Planning to marry the third master

Xie Yunxiao knew that Feng Zhuohua was going to the Poetry and Painting Building and frowned, saying, "This talented girl in the Poetry and Painting Building is troublesome."

Feng Zhuohua agreed and said: "Well, I plan to let him go this time and not get involved in the future. Because of Chen Haonan's cooperation, I have to ask him to find someone else."

Xie Yunxiao said: "Don't worry about that little business. From now on, you are my man, and I will cooperate with the Xie Mansion after all. If you don't think too much, others in the manor will think too much, which is troublesome."

"That's true. I have a private business with him, and people in the palace will definitely know about it. When my aunt sees that I don't help but wants to cooperate, she might say that I am unreasonable."

"We'll talk about this later." He stepped forward and hugged her. He was so busy these days that she didn't even have time to come.

"What are you busy with recently?" I haven't seen anyone for several days.

Xie Yunxiao said: "I am busy with the bank affairs. If I use your name, I will have to meet with several officials. However, I represent the Xie Mansion and they all think it is a business of the Xie Mansion."

"What should I do?" I couldn't tell clearly.

Xie Yunxiao said: "The families have been separated."

Feng Zhuohua was surprised for a moment, and then asked happily: "Can we leave Xie's Mansion and live a small life?"

Don't like Xie Mansion so much? Xie Yunxiao looked at the person in his arms. He also knew a thing or two about her past life. Why didn't he know her earlier and take care of her? He said, "There must be a reason to ask me to move out."

Feng Zhuohua guessed and asked, "Isn't it possible that the 300,000 yuan I asked for was given to you?"

Xie Yunxiao nodded and said: "I thought I would grow old like my second uncle, but now it seems that I am blessed and luckier than my second uncle."

Feng Zhuohua said: "I heard that Mr. Xie, who was separated, got two hundred thousand taels. At that time, I thought it was quite a lot. Then when I opened my mouth, I thought of three hundred thousand taels. Let me ask for a little more for you. "

Xie Yunxiao curled his lips and said, "I can ask for half a million, but thirty is enough. I have the ability, and I can start a business with little or no money."

"Isn't that a loss of two hundred thousand? If I had known, I would have discussed it with you." Feng Zhuohua was annoyed.

"No, it's fine with me. I also have a lot of private rooms. Only you know about them."

That's a lot of money, Feng Zhuohua said: "It's impossible that all those private houses came from the Xie Mansion's property, right?" She wanted Xie Yunxiao's secret.

Xie Yunxiao didn't intend to hide it, and said: "My own property is to build a bookstore in Xie's house and set up a few printing workshops, and then I can do business with my family."

Feng Zhuohua felt that Xie Yunxiao was really powerful and had planned for him early. "anything else?"

He is a business genius, so he naturally said: "If you know some capable people, if you have the ability, invest some money, and you will get some small money."

"It's 37-70 and you don't care about anything?"

Xie Yunxiao said lightly "Yeah!"

What a golden pimple. I am afraid he is richer than the God of Wealth. He said: "Am I the only one who knows this secret?"

"Yeah." The two chatted very late.

Lingering is indispensable at night...

The man's gentle words came out in the dark night, "After crossing the clear road, I will stop taking the anti-pregnancy medicine. Taking too much will be bad for your health."

The woman's voice was like a cat's, murmuring softly: "Yes, I listen to you."

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Poetry and Painting Building

Since the announcement of the competition had already spread, many people came not for the competition, but to meet Jun Hua himself. The last time a woman disguised herself as a man to sign books, she won a group of loyal book fans, and they will definitely come to cheer for her idol today.

A woman named Li Feifei was already waiting there. Feng Zhuohua was dressed in moon-white clothes. She caused a commotion when she got off the carriage. After the last time, Zong Chen and Zong Ming did not dare to stay three steps away from Feng Zhuohua.

"Junhua!"

"Junhua!"

"Junhua!"

"..."

The shouts became more and more uniform, and Feng Zhuohua was embarrassed to ignore these people who liked her. She walked all the way to express her gratitude.

There was only one stand reserved for her upstairs in the Poetry and Painting Building after finally reaching it. There were really too many people there, not only women but also many men.

Feng Zhuohua said to everyone, "Thank you all for your support!"

"Junhua!~~~~"

Such enthusiasm is rare throughout the ages.

There was also a woman on the stage. She looked at Feng Zhuohua for a long time. She felt a little timid and stepped forward and asked, "I wonder if Junhua has finished writing [Records of the Mortal World]?"

I have been writing quickly during this period, and I don’t know how many copies of the book I have sold. Feng Zhuohua said, “It’s almost done.”

The audience shouted: "Junhua!"

"Junhua!"

"..."

Li Feifei asked again: "Can Junhua reveal the ending?"

Seeing that he was a book fan of hers, Feng Zhuohua shook his head and said, "I have an agreement with the bookstore, I'm sorry."

That's okay, Li Feifei said: "I wonder if I can make friends with Jun Hua."

Feng Zhuohua thought of his past intentions, curled his lips, looked at Li Feifei and said, "Okay, beat me first."

The maid came up and said: "We have been having a competition in the Poetry and Painting Building for a long time. Miss Li is also very brave today. Everyone, give Miss Li some applause."

They were all here to support Junhua, and there were only sporadic applause.

The maid was not embarrassed and said: "It is the rule of the Poetry and Painting House to ask each other questions." She asked Xiang Feng Zhuohua, "Can Miss Li ask the question first?"

Feng Zhuohua nodded. "Miss Li, please."

Li Feifei's first question was about math, which was Feng Zhuohua's fatal weakness. She was not annoyed, but said happily: "Miss Li is so smart, I feel ashamed."

Everyone was embarrassed when they lost the first question, but as we all know, Miss Feng was the least familiar with math. Three chances to pass the question, it doesn't matter. Feng Zhuohua gave a relatively simple answer and asked: "The origin of the peach and plum blossoms all over the world?"

Isn't this a question that often comes up in poetry and painting studios? Some people feel sorry for the question. Of course Li Feifei also answered quickly.

In the second question, Li Feifei was still good at math, but Feng Zhuohua was still good at it.

The second question, Feng Zhuo Hua, is also very simple, the origin of the Deng Wen Drum.

In the previous competition, the question was asked about her name. This time the question was changed. The woman only had to name a source. Of course she was deliberately making things up.

Li Feifei got the answer right, and she still answered the third question with math skills.

Fengzhuohua Fushen said: "I lost." Three chances have passed.

Some people were dissatisfied, and the Poetry and Painting House also felt that Miss Li's victory was disgraceful. Someone said: "Jun Hua obviously has difficult questions about the law, but he asks some simple ones. Miss Li specializes in arithmetic skills to win."

Feng Zhuohua said: "That's because Miss Li did her homework when she came. I don't think there is anything wrong with her. If you win, you win. If you are not convinced, you can challenge Miss Li in the future." She helped Li Feifei speak.

A woman shouted loudly: "I don't accept it!"

Feng Zhuohua stretched out his hand: "Girl, please come on stage."

The woman came on stage and stood in Feng Zhuohua's position. Feng Zhuohua said to the maid, "Let's start over."

The maid nodded and started again.

She came off the stage again and asked herself three questions. Then the girl on the stage continued to compete, and she quietly left. After leaving the Poetry and Painting Building, Shuangxi said: "Miss, you are too agile and not sloppy at all."

Feng Zhuohua said: "Go back and pack up. We are going to Bianjing and have some fun on the way."

"okay."

Feng Zhuohua had never left Jinling, so he was naturally very happy when he thought of being able to go out and have some fun.