The next day, Qiansui Mansion.

After the New Year, it is the first day of the New Year.

The custom of the Kingdom of Dayan is that on the first day of the lunar month, you should go around the house and say good news to everyone, and you will ask for a good fortune.

But the lottery ticket that Feng Wuxin asked for can be described as snatching.

When Feng Wuxin woke up early in the morning, she dressed herself beautifully, wearing a light blue long skirt with a white fox fur cloak, Sanqianmo fixed it slantedly behind her head with a jade hairpin. Although it was a little simpler, it had a different kind of beauty.

The hairpin was given to her by Mo Yi, and Feng Wuxin specially painted light makeup for this.

Yan Ming was about to go to the study with the secret letter, but when he saw Feng Wuxin's outfit, he was stunned.

"How is this, my wife is pretty."

Seeing Yan Ming's stunning expression in his eyes, Feng Wuxin was very satisfied with his appearance today.

Tsk tsk!

It’s useless to be good-looking.

"I asked my wife to punish me, and I was offended."

"It's okay, everyone loves beauty. Besides, this is inevitable that you will be stunned by my wife's natural beauty. Understand it's understand."

Feng Wuxin had an expression of understanding on my face, saying that she did not care whether Yan Ming's expression had caused the offense to her.

Originally, when he saw Feng Wuxin's appearance, Yan Ming's eyes were full of stunning expressions.

Although he admitted that Feng Wuxin was a beauty, in Kyoto where there were many beautiful women, a woman like her who was facing the sky was really hard to attract attention. It can only be said that it was just a comfortable look.

Now, Feng Wuxin, who had just applied a little bit of rouge, was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off. At least Yan Ming thought so at first.

However, after Feng Wuxin's self-righteous words, Yan Ming still had to admit that Feng Wuxin was still Feng Wuxin after all, even if he changed his skin and bones, he was still the same woman.

"Happy New Year."

Ignoring the change in Yan Ming's eyes, Feng Wuxin walked up to him and stretched out his hand, showing a small white teeth, and his bright smile blinded everyone's eyes in the sun.

"Happy New Year."

Yan Ming also replied with a happy New Year in Feng Wuxin, but when he saw her paws stretching in front of him, he finally understood Feng Wuxin's purpose.

"Madam Qiansui, aren't you thinking about asking for red envelopes from Beizhi?"

"Happy New Year, all the best, congratulations on wealth, bring the red envelope."

Feng Wuxin's four true words clearly answered Yan Ming's questions.

Once again, Feng Wuxin's shamelessness refreshed his three views.

He lived for thirty years and always gave his subordinates a red envelope. Feng Wuxin, as the hostess of Qiansui Mansion, asked for red envelopes with him, a guard. Was he wrong or Feng Wuxin had a problem with his brain?

"Madam Qiansui, are you sure you are asking for red envelopes from Beiyi?"

"Yes, my wife has said blessings, what about the red envelopes, what about the red envelopes!"

Feng Wuxin looked for granted, with a pair of tender white hands in front of Yan Ming's eyes, indicating where her red envelope was.

Yan Ming was still stunned, and the guards not far away looked at Yan Ming with a sympathetic look, knowing that Yan Guards could not escape his wife's devil capture.

Let's go! They are all experienced people, just get some red envelopes for the wife, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

In the end, Feng Wuxin half-coerced Yan Ming and was reluctant to do so, so he took out twenty taels of silver as a red envelope.

"Thank you."

Every penny is money, and today is the first day of the New Year, so I want to get a good start.

Feng Wuxin went to the study with a stern red envelope. In the study, Mo Yi was looking at the book and listening to the sound of the door, and saw a cheerful figure appearing in the sunlight among the gods, and his mood also became happy.

Pushing open the study door, Feng Wuxin couldn't wait to shout the four-character mantra.

"Happy New Year, all the best, congratulations on wealth, bring the red envelope."

A woman who knows what kind of virtue Feng Wuxin is, Mo Yi has already prepared a generous red envelope, and Feng Wuxin is so happy that she is like a mouse who has stolen lamp oil.

"Pooh!"

Feng Wuxin took apart the envelope, spit out a mouthful of saliva and hit her fingers, counting the number of silver notes dressed in the envelope.

“One, two, three, four, five”

Wealth is gone, wealth is gone, wealth is gone!

The silver notes in an envelope were simply astronomical numbers, which was enough for her to spend a long time.

"Where is going to be dressed so exquisitely?"

"Hehe, my father-in-law, guess."

Baby usually puts envelopes filled with silver notes in a backpack with a slanted strap. This is a limited-edition bag that Feng Wuxin specially sewed early, for the sake of today.

Unlike others, others greet each other and say a few auspicious words when they meet, which means good luck.

Feng Wuxin forced the New Year greetings on the first day of the New Year into a naughty child who asked for candies on Halloween.

"Madam, tomorrow's palace banquet"

After Mo Yi finished speaking, the woman in front of him had already strode away from the study room and disappeared from sight.

Another invitation letter placed on the table clearly stated Feng Wuxin's name in the invitation letter.

Forget it, I had to wait for the woman to come back tonight and talk.

"Qiansui, have you released your wife and harmed the people again?"

Yan Ming waited until Feng Wuxin left before entering the study. If he hadn't put dozens of taels of silver in another pocket, he would have been plundered by the crazy woman long ago.

"Let her go."

I smiled helplessly, and the smile was full of the smell of doting.

"Qiansui, this is the secret letter I just received today. Mr. Pei has already seen some clues."

On the other side, like a husky breaking away from Qiansui Mansion and ran on the streets of Kyoto, Yan State.

From a distance, everyone saw a beautiful scenery.

The peerless beauty wearing a white figure was running happily, and her destination was Jishitang.

Old Qi in Jishi Hall was like facing a great enemy, Zhan Zhan stared at the door, listening to the sound of footsteps getting closer outside the door, his eyes instantly narrowed.

Here comes!

The enemy has finally arrived.

"Old Qi, Mr. Nan, Happy New Year, all the best. Congratulations on bringing the red envelope of wealth."

Mr. Qi, who had not spoken yet, was at a disadvantage all of a sudden.

Little girl, she's cruel enough!

"I wish you a happy girl, I wish you a happy smile."

Old Qi half-squinted his white eyebrows and said good-looking words, staring at Feng Wuxin without even slacking off.

Because, the weaker side is the loser.

Mr. Qi knew very clearly what the consequences of losing.

"Old Qi, Old Nan, I wish the two old people good health and everything goes well in the new year, and their business will become more and more prosperous, and they will bring them a hundred years of red envelopes."

"Girl, I wish you all the best in the new year." Feng Wuxin and Old Qi said a four-character idiom for a quarter of an hour. Nangong Ao, who was drinking tea, breathed heavily. Why did he know these two shameless things?
Chapter completed!