Chapter 20 Inside the Big Red Gate

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  Peng Yuanzheng returned to Xin'an and stayed at home, hardly going out. His mother, Meng Lin, thought he was unhappy because his trip to Beijing had not achieved its purpose due to work issues. In fact, Peng Yuanzheng was quietly waiting for news from the Feng family in Beijing.

  For the next "scene", he had already made two predictions ——

  One of them is that the Feng family will immediately accept the mother and son, take them to Beijing to settle down, let Peng Yuanzheng recognize his ancestors and return to his clan, from then on he will leap over the dragon gate.

  Secondly, Old Man Feng temporarily does not want to reveal Peng Yuanzheng's identity, and will let him continue to stay in Xin'an, everything as usual, but the relationship is acknowledged, fate naturally quietly reverses, changes are gradual, and won't happen overnight.

  Peng Yuanzheng felt that given Old Feng's character and the current state of the Feng family, the second possibility was very likely. In fact, this outcome was also what Peng Yuanzheng hoped to see.

  They are mother and son from a humble background, it's actually very hard for them to suddenly integrate into high society.

  He was more worried that his mother would be humiliated at the Feng's house. It's better to stay in Xin'an and work hard in silence, creating a sky of their own, so that he and his mother can live a good life. At the same time, let Old Man Feng see that this grandson who appeared halfway is absolutely not a parasite who wants to gain without labor.

  Peng Yuanzheng actively acknowledged his relatives, but he just wanted to seek an opportunity to change someone's fate.

  Yes, what he wants is an opportunity, a springboard of fate, rather than a ready-made feast.

  With this in mind, he didn't even tell his mother about the fact that he had come to Beijing to recognize his relatives. He thought it was not the right time yet, and when the time was ripe, the Feng family would naturally come forward and talk to his mother about this matter.

  It wasn't until the eleventh day after Peng Yuanzheng returned home, in the morning, that his mother Meng Lin went to work and Peng Yuanzheng received a call from Feng Botao.

  "Expedite, go to the train station immediately, there's a car waiting to take you to Beijing, your grandfather wants to see you." Feng Bogao's words were warm and affectionate, he didn't mention the result of the DNA test, but his tone had already revealed everything.

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  A military off-road vehicle took Peng Yuanzhen away and rushed to the capital. At dusk, he arrived in the capital.

  The driver who was driving was obviously a soldier, taciturn and didn't say anything to Peng Yuanqing all the way, apparently under disciplinary constraints.

  Arrived in Beijing, the off-road vehicle sped all the way to the Tiananmen Square, where they met Feng Qianru. They drove through the wide and bustling Chang'an Avenue, which was lined with a red wall over 600 meters long and more than six meters high on its north side. Under the reflection of a row of green trees and red lanterns, the red wall seemed to have an even stronger sense of historical weight.

  Inside the red wall is the core of the country's political power, the true heart of the Republic. Through the solemn guards at the Hua Xia Gate, Peng Yuanzheng seemed to see the beautiful buildings with carved beams and painted rafters inside, the large green belts, and the large artificial lake, as well as the towering eaves and layered green trees there, or even those birds flying over the branches and walls.

  Peng Yuanzheng's heart suddenly beat faster, and his face turned slightly red.

  No matter how calm and composed he is, having been a leader for two lifetimes, he is about to enter the highest leadership center that maintains a vast and prosperous country, his emotions are extremely excited, with a hint of nervousness and anticipation.

  Feng Qianru clearly felt that Peng Yuanzheng's breathing beside her was a bit rapid, and she smiled slightly, not saying anything. Not to mention that Peng Yuanzheng came from the grassroots level, even if she grew up in a high-ranking family, when she first entered the grand hall to celebrate her grandfather's birthday, she was also extremely nervous and excited.

  The guard carefully checked the driver's documents and Feng Qianru's "letter of introduction" and "pass" issued by Old Feng's office, before waving his hand to let them pass. The off-road vehicle drove on, slowing down to a stop by the lake.

  Peng Yuanzheng was taken aback, but still followed Feng Qianru off the bus.

