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Chapter 2513 Guizi scroll picks flowers and explores red, ready to wait

Therefore, during this period of time, the women in Feng's residence could see that Feng Ziying was busy preparing lessons in the quiet study every day when she returned to the residence, and was busy until late at night, writing courseware for the future Army Military Academy.

It is also the first time for Feng Ziying to teach a course, and it is a military course of this kind.

The political, economic and military dynamics in East Asia were relatively simple for Feng Ziying. Combining the information obtained by the pedestrian department and the general situation in his own memory, it was not a problem to fool or teach a group of warriors.

However, the principle and development history of firearms are somewhat difficult, and it needs to be sorted out carefully so as not to mislead the younger generation.

Feng Ziying once considered whether to find a master craftsman to teach in the military workshop, but after repeated consideration, she still felt that it was not suitable.

These craftsmen may be good at building, but if they want to explain the principle, I'm afraid it's not as good as myself.

"Master, you still have to take care of your body. Don't be too busy every day." When Feng Ziying stepped into the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Daiyu was already waiting at the door.

"The weather is still cool, what are you doing, sister? Hurry up and go in." Seeing that Daiyu had come out without even putting on her clothes, Feng Ziying hurriedly waved her hand to signal Daiyu to enter the door.

Daiyu smiled, "How can you be so delicate? My little sister has been exercising according to her husband's teachings for the past two years, and her bones have become much healthier. She hasn't had a cold or cough for half a year, and her appetite has increased a lot. If you don't believe me, just ask." Rhododendron."

"Master, what the girl said is correct. In the past six months, the girl's appetite has improved a lot, and her body has also strengthened a lot." Zijuan also responded with a smile.

"That's not okay, what if I catch a cold?" Feng Ziying helped Daiyu go inside, "I'm still thinking about working hard during this time so that my sister can conceive earlier."

One sentence broke Daiyu's defenses, her face turned red, and she couldn't help punching Feng Ziying's shoulder, "Why is Mr. Xiang so frivolous and useless?"

"Where is it so frivolous? Just tell the truth." Feng Ziying said carelessly: "Zijuan is not an outsider, what does it matter?"

Zijuan covered her mouth and smiled lightly, then said seriously: "Master is right, the third girl is going to pass the door in a few days, so it's time for master to have a good time with the girl..."

The word "brewing" made Daiyu couldn't help but want to hit Zicuckoo.

The three of them entered the inner room, and Zijuan and Xueyan came in to wait for them to undress and wash.

"I'm afraid I will go to Jiangnan at the end of February. Although the time is not long, I am afraid that I will go to Jiangnan twice in the past six months. In addition, I am worried that I may not be able to stay in Beijing in the second half of the year." Feng Ziying lay comfortably on the kang Go up and let Xueyan wash her feet.

"Ah? Can't stay in Beijing?" Daiyu was also slightly surprised, "Where is Xianggong going?"

"Maybe it's Jiangnan." Feng Ziying pondered and said, "It's not decided yet, but I'm a little worried."

"Governor of Jiangnan?" Daiyu was also an official, so she immediately thought of it.

"Well, it's possible, so I hope you and Wan Jun can get pregnant as soon as possible, so as not to delay."

According to the practice of the Great Zhou Dynasty, sending out to Beijing as an official generally does not bring a regular wife, especially for imperial officials. Of course, there are no restrictions on concubines.

Daiyu frowned slightly, "If you have been in office for a long time, can the younger sister also accompany the husband? Could it be that the court does not allow it?"

"It's not impossible, but you need to get the permission from the Metropolitan Procuratorate." Feng Ziying smiled and said, "Why, my sister wants to go to Nanjing with my husband?"

"If you can go, my little sister still wants to go with my husband." Daiyu showed a firm look on her brows, "My husband is always on the go, if none of us go, he is busy going back every day, but there is no one." A house is always inappropriate, since it is not forbidden, but only needs to be reported for special approval, then the husband should follow the procedures for approval."

"That's naturally good." Feng Ziying saw that Daiyu's attitude was very firm, so of course she would not object, "My sister may not have been to Yangzhou and Suzhou for a long time, and it happens that my sister can go back and have a look this time, I am afraid that my sister may not be there. This opportunity,..."

Seeing her husband blinking, Daiyu immediately understood after being stunned for a moment, and there was another burst of coquettish fisting, and the singing of birds and swallows in the boudoir was joyous.

On February [-]th, it is advisable to get married, and Tanchun and Xichun go through the door.

The fiery-colored hijab covered the woman's head in front of her, like a graceful autumn lotus standing in front of the bed. The red shawl and the phoenix crown on her head were a bit presumptuous, but Feng Ziying didn't care, Tanchun would be [-] soon, It has been several years since I promised myself that I really stepped into my home, so I should give the other party an extraordinary courtesy.

Tanchun was obviously still not used to it, and felt that Feng Ziying was approaching, and said a little nervously: "Master, is this Fengguan Xiapei a bit inappropriate..."

"It's up to your husband-in-law whether it's suitable or not. Why should my sister take other people's words to heart?" Feng Ziying thought it was interesting to talk to Tanchun through the hijab, and didn't want to reveal it for a while.

