After hiding for less than five or six days, Han Jinyan came again.

A tall figure loomed above Feng Ranhua, who was studying the Tiancan silk that she had robbed from the secret realm.

The light was blocked.

Feng Ran frowned slightly and said calmly, "Are you trying to show off your height?"

Han Jinyan said carefully: "He is getting married."

This was a nonsensical statement. Feng Ranhua didn't understand it and rolled her eyes at him.

Han Jinyan sighed and said, "My mother is from the eldest branch of the Cang family. She received a wedding invitation. The second son of the third branch will get married in October and marry the daughter of the local famous family Yang."

Then put a big red wedding invitation on the table.

The word "喜" is as eye-catching as blood.

Feng Ranhua's fingers shrank tiredly, and the handsome and elegant figure standing like a bamboo flashed through his mind, causing a slight pain in his heart.

Cang Xuan betrayed her!

After she came to Yanmen Mountain and settled down, she asked Xu Qing to inquire about Cang Xuan's information in the martial arts world. Unexpectedly, no one found out the information, but he wanted to marry another beautiful woman.

Hua'er's dazed look hurt Han Jinyan's eyes, but Han Jinyan still smiled, a bitter smile.

Hua'er kept asking Xu Qing, Kong Ling and others about the news of the Cang family and Cang Xuan. This Cang Xuan was not the second son of the third house.

But it just so happened that the second son of the third house was about to get married in October, so it was better to suffer a short pain than a long one. According to Huaer Juejue's personality, she would definitely forget about "Cang Xuan" after hearing the news.

This will temporarily solve the problem left over from the identity of "Cang Xuan".

quite a while.

Feng Ranhua said self-deprecatingly: "Oh, then we have to congratulate him."

Han Jinyan's heart tightened slightly: "I have prepared a valuable gift and will send it to the Cang family in the name of my husband and me."

"Oh." Feng Ranhua turned the Tiancan silk in her hand back and forth and pulled it hard, leaving red marks on her fingers without realizing it.

Huaer loves "him"!

Han Jinyan raised his hand to cover his heart, it hurt, it ached.

After Han Jinyan left, Feng Ranhua became exhausted. She returned to her bedroom, closed the door, and fell asleep.

Soon, everyone in the yard heard that "Cang Xuan" was going to get married.

Qing Ling was so angry that she stood in the yard and cursed for half an hour. Kong Ling came over to comfort her, but Qing Ling picked up a broom and chased him across half the village.

While chasing, he shouted: "There is no good man in the world!"

Feng Ranhua, who had slept for two days, came out of the bedroom in high spirits, holding the black iron crystal that he had robbed from the secret realm ten days ago, and said loudly:

"Uncle Mute? I want to practice sword fighting!"

Uncle Ya had a gloomy face for days, but when the young lady called him, he felt relieved in an instant.

He took the black iron crystal handed to him by the young lady, which was as light as a gauze, and his eyes showed doubt.

Feng Ranhua said slowly and calmly:

"This is called Black Iron Crystal. It is a treasure I brought back from the secret realm that day. It can be used to make precious swords and sabers."

Uncle Ya pulled out a short knife from his waist and chopped it on the black iron crystal. With a "clang" sound, a hole was cut in the short knife, and the black iron crystal was as smooth as new.

Uncle Ya's eyes lit up with joy and he gestured: Let's find a blacksmith.

Feng Ranhua had already thought of a plan and called Kong Ling and others.

One day, Kong Ling tactfully expressed his willingness to stay in Yanmen Mountain and follow her.

She was not sentimental and agreed on the spot that they should be brothers according to the code of conduct in the martial arts world.

Kong Ling, Bai Qi and others who came upon hearing the news, each picked up a piece of black iron crystal and were amazed that there was such a hard iron crystal in the world.

