White Moonlight's Counterattack [Quick Transmigration]

The servant who followed Zhan Wenchu ​​quickly supported a general who was staggering under his feet, then lowered his head and suppressed a smile. The only one who could say such a thing was his eccentric young master.

Zhan Wenchu ​​stood at the door and paused for a moment, then turned and left, as if he had never been here before, but now he went in, he wondered if he could hold back and teach the kid who talked nonsense in front of the guests pause.

After Zhan Wenchu ​​left, Han Ning glanced at the window, and because Feng Ling was too shocked, she didn't even notice that there was anyone outside, and looked at Han Ning for a long time before she found her voice: "Aren't you afraid that your father will beat you if you talk so nonsense?" Zhan Wenchu ​​said that he believed in his wife and child bride. He is not a fool, and this child is obviously playing tricks on him , It's really disgusting!

Han Ning shook his head helplessly: "So, what people are most willing to believe is always a lie, and the truth is so unacceptable."

Feng Ling stood up directly, her fair cheeks flushed with anger, how did Zhan Wenchu ​​raise his son, such a brat!

Han Ning remained motionless in his seat, looking at Feng Ling calmly: "Do you know what men love most?"

Feng Ling laughed angrily, a brat with no hair at all, talking to him about men?

Han Ning said: "Do you know that there is a kind of love called nurturing?"

Feng Ling really didn't want to continue talking to this brat, but she couldn't stop her curiosity, so she couldn't hold back and said, "What do you mean?"

Han Ning smiled: "The most beautiful thing in this world is to have a perfect lover who understands you, knows you, and is born and grows in line with you, and has an excellent tacit understanding."

"Speaking of this perfect lover, how can there be two people who fit so well in this world? From acquaintance to acquaintance, even if it is the kind that has passed a lifetime, there are still frictions in life with different habits, just like you see On Zhan Wenchu, is Zhan Wenchu ​​really your perfect lover? If Zhan Wenchu ​​accepts you, and you live together in the future, will your future life really be as you wish? No, even if No matter how much love there is, friction is inevitable, but nurturing is different. As Zhan Wenchu's child bride-in-law, I was raised by his side since childhood, like a ball of white clay, fabricated by him into his favorite shape, painted It can be said that I grew up according to the appearance of the perfect lover in his heart, after all, the only one who understands him best in this world is himself.”

Feng Ling swallowed, and involuntarily imagined following Han Ning's words in her mind, and then found that nurturing seemed... really tempting.Isn't a lover raised according to his own habits and preferences a perfect lover?

Seeing Feng Ling's flustered expression, Han Ning held back a smile and continued, "Don't look at me as I am young, just what I am now, after two years from the opening of the five sense organs, I will definitely be as good as a human being, and I will fight Wen Chu was almost in his early thirties at that time, which is the best age for a mature man, how well matched he is."

Han Ning said and looked at Feng Ling with regret: "It's a pity, you are a brother, if you are a man, carefully select a child who satisfies you, and raise him hand in hand from an early age. Your favorite look."

Feng Ling felt it was a pity when she heard the words, why is he not a man.

When Feng Ling left the General's Mansion, and was blown by a cool wind, her dazed mind instantly cleared up, and then she suddenly looked at the entourage beside her: "What happened just now? Am I not in the General's Mansion?"

The little follower looked at his master with a tangled expression: "Just now, the young master was chatting with the young master in the general's mansion about the child's bride-in-law, and... still..."

Feng Ling: "What else??"

Little entourage: "We still had a good chat, and we were full of regrets, and finally left with a look of longing."

Feng Ling's face darkened, and she couldn't help but turn her head to look at the General's Mansion, that child must be too evil.

Han Ning flicked the jade belt on his clothes, and walked leisurely to the backyard. Zhan Wenchu ​​was practicing with a spear, and he was playing with a spear like a tiger. His vigorous muscles and thin clothes couldn't hide it. Yes, Han Ning stood aside with bright eyes, this kind of truly masculine man really makes people like him even more once he sees it.

Glancing at the figure of the child from the corner of the eye, Zhan Wenchu ​​made a gesture of grabbing flowers, and turned to look at the person who came: "Child bride?"

Han Ning ran towards Zhan Wenchu ​​with a smile, and flung himself into his arms with open arms: "Daddy!"

Zhan Wenchu ​​subconsciously stretched out his hand and bent down to hug it, all in one go.

Han Ning wiped Zhan Wenchu's sweat with his sleeves: "That Feng Ling was scared away by me, Daddy, am I great?"

Zhan Wenchu ​​looked at him coldly and said, "Is it a way to ruin Daddy's reputation?"

Han Ning wrinkled his nose: "No way, everyone in the border town doesn't know that Daddy has a son. If he tells the outside world, someone must believe it, or Daddy wants him to pester you all the time?"

Zhan Wenchu ​​snorted: "You are always right, you dare to say such nonsense, it seems that I really spoil you too much."

