"This is normal. I want to take Yi Yan as a disciple of the closed family to inherit my husband's mantra. Such a big thing is naturally impossible to do casually. Of course, I have to choose an auspicious day to ask the witnesses to have a saint to drink this cup of Master's tea~, right? I am sending a post to some old friends. I passed by Yi Yan's gate, but it seemed like it was very lively here, so I came over to take a look."

"So that's it. The strange minister has never received any news." Zhang Zhenjun said.

"Not strange, no strange, let alone General Zhang is a military general, it is different from the circle we are waiting for. Besides, I have just started to post a post, and even some old friends have not received the news, let alone General Zhang." said Master Wen.

"In this way, the official also wants to congratulate Lord Wen for being a good disciple, and fortunately Lord Xifeng became a good teacher." Zhang Zhenjun said. He had a smile on his face, but his heart was secretly awe-inspiring, and his desire to marry Feng's mansion became strong.

The huge hidden wealth of the Feng family is a huge network of relationships that has not yet been touched to the end. In addition, Feng Yiyan has even formed a master relationship with Lord Wen and became a closed disciple who has inherited the legacy of Lord Wen... Zhang Zhenjun has sufficient reason to believe that as long as he captures the Feng family, he can capture a huge network of relationships that the fourth prince has always dreamed of. With this network, coupled with the influence of their Zhang family in the army, the fourth prince's fight for the throne is definitely just around the corner! His fingertips couldn't help but jump gently, stick out his tongue, licked his somewhat dry lips, and his gloomy eyes were planning something.

However, no matter what you plan to suppress Feng Honglin, it is the top priority for Zhang Zhenjun!

"Okay, now that General Zhang doesn't mind that I'm the referee, then can we start now?" Lord Wen looked at Feng Honglin.

"Of course!" Feng Honglin nodded, and then gave You Jiang who had been following him a wink. You Jiang nodded gently and stepped forward...

First, he gave a gift to the adults present, and then walked towards the betrothal gift box that seemed a bit shabby compared to Zhang Zhenjun's jewel-like betrothal gift team.

There is no need to mention the Hongyan, wedding cake, fresh fruits and so on. Both of them are similar. After all, both of them are purchased from the same place. What is the difference?

By the way, I have to mention here that if those families who are more particular about food and pay attention to their marriage, this kind of wedding cake and fresh fruit will never be purchased from outside. Fresh fruits in all seasons will be introduced from the villages outside their own suburbs. They usually choose to make wedding cake and pastries in their own kitchens! Because of such a family, there are usually some special food recipes in the family that can be made with very strong personal characteristics that cannot be made outside. This unique thing represents each face and the background of the family.

If possible, Zhang Zhenjun certainly wanted to do this, but why, their Zhang family has been in the military for generations, and they have only known all the ten or nine orifices of these exquisite things. They still have no idea! If he really wants to do it in his own kitchen, he will use his skills to show his skills even if others don’t say it in person, and he will point fingers behind his back. Instead of making a shameful situation, it is better to buy it directly with money and be comfortable~

If Zhang Zhenjun is not in his own condition, Feng Honglin has no choice. After all, since he has determined the way to deal with Zhang Zhenjun's shameless behavior, they have been scrambling for time. It is too late to do things like slow work and meticulous work like wedding cakes.

Therefore, in this regard, Zhang Zhenjun and Feng Honglin had a draw. Well, it cannot be said that they were tied. It should be said that Zhang Zhenjun won a small game in this - his packaging of these things looked much higher-end, elegant and upscale than Feng Honglin.

Next is cloth materials, needless to say, Feng Honglin can't compare this one~ Zhang Zhenwu won this item completely.

Next comes the head and face jewelry...

Yes, this item is even more important. There are a few companies that Zhang Zhenjun took out to compare with the entire capital, especially...

He touched his nose guiltily, and said that when he was a big man, these things were actually taken out by the Feng family! I was very glad that the old lady of the Feng family had never expected to bring Feng Feifei and Feng Honglin into a pile, and planned to take Feng Feifei to show this year. Therefore, she specially helped Feng Feifei get a few more new sets of jewelry from her family, and at the same time she exploded the jewelry from her earlier years. Otherwise, she would not be able to get such old jewelry to support the rules of recruitment at this time.

Of course, the head and face jewelry that was prepared for this state of emergency was completely incomparable to Zhang Zhenjun, so another Zhang Zhenjun won the victory!

Compared with each other, Feng Honglin suffered repeated defeats and suffered repeated defeats... Not to mention Zhang Zhenjun, Li Matchmaker and others, at this moment, even the onlookers outside began to feel a little unable to hold on, and the comments about Feng Honglin overestimating his abilities began to vaguely come from the crowd.

"Next..." Just as You Jiang was about to walk to the next box, Feng Honglin suddenly spoke.

"I'll drive the next one."

"Yes~" You Jiang responded, stood by his hands and gave up his position to Feng Honglin.

"What is this?!" The moment when I opened the box lid and saw what was inside, Lord Wen suddenly jumped up...

"This, what is this?!"

"Impossible, impossible..."

His eyes widened, Lord Wen was like a super pervert who saw a beautiful woman in the world, and his saliva almost flowed down.

He rubbed his hands hard, then wiped his clothes hard, and his eyes that were almost as close as the copper bell were not willing to move away from the things contained in the box. He tried hard to swallow his saliva. A loud "gudong" sound came from the bottom of Lord Wen's throat. Finally, he found his voice back...

"Well, I, can I take a look?" Then he rubbed the already clean hand hard on his clothes a few more times. Lord Wen raised his head with some difficulty and reluctance and looked at Feng Honglin.

"This, you are afraid you want to ask Uncle Shi. After all, I have given these kids these kids to the Feng family as a betrothal gift for a marriage proposal." Feng Honglin said.

"If the teacher wants to see it, you can just look at it here..." Feng Yiyan looked bitter and reluctant, but the other party was his master who would become a disciple. No matter how reluctant he is, he had to give up with tears...
Chapter completed!