Nagato has such a slim waist

This is not the Huaxi Village of the past.

The more people there are, the more wealthy people there are.

There is a widow Zhou in the east of the village. Her right hand has been disabled since early years and she cannot do farm work. The son was a small salesman who traveled from house to house. He came in rain or shine, but he could not be of much help to his mother.

Now, Widow Zhou has opened a room in her house, opened a window, and put a few shelves inside to sell the odds and ends brought by her son. The business is booming, and she can make a living without going to the fields.

Next to Widow Zhou, there is a small restaurant opened by Butcher Wang. There are many traders who come to Huaxi Village to do business. It is very convenient to sit here, drink herbal tea and have a meal. Butcher Wang's business is getting better and better. Da, bought a piece of land and expanded the dining room.

Going from house to house, Feng Jingting discovered that the people in Huaxi Village seemed to have opened up a new way of doing business. Everyone had their own brains and could make money.

He took the boy to sit down to eat in the dining room. After asking about it, he found out that Feng Yun encouraged them to do all these things for a living.

"I originally just wanted to set up a meat stall here. If Madam Li Zheng hadn't mentioned it, how would I have thought of opening a food shop?"

Feng Jingting was very surprised.

With Twelve Niang’s temperament of sacrificing her life rather than her wealth, would she pass on the money-making business to others?
"Ms. Li Zheng said it. A prosperous family is not called prosperous, but a prosperous village, a prosperous village, and a prosperous county are the real prosperous things."

"Isn't that true? Mrs. Romasa said that Nagato can't do all the business and cut off other people's wealth."

"If a lady can eat meat, she will not forget to let the big guys take advantage of it..."

They were talking to Feng Jingting and other people in the dining room.

Feng Jingting was dizzy after hearing this.

This Huaxi Village is not the Huaxi Village he knows.

This Feng Twelve Niang is even less like his daughter...

Feng Jingting is not familiar with everything now.

But now Huaxi Village makes him very envious.

This kind of happiness was something that even he, who came from a noble family and grew up in a wealthy family, had never enjoyed.

He said, "I must write a letter when I get back and have a good talk with His Majesty."

Jiang Da listened on the side and whispered: "Have you ever thought about what the situation would be like today if you didn't send Twelve Niangs out of the city?"

Feng Jingting glanced at him and said nothing.

It’s not that I haven’t thought about this, it’s just that it’s useless to think about it.

He said: "Your Majesty said he couldn't see through her, so how could I?"

Jiang Da nodded, as if he thought of something, and suddenly said: "Master, don't forget about my wife..."

Feng Jingting looked sideways, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Da's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked around before lowering his voice, "The prince didn't ask Twelve Niangs for the prescription from Jin Guike..."

"That's all." Feng Jingting waved his hand disapprovingly, "If I ask her, will she give it to me? It's not like you haven't seen how she treated me."

Jiang Da lowered his head and said yes, then asked nervously:

"My wife asked about it when I got back..."

"It's just that I asked, but they didn't give it." Feng Jingting said impatiently: "The blame is on A Ying, a girl with such a good face. I have to persuade her to use some folk remedy. Now it's okay..."

Jiang Da looked at him and didn't dare to say that he also agreed at the beginning.

Now Mrs. Feng's face often breaks out in rashes, and she can't stand the wind. It turns red like a monkey's butt at every turn. They suspected that the prescription of the ointment was wrong, but he began to shirk responsibility.
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Feng Jingting stayed in Andu until dusk before leaving.

Xiaoman sent the person outside the door, and when he came back, he sighed when he saw Feng Yun.

"Master Fu wants to stay for dinner..."

Feng Yun: "He doesn't want to."

Xiaoman looked over in confusion and saw Feng Yun slightly lifting his lips.

"He was afraid he wouldn't be able to pay for food."

Xiao Man burst into laughter.

"My wife is asking for a high price, which scares the prince."

Feng Yun said seriously: "I'm not trying to scare him, I'm serious."

Xiao Man was startled, "Madam, do you really want to teach them Nagato's arithmetic skills?"

Feng Yun: "Of course."

Xiao Man was even more confused, "Why is this? My wife is not even willing to teach me how to work wells, so why do I need to teach arithmetic?"

Feng Yun curled his lips slightly, "There is nothing to teach about wells. As long as they walk around and look at them, they will understand. It's just that there are some things to pay attention to when digging canals and wells. This will not trouble them. But Nagato's exclusive arithmetic is different. , is something that can really be used for bargaining..."

Xiao Man huffed, "Then let them learn, wouldn't it be a loss?"

"It's not a loss." Feng Yun said: "As I just said, benefiting others and benefiting yourself is a great benefit. It would be best if everyone in the world learns it. In the future, it will be more convenient for Nagato to do business."

Xiaoman seemed to understand, and pursed his lips.

"According to the maid's opinion, Mr. Fu is extremely regretful."

"Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world."

"Madam..." Xiaoman suddenly pursed her lips, "Do you blame my sister?"

Feng Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her, "What's wrong with your sister?"

Xiao Man didn't fully know about Da Man's affairs, so he pursed his lips and said, "The Lord Fu said that my sister is now accompanying Lord Qi and dotes on the harem..."

As she spoke, her voice became much softer.

"It's been so long, and she hasn't sent a letter. I used to think that she was just living too hard and wanted those things too much, that's why she was like this. Unexpectedly, she got everything now, but left me and Madam, I forgot..."

Feng Yun was noncommittal, "Everyone has his or her own ambitions."

