Zongwu: Murong Fu! I want both the beauty and the kingdom

That night, Murong Fu stayed at Kang Min's place. Kang Min saw that Murong Fu gave all the credit to her during the day, so she naturally served him well and was puzzled.

At the same time, seeing that Kang Min was happy, Murong Fu put the ribbon he wore during the day on Kang Min, and it was another hearty exchange!

It was already noon and Murong Fu was so happy that he couldn't fall asleep, leaving Kang Min alone in a deep sleep.

Murong Fu got up and went to find Lan Fenghuang. Although this black tea was a good thing, it was difficult to change the long-term inertia of thinking. Only with the promotion of government decrees could a reform be implemented quickly.

Murong Fu asked the servants around, but no one saw Lan Fenghuang go out. Kong Que, who had been serving Lan Fenghuang, was not in the mansion either. He said that he was called out by Zhong Wanchou to go shopping early in the morning.

Lan Fenghuang is a lively girl. In the past, she would get up very early unless the sun was already high in the sky. For Lan Fenghuang, time was never enough for her to play.

Either go to the Poison Insect Hall to look after the poisonous insects, or go to the Council Hall to handle the affairs of the sect. Now that the Human Sect is in charge of the government of Dali State, Murong Fu has not seen Lan Fenghuang sleeping in for a long time, so today's incident is very strange.

Murong Fu quickened his pace and came to Lan Fenghuang's room. He pushed open the door and saw Lan Fenghuang lying on her side on the bed, her body twitching. Murong Fu hurried forward and turned Lan Fenghuang's body, only to see a line of tears on her face.

"Fenghuang'er, what's wrong? Did someone bully you?!

Whoever dares to bully my woman, Murong Fu, I will never let her go!" Murong Fu picked up Lan Fenghuang, wiped away the tears from the corners of Lan Fenghuang's eyes, and said seriously.

Lan Fenghuang just cried and didn't say anything for a long time. She just shed tears silently, which made Murong Fu feel distressed and anxious.

"Fulang, no one bullies me." Lan Fenghuang gradually calmed down and said softly.

"Why is that? Fenghuang'er." Murong Fu said to Lan Fenghuang.

But Lan Fenghuang didn't answer directly. She stared into Murong Fu's eyes and said, "Fu Lang, am I useless!?"

"What are you talking about?!" Murong Fu was a little confused. Why did the innocent Lan Fenghuang start talking nonsense?

“In terms of beauty, I am not as pretty as Sister Yuyan.

In terms of earning ability, I am not as good as Sister Kang Min.

When it comes to gentleness, I'm not as good as baby sister.

In terms of literary talent, I am not as good as Sister Hongmian.

I really felt so useless, I couldn't help Fu Lang. I couldn't even get pregnant.

I went to see a doctor yesterday, and the doctor said that I had too many toxins in my body, and too much Yin and poison in my body. Although Fu Lang helped me detoxify and even removed the love poison, I still can't get pregnant for a while. "

Lan Fenghuang hugged Murong Fu tightly after saying this. There were too many changes recently. Several women of Murong Fu came one after another. Lan Fenghuang felt that they loved her husband so much and were so outstanding. In comparison, she didn't seem to be outstanding.

After hearing this, Murong Fu was in a state of confusion: "

Fenghuang'er, in terms of status, you are the Saint of the Human Religion and the most powerful woman in my Dali Kingdom.

In terms of status, you are the head lady of my Murong family.

In terms of talent, you are the best in the world in terms of poison and martial arts.

In terms of management ability, you manage the largest religion among hundreds of thousands of religions in an orderly manner.

You are not inferior to anyone.

Not to mention, your playfulness and innocence are the cutest things I have ever seen.

Most importantly, I love you, my Phoenix.

Besides, we are still so young, and you said your health is getting better, so there is no rush to have a child."

Murong Fu hugged Lan Fenghuang, stroked her back gently, and told her how unique and irreplaceable she was.

