Yang Chengzu smiled and hugged her, letting her act coquettishly in her arms. If Leng Feishuang really wanted to retire from the world, he had no objection. Although he spent a lot of money on this saint, he did not think that he had to use it as a bargaining chip and asked the other party to do something for him. After all, she is different from Cen Lian. She is really in love with her, not just using it. She doesn't need to really ask her to do anything, nor does she want the other party to invest for her.

Leng Feishuang asked again: "Aren't you going to ask me about the White Lotus Sect? I am the saint of the sect, the identity of the leader, the position of the chief stadium, and even what chess pieces are there in the officialdom of the sect, and what help are there in the people. Don't you care about these?"

"I can always find these things, I will check them slowly. You are my wife, not my spy. These news should be known to the spy. There is no need for the wife to understand them. I know that you have made a great decision to marry me, and you may even be criticized in the world, but I will not force you to do these things. Come out and be loyal, let alone the leader is very kind to you and you are not good at betraying him. I understand. Your husband, I am very capable. If you want to check the White Lotus Sect, it is just a piece of cake and you can find it sooner or later."

"There is also the one named Li Dazhi. Although he is a thief, since he is your brother, he is my relative. If he can't find his ashes, he finally has a spiritual position. We find a place to set up a tomb for him, which can also be regarded as fulfilling your brother-sister relationship. We can set a rule, only talking about husband and wife affairs, not business affairs, and whoever breaks the rules will be served by the family."

Leng Feishuang of course knew that things were not as simple as he said. The contribution of catching the White Lotus Sect Leader and detecting the White Lotus General Hall is probably more important than the great victory in Jiangnan or the battle against Folangji. This man is just protecting himself and does not want his conscience to be uneasy in the future.

She smiled and said, "You, this time I really lost my old capital. Whether it is a saint or a concubine, it is all fake. I am just like this, flesh and blood, ordinary people, and I am twenty-four years old this year, older than you, an old woman. As a saint in our White Lotus Sect, none of us can be thirty years old, because no matter how powerful it is, at the age of thirty, they are all old women. If you are not suitable for this position, you have to change people. The saint who comes down will find someone to marry.

If it weren't for the arrangement of the sect, few people would like to marry you. Because they were too old, everyone wanted to marry a young woman of fourteen or fifteen years old. An old woman like me, even if she loses money, you are the only one who is willing to be a treasure. I, one has no private house, two has no maids, and three is still a jealous woman. Don't expect me to find you ten or eight young and lovely families, but you will be careful. Maybe you will have a headache when you mention me. You should think that it would be better to waste my martial arts and make me an ordinary woman."

"Also, what is the concubine of the Heavenly Concubine? After the fairy descended to the earth, she always had firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. Have you ever seen the fairy change the child's diapers? I have seen the older saints being frustrated by the child she gave birth to. The child was peeing all over her body, and she was also very embarrassed. When I was doing housework and cooking, I became a yellow-faced woman in a few years. Moreover, my cooking skills were very poor, it was very unpalatable, and my needlework and threading were not very useful except for being a vase."

Yang Chengzu leaned over and stabilized her lips. After the two of them lingered for a while, he said softly: "You, whether it is twenty-four or thirty-four, I have to settle down. You are the woman I like, so don't try to escape. You have also said that the people in the government are so domineering. No matter you escape to the ends of the world, don't even want to get rid of my Wuzhi Mountain, accept your fate, be my concubine, otherwise, I will initiate all the Jinyiwei and find you and capture you back. I will depend on you for the rest of my life."

"No, I'm relying on you. Even if you want to get rid of me, I can't get rid of me, the demon witch. When you get better, I'll give you all to you and fulfill your wish."

The actual trauma of that gunshot wound was not very serious. The real fatal thing was that Su Kuchan was a master of poisoning. He not only infected the weapons, but also fed the lead bullets. In Yang Chengzu's opinion, this behavior was as inefficient as it took him five years to kill a person, but no matter what, the feeling of this poisonous bullet hitting the body was really uncomfortable.

