Feng Xiying finished breakfast and pulled Qinghe out with great interest.

Since they were determined to work hard to make money, how could this small setback easily defeat Feng Xiying, and the two embarked on the long road of finding a bunk.

After noon, the master and servant squatted on the side of the road and nibbled on buns.

Feng Xiying was a little frustrated, and asked so many shops, either the rent was too high, or they were unwilling to transfer, or the place was too small, and there was no one who was satisfied.

Feng Xiying's mind popped up again with the three-story building from yesterday.

Shaking his head to shake the thought out of his mind, Feng Xiying stood up and shouted: "Feng Xiying! You can definitely do it! ”

Qinghe was suddenly startled, the buns rolled to the ground, she stared at the buns distressedly, and complained: "Miss, what are you doing?" ”

"You're done, let's keep looking!" Feng Xiying finished speaking and strode forward.

Qing He looked at the buns on the ground, and then at the back of Feng Xiying leaving, stomped his feet, gritted his teeth and chased after him.

Five days later, the master and servant appeared at the gate of King Yong's mansion.

Feng Xiying said to the janitor with a flattering face: "Please report a letter to King Yong, I am really here to discuss business." ”

The little guy didn't even glance at him, and he ignored Feng Xiying.

This person has been standing here for half an hour, is King Yong something that ordinary people can see if they want to? also talked about business with King Yong, which is really unbelievable.

Feng Xiying was still chattering in the Tang monk style on the side, and suddenly a voice came from behind: "Huh? ”

Feng Xiying turned around when she heard the voice, and felt a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

I just came back from the task, and I saw someone at the door from a distance, and when I walked in, didn't this dress be the same style as the prince?

I remember that I still went to buy clothes at that time, and I gave a congratulatory gift to the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Could it be that this weak scholar in front of him is... Prime minister's daughter?

Feng Xiying still didn't remember where she had seen this face, but since there was a familiar face to find, it was better than grinding it with this little guy like wood, so she stepped forward and said, "Brother, it's been a long time." ”

He looked Feng Xiying up and down, and laughed out loud, "Aren't you just..."

"Yes, yes, yes! It is under the, Cai Siyong. Feng Xiying hurriedly picked up his words.

Cai Siyong? Stomping on Yong? The daughter of this prime minister's mansion uses a different name to take advantage of the prince.

He asked with a smile on his face, "You came to find the prince?" ”

Feng Xiying nodded like pounding garlic, and responded: "That's right, that's right!" I wonder if my brother can help me introduce me? ”

He nodded to the little guy, walked to the house, and said, "Come with me." ”

Feng Xiying immediately raised her calf, followed closely behind, and passed by the little guy and made a grimace at him.

Qinghe did the same, and he hurriedly followed after making a grimace.

He took Feng Xiying to a side hall and said, "Young Master Cai, wait a minute, I'll go to the prince." ”

"I'm tired of my brother." Feng Xiying immediately replied.

He returned to the study and said to King Yong, "Lord, Cai Siyong, the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, came to visit." ”

King Yong was lying on the chaise longue and asked lazily: "Isn't the prime minister's surname Feng?" Where did the son surnamed Cai come from. ”

"Oh, he still has an identity, your fiancée, Feng Xiying." Pick up the answer.

King Yong sat up, "What is she doing here?" ”

"Say yes to you, the prince... Talk about business. He spoke uncertainly.

"Talking about business? Oh, I'm a little curious what else she can do. Let's go, let's see. After speaking, King Yong stood up and walked out the door.

Walking to the door and suddenly stopped, "What did you just say her name was?" ”

I didn't react to King Yong's meaning for a while, and replied: "Feng Xiying." ”

"Not this." King Yong said in disgust.

"Cai Siyong?" Pick up and answer carefully.

"Cai Siyong, Cai Siyong!" King Yong gritted his teeth and read it, then turned around and went back to the chaise longue and lay down.

"The prince is gone?" I really can't figure out the mind of this King Yong.

"I want to see it, but Miss Feng likes the number four so much, so let her wait for four hours." Yongwangpi replied with a smile.

Feng Xiying waited in the side hall for half an hour, drank three cups of tea, and did not see the shadow of King Yong.

Looking at Yongdao again, there was still no ghost, Feng Xiying sat down in his position and took something in his arms.

I already knew that the stingy King Yong would make things difficult for him, but fortunately he was smart and prepared.

Feng Xiying took out a pair of flying chess pieces for a while, beckoned Qinghe to sit down, and the two of them played.

Qinghe has now become a brain-dead fan of flying chess. Seeing Feng Xiying take out the flying chess, her eyes were shining.

Qinghe doesn't know where the young lady knows such a fun thing, neither like Go is profound, nor difficult to understand chess, suitable for all ages, simple to operate, and fair, it is completely by luck to win, it is perfect for Qinghe!

The master and servant were immediately addicted to the charm of flying chess and could not extricate themselves.

Qinghe has won again! When he looked up and was about to applaud in celebration, his face suddenly changed, and he knelt down.

Feng Xiying was still immersed in the grief and indignation of losing at this time, and saw Qinghe suddenly kneel down and said, "I won't blame you, why did you make such a big gift?" ”

Qinghe still knelt and didn't speak, and Feng Xiying suddenly had an ominous premonition.

She turned her head stiffly and saw King Yong standing behind her with an ugly face.

