Chapter 114 Happiness comes too suddenly, either ghosts or fraud!

"This..." Liang Pengfei couldn't help but be stunned, and the idea kept turning in his head. One thing is certain, that is, if you want to ask this Marshal Fu for help, can you be satisfied with a thank you? According to Fu Kang'an's luxurious way of living and consumption, it's strange that this guy doesn't accept a lot of bribes.

"Your grandma, didn't you just come forward to donate for me? If you want money, just say it directly. Why do you go around so many detours?" Liang Pengfei's heart was full of disdain, but he also understood that Fu Kang'an's doing this was probably the way of those messy politicians. Of course, there is no shortage of people to tell himself that he has mastered some of his shortcomings, and it is better to listen to him obediently.

"What? Do you think there is something wrong? At this time, the folding fan in Zeng Dayuan's hand began to swing gently again, staring at Liang Pengfei, as if he wanted to see something from his face.

"I don't know how many ships the Governor needs?" Liang Pengfei suddenly flashed in his head and asked Master Zeng.

"Twenty 2,500 stone boats." Master Zeng stretched out two fingers and shook at Liang Pengfei, laughing. Marshal Fu has walked leisurely to the mahogany frame beside him to enjoy the various utensils placed on it.

As for the general who was called by Fu Kang'an, he has also stood up and accompanied Fu Kang'an, with a respectful face, just like a slave in Fu Kang'an's family.

"Since it was Marshal Fu who opened his mouth, Peng Fei naturally presented his hands. However, Master Zeng must also know that my Liang family has been a seaman for a long time, and his shopkeepers are also relying on boats to eat. If the ship is dedicated, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find the right thing for them to do for a while." A trace of embarrassment appeared on Liang Pengfei's face.

On the other side, Fu Kang'an did not look back and said, "The sailors of Liangguang have been idle for a long time, weak, and the camp is useless. It is said to be [***]. The governor is thinking of rectifying the sailors and recruiting a group of soldiers. Pengfei, you are not only the person recommended by the governor, but also the new president. There are no generals under him. I promise you to recruit by yourself.

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"..." Liang Pengfei was really confused. He grinned like a beggar who wanted to beg for a bite of food, but he found that a rich man had turned over his body for a long time and had no change. He simply lost a thick hundred-yuan note to himself.

Seeing Liang Pengfei's silly appearance, Master Zeng said, "After that you are Mr. Qian and a soldier of the Guangdong Marine Division, you can recruit by yourself. At that time, don't the shops of your Liang family still have work to do?"

"Since the governor has an order, Liang Pengfei should obey." Liang Pengfei bit his teeth and did it. He said that your grandmother could actually bump into such a good thing. If he didn't do it, Liang Pengfei was really a fool.

"Ha ha, good! It's worthy of the young hero valued by me. He is bold and decisive. He is very within reach. Well, you can go back first to avoid being too hasty. Maybe in three months, after three months, 20 2,500 stone material boats will be placed in the sailor's camp. Fu Kang'an slowly stepped forward and patted Liang Pengfei on the shoulder very kindly, with a leader's style of praising the red soldiers.

Liang Pengfei also cooperated with an expression of gratitude. After a thousand thanks, he reluctantly left Fukang'an's mansion. Young master, you're here." Seeing Liang Pengfei coming from the house, Bai Shusheng and Monk Chen, who were squatting at the concierge and waiting, came forward to ask.

Liang Pengfei had a high-spirited smile on his face. Well, let's go. Let's go home. After Liang Pengfei walked to the corner of the street, the smile on his face gradually faded, showing a thoughtful expression.

"Young master, what's wrong?" After seeing the change in Liang Pengfei's face, Bai Shusheng, who was the most considerate, couldn't help asking. Monk Chen also looked concerned.

"Nothing, it's just that this Fu's behavior today is a little beyond my expectation." Liang Pengfei scratched his bare chin, and his eyes began to turn around.

"The so-called happiness comes too suddenly, either ghosts or fraud." Liang Pengfei believes in luck, but never miracles. Today's trip to the governor's mansion made Liang Pengfei feel that there seemed to be some conspiracy behind this happiness.

Master Liang's brainless words made Bai Shusheng and Monk Chen hear the fog. Even after the official Liang knew what happened to Liang Pengfei today, it was also a fog. Liang's official scratched his smooth scalp and said cigarettes in his mouth. With that face full of flesh, he was like an old ruffian. 412 "Why is this Marshal Fu so good to you?" Official Liang turned around and looked up his son's face. Although his son was very handsome, he was not handsome enough to make Fu Kang'an, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, take the initiative to show his goodwill.

"Twenty large material boats are only 100,000 taels of silver. It can be said that the Marshal Fu took this money as a matter of course. Originally, I estimated that Marshal Fu might ask our family for two or three hundred thousand taels of silver. Unexpectedly, he didn't want money, so he wanted a boat, and by the way, he asked our old Liang family to give it away. What kind of way is this? Reason." Liang Pengfei lay on the table and said with a wrinkled face. He had a headache, but he really couldn't find a reason to convince himself.

The official Liang exhaled a thick puff of smoke, and his sharp eyes flashed behind the smoke: "What you said makes sense. Although our old Liang family is doing the