Han Ning laughed at Zhan Wenchu: "So Daddy is the best daddy in the world."

Zhan Wenchu ​​couldn't help laughing, this kid is used to making people happy.

Probably because Han Ning received too much impact here, Feng Ling didn't stay in the border town at all, and just took people away. Now the official roads inside and outside the border town are basically paved with cement, and the roads are very easy to walk. Kuaima can go from the border town to Ye country in two days, which is closer than the border town to the next town.

Outsiders didn't know why this Feng Ling came and went in such a hurry, Vice General Fan was very curious, so he wouldn't have chased him to the border town, and he backed off knowing that he was a general, right?When I first found out that it was the general, didn't I still look determined.

Regarding Deputy General Fan's curiosity, Zhan Wenchu ​​added another five catties to his load, and if he still has the strength to be curious, it must be due to insufficient training.

After the roads in the entire border town were paved with cement, King Fengyong started the construction of houses. Originally, according to his idea, he planned to sell the cement first. Those wealthy merchants were not short of money, so they could buy cement by themselves to repair the courtyard. Unfortunately, he It’s a good idea, but people may not be willing to pay the money. The effect of these cement pavements is indeed amazing. Some people have traveled far and wide and know that it is absolutely good, but they want to build their own courtyard. It's not necessary, and it's not a house that has been passed down for thousands of years, so why bother to spend a lot of money and effort.

This development is completely inconsistent with what King Fengyong thought. He still hoped to collect some money from these people and prepare more food and grass. In the past year, the people in the border towns have basically been laying roads, but even if they are not laying roads, they will There is no fertile land to grow food, but now that winter is approaching, the granary is not full enough, but those wealthy merchants are not cooperative.

Han Ning looked at a majestic prince, pouring bitter waters with Zhan Wenchu ​​for the little money, Zhan Wenchu, who only knows how to make money in battles, may not say he doesn't understand, but it's funny to hear it.

Han Ning's smile was so dazzling that it was hard for King Fengyong not to notice it. Thinking that he came up with a lot of money-making ideas, King Fengyong's heart moved, and he asked, "Do you sell cement? The way to go out? Only sell domestic merchants."

In fact, it is not difficult to make money from this cement. As long as any far-sighted king knows the existence of this thing, he will definitely be willing to ask for it, but this is not the way King Fengyong wants to earn money.Even though he was defeated in the battle for succession, the world now belongs to the fifth son. If the fifth son is a wise monarch, he will lose if he loses, but the fifth son is not. Since he was in power, he has continuously increased taxes and searched for beauties all over the country. It made the people miserable. Since he came to power, I don’t know how many mob uprisings have happened. This is the world of his Feng family. If the fifth child can’t sit in that seat, let him come. It is possible to let things like cement flow out of the country.

Han Ning said: "The money earned from leather porcelain and colored glaze is enough, so there is no need to continue to search for cement. What we should do now is not how to sell cement to wealthy businessmen for food and grass, but how to rectify slums. Now the cement It is only used for the road surface, and then it can be used for the city wall and used for building houses. The benefits of cement houses have been reflected, are you afraid that no one will come to your door?"

As Han Ning said, he turned and went in and took out a stack of sketches: "These are all designed by me. According to this kind of houses, they will be built for slums. First, those who have nowhere to go will be resettled. It is best to provide care for young children There is something to rely on, and nothing else is important in the border town, what is important is people, and what you need most is not money and food, but people."

After listening to Han Ning's words, King Fengyong looked at Zhan Wenchu: "Your son is really wise and close to a demon. When I choose a concubine in the future, the first choice should be to find a brother. The son born by this brother is really different. Ordinary."

Han Ning silently rolled his eyes in distaste, but he didn't say much. People in this era can waste their lives just for one glance, or they can spend their whole lives respecting each other like a guest for the sake of inheritance, like King Fengyong This kind, if it is a happy prince, it will be fine. If you want to climb up to that position in the future, then love will be involuntary after all. Passing on children is a major event in the country. I have never seen in history that no matter how those emperors dote on one person, there are also three in the harem. Thousands, how many people can there really be with one emperor and one empress.

After King Fengyong finished speaking, he looked down at the blueprint. The houses on it were not the same as the ones he had seen before, but the rows of neat scales looked really nice. The slums were mixed with dragons and snakes, and it was not easy to manage them, but if It is indeed a very fulfilling thing to be able to organize things like this in the future.

However, this kind of matter cannot be decided immediately. If you want to overhaul the slums, it will cost a lot of manpower and material resources, so you have to plan another plan. Thinking of the recent rumors in the army, King Fengyong couldn't help it Chao Zhanwen first tuned with a smile: "I heard that Ziheng's family has a child bride-in-law. I wonder if I can meet her?"

