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Chapter 271 I Control the Army, You Control Me

Chapter 271 I am in charge of the army, you are in charge of me

Wei Zi's heart skipped a beat.

There was a smile between Feng Danyuan's eyebrows: "She looks like a hostess. From now on, I will be in charge of the army and you will be in charge of me."

"Really?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Wei Zi felt so regretful that he wanted to bite off his tongue.

"Really." Feng Danyuan squeezed her hand and felt that all his tentacles were warm and greasy.

"I give you one hundred thousand taels of silver a year, and Kang Chuwu will naturally earn back two hundred thousand taels for me. As for Feng Su, it's rare for a woman to like him. If he doesn't marry, he will really end up alone in his life.

." He explained patiently.

Wei Zi was startled, yes, who is Feng Danyuan?

With all his scheming attitude, how could he do a losing business?

"Then next time you answer the question, say more." Wei Zi still had to earn some face.

"I remember." Feng Danyuan replied obediently.

Wei Zi found Feng Danyuan's appearance very interesting and couldn't help but reach out and poke him in the face.

"Um?"

"Can't I poke you in the face?" Doesn't that mean she can do anything?

"Yes, you can give me a kiss, I don't mind."

"..." She minded, his men were not far away.

"Seriously, how do you get back?" Wei Zi asked seriously.

"Two options are to wait for someone to come to rescue you, or to build a boat."

"Ship building? Feng Qing and the others?"

"Feng Qing and the others don't know how, but Kang Chuwu and his brothers do." Feng Danyuan replied.

Wei Zi somewhat understood what he said about squeezing Kang Chuwu's two hundred thousand taels of silver: "Besides building ships, what else will Kang Da's master do?"

"Mining, smelting, and making firearms." Feng Danyuan pointed to the box in the cellar: "There are firearms without gunpowder."

Wei Zi looked at Feng Danyuan with eyes filled with admiration.

"Let me see the bracelet."

Feng Danyuan raised his wrist.

Wei Zi opened the weather software, which showed that today and tomorrow will be calm and good weather.

"It's better to let your army come. You can't stay here for too long."

"It's very nice here. Don't you want to stay for two more days?"

Wei Zi understood what he said and couldn't help but hold his hand: "'Let's go together' means not accommodating anyone, but supporting each other. You have your own way, and I will not be a burden to you.

I won’t let you change your path; similarly, I also have my own path. I used to feel that I could have a brighter future by walking alone, but I was a little lonely. But now that I have you, it’s different."

She pointed to her heart with her other hand: "You are here. No matter where you are, as long as you are here, everything will be perfect."

"So, my function is to be a Bodhisattva who makes you feel at ease?"

Feng Danyuan's eyes were sharp and he tightened his hold on her hand: "Since you are with me, you have what other women have, and you have what other women don't have! As long as I can give it to you, you have it.

So what if you are a burden? I am happy. Not only do I want to be in your heart, but I also want to be by your side, accompanying you day and night. This is perfection."

"Don't talk to me about your reason. My woman doesn't need reason, let alone compromise. I will say this to death today!"

Wei Zi looked at Feng Danyuan blankly.

When she was very young, she would make trouble and get into trouble.

Her father, a professor, fights with her bullies.

Of course she couldn't be beaten. She was beaten until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, but he still protected her and said: Remember, as long as she doesn't do anything illegal or criminal, my daughter can do anything, and dad can protect you!

She heard similar words from another man many years later.

Feng Danyuan said: With him around, she can be willful and do whatever she wants.

She thought of a Western-style wedding for no reason.

During the wedding, the father will hold his daughter's hand and hand her over to her husband, like a baton.

In the past, it was the father who protected his daughter; from now on, it is the husband who protects his wife.


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