When Feng LAN enters the study, Feng Xin is still sitting in the original place, and her expression looks not good.

How dare you show me your face.

Feng LAN stares at Feng Xin's face, which looks like himself, and is very dissatisfied.

Fenglan lived in the main residence of the city, on the one hand, to get back the order of the Phoenix as soon as possible, on the other hand, to supervise Fengshen and ye Lingyue.

Fortunately, he has found out.

Although Fengxin and ye Lingyue are close, they both sleep in separate rooms and do not have any transgressive behavior.

Many days of contact, but also let him notice that Fengxin in addition to not martial arts, weak body, all aspects are very good.

He is a man of all sorts, and even the mercenaries in the city are also obedient to him. He also handles all the affairs of the mercenary city in an orderly manner. This boy can be regarded as a business genius.

Feng LAN has also secretly tested Feng Xin, who taught him these things.

Fengxin just lightly replied that when he was a child, because his mother was busy, he often accompanied his mother in the accounting room. His mother would receive people from all walks of life, so he learned a lot.

Hearing these words, Feng Lan was a little surprised.

He and Fengxin get along, originally want to know more about this unfamiliar day for many years, but in contact, understand more, but is green maple.

In my impression, the woman who should have been unruly and willful seems to be more and more blurred. On the contrary, it is the capable and generous owner of Mu Guan's family.

Feng Xin mouth, gentle and strong mother.

"Today, I need to go to the mercenary League to check the year-end account books. The dizun will teach me about the teaching." Near the end of the new year, Fengxin is also busy.

The affairs in the mercenary League let him teach Fenglan again.

"Dizun? You let that woman teach me? You mean to screw me up. That woman looks at me like I owe her millions of silver. "

Feng LAN expressed strong dissatisfaction.

Before he fell into a coma, he was also a famous young man in Beiqing. Every time he went out, he received countless admiring eyes and sachets from girls.

But a coma, more than ten years later, wake up, everything changed.

Inexplicably, he married Qingfeng and had a son.

This has been a headache, but also met a strange Yin Yang Di Zun.

If we say that Fenglan is in good company with many people in the city Lord's mansion these days, there are only two people. How can he be wrong.

One of them is Tianzun and the other is dizun.

I hate tianlanfeng.

As for dizun, on the contrary, she is disgusted with Fenglan for no reason.

This makes Feng LAN very helpless, he often secretly wonder, he is also a good-looking talent, why that shady woman, every time see her, do not give him a good face to see.

You don't owe a million, you just owe her a memory, Feng Xin thought.

"Dizun runs Tongtian Pavilion. She is better than me in handling accounts." Fengxin some of the business practices, this is the green maple taught.

Although dizun didn't remember himself because he was angry with Fenglan, he said coldly to Fenglan.

However, Fengxin noticed that dizun was frequently seen near his study these days. As for whether he cared about him as a son or a Laozi, only dizun knew.

Just then, the door opened.

"Get out if you don't want to learn."

With a cold wind into the ground Zun, tight face, ferocious stare at Feng LAN.

In the battlefield, experienced the life and death of Feng LAN, no reason to shrink his neck, depressed to sit back, powerless to pick up a Book of accounts, that looks like a good student.

Fengshen can't help recalling an old tradition of Fengfu.

It is said that all previous Phoenix kings have a harmless problem, that is, fear of the inside. Now it seems that although Fenglan has no memory, the problem is still there.

At least, Fenglan dares to yell at Fengxin, who is a son, but faces the ground Zun. At most, he just scolds and scolds behind his back, but he doesn't dare to roar.

See feng LAN silent, respect the face slightly slow.

Even one side of Feng Xin's face on the narrow color, she did not notice.

In Fengxin's opinion, dizun was still the same, with gauze on his face. However, Fengxin noticed that dizun had changed from the dark robe he had been wearing and the purple jacket and skirt that was cut appropriately.

Feng Xin will smile hidden in the lips, closed the door, leaving a room warm.

Living was born in the house. Fenglan and dizun sat on one side and a desk was separated between them. Today's teaching began.

Feng Lan was still muttering in her heart, worried that she would not teach well, but an hour passed.

Feng LAN soon found that his worries were unnecessary.

Fengxin is right. Dizun is absolutely a master in accounting. Even when he talks, he is more clear and careful than Fengxin.Fengxin also noticed that dizun's voice was much better than before, not like the coarse GA of a northern woman, nor the soft murmur of a southern woman. It was a kind of tone between the thick and the thin, like a spring water, and fell into the ear very well.

Feng LAN listens to, unexpectedly for a moment God.

"That's what accounts for selling on credit do. Have you heard it clearly?"

The ground Zun finished speaking, see feng LAN did not respond, can not help tightening eyebrows.

"You speak so lightly. You don't hear the cold wind outside the house. It's like the roar of a lion. How can I hear your cat's voice?" Feng LAN ear root son a red, this just noticed, just to respect say what, he did not listen to a word.

Dizun has an impulse to strangle Fenglan.

Feng LAN is a martial arts practitioner. He has been very sensitive to ordinary people since he was young. Let alone cat calls, he can also hear rats.

He is either looking for fault, or he is just distracted, will not hear clearly.

When he was a child, Taifu always praised him for his concentration. How could he have been in a coma for more than ten years. When he woke up, he became more and more alive.

Dizun forced to endure the evil spirit in his heart.

"I'll say it again, just once!"

"Come here and talk to me." Feng LAN moved a chair, and Jiandi Zun hesitated. He raised his eyebrows and took a little provocative meaning. He said, "why, I'm afraid this king will not eat you. Don't worry. I'm not interested in a woman like you."

It's not feminine. It's good. Compared with the exquisite figure of the empress Qingshuang, she's not feminine at all.

Under the strong forbearance, the ground Zun picked up the ink stone and smashed the impulse on the pretty face of Fenglan.

She thought in her heart, how could she have taken a fancy to Fenglan in those years? This guy has poisonous tongue and bad heart.

She grabbed up an account book and smashed it in front of Feng LAN, and began to speak again.

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