675:Huimeng Huangshui (12)

The evidence given by Feng Zhen is very sufficient, and Yang Si doesn't know where to refute it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Could it be that the lord's words that day were just teasing him, but if so, how could Wei Ci explain it?

Could it be that these two guys are bored and play him together?

“…… Believe it or not. Yang Si couldn't take out a real hammer, so he could only deal with it with such a panacea, "If the lord is really a woman's ......"

Feng Zhen's eyes narrowed, and he said, "If it's really a woman, I'll immediately go to the street and pull someone home to get married, and protect myself and be loyal." ”

Feng Zhen's words are simply boring.

Yang Si smiled dryly, "...... Don't worry, no one looks down on you......"

Feng Zhen also smiled back, he felt safe.

When you open your mouth, you are cheap, "Also, with a man from a good family like Zixiao on his side, he can't look down on me like me." ”

Yang Si: "......"

The two looked at each other in the private room, and there was a mysterious silence.

Feng Zhen asked uncertainly, "How sure are you about the lord?"

Yang thought replied "ten percent", after all, the parties admitted it, but he couldn't answer like that.

Vaguely said, "More than sixty percent." ”

Feng Zhen restrained his joking mentality, his expression calmed down, and his tone was a little more inexplicably oppressive.

"You're here to get to the bottom of me?"

Yang Si was faintly furious in his heart, but he smiled sincerely on the surface.

"Naturally, it's a joke. ”

Feng Zhen raised his eyebrows, and his eyes flashed with a strange light.

If Yang Si had bitten to death before, he would have thought that the other party was joking, after all, the matter of "the main male gender is female" is too terrifying.

Now Yang Si frankly said that this was a "joke", but Feng Zhen didn't dare to take it as a "joke".

However, he didn't follow up on it.

First, it is meaningless, and second, it is a waste of time.

If you want to know whether the lord is a man or a woman, the most irrefutable evidence is the body of the lord.

If Feng Zhen is really curious, just ask those flower girls directly.

Thinking of this, his brow furrowed imperceptibly.

didn't mention it, but he didn't find a single detail - speaking of which, when the lord visited the Qinglou, he didn't really stay overnight once, and he didn't even invite any flower girls to sleep with him. Every time, I treat the Qinglou as a restaurant, and I leave after eating and drinking.

Toyojin chewed the rice, the taste was the same as chewing wax, and his thoughts drifted away.

The lord is in his prime, it is easy to be emotional, the age of the gun, the young body is difficult to withstand the teasing of the opposite sex, although those flower girls are not the natural beauty, but they are also in the mood for love, with a unique youthful atmosphere, which is far more attractive than the appearance of the body...... Don't mention others, Feng came from this age, if it is a normal man, he will not be provoked to anger?

If there is a concubine room or a room in the backyard of the lord, it is fine, after all, some people just think that the flower girl is not clean, even if she is teased and her throat is on fire, she will pretend to be okay and endure going home to find his wife and concubine...... But there is nothing in the backyard of the main father, it is clean.

Now that I think about it, there are doubts everywhere.

Or, the lord is Yanagishita Hui, who really has no desires and no desires, does not sit still, and is a peerless gentleman.

Or, the lord is X incompetent, and he can't stand up in the face of Tianzi and the country......

If it's the second type, then it's a bit of a pain, and if you can't stand up, you won't be able to give birth to an heir, and no heir means that there is no foundation.

Or, the lord is not a man, he or she is a woman!

In the face of these three situations, Feng Zhen hopes that it is the first one, but looking at the old driver's style, the lord does not look like an innocent gentleman.

No...... Could it be that she is really a woman?

Sticking the label of "female" to Jiang Pengji, Feng Zhen felt that the two were trembling, and he felt that he was going to be scared.

It's horrible.

At the same time, Feng Zhen was still entangled in the mystery of the gender of the lord, and Jiang Pengji was discussing with Wei Ci.

"There's nothing else to do with leaving you behind, I heard that Zixiao Danqing is excellent, please make a painting. ”

Compared with Yang Si's brains, there is nothing wrong with the two parties.

"Painting?" asked Wei Ci, "what does the lord want to paint?"

Jiang Pengji said, "Green bricks, to be precise, it should be a house made of green bricks." ”

Wei Ci frowned and pondered, the audience in the live broadcast room was also confused by the second monk, but the anchor didn't give hints, how could you guess.

"The lord wants to ...... Sell bricks?"

After all, he was an "old husband and wife" in his previous life, and Wei Ci's IQ was not low, so he suddenly found the truth.

Other people's alliances are to fight for interests, and their own lords participate in the alliance, probably just to trap people.

"No, how much profit can be made from selling green bricks?" Jiang Pengji showed Wei Ci's extremely familiar smile, which was a prelude to the pit man, "I want to sell the technology of making green bricks." Are the bricks made of mud, not gold, large in size, heavy in weight, how much money can they be sold? If the technology to make the bricks is sold, it can make a profit, what do you think of this proposal?"

Wei Ci twisted his eyebrows, according to general thinking, he did not agree.

However, the person who put forward this opinion is the lord, and there must be her thoughts behind it, and she can't be killed with a stick.

In the face of Jiang Pengji, Wei Ci habitually thought about it again and again, so as not to make a single mistake.

After half a ring, Wei Ci asked thoughtlessly, "Who does the lord want to sell to?"

The smile on Jiang Pengji's face became even brighter, and she knew that Wei Ci had already figured out her original intention.

"Whoever has a lot close to Marushu, I will sell it to whoever I sell it to. ”

Wei Ci was silent, and the lord's heart was indeed dark.

As Jiang Pengji said, green bricks are very good for construction, and their raw materials are very cheap, but it has a problem - the cost of transportation is almost hundreds of times higher than the cost of production. In other words, if you want to build with green bricks, you must build a brick kiln in the local area.

Jiang Pengji sold the technology of making green bricks, which is a very obscure trap.

She let the enemy be the main wrongdoer, contributed people and money, and slowed down the pace of the development of the enemy's forces, which is the first thing; when Jiang Pengji stabilizes the foundation, thoroughly digests the Maruzhou forces, turns around and fights the enemy again, and even after the capture, she will not even worry about post-war construction, which is the second.

"Because of the horse plague incident, the domestic economy of the three ethnic groups in northern Xinjiang has fallen to the bottom, the horse farm is almost barren, and the combat power has been reduced by eight, , / ninety. Until then, we will have to consolidate our power in Marushu and expand our territory even further. ”

Jiang Pengji's target is still the three tribes in Northern Xinjiang.

But with the strength of Chongzhou, Maruzhou and Hujun, she can't completely destroy the northern frontier, so she still needs to grow further.

Or, you can find a way to weaken the enemy at the same time.

Jiang Pengji squinted her eyes as she thought.

"Zixiao, what do you think Northern Xinjiang relies on besides cavalry and horses?"

Wei Ci looked at her and said flatly, "Grass." ”

Jiang Pengji said, "Won my heart." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent, and the audience in the live broadcast room shivered.

If you remember...... Three ethnic groups in northern Xinjiang...... Looks like a nomad, right?