When Feng Lan walked into the study, Feng Xin was still sitting where she was, looking not very well.
This kid actually dared to show his face to Lao Tzu.
Feng Lan stared at Feng Xin's face that resembled her own, very dissatisfied.
Feng Lan moved into the City Lord's Mansion, on the one hand, to get back the Phoenix Token earlier, and on the other hand, to supervise Feng Xin and Ye Lingyue.
Fortunately, this time, he also found out.
Although Feng Xin and Ye Lingyue were close, they both slept in separate rooms, and they didn't overdo it.
After many days of contact, he also noticed that Feng Xin is excellent in every aspect except that she is not good at martial arts and her body is weaker.
He is a well-rounded person, and even the mercenaries in the city are subdued by him. He handles all the affairs of the mercenary city in an orderly manner. This kid can be regarded as a business genius.
Feng Lan also tried Feng Xin secretly, who taught him these things.
Feng Xin just replied lightly, when he was a child, because his mother was busy, he often accompanied his mother in the account room, and her mother would receive people from all walks of life, so he learned a lot from it.
When Feng Lan heard these words, she was a little stunned.
When he got along with Feng Xin, he originally wanted to know more about this life that he had been unfamiliar with for many years, but he didn't expect that during the contact, he knew more about Qing Feng.
In my impression, the woman who was supposed to be savage and self-willed seemed to be getting more and more blurred, but what appeared instead was the capable and generous head of the house that Butler Mu said.
In Feng Xin's mouth, the gentle and strong mother.
"Today, I need to go to the Mercenary Alliance to check the year-end account books. I will teach the lectures on my behalf." With the end of the year approaching, Feng Xin also got busy.
The affairs in the mercenary alliance made it impossible for him to teach Feng Lan again for a while.
"Di Zun? You let that woman teach me? Are you trying to trick me on purpose? That woman looks at me as if I owe her millions of silver."
Feng Lan strongly expressed dissatisfaction.
Before he fell into a coma, he was also a well-known handsome boy in Beiqing. Every time he went out, he would receive countless admiring looks and various sachets from girls.
But a coma, more than ten years later, when he woke up, everything changed.
Inexplicably, after marrying Qingfeng, she also had a son.
This is already a headache, but I also met a yin and yang strange earth venerable.
If it is said that Feng Lan has been getting along well with many people in the City Lord's Mansion these days, there are only two people, and he is not at odds with each other.
One is the god of heaven, and the other is the god of the earth.
For Tianzun, Feng Lan hates it for no reason.
As for Dizun, on the contrary, she hated Feng Lan for no reason.
This made Feng Lan very helpless, he often wondered secretly, he was a good-looking talent anyway, why that yin and yang woman didn't give him a good face every time he saw her.
You don't owe the Earth Lord millions, you just owe her a memory, Feng Xin thought to herself.
"Di Zun manages Tongtian Pavilion, she is better than me in handling accounts." Some of Feng Xin's management techniques were originally taught by Qing Feng.
Even though the earth lord spoke coldly to Feng Lan because he hated Feng Lan for not remembering himself.
However, Feng Xin noticed that the earthly venerable appeared near the study very frequently these days. As for whether he cared about him as a son or a father, only the earthly venerable knew.
Just as he was talking, the door opened.
"Get out if you don't want to learn."
The earth lord who came in with a cold wind, his face tensed, and he gave Feng Lan a vicious look.
On the battlefield, Feng Lan, who was used to life and death, shrank her neck for no reason, sat back downcast, and picked up a ledger feebly, looking like a good student.
Feng Xin couldn't help recalling an old tradition in Feng Mansion.
It is said that all the previous Phoenix Kings had a harmless problem, that is, fear of internal affairs. Now it seems that although Feng Lan has no memory, that problem is still there.
At least, Feng Lan dared to yell at Feng Xin, his son, but at the most, he only cursed behind his back, but he didn't dare to yell loudly at him.
Seeing Feng Lan not saying a word, the Earth Venerable's face softened slightly.
She didn't even notice the narrow look on Feng Xin's face.
From Feng Xin's point of view, the Earth Venerable is still the same, with gauze wrapped on his face, but Feng Xin noticed that the Earth Venerable has changed the black robe he had been wearing all the time, and changed into a well-tailored purple jacket and skirt.
Feng Xin put a smile on her lips, closed the door, and left the whole room warm.
There was life in the house, Feng Lan and the Earthly Venerable sat on one side, with a table across the middle, and started today's lecture.
Feng Lan was still muttering in her heart, worried that the emperor would avenge her personal revenge and not teach well, but an hour passed.
Feng Lan soon discovered that his worries were unnecessary.
What Feng Xin said was quite right, the Earth Venerable was definitely a master in accounting, and even gave lectures more clearly and carefully than Feng Xin.
Feng Xin also noticed that the voice of the Earth Venerable was much better than before. It was not like the harsh voice of northern women, nor the soft whisper of southern women. The spring-like ding-dong tone is very pleasant to the ears.
Feng Lan was in a daze when she heard it.
"Accounts sold on credit are mostly done in this way. Did you hear that clearly?"
After the earth lord finished speaking, seeing that Fenglan didn't respond, he couldn't help but frowned.
"You speak so lightly, you didn't hear the cold wind outside the house, like a lion's roar, just your cat-like voice, how can I hear you clearly." Feng Lan's ears turned red, and only then did he notice that He didn't listen to a word of what the earth venerable said.
The deity had the urge to strangle Fenglan to death.
Feng Lan is a martial arts practitioner, and his hearing has been more sensitive than ordinary people since he was a child. Not to mention cats, he can hear mice meowing clearly.
He was either finding fault, or he was distracted just now, so he didn't hear clearly.
When this guy was with the Tai Tuo when he was a child, the Tai Tuo always praised him for his concentration in doing things. Why did he wake up after being in a coma for more than ten years, but he returned to life more and more.
Di Zun suppressed the bad breath in his heart.
"I'll say it again, just once!"
"Come here, sit next to me and talk about it." Feng Lan moved a chair, seeing that the deity was hesitant to come, he raised his eyebrows, with a hint of provocation, and then said, "Why, I'm afraid that the king will eat you!" Don’t worry, I’m not interested in a woman like you who is completely unfeminine.”
No femininity, yes, compared with the exquisite figure of Empress Qingshuang, she really has no femininity at all.
Di Zun resisted the urge to pick up the inkstone and smash it on Feng Lan's pretty face.
She thought to herself, how could she fall in love with Feng Lan back then, this guy has a vicious tongue and a bad heart.
She grabbed an account book, slammed it hard in front of Feng Lan, and resumed the story dryly.