Feng Ranhua saw that everyone had arrived and said loudly:

"I want to build a home in Yanmen Mountain and take root here from now on. It's late autumn now, and we need to start preparations for spring ploughing. My current plan is to leave the wooden house here untouched. We will rebuild it one kilometer behind our base camp."

"Kong Ling, go find King Han. We can borrow his two blacksmiths and sword masters to forge weapons."

"Bai Qi, starting tomorrow, go to the county town or surrounding villages to find people to build brick and tile houses and forging houses."

"There is a coal mine and an iron mine in Yanmen Mountain."

"Song Jiang, the iron ore should not be publicized and there is no rush to mine it. Go to the surrounding villages to recruit workers and take them to the mountains to build roads and mine coal."

Every arrangement confused and stunned everyone.

"Sister, if we start the project together, we won't have enough money. Why don't we build roads, dig coal, and use the money sold to build houses?" Bai Qi suggested.

Feng Ranhua said nothing and took Uncle Ya out of the house to carry out three boxes and a wooden box.

Bai Qi opened three boxes and found three hundred-year-old ginsengs. The air was filled with the fragrance of medicine, and he looked refreshed upon hearing the words.

When I opened the wooden box, I saw piles of pearls, jade ornaments, jewelry, and porcelain.

Feng Ranhua kicked the wooden box arrogantly and said, "Selling these will give us enough money for our current needs."

"From now on, all expenses will be recorded by Qingling."

The young lady said that she would be the accountant in the future. Qingling stood up and puffed out her chest.

Feng Ranhua's ambitions today have laid the foundation for the "Iron City" to be equal to or even superior to the Five Nations.

He Gu walked out of the kitchen and saw her young lady standing in front of people with a heroic figure, giving instructions on everything.

She smiled a long-lost smile, the haze on her face was swept away, and she looked far away and said, "She really looks like the lady!"

Old Gong returned from the side door holding little Ji'er in his arms. He sat on a bamboo chair under the corridor, staring at the wind-stained painting. A long-forgotten scene appeared in his mind.

When that man was young, he stood in the martial arts arena with a dashing and heroic figure, wearing a red robe and armor, and wielding a red tasseled spear, sweeping away a group of young men and young ladies from aristocratic families who were proficient in martial arts.

Her arrogance was evident in her brows, which was very similar to that of the girl Ran Hua at that moment.

Suddenly he heard Hegu sighing, and he asked:

"Ran Hua girl looks like her mother? How could the Yong En Marquis, who had just arrived in Yizhou and made a lot of jokes, marry a woman as smart as Ran Hua girl's mother? I heard that her mother is from a noble family of Dayan?"

"A century-old family, the Hai family."

He Gu replied casually that the madam's affairs involved many things and it was not appropriate to say more.

Miss Yong'en Hou knew that he was finally taken to Yizhou, but she said not to worry because the King of Han had sent people to monitor him.

Old Gong lowered his head and carefully considered the two "Hai families" and the Dayan Hai family, as if there was no connection between the two.

Zhou Si, who had just arrived here, was hiding on the treetops wearing a mask. He was shocked to hear what Miss Feng said. She looked very sad and had no appetite.

It’s incredible! She’s going to do something big!

Zhou Si flew away with a flick of his finger.

Feng Ranhua had noticed it a long time ago. She followed Han Jinyan in Chongxian and glanced at his departing back, but didn't take it to heart.

Zhou Si found the wooden house where the prince lived and rushed in anxiously:

"Master, Miss Feng is going to rebel!!!"

Han Jinyan paused for a moment, then glanced up at the fool wearing a ghost mask and said casually:

"came back."

Fusheng appeared like a ghost, and stopped Zhou Si who was about to rush forward with his foot, and said expressionlessly: "Be more solemn."

Zhou Si hurriedly pulled off the ghost mask and threw it aside, shouting:

"It's true. Miss Feng discovered an iron mine. She wants to build a forge and a military base."

Military base?

Are we going to build a military camp?

Han Jinyan frowned strangely. Could it be that his plan had backfired?

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