"However, I promised to take Yu'er as a concubine!" Zhao Fengdao.

"You can't finish your words in one breath!" Bian Xue glanced at Zhao Feng and said angrily.

"Hey, hey!" Zhao Feng smiled and said, "If nothing else, I repelled the man in black for her, saved Shi A, and protected Xiangping City." I can't think of it as a slave anymore! What's more, I can see that she is sincere to you, and if it weren't for the racial issue, I could have made her another wife, but she was a widow. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Feng couldn't help but shake his head.

Among them, only Bian Xue understands Zhao Feng's thoughts, everything stems from the war more than 1,700 years later in history!

So, for Zhao Feng's statement, Bian Xue didn't say anything, obviously acquiescing! As for the rest of the women, although they didn't understand why, since Zhao Feng said so, and Bian Xue acquiesced, they naturally didn't have any more comments.

"Okay, let's not talk about these unhappy things!" Zhao Feng waved his hand, "In two days, I'll show you a new thing!" ”

"What?" Zhen Mi asked.

Even now that Sun Shangxiang is here, Zhen Mi is still the one who is most curious about everything!

"What is it?" Zhao Feng deliberately dragged out a long tone, "Keep it secret for the time being!" ”

"I knew it was going to be like this!" Zhen Mi pouted her cute little mouth and said very dissatisfied.

"Haha!" Zhao Feng laughed proudly.

The women also laughed with Zhao Feng, but only Qiao Ying seemed to be a little unhappy between her eyebrows.

All this naturally will not escape Zhao Feng's eyes, but Zhao Feng didn't say anything, it's really not so good to say it in public.

……

After dinner, Zhao Feng did not go to Bian Xue's room, but came to Qiao Ying's room.

"Husband?" Qiao Ying was a little surprised, according to the usual practice, Zhao Feng spent the first night in Bian Xue's room every time he came back!

"I saw you today whether it was during the meal or the chat before, you were sullen, what happened?" Zhao Feng hugged Qiao Ying's slender waist and asked softly.

"I didn't ...... Nothing. Qiao Ying shook her head.

But Zhao Feng knew that Qiao Ying's tone must have something to hide from herself!

"What the hell is going on?!" Zhao Feng asked, "After so many years of husband and wife, I don't know what kind of personality you have?" Don't hide it from me, what's going on? Is there anything we can't say between us as a couple? ”

"I ......" Qiao Ying looked at Zhao Feng's sincere gaze, and her eyes were a little red.

"Tell me about my husband, what's wrong?" Zhao Feng said softly.

"It's nothing, just a little homesick!" Qiao Ying shook her head and said with a smile, "Ying'er and Wan'er came to Liaodong with their clansmen from Jiangdong, and Fujun just captured Jiangdong a while ago, so Ying'er wants to lead Wan'er, take Jing'er and Dou'er, go back to Jiangdong, worship her father, and take a look at the Qiao clan in Jiangdong, although they didn't follow us to Liaodong, but after all, they are also our Qiao clan's people, so ......"

"I see what you mean!" Zhao Feng nodded and stopped Qiao Ying's words, "It just so happens that I will go to Pingding Shanyue in a few months, so you can go with me when the time comes!" ”

"Really? Thank you, Mr. Qiao Ying was pleasantly surprised.

"Hehe, what else do you want to say thank you?" Zhao Feng stroked Qiao Ying's hair and smelled the faint fragrance that belonged to Qiao Ying.

"Hmm!" Feeling Zhao Feng's caresses, Qiao Ying enjoyed it very much on Zhao Feng's chest.

"When the worries are over, shouldn't we do something happy?" Zhao Feng said with a wicked smile.

"Hmm!" Qiao Ying naturally understood what Zhao Feng meant by "happy things", and in an instant, Qiao Ying's pretty face flushed, and she nodded shyly.

"Haha!" Zhao Feng picked up Qiao Ying horizontally, and then strode towards Qiao Ying's big bed.

A night of romance is not enough for outsiders either.

……

The craftsmen of Liaodong have a very high work efficiency, and to Zhao Feng's expectations, just one day later, Li Xin took a good fountain pen and excitedly found Zhao Feng.

"Lord, you are truly a man of God! This thing can actually write! But it's very awkward to write! Li Xindao.

"Awkward? Why is that? Zhao Feng was puzzled, normally speaking, the pen should be very comfortable to write! Even writing with a brush is not as comfortable as a fountain pen! Why does this Li Xin feel awkward?

"Look, lord!" As he spoke, Li Xin picked up the pen, dipped it in a little ink, and then wrote on a pile of waste paper on Zhao Feng's desk.

Zhao Feng looked at it and immediately understood that Li Xin still held the pen with the same grip as a brush, so it would be strange to be able to write well! Later generations know that the correct pen grip, if according to the brush grip, not only can not write well, more importantly, it will damage the pen nib.

"Look, my lord, this thing is too hard, and it's not as comfortable as a brush at all!" Li Xin said with a bitter face.

Actually, Li Xin couldn't understand why Zhao Feng invented this thing when it was so awkward.

"You, brainless!" Zhao Feng scolded with a smile.

Immediately, Zhao Feng took the fountain pen from Li Xinxing's hand, and wrote two big characters on the waste paper with the correct pen grip - fountain pen!

Seeing Zhao Feng's pen holding posture and Zhao Feng's handwriting, Li Xin immediately understood that it seemed that his own pen holding posture was wrong, not that this pen was not easy to use.

"Try again!" Zhao Feng handed the pen in his hand to the ignorant Li Xin.

"Hmm!" Li Xin took the pen and held it according to Zhao Feng's posture just now, as if he ...... It's really comfortable, and in confusion, Li Xin tried to write two words on the paper, and suddenly he felt that this fountain pen was really a good thing!

"How about looking at it again this time?" Zhao Feng looked at Li Xin playfully.

"Yes, it's really good!" Li Xin said embarrassedly.

"According to this way, let's go and produce a batch of pens first!" Zhao Feng commanded.

"Yes! Subordinates understood! Li Xin nodded, the process of making fountain pens, after going through it, he knew it well, and now, even if there are no samples and no drawings, Li Xin can make one alone!

Therefore, Li Xin did not take away the pen on the table.

Li Xin left, Zhao Feng looked at the pen, smiled slightly, and then took the pen out of the study and walked towards Liaodong College, such a thing, he can't wait to let Cai Yong still use Zheng Xuan and the two to evaluate, how is it!

(End of chapter)