuan of the White Horse Temple outside the city.

I feel like I've been having a lot of bad luck lately, breaking my leg and being suspended from my job.

We must consult Master Tianyuan to see if he has been wronged by someone who wronged him.

Because Prime Minister Feng's leg was still broken, the servants of the Prime Minister's residence had to exert a great deal of effort, carrying him for an entire morning, before they could finally get him to the White Horse Temple.

Prime Minister Feng was able to meet Master Tianyuan as he had wished.

Master Tianyuan only sees one person at a time, so the servants responsible for carrying people in would bring them in and then leave.

They were all exhausted and collapsed on the ground outside the door.

Three incense sticks were burning in the incense burner in the room, filling the air with fragrance.

The hustle and bustle fades away, and a refreshing fragrance soothes the restlessness.

Prime Minister Feng felt his irritability and resentment gradually subside.

The last time he saw Master Tianyuan was a few years ago, when he brought his youngest son, Yuanxi, with him.

It's been a very, very long time.

But Prime Minister Feng discovered that Master Tianyuan's appearance had not changed at all; not a single wrinkle had appeared on his face, while he, the prime minister, had grown a lot of white hair and had many more wrinkles.

He's truly a master; he never seems to age.

"Master Tianyuan, I've been having a lot of bad luck lately. Please give me some guidance."

Master Tianyuan calculated with his fingers, then shook his head helplessly. "Prime Minister Feng, just remember one thing: you have a benefactor by your side. If you treat this benefactor well, you will be blessed."

Prime Minister Feng thought for a long time but couldn't figure out who the person was, because he was a chauvinist and would automatically exclude women when considering problems.

"Master Tianyuan, may I ask who that distinguished person is?"

Master Tianyuan replied, "She is a young woman. If you treat her well, you will be able to secure your official position and enjoy wealth and honor for life. However, if you deliberately target her, misfortune will follow one after another."

Upon hearing that it was a young woman who was bringing misfortune, Prime Minister Feng immediately guessed who it was.

It turns out that the one who caused him a series of misfortunes was actually Miss Su.

A gentleman would not leave a great grudge unavenged.

Prime Minister Feng decided that even if it meant sacrificing his high-ranking position and generous salary, he would deal with the Miss Su who had harmed him and avenge his broken leg and suspension from his post.

Master Tianyuan's face readings always last only half an incense stick's time, a fleeting moment.

Prime Minister Feng still had many questions to ask, but the young novice monk beside him had already come over to chase him away.

The young novice monk, though thin, single-handedly lifted Prime Minister Feng and his chair together and placed them outside the door.

After returning to his residence, Prime Minister Feng became even more irritable.

She smashed all the vases and tea sets in the bedroom.

He even smashed his favorite slender-necked blue vase.

Prime Minister Feng's porcelain pillow, which he used to sleep on, was decorated with a persimmon pattern, featuring a persimmon branch laden with ripe, golden persimmons. It was a real pity that Prime Minister Feng smashed it to pieces.

Seeing that Prime Minister Feng looked unhappy, the Prime Minister's wife personally accompanied him out of the city to relax.

After all, they've been a couple for decades; it's impossible for them not to care at all.

The carriage arrived at the village outside the city.

The Prime Minister's wife had Prime Minister Feng carried off the carriage.

His daughter, Feng Xiaoshuang, also came with him.

Prime Minister Feng sat in a large chair, looking at the flowers and plants, the boundless fields, and breathing in the fresh air.

My irritable mood was indeed relieved.

This estate was used by Prime Minister Feng to raise horses.

The several thousand horses that had been previously raised were all given by Emperor Qi Jing to Miss Su of Qinghe County to be used to build a cavalry.

But now that Miss Su has lost her military power, it's equivalent to losing those horses.

Haha, that Miss Su went to great lengths to train cavalry, but in the end, those cavalrymen ended up in the hands of the people he arranged.

Thinking of this, Prime Minister Feng felt much more at ease.

But he soon felt unwell.

He saw that someone had brought over a hundred truckloads of cattle and sheep, and those cattle were clearly dairy cows.

Very few people in Beijing raise dairy cows.

The estate next door belongs to the Marquis of Guiping's manor, so it must have been Miss Su's idea to suddenly and strangely bring over dairy cows, right?

Prime Minister Feng asked Steward Chen, "Go and find out why the neighboring estate has transported so many cattle and sheep."

Manager Chen also found it strange. There weren't many cattle and sheep farms in the capital, so the sudden appearance of so many truckloads of cattle and sheep was indeed quite odd.

Steward Chen quickly found out and reported to Prime Minister Feng: "Your Excellency, all those hundreds of cartloads of cattle and sheep were bought by the Prince of Gong for Miss Su."

Prime Minister Feng was furious. "The Crown Prince Gong is treating the task assigned by the court as a joke. He went out to investigate a case, not to enjoy himself, but he wasted his energy buying hundreds of cartloads of cattle and sheep and transporting them to the capital in a grand manner."

The Prime Minister's wife thought there was nothing wrong with these cows and sheep.

As long as the Crown Prince completes the task assigned by His Majesty, that's fine. Besides, the law only restricts the buying and selling of draft cattle, not dairy cows.

Moreover, the Prime Minister's wife greatly admired Miss Su. As a woman, to be treated so sincerely by a man made her life worthwhile.

During the Flower Festival, she witnessed Prince Gong kneeling down on one knee to wipe the mud off Miss Su's shoes by the Bibo Lake.

She and several other ladies would often talk about this, and they were all incredibly envious.

"Master, the young master Gong is only trying to make the beauty smile; it's not a big deal."

Prime Minister Feng grew angrier as he spoke, "How can it not be big? It's obviously very big! Prince Gong is clearly bewitched by Miss Su. A grown man following a woman around all day, giving her whatever she wants, spoiling her rotten. It's a disgrace to men."

"That Miss Su is truly a femme fatale, a vixen who brings ruin to the country and its people."

Feng Xiaoshuang was extremely envious; hundreds of cartloads of cattle and sheep, such ostentatious pampering!

"Mother, I also want a fiancé like Prince Gong. He's handsome and dotes on me so much. Miss Su is so lucky."

The Prime Minister's wife said, "Xiao Shuang, your mother will carefully help you choose a husband. You absolutely cannot marry someone like your father, who is stubborn, chauvinistic, and doesn't know how to respect women at all."

Feng Xiaoshuang pouted and complained, "I don't like Father either. If our family were on good terms with Miss Su, I could see her often and see what new styles she was wearing. Others would envy me..."

Once Feng Xiaoshuang started talking, she kept going on and on, complaining for the duration of two incense sticks burning.

Prime Minister Feng was so angry he almost vomited blood. Were these really his family members?

Not only did they not defend him, they also complained about him at every turn.

He felt that the mother and daughter had accumulated a lot of resentment towards him, so they finally spoke out today.