Ma Wenlu suddenly turned her head and stared at Liu Yun and shouted: "Confucians can be close but not robbed, they can be approached but not forced, they can be killed but not humiliated!"

"Don't talk to me, it's useless! Are you a Confucian? How come you have so many words? To put it bluntly, I plan to give you a ritual of Zhou Gong first and do this big thing, and then you and I will meet you Awen together to promote this great good thing. All the matchmakers' words are put aside. The children of the world don't pay so much attention to it. What do you think? Forget it, I won't ask you for your opinion, this matter is decided like this." Liu Yun waved his hand, simple, straightforward, and very roughly, and made a conclusion.

If you ask Ma Wenlu’s opinion on this matter, it would be a waste of time.

Ma Wenlu's eyes, which were like blue indigo, were full of shock and strong anger.

This shameless person...has such a shameless plan...

Good things all day long, go daydreaming!

"Even if I die, I will not agree to you." Ma Wenlu's teeth pounded and she said viciously.

She focused all her ferocity on her facial expressions.

In fact, the delicate facial features are produced, and no matter how fiercely they pretend to be, they cannot tell how hideous they are.

Anyway, Liu Yun thought that he looked pretty good and his health was also good, except that his skin was a little darker.

Of course, there is definitely a way to do this, and maintenance is definitely a delicate little beauty.

"Ma Tieke is now in my hands! If you don't agree, I will kill him."

Facing the fierce Ma Wenlu, Liu Yun directly threw out his killer weapon.

Liu Yun used this very shameless method without any psychological burden.

People who have been alone since childhood have an extraordinary talent for adapting to the environment.

Ma Wenlu suddenly became stunned, and her expression couldn't help but feel a little confused.

She had already met her brother, so she naturally knew that what Liu Yun said was true.

She didn't dare to doubt whether what Liu Yun said was true or false, and she didn't dare to gamble!

Ma Wenlu's inner struggle completely appeared on her delicate face.

In this society where men are superior to women, even Ma Wenlu herself felt without hesitation that her brother's life is much more important than her life. What's more, under Liu Yun's conditions, what she gave up was not life, but chastity.

After experiencing a painful inner struggle, Ma Wenlu bit her lip and nodded.

"I promise you!"

A very slutty smile gradually appeared on Liu Yun's face, "Wouldn't it be great to say this earlier? I had to threaten it before agreeing. I don't like being a villain, but I just became a villain. How unpleasant you said this."

While speaking, Liu Yun suddenly slammed Ma Wenlu's neck with one hand.

but……

"Why are you...beating me?" Ma Wenlu twisted her neck, which was in pain, and asked in surprise.

"Sorry, I missed it! Haha, it's so embarrassing."

Liu Yun was really embarrassed. He originally wanted to knock Ma Wenlu out.

But... he is not a martial arts world after all. In the past, he seemed to be quite easy to knock on people in movies and TV dramas, and it seems that it is not easy to do it by himself.

It's so embarrassing!

It seems that this matter still needs professionals to do it.

"Actually, there is no purpose, it's just to knock you out." Liu Yun smiled awkwardly and called the soldier in.

In Ma Wenlu's confused gaze, Liu Yun ordered Jiashi to knock her out.

After all, professional is professional, and one move will work!

...

The night gradually deepened, and the stars weaved the night into a gorgeous brocade.

Xiangwu City has quietly changed its appearance.

The night here is finally no longer a lonely ghost town, but it looks like a light.

If you change the local commander, the temperament of a city will inevitably change.

After Liu Yun stayed for three days, this kind of city was completely different from when Ma Tietun was guarding before.

After being knocked out, Ma Wenlu, who was fed with sweat pills, was carried into Liu Yun's room.

The hard-working slave brought a small bowl of chicken blood and then sneaked in.

On the contrary, Liu Yun, who is the main leader, was gone.

The beautiful scenery is beautiful, and the beauty is on the bed. When it is so beautiful, you should do something beautiful.

However, Liu Yun was absent?

In fact, he was next door, holding a brush to draw a picture under the oil lamp.

Speaking and doing things really are completely different.

As a modern person, Liu Yun still favors the sweet love that you love and my wishes.

As for using this domineering method to force other girls to submit, it is a last resort in some special circumstances.

For example, fooling Ma Teng or something.

Liu Yun was painting a stove. It would be fine if there was no heating. In winter, when there was not even a stove, it was a disaster.

Moreover, there are coal mines around Zuli, which coincidentally Liu Yun happened to know about this.

The picture is drawn and Zhuo Gang can find a way to make it.

Then Gongsun Lu was asked to arrange manpower and Shangzu Li mined coal.

This will be almost perfect. You no longer have to guard the charcoal for heating in winter and you will be frozen to death.

Liu Yun has almost had enough!

After this winter, Liu Yun doesn’t want to spend the winter so hard next year.

Moreover, with this resource, Liu Yun was sure to improve the living standards of the people in Hanyang by countless levels. He could easily surpass other regions, even the Sanfu area had to give way.

Resources are productivity. If productivity is improved, if living standards are not improved, Liu Yun really doesn't believe that evil.

After stretching, Liu Yun looked at the things he drew and was quite satisfied.

He knew this thing was like this, but how it was done was nothing to do with him.

Leave professional things to professionals, Liu Yun has always believed in this sentence.

He took off the drawn stove drawings and carefully put them away.

Liu Yun began to think about sewing machines again, which is much more complicated than a stove.

But if you want to make clothes in batches, this thing is a necessity.

When he was a child, he even removed the old-fashioned sewing machine, but now he has forgotten it.

When he thought about it, he could not remember it, so Liu Yun could only leave it to Zhuo Gang and the others to worry about it.

There are now hundreds of craftsmen gathering on Izumo Mountain, and they are actually not called craftsmen now.

Under Liu Yun's men, they should be researchers to be precise.

After all, the problems Liu Yun threw at them were all new things they had never seen before, and they had to use their brains to death.

So, if Liu Yun really couldn't think of it, they had to worry about it.

After all, they are researchers, not only do they have to make things, but also think about doing things.

Liu Yun is only responsible for painting what he can think of...

But he wanted something.

When writing and drawing, Liu Yun accidentally made a big fuss.

Liu Yun had too many ideas and incomplete things in his mind.

...

Ma Wenlu woke up, but did not move, and was still lying on the couch like a piece of wood.

She didn't feel the annoying person around her, as if... really wasn't there?

In order to verify this guess, Ma Wenlu slowly turned her head and glanced at her frivolously with her eyes.

Her neck hurts and legs hurts, and she is almost sure what happened to her last night.

That damn person seems... really not here!

Ma Wenlu sneered mockingly, and this shameless bastard threw her into the room alone.

After all, last night was...their bridal night.

Although Ma Wenlu didn't want to admit this, the facts were right in front of her, and she had no choice but to believe it.

After lifting the quilt, she turned over and got off the bed with a slight foot.

The huge red area at my feet seemed to tell what happened here last night.

Ma Wenlu covered her eyes and couldn't help crying silently.
To be continued...