Chapter 670

The evidence given by Feng Zhen is so sufficient that Yang Si doesn't know where to refute it.

Does it mean that the Lord's words on that day were just teasing him, but if so, how does Weici explain it?

Are these two guys bored and playing with him together?

"... believe it or not." Yang Si couldn't get a solid hammer, so he had to deal with it with such a panacea, "if the Lord is really a woman..."

Feng Zhen's eyes tilted and said, "if it's really a woman, I'll immediately go to the street and pull someone home to get married and protect my loyalty."

If Feng is serious, there is no mouth.

Yang Si smiled dryly, "... Don't worry, it's estimated that no one can see you..."

Feng Zhen smiled back. He felt safe.

Opening your mouth is cheap. "Also, with a good family man like Zixiao on the side, you can't see me like this."

Yang Si: "

They looked at each other in the elegant room of zhikezhai, and there was a mysterious silence.

Feng Zhen asked uncertainly, "how sure are you about this, sir?"

Yang thought answered "ten percent". After all, the parties admit it, but he can't answer that.

Vaguely, "more than 60 percent."

Feng Zhen's funny attitude converged, his expression coagulated, and his tone was a little more inexplicable oppression.

"Did you come to tell me?"

Yang Si was vaguely hairy inside, but he smiled sincerely on the surface.

"Nature is a joke."

Feng Zhen raised his eyebrows and flashed a strange light in his eyes.

If Yang Si had bitten him to death, he would have thought the other party was joking. After all, the "Lord's gender is female" is too scary.

Now Yang Si frankly said it was a "joke", but Feng Zhen dared not take it as a "joke".

However, he did not ask in the end.

First, it's meaningless and second, it's a waste of time.

If you want to know whether the Lord is male or female, the most irrefutable evidence is the Lord's body.

If Feng is really curious, just ask those flower mothers directly.

He frowned imperceptibly at the thought.

Without mentioning this, he didn't find a detail - in fact, when the Lord visited the brothel, he didn't really stay for the night, and didn't even invite any flower mother to sleep with him. Every time, they regard the brothel as a restaurant and leave after eating and drinking.

Feng Zhen chews rice, tastes like chewing wax, and his thoughts drift away.

The Lord is in his prime. He is easily moved and angry. It is difficult for his young body to be provoked by the opposite sex. Although those flower maids are not beautiful, they are also in love. They have a unique smell of youth, which is far more attractive than their physical appearance... Not to mention others, Feng came from this age. If they are normal men, Won't you get angry?

If there is a concubine room or a room in your backyard, it's all right. After all, some people just feel that Hua Niang is not clean. Even if they get angry, they will pretend that nothing is wrong and bear to go home to find their wife and concubine... But your backyard is clean.

Now when I think about it, there are doubts everywhere.

Or, the Lord is Liu Xiahui. He really has no desire and no desire. He is a peerless gentleman.

Or, the Lord is x incompetent and can't stand up in the face of beauty

If the second kind, then some eggs hurt. If you can't stand up, you can't have an heir. Without an heir, you mean there is no foundation.

Or, the Lord is not a man, he or she, is a woman!

In the face of these three situations, Feng really hopes to be the first, but looking at the old driver's style, he doesn't look like a pure gentleman.

It's not... Is it a woman?

Put the "female" label on Jiang Pengji. Feng Zhen felt that she was going to be scared and flaccid.

It's horrible.

At the same time, Feng Zhen is still tangled with the mystery of the Lord's gender. Jiang Pengji is discussing with Wei CI.

"There's nothing else to do to keep you. I heard Zixiao's painting is excellent. Please make a picture."

Compared with Yang Si's brain hole, the two parties are no different.

"Painting?" Weici asked, "what does the Lord want to draw?"

Jiang Pengji said, "green bricks, to be exact, should be a house made of green bricks."

Wei CI Ning thought deeply. The audience in the live studio was also confused. However, the anchor didn't give a hint. How can you guess.

"Does the Lord want to... Sell green bricks?"

After all, he was the "old husband and wife" of his previous life. In addition, Wei Ci's IQ was not low, so he immediately touched the truth.

Other people's alliance is to strive for interests. It is estimated that their Lord's participation in the alliance is to deceive others.

"No, how much profit can we make from selling green bricks?" Jiang Pengji showed Wei Ci's familiar smile, which was a prelude to cheating, "I want to sell the technology of making green bricks. Green bricks are made of mud, not gold. They are large and heavy. How much money can they sell? If the technology of making green bricks is sold, they can make a profit. What do you think of this proposal?"

Weici frowned. According to general thinking, he didn't agree.

However, the person who put forward this opinion is the Lord. There must be her thinking behind her. She can't be killed with a stick.

In the face of Jiang Pengji, Wei CI habitually thought again and again, so as not to find any mistakes.

After half a ring, Weici asked mindlessly, "who does the Lord want to sell to?"

The smile on Jiang Pengji's face became brighter. She knew that Wei CI had understood her original intention.

"I'll give priority to those whose territory is close to maruju."

Weici was silent, and the Lord's heart was really dark.

As Jiang Pengji said, green brick is good for construction and its raw materials are very cheap, but it has one problem - the transportation cost is almost hundreds of times higher than the production cost. In other words, if you want to build with green bricks, you must build brick kilns locally.

Jiang Pengji sold the technology of making green bricks, which is a very obscure trap.

She let the enemy be the leader of injustice, and made both efforts and money, which slowed down the development of the enemy's forces. This is one of them; When Jiang Pengji has a solid foundation, thoroughly digests maruju's forces, turns around and hits the enemy again. After the attack, the construction after Lien Chan is relieved. This is the second.

"Because of the horse plague, the economy of the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang has fallen to the bottom of the valley. The horse farm is almost deserted, and the combat power is reduced by 80%, 90%. If we want to slow down, we can't do it for three or five years. Before that, we have to consolidate maruzhou's power and further expand our territory."

Jiang Pengji's goal is still the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang.

But with the troops of Chongzhou, Wanzhou and Hujun, she can't completely destroy Northern Xinjiang, so she still needs to grow further.

Or, at the same time, find ways to weaken the enemy.

Jiang Pengji squinted as she thought.

"Zixiao, what do you think Northern Xinjiang depends on besides cavalry and horses?"

Weici looked at her and said plainly, "grass."

Jiang Pengji said, "deep in my heart."

They looked at each other and smiled. Everything was silent. The audience in the live studio shuddered.

If you remember correctly... The three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang... Seem to be nomads?