Feng Xiying was so frightened that she slipped off the chair and stammered, "Wang... Lord, when did you come? ”

Originally, I wanted to give Feng Xiying a little color, so I hung her in the side hall, but I found it and reported that Feng Xiying played in the side hall. King Yong felt uncomfortable when he thought about it, and when he came to take a look, Feng Xiying even brought his own props and had a lot of fun.

King Yong snorted coldly: "You are really leisurely and elegant, and you have come to play chess in this palace." ”

Feng Xiying had already recovered from the shock at this time, stood up and tidied up her clothes, and said to King Yong: "Xiaosheng Cai Siyong pays a visit to King Yong." ”

Dare to mention the name? Did she Feng Xiying feel that she was blind and couldn't see her disguised as a man?

"Do you know what happens to deceiving this king?" King Yong shook the folding fan and sat back on the main seat.

Feng Xiying was stunned for a moment, how could she say that she had lied without saying a word?

Yong Dynasty picked up a look, and immediately reminded: "Pull out your tongue, Miss Feng." ”

As soon as she heard this title, Feng Xiying understood what King Yong meant, and she thought that she was full of points for disguise, but it turned out that King Yong already knew.

"The little woman Feng Xiying visited King Yong." Feng Xiying saluted again and showed her identity.

King Yong disdainfully said, "What are you looking for this king?" ”

As soon as Feng Xiying heard that he went straight to the point, she immediately knelt down and licked: "The little girl has come to do business with the prince." ”

King Yong glanced at her, "Business? It's up to you? ”

Seeing his attitude, Feng Xiying wanted to punch him over, but now he has to ask for others, be patient, and be patient.

Feng Xiying squeezed out a smile, stepped forward and said, "Lord Wang, I have an idea, do you want to listen to it?" ”

King Yong tasted the tea, and then said slowly: "Let's talk about it." ”

"There is a wasteland in the east of the city, which was originally a green building, does the prince have an impression?" Feng Xiying asked.

Of course, King Yong has the impression that every inch of land in the capital is expensive, and that land covers a large area, but because it has been haunted and vacant for a long time, King Yong is also very headache, Feng Xiying actually fell in love with that land?

"It seems to be a little impressive, what? Miss Feng still wants to go on an adventure in a haunted house? King Yong teased as he pretended not to care.

"Look, Lord Wang, that piece of land is empty now, why don't you sell him to me, you can make a profit, and you can get rid of such a mess, isn't it a double win?" Feng Xiyingyou said.

Feng Xiying's words are indeed right, if someone is willing to accept that land, it will be beneficial and harmless to King Yong, but because the object is Feng Xiying, King Yong does not want to sell it.

"The Prime Minister is so rich? Got enough money to buy a haunted wasteland? "King Yong.

Feng Xiying smiled and said: "It's not the Prime Minister's Mansion that wants to buy it, it's that I want to buy it." It's useless for the prince to keep the land anyway, so it's better to do a favor and sell the land to me. ”

"You?" King Yong looked her up and down, "Are you rich?" ”

"A little bit of private money, a little bit of private money. What does the prince mean to agree to sell? Feng Xiying felt the dawn of hope enveloping her.

Looking at Feng Xiying's kneeling and licking herself, King Yong felt extremely comfortable, it was best to have a way for her to kneel and lick herself like this all the time.

"Sell..." King Yong deliberately lengthened his voice to observe Feng Xiying's reaction, and found it very interesting.

Feng Xiying stared at King Yong, her eyes were full of expectant little stars.

"It's impossible to sell." As soon as King Yong's words came out, Feng Xiying's face immediately collapsed.

"But!" King Yong's voice was as follows, and Feng Xiying's face rose again.

"I can rent it to you." King Yong himself couldn't help but praise himself. Rent it to Feng Xiying, isn't it easy to handle her in the future?

Feng Xiying's face twitched after hearing this, and she slandered in her heart, King Yong really deserves to be a model of slamming the door, and he is not willing to let go of a piece of wasteland. But this is finally the beginning of entrepreneurship.

After thinking about it, Feng Xiying asked with a smile: "How is the rent of the prince going to be calculated?" ”

"The monthly rent is one hundred taels of silver, and if you can use the vacant land, the king will share one percent of the profits you receive!" King Yong said politely.

"You wicked charter man!" Feng Xiying couldn't bear it anymore and finally broke out.

King Yong was not angry when he heard her words, he stood up with a smile and was about to leave.

"Oh, charter man, no, handsome His Royal Highness King Yong, you wait." Feng Xiying hurriedly went up and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and there was a snapping sound.

King Yong looked at her little hand holding the corner of his clothes thoughtfully, and said thoughtfully: "If Miss Feng is unwilling, then forget it." Anyway, this king is not short of this money. ”

"Rent! Why not rent! It's just this share..." Feng Xiying felt that her heart was dripping blood, and she wanted to fight for it again.

"Love to rent or not to rent." King Yong brushed away Feng Xiying's hand and was about to leave.

"Deal!" Feng Xiying once again grabbed the corner of King Yong's clothes and gritted her teeth.

King Yong looked back at her with a smile, "Isn't this a joy for all?" ”

I rejoice in you big-headed ghost! Feng Xiying had already beaten King Yong into a pig's head in her heart.

With a smile on her face, Feng Xiying echoed: "Isn't it?" Get rich together, get rich together! ”