Shi Shu and Cui Mo who were standing aside stood quietly, but they were a little surprised to see that Feng Ziying sat aside and talked to her own girl without wearing her hijab.

But they all knew that Uncle Feng and his daughter had long been in love with each other, so they didn't worry about anything.

"But what if..." Tanchun felt that Feng Ziying sat down beside him, held his hand, but did not lift his hijab, a little shy.

"It's just a matter of time. Does my sister still think that her husband can't earn an order for you?" Feng Ziying was full of dominance.

Tanchun's heart warmed, he held Feng Ziying's hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "Young sister enters Feng's house late, so the other sisters should come first..."

"That's not necessarily true. It depends on my sister's performance." Feng Ziying smiled secretly: "If my sister had given birth to a son for my husband earlier, no one would be able to say anything."

Tanchun let out an "ah", trembling slightly, but remained silent, and at this time Feng Ziying's hand finally lifted the hijab.

Such a heroic and charming dimple is pleasing to the eye at any time. It should be said that it started from the 87 version of "Dream of Red Mansions" TV series in the previous life, plus her own feelings when reading "Dream of Red Mansions" carefully. Spring has a special feeling.

But looking at this dreamy face at such a close distance today, Feng Ziying felt a little cramped for a while, not knowing what to do.

"What's the matter, Xianggong?" Tanchun was also a little nervous and shy.

The girl's first encounter, although Daiyu, Yingchun and Xiuyan had vaguely known what would happen on the first night of their wedding, Yuanyang and Ping'er also tactfully and implicitly introduced some little knowledge .

It was the reckless girl Siqi who was more upright, and said bluntly, just let the uncle do as he pleases, eat sugarcane instead, and it will be fine first the pain and then the sweetness.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little emotional. When I think of my sister for the first time, she was still a little girl with curly hair. Eight or nine years have passed in a flash, and my sister has suddenly become so charming and charming. I have a lot of thoughts about my brother."

Feng Ziying took off her hijab, put it aside, and looked at the beauty with piercing eyes.

Cuimo, the attendant, gave the Hejin wine with great interest, and Feng Ziying smiled happily, and exchanged glasses with Tanchun for a drink.

The servant Cuimo took the wine glasses of the two of them, said a word of congratulations, and quietly went out to close the door, leaving only the couple behind.

For Tanchun, this was the first time, but for Feng Ziying, it was familiar with the road for countless times. One hand passed through the knee to hook, and the other hand wrapped around Tanchunxiang's back, and gently released Tanchun. On the bed, he said softly: "Let Brother Wei undress younger sister,..."

The shy Tanchun could only close his eyes and nod shyly, and said in a low voice, "Brother, please take pity on..."

One sentence aroused Feng Ziying's passion, and he quickly took off Tanchun's embroidered jacket and skirt.

The fiery red apron and mandarin ducks play in the water, and the golden, blue and green silk threads outline an extremely seductive and charming picture. In addition, the neck, shoulders and arms are like suet jade, and the pink makeup is extraordinarily enchanting.

The snow-white little clothes were faintly visible, and the slender and plump beautiful legs caught Feng Ziying's burning gaze, making Feng Ziying unable to help feeling that God never disappoints those who wait.

From the initial understanding to my tireless and deliberate management, I finally picked the most moving one among the thousands of reds.

When Tanchun couldn't help but let out a sweet and tender cry, the flames of the candles in the room flickered, leaving only the rhythmic swaying of the Babu bed, which made Cuimo, the servant waiting outside the door. You can only deceive yourself.

A sprig of coquettish and drunken hibiscus, the bamboo path pierces through green sand;
In the middle of the night, there is no wind and the new rain breaks, and the pearls of Lu Ying fall into the lotus.

……

When Tanchun woke up enduring the pain all over his body and the tingling pain in his private parts, the sky had already brightened, but there was no longer Mr. Lang beside him.

Some lost moods have not yet been adjusted, and I saw a figure appearing in front of the bed, with a somewhat manly body hugging her again, "I will ask the waiters to cook a pot of red dates and brown sugar soup, so I can help you." Replenish the blood,..."

Tanchun's heart was filled with warmth, thinking of his deliberate flattery last night, he couldn't help but put his face in Feng Ziying's arms, "My husband treats my concubine so well that I don't even know how to repay her..."

"That's not easy? Hurry up and give birth to a son and daughter for the master. In the end, you will kill two birds with one stone, and you will have both dragons and phoenixes..." Feng Ziying weighed Tanchun Feng's waist and fat buttocks, not to mention that Tanchun, who likes sports, has a really good waist-to-hip ratio A bit like Busia Mara, full of rhythm and energy, maybe even another twin.

"Then does Mr. Xiang like a son or a daughter?" Tan Chun resisted his shyness and asked with his head raised.

"As long as it is born by a younger sister, the children are the same. It is best to have the same one. We have both children. We have plenty of time." Feng Ziying held up Tanchun's delicate dimple, "But we must hurry up."

(End of this chapter)