Wei Zi smiled, her eyebrows relaxed: "Know yourself and your enemy."
In this strange era, everything is worth trying, and her new life is not in vain.
"Let's get to know each other again, my name is Wei Zi." Wei Zi smiled and stretched out her hand towards Feng Danyuan.
Feng Danyuan looked at her clean smile.
Due to the application of a thin layer of powder, Wei Zi's face was more delicate and graceful than before. Feng Danyuan had seen all kinds of beautiful women, but compared with Wei Zi at this time, those beauties were too thin.
Only the layers of light behind the peony flower in front of him attracted him to stop and admire it again and again.
He didn't understand what Wei Zi meant by stretching out his hand. He guessed that it was similar to a fist between men, so he stretched out his hand: "Feng Danyuan, twenty-five years old, unmarried and has no concubines. He has a son, his mother is Wei Zi."
Wei Zi held his hand and smiled softly: "How about you leave your child to me?"
Feng Danyuan held her hand with his backhand and said with a smile: "Okay, I will take him to your place in two days."
Wei Zi's heart softened. Something that was difficult to do more than two months ago was solved just like this.
"What do you think about the name of the child? Either a nickname or a nickname will do. It's not easy to call him 'Little Fatty' or 'Little Fatty', right?" Since he respects her, she will naturally reciprocate the favor and ask him about his thoughts on the child.
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Feng Danyuan frowned slightly: "Who dares to call him 'little fat man'?"
Wei Zi laughed dryly and withdrew his hand: "You."
Isn't that what he called the child the last time he saw him?
Feng Danyuan refused to admit it: "No, I just said, 'Why is this kid so fat?'"
Not worrying about this anymore, he immediately changed the topic: "He is from the generation with the character 'Jia'. As for his name...'Yu', Feng Jiayu."
Wei Zi saw that Feng Danyuan had chosen the name of the child in the blink of an eye, and was surprised: "So fast?" Didn't the ancients always count the eight characters when naming?
Feng Danyuan thought differently, thinking that Wei Zi thought he treated the child too casually, so he said: "Then I will ask the emperor to issue an edict to name him tomorrow."
Wei Zi quickly waved her hand: "No need! Feng Jiayu, it's very good, very good! The strokes are not too many, and the child's name will be written quickly in the future."
Feng Danyuan asked strangely: "All you require of your name is that you write it quickly?"
Wei Zi nodded: "It's just a title. It's simple and easy to remember. There's no need to put too much expectations and pressure on the child."
Feng Danyuan asked: "Do you want your child to be a wealthy and idle person?"
Wei Zi replied: "No, I hope he can do what he wants to do and become the person he wants to be. If you have to be rich and idle, that's fine, just rely on your own efforts."
Feng Danyuan nodded: "I think the same as you on this point. I don't have any spare money for him to squander."
Wei Zi asked garrulously: "You don't have much money?"
Feng Danyuan glanced at her: "My annual salary is only seven or eight thousand taels of silver." This is a shortcoming, isn't it?
Wei Zi was surprised: "No other income?" She believed in Feng Danyuan's salary, but with his identity and status, how could he only have a salary?
Feng Danyuan was displeased: "Do I look like a corrupt official?"
"Not like..."
Feng Danyuan raised his eyebrows: "Do you think I'm poor?"
Wei Zi smiled awkwardly: "I don't mean that, I'm just asking out of curiosity."
Thinking of what Su Nian said, Feng Danyuan would send money, clothing and food to the families of soldiers who died in the war every year. If he had no other source of income, then the salary would really not be enough for him... In other words, he
Maybe he is really broke.
Thinking of this, Wei Zi looked at Feng Danyuan again, her eyes a little complicated.