Fortunately, after he was shot, Leng Feishuang immediately took out his life-saving pill and took it to him. The medicine was a life-saving medicine in the White Lotus Sect. It was specially designed to deal with good poisonous hands and was very targeted for Su Kuchan's poison.

In addition, he practiced Tao Zhongwen's anti-Chinese technique, although it was impossible to cultivate a body of immortality, his physical fitness was far superior to that of ordinary people. Not only did he fight in bed for a long time, but his anti-toxicity was far higher than that of ordinary people. In addition, he had good medicine and famous doctors, and seven days later, he finally returned to normal.

In the past few days, the entire Tuen Mun battle has been declared a successful victory. Except for some of the prisoners waiting to be dealt with, other problems have been successfully resolved. The Portuguese have accumulated a huge amount of funds in Tuen Mun and are preparing to show their strength in the next stage. This money has now become the spoils of the Ming Dynasty, used to pay soldiers and pay military expenses, and there is also a huge surplus.

The market in Tuen Mun has resumed business, and the government has made a lot of money by collecting commercial taxes and selling dirt. Wang Wei also began to realize that this is indeed a treasure land.

Its value does not lie in a simple island, but in the long-term benefits brought by the existence of this market. He can value the power of Western equipment and even go to the workshop to supervise the manufacturing of weapons. Naturally, he is not a pedantic person. Seeing the real benefits, he really plans to maintain this trading environment and collect taxes.

In this process, Yang Ji's role was of great importance and has gradually become a key player that businessmen from all sides must pay attention to. Through this Tuen Mun naval battle, even if Yang Ji takes root in Guangdong, his next step is to expand his territory and develop his strength.

At present, Yang Ji has not yet reached the point where the merchants are targeting it, and the business is still going smoothly. In addition, merchants from Ningbo, Hangzhou, Nanjing and other places have sent representatives to talk to Yang Ji about buying dirty things. Even if the Guangdong tribes want to stop it, they cannot stop it this time. For the government, this matter has already entered the track, and the following is to consider the handling of prisoners.

In the square of the castle, someone set up a gallows. Although Yang Chengzu was already in good health, several female relatives were still worried that something might happen to him and supported him and guarded him. Now he can be in charge of the director and must take charge of the handling of prisoners. There is nothing to say about ordinary pirates. However, even the priest Perez and some pirate leaders among the Han people could only be executed by him.

A young executioner was naked, holding a ghost-headed sword in his hand, looking at the prisoners of war, almost spitting out fire. All the prisoners have been tortured in prison these days, with disheveled hair and looking very embarrassed. Yang Chengzu was supported by several wives and came to the soul-catching card, looking down at these unkempt prisoners in a look.

"Li Qi? You are Li Baldou, right? I heard that you are a criminal from Fujian. You ran out of prison and became a pirate. You are such a natural killer. No matter how poor or difficult you are, it is not the reason for you to rob your family for evil. This executioner is called Haiwang. He is from Xiaoshan. He is a villager. He is killed by you and is as deep as the sea of ​​grudges. Today, he serves you on the road. I promise that each of you will not go too well. In twenty years, you will not become a hero, and at most you will be a bear. Haiwang, these people are handed over to you. Revenge your own grudges!"

The young man named Haiwang did not drink like other executioners, but knelt on the ground, kowtowed several times in the direction of his hometown, shouting, "Dad, mother, wife, I'll avenge you!"

Although his sword swing was neat and neat, the position of the knife fell was not very right. He did not cut off his head and did not die immediately. He rolled back and forth on the ground in pain. Haiwang had already held the knife and walked towards the second thief leader. The thief leader was also a huge bandit with a year-old and famous bravery, but he screamed at this time: "Give me some pleasure. I have never been to Xiaoshan, please give me some pleasure."

The sword light fell and screamed. None of the sixteen thief-level figures were cut to death, all of which were in pain. It was not until the last thief-level thief-killing death that several soldiers dragged Perez, who had souls flying over. Mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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