Zhan Wenchu ​​is not very talkative. He doesn’t need to talk on the battlefield. After a battle, he is exhausted and has no strength to speak. However, after killing so many people, even the enemy will have a long time to go. It will take some time to adjust, and slowly, Zhan Wenchu's words will become less and less, but his lack of words does not mean that he will not speak. Just when he was about to retort, a delicate body with a faint fragrance was snuggled up on his arm Coming up, Han Ning raised his eyebrows at King Fengyong and said, "Isn't it right here, what advice does King Fengyong have?"

King Fengyong laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Ziheng, Ziheng, your son is really a living baby. Seeing your family, Aning, I think I have to think about life-long events."

Han Ning hung Zhan Wenchu's arm on his body, and hummed softly at King Fengyong: "Even if you find a brother and give birth to a son, it may not be half as intelligent as mine, so don't count on your son. That's unrealistic."

Zhan Wenchu ​​lightly tapped on the back of Han Ning's head: "How do you talk?"

Han Ning rubbed into Zhan Wenchu's arms: "I'm not happy to tell the truth."

Zhan Wenchu ​​pinched his face: "Just be naughty."

King Fengyong took the blueprints and left with a big laugh. He faced adversity, and with such a child prodigy to help him, and such a close friend who would never leave him, why not worry about his success.

A few days later, after discussions with many staff members of King Fengyong, the construction of the slums began. The slums are all dilapidated temples or thatched houses. Not to mention rainy days, sometimes the wind is stronger, and the entire house can be blown away. Those who live in the slums Either beggars or people with handicapped hands and feet, almost every day people starve to death and freeze to death here, and the corpses are thrown casually in the back hill not far from the slums, which is also a mass grave in the border town, without even a straw mat Just expose the wilderness like that.

King Fengyong asked himself that he had seen many miserable lives, even corpses with broken arms on the battlefield were not uncommon, but after going to the slums, he still felt a pain in his heart. These are his people, and he even He couldn't do the most basic food and clothing. This is what he can see, but what he can't see. At this moment, he suddenly realized what the responsibility of the world is, and at the same time, he became more determined to win the throne.

The reconstruction of the slums can be said to be the focus of the whole city. Many people don't know why King Fengyong went to the slums so hard. Even if he searched the entire slums, he might not be able to find a piece of money.But seeing the houses with novel styles, the tamping that can shelter the wind and rain, makes people feel hot. If they can also have such houses, it would be great. I heard that the houses are made of cement. , some conditions, began to inquire about how to build a house with cement.

What King Fengyong didn't expect was that there was an unexpected joy in rebuilding the slums. He held back the happy event outside, but when he returned to Zhan Mansion and saw Han Ning, he couldn't help hugging Han Ning Get up: "A-Ning, Ah-Ning, you are really my lucky star, a big lucky star!"

Han Ning had no expression on his face, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Daddy! Someone has robbed your son!"

Zhan Wenchu ​​shot from behind unhurriedly, stretched out his long arms, and hugged his son back into his arms.

King Fengyong couldn't hide his smile and said, "Ziheng, do you know who I found in the slums?"

When Zhan Wen first saw him so happy, he couldn't help but wonder: "Who?"

King Fengyong said: "Jade pepper!"

Zhan Wenchu's expression changed slightly: "Yuzijiao, the son of King Wu?"

King Fengyong laughed and nodded: "And in Yuzijiao's hand, there is still the missing military map!"

Seeing Zhan Wenchu ​​couldn't hide his joy, Han Ning pulled Zhan Wenchu's face: "Who is Yuzijiao?"

Zhan Wenchu ​​said: "Son of King Wu, do you know Yujing?"

Han Ning's eyes widened slightly, he didn't know who King Wu was, but Yu Jing naturally knew that he had beheaded tens of thousands of enemy heads with his own power, and even led a hundred thousand lions to pit and kill a hundred thousand people named Liguo. Wan Xiongbing, for life and death caused the country of Li to destroy the country, and the land was merged into Daxia, which became a legend.But later Yujing's whereabouts were unknown, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but that was the matter of the previous emperor. After the first emperor succeeded to the throne, he was named King Wu, but later there was a new King Wu. The current King Wu in the court probably has no soldiers The Yu surname that I have brought is hereditary, who knows what it is called.

King Fengyong was so excited that he couldn't restrain it, he walked back and forth non-stop: "Who would have known that the descendants of King Wu would be in the slums of the border town, but Yuzijiao is in his sixtieth year and his health is very bad. Have someone send him to the palace to recuperate. As for the army map, I have already engraved a copy, and I will send it to you later. Disaster!"

King Fengyong said, looking in the direction of the capital with burning eyes. He originally thought that he would have to plan for many years. If the military formation map left by King Wu can be practiced, how can those soldiers who have not experienced wind and rain under Emperor Ming be able to do so? block!

Han Ning put his arms around Zhan Wenchu's neck. Whatever they could think of, Han Ning could naturally think of, at most three years, at most three more years, maybe they will be able to return to Beijing.At that time, it's time for 'Han Ning''s grudge to be settled.