"Really?!" Lan Fenghuang listened to Murong Fu's praise and felt that what Murong Fu said made a lot of sense, so she couldn't help but ask.

"Really? I have never lied to you!" Murong Fu said seriously as he looked at Lan Fenghuang who was supporting his shoulders in his arms.

"Well, I believe you." Lan Fenghuang looked at Murong Fu's eyes which were full of herself, and she couldn't help but feel at ease.

"Fulang, can you teach me how to make money?

I think it's impossible for me to be prettier than Sister Yuyan.

I think it’s unlikely that I can surpass Sister Hongmian in talent, as I can’t concentrate on reading books.

I think it's unlikely to be better than Sister Bao Bao. Even as a woman, I still feel pity for Sister Bao Bao.

I thought, I'll give you some ideas so that I can make money." Lan Fenghuang murmured. She knew that Murong Fu had just come up with an idea to make money, and it was an idea that could benefit the public. How could he come up with an idea so quickly?

"This is easy. I have an idea!" Murong Fu said.

"What idea!?"

"When I came to see you today, I found that there were a lot of flowers in the yard. But the flowers will eventually wither, and at that time, there will be no fragrance to smell. So there is rose dew. I heard that rose dew is often used in the imperial court of the Song Dynasty.

But there are fewer flowers in Song Dynasty, and the flowering period is shorter. But it is different in Dali, where there are flowers all year round. We can make flower dew and rose essential oil on a large scale.

Moreover, we have abundant timber resources in Dali. I see that there are people who specialize in making charcoal. Their living standards are also quite high, so there is no need to worry about fuel.

The nearest roads in Dali have been built, and many people in the village have come out to work. There are many workers in the market now. Moreover, the women in Dali are not afraid to show their faces, so it is very convenient for women to make rose water.

Even if we can’t sell a lot, it’s okay. The floral dew can also be used in the flower soap, so there’s no need to worry.

The time, the place and the people are all right, so the flower dew business can be done!"

As Murong Fu spoke, Lan Fenghuang's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Yes, I was born and raised in Dali. I know how many flowers there are in Dali. Hehe, if I tell others like this, everyone will think that I came up with it myself.

Wow, now that the people have a profitable business, they will also appreciate the goodness of a saint like me. This is really the best idea for me, hahahaha!"

As Lan Fenghuang listened, she began to speak with great joy. In her words, there was not a single credit given to Murong Fu, but only to the wisdom and bravery of herself, the saint of Dali.

Well, it is really unprofitable for me, and profitable for Her Highness the Saint. Murong Fu complained a little in his heart, and then he saw Lan Fenghuang staring at him closely, as if she could see through what he was thinking.

"Yes, yes, yes. Her Highness the Saint is wise and powerful!" Murong Fu quickly flattered her, and Lan Fenghuang smiled again. Then she jumped out of Murong Fu's arms and ran away like the wind.

"Hey, I also wanted to discuss with you about promoting black tea and tea bricks!" Murong Fu shouted from behind.

"You can just talk to the elders yourself. There is nothing to discuss. You are the leader, you have the final say!" Lan Fenghuang said to Murong Fu without even turning her head.

Murong Fu agreed. Promoting black tea is a good thing. Those elders own many mountains. A lot of tea leaves are not picked in time and eventually become fertilizer. They would love to make money now.

Murong Fu called a few elders, brought out some black tea, and drank it for them to watch. Following Murong Fu's explanation, these old guys were so happy that they immediately decided on promotion matters and set up a teahouse, with Lao Dao and Shangshitang working together to sell black tea and tea bricks.

After Murong Fu left, Lao Guang patted his bald head and said, "Lao Dao, you chose a good son-in-law. I also heard that he is willing to choose one of his children to inherit the family line. I say, your ancestral tomb is on fire!"

"Shut up, your ancestral grave is on fire. That's called smoke coming out, do you understand?" Although he was scolding with a smile, who could not see the pride in Lao Dao?

On the contrary, Lao Ma and Nan Yiping seemed to be thinking about something, wondering which of their own or close girls were still unmarried. . .