The flower girl immediately beamed. She picked up the tea cup and drank a few sips, then put it down and continued:

"I have one more thing."

"Oh, you little lady, why are you in such trouble?" Feng Junhou became a little impatient, "If there is anything else, I can tell you everything."

"I want to ask people from the Nanxiang Engineering Team to supervise the construction of this yard. I don't want a wooden yard, I want a brick yard, made of cement, big red bricks, nice looking!"

This aesthetic is so damn corny!

Feng Junhou secretly complained in his heart.

It's just that the Han Dynasty regards itself as the virtue of fire, mainly red.

Red is the color that everyone likes, it’s the national color.

"very expensive!"

Cement is not the inferior cement that was first used to pave roads and was called artificial stone, but calcined cement that is barely qualified.

It's just that the yield rate is extremely low, resulting in low output.

The main reason is that the temperature is difficult to control.

The calcined cement produced in the entire Han Dynasty was not enough for the royal family and the powerful.

People like the Meng family who want to use cement to build their houses have to wait in line for at least ten years if they can get their turn.

Of course, it’s still the same sentence, who told Meng Huo to have a good daughter?

Lady Hua patted her chest and said grandly: "I'm not short of money!"

"That's no problem. I'll give you a souvenir. When you return to Nanxiang, just take my souvenir and find someone."

The reconstruction of Chang'an is a big project.

Big projects mean big money and water.

To build a model project for the Meng family, are you afraid that wealthy families who move to Chang'an in the future won't rush to your door and ask the engineering team to build their houses?

Feng Junhou looked at Hua Wan again, with a smile on his face.

I felt happy, so I drank a few more drinks at the dust-washing banquet for Huawan.

After more than a year of fighting, followed by the death of the prime minister, and then having to deal with the aftermath of Guanzhong and the annexation of states, Feng Junhou had almost no time to relax.

Now that everything was settled, the flower wand brought good news again, giving Feng Junhou hope of solving the population restriction in the Han Dynasty.

In addition to this banquet, apart from the head of the Feng family and his four wives and concubines, there was only one guest, Huawan.

Even Zhang Xiaosi, who didn't like drinking, saw Feng Junhou's rare moment of relaxation and drank a few drinks with him.

So Feng Junhou got drunk.

But tonight he was in a very high mood, and even when he was drunk, he didn't forget to hold the beautiful woman in his arms.

He didn't wake up until it got dark the next day.

The late autumn morning was already chilly.

Feng Junhou squinted his eyes, turned over, and hugged the warm body next to him, intending to take a nap.

The fragrance in my nose is a little strange.

The hand holding the person squeezed subconsciously.

Well, let’s exclude General Guan first.

Because it was impossible for General Guan to get up so late, according to her habit, she should have gotten up early to practice martial arts.

It's not Zhang Xiaosi either. Although Zhang Xiaosi's name is Xiaosi, she is about the same height as Li Mu and not as petite.

It seems to be Amei.

"Amei, have you changed your shampoo?"

Feng Junhou murmured a question.

The person in his arms shook slightly, and then curled himself up tighter.

Well, it’s Amei’s habit.

"Hey, touching is not enough, you need to pinch?"

Feeling that Feng Junhou's hand had been dishonest, the person in his arms finally couldn't help but say something.

"Old couple..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Junhou suddenly opened his eyes and half stood up:

"why you!"

The flower wand with its back facing him did not turn around, leaving him only a white nape:

"Why can't it be me? Didn't you ever think that such a day would come?"

Feng Junhou's originally confused head suddenly became clear.

Just listening to her calm tone, for some reason, he didn't know how to answer:

"I just didn't expect it to be in this situation, that... uh, what happened last night?"

"Shiro Seki can't give me a child, so I can only ask you for it."

Feng Junhou's ghost body was shocked!

Cao!

Obviously, after hearing her calm tone before, I thought it was somewhat logical.

Hearing this sentence again at this time, I actually had an exciting feeling of having an affair. Why?

"Uh, I mean..."

He originally wanted to ask General Guan Da and Zhang Xiaosi if they were co-conspirators.

But then I thought, without the nods of these two people, Hua Wan would definitely not have the courage to climb onto the couch.

"When did you discuss it?"

"Ask your wife yourself, what do you want me to do?"

I remembered that I was the wife of Shiro Seki in name only, and Shiro Seki was the wife of this guy.

Now I am...

What a messy relationship!

Hua Wan couldn't help feeling a little bitter, and sighed resignedly:

"Back then, because of your reputation, I wanted to use the help of the Xinghan Society to save the people. I should have thought that today would happen."

After all, when King Feng Gui was in Nanzhong, he had three thousand concubines in one night. How could he possibly escape?

Over the years, I have led my tribe and accumulated a lot of property.

In the past, when Grandpa Zhuge was still here, there was no need to worry too much about someone taking it by force.

But now that Grandpa Zhuge is gone, who knows what will happen to the court?

I definitely need to think of a way out as early as possible.

Although the name of the family of Ieshirō and his wife is mentioned, it is ultimately false and cannot make people feel at ease.

Anyway, I have been doing things in the name of Feng Guiwang these years, so I might as well just really take advantage of him and live up to my reputation.

When hugging the thigh, it must be the thickest one.

For Feng Junhou, when things go wrong, there must be monsters.

He intuitively felt that the matter was not that simple, but because he had just woken up, he could not clear his mind for a while.

While he was thinking hard, Hua Wan interrupted his thoughts:

"But there is something I want to tell you."

"What?"

"If I give birth to a girl in the future, she must be the young patriarch of the Zhurong tribe."

Feng Junhou was shocked when he heard this tone:

"How many children do you want to have?"

Hua Wan did not expect that this person would actually say such inhuman words. She turned around suddenly:

"You don't want to be responsible? Even if there is only one child, she has to go!"

Probably because he turned too hard and shook too much, Feng Junhou's eyes couldn't help but stare.

It's not his fault.

After all, the prescriptions and body-building techniques that General Guan snatched back from Tiannu were very effective.

I was so drunk last night that I was in a daze and felt weak.
Chapter completed!