  Feng Qianru smiled and pointed to the ancient residential area in front of her, saying lightly, "We can't drive any further ahead. We have to walk from here on out. Because this car isn't one of the vehicles allowed inside the Red Gate, it can only take us up to here."

  Peng Yuanzheng nodded.

  Feng Qianru turned her head and pointed to the other end of the lake, "That's where the highest organ office area is located, Grandpa also works there."

  Peng Yuanzheng nodded slightly.

  Feng Qianru was also tense, so she didn't say anything else and led him to hurry forward. After passing through two layers of guards, they entered a unique courtyard that belonged to Old Feng, which was transformed from a palace. The two flower beds inside were full of colorful flowers, and in the center of the courtyard stood a lush and majestic osmanthus tree, while on both sides were surrounded by green grape trellises.

  Serene and yet with a rural charm, it's hard to imagine that within the majestic and unparalleled red walls, there is such a small courtyard, like a paradise on earth.

  Mrs. Feng smiled kindly and welcomed us at the door.

  Feng Qianru smiled and rushed over, "Grandma!"

  "Ah..." Old Lady Feng responded, her eager eyes fixed on Peng Yuanzheng who was slightly hesitant, her lips trembling as she said in a shaking voice, "Child, you're home, come inside, your grandfather is waiting for you."

  Peng Yuanzheng's heart suddenly felt hot, and he strode over in big steps.

  "My child, you've suffered so much..." Old Lady Feng grasped Peng Yuanzheng's hand and couldn't help but burst into tears, choking with sobs as she pulled him into her arms.

  She never saw her scattered son again for the rest of her life, from a few months old baby, mother and son were separated by the sky, and the separation was a permanent farewell. Such a tragic event in the world made it difficult for the old lady to calm down. Fortunately, there is still a grandson, which is considered a blessing from heaven.

  "Grandma..." Peng Yuanzheng's tears fell silently. There was a surge of emotions thicker than blood, as well as endless grief for his deceased father.

  Feng Qianru was also by her side, wiping away tears.

  Cough! Cough!

  The three of them, including the grandson, were crying bitterly in the courtyard when they heard Old Feng's complicated coughing sound coming from behind.

  "Come on in, cry and wail in the courtyard, what a sight!"

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  The furnishings in Old Feng's house are simple yet elegant, not as luxurious and grand as Peng Yuanzhen had imagined. But simplicity is also a kind of elegance, every corner and every object in this house exudes nobility and magnanimity.

  As soon as you enter, it's a spacious living room. The living room has a red carpet and a circle of sofas against the wall. On the left side of the living room is Old Feng's study, and on the right side is the dining room.

  On the dining table in the restaurant, four dishes and one soup have been served, along with a bottle of Maotai liquor.

  Mrs. Feng kept pulling Peng Yuanzheng's hand, letting him sit beside her, "Child, these are all grandma's signature dishes made with her own hands, try them and see if you like to eat..."

  "This is braised carp, this is steamed scallops, and this is asparagus stir-fried with meat..." Old Lady Feng chattered on about her signature dishes. Old Feng frowned slightly, "Alright, alright, Shu Zhen, you've been doing these four dishes for a lifetime, what's the point of showing off?"

  "If it weren't for my grandson coming, I wouldn't have cooked for you!"

  Feng Qianru smiled slightly. In private, the old couple would occasionally bicker, and at home or outside, probably only Old Lady Feng dared to speak to the old master like this.

  Feng Lao grabbed a wine bottle and looked at Peng Yuanzheng with a smile, "Can you drink?"

  Peng Yuanzheng's awkwardness at this moment had gradually dissipated. He looked at Old Man Feng with a smile and said, "Grandpa, I rarely drink."

  "Grandpa actually rarely drinks. But today, Grandpa wants to have a drink. Come on, you pour some too, let's have a toast, just the two of us! Shuzhen, you and Qianru also pour yourselves a cup!"

  Old Feng waved his hand, and a faint glint of spirit flickered in his eyes.

  Peng Yuanzheng quickly got up and filled the wine cups of Old Feng and Mrs. Feng, then poured some into Feng Qianru's cup and his own.