Did Daman forget that she didn't listen to Feng Jingting, but waited to hear Daman himself?
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With the moon rising above the willow branches, Pei Madang hurried back slowly.

Feng Yun was sitting cross-legged by the window, with a short wooden table in front of her and pens and papers. She was writing and drawing, her cheeks rosy and filled with a faint smile.

"Your Majesty is back? There is food left on the stove for you. Xiaoman..."

"No need." Pei Madang interrupted her to greet Xiaoman and sat down, "I've eaten."

Feng Yun looked up, saw his relaxed expression, narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Any good news?"

Pei Ran hummed, his eyes swept over her exposed white feet, his eyelids twitched, he walked over and carefully closed the window, and then came back to cover her.

"Guess what I brought you?"

Feng Yun was suspicious: "What?"

Pei Ran took out a ball of cloth from his arms and shook it in front of her.

It was a bright red robe embroidered with mandarin duck patterns. When she arrived in Andu, she had nothing to do and started embroidering the wedding dress. This robe was also one of the dowries she prepared for herself.

Later, she moved to Huaxi Village and left a lot of things behind, but she didn't care.

Now when I see the old things again, I feel like I am from another world.

She came over and said, "Thank you."

Pei Man stared into her eyes, and in his mind she was sitting under the lamp, embroidering the wedding dress with her own hands, stitch by stitch...

"Before Andu City was destroyed, were you still waiting for Xiao San to marry you?"

Feng Yun was silent.

Because what Pei Ran said is actually correct.

She really wanted to marry Xiao Cheng at that time...

If she hadn't come back before the city was destroyed, it would have ended tragically according to the footsteps of her previous life.

"What happened in the past, why are you bringing it up?" Feng Yun put the obscene garment aside quietly, without looking too concerned.

"I heard that the king is planning to transform the general's palace into a palace?"

Pei Madang nodded: "I have nothing to do, and I don't live there either. I went to check it out today. The house is spacious, bright, large and luxurious. It can be done with a little repair and renovation."

At the beginning, Feng Jingting was also a big spender. When he took office as Andu County, he was very lively and built a lot of construction projects in the former county governor's mansion.

It can be said that the best house in the entire Andu County belongs to the old Feng family.

Even for Feng Yun, the most unfavored daughter, the Meixiang Pavilion where she used to live had arch bridges and corridors, corner pavilions and ponds, flowers and trees, rockery stone carvings, and a number of maids...

Feng Yun thought of the past and smiled.

"By doing this, Your Majesty, I think I can silence the mouths of the courtiers."

Pei Madang: "No one objects to digging canals to divert water."

Feng Yun glanced at him and said, "If you are a capable king, you are truly capable, and if you are a prodigal, you are truly a prodigal."

She just took over the construction of a small house from Feng Jingting today, and then Pei Manang dedicated the best house in Andu County.

Pei Ran frowned when he saw her face.

"Yunniang doesn't want to?"

Feng Yun shook his head and chuckled, his voice soft, "The house doesn't belong to me, so why wouldn't I want to? Besides..."

She glanced at Pei Ran, her eyes full of tenderness.

"You have to give up small profits to get big benefits. The difference between gains and losses is nothing more than this."

Pei Madang breathed a sigh of relief, "Yun Niang has great wisdom. Give others benefits and you will get the benefits. Extreme glory will lead to humiliation, only virtue can survive."

Feng Yun glanced at him.

"Did your Majesty listen to what others said?"

Pei Ran: "I read it in your book."

Feng Yun was stunned and laughed softly.

"What book are you reading? You and I can discuss it."

Pei Mant grabbed her ankle, bent down and picked her up, "Let's discuss it on the couch."

The day was interrupted in the middle of the day, and the two of them were busy with their own affairs, but they didn't find a chance to have a good relationship.

Feng Yun knew that he was a little impatient...

But he still couldn't help it, struggled to escape from his grasp, and asked in a low voice.

"When will the construction of the river channel be started?"

Pei Ran said: "It starts from Xinyi Mingquan in the south and ends at Andu Huaxi in the north. The total length is about one hundred and sixty-eight miles. The survey will take time, so there is no need to rush..."

Mingquan?

Huaxi?

Feng Yun was stunned for a moment, with surprise on his face.

"The king is saying that the ferry will be built in Huaxi Village?"

Pei Ran glanced at her with no expression on his face.

"The largest river basin in Andu County is the Changhe River. Judging from the topography, it is most suitable for building a ferry. The most labor-saving is Huaxi. Taking advantage of the dry season, widening the Changhe River will also save time..."

It was rare for him to say so many words, and Feng Yun nodded repeatedly.

"I almost thought that the king wanted to open a dock just for me for personal gain..."

Pei Ran lowered his head and pinched her cheek, "What good thing are you thinking of?"

"Of course your Majesty is not such a person." Feng Yun smiled softly and said, "But I still take advantage."

"Oh?" Pei Ran raised his eyebrows.

Feng Yun said: "The person with the most land in Huaxi is me. The person with the most land in Mingquan is still me... Then for the rest of my life, I only need to sit on the docks on both sides and raise the price, and I will be rich until I grow old."

Pei Ran lowered his head, brushed the long hair around her cheeks, gently lifted it and slowly guided it down, and fell on her slender jade neck. There was a layer of lust in his eyes.

"Then how can Ms. Yun thank me?"

A dense numbness followed his fingers and climbed up his spine.

Feng Yun's mind couldn't think straight away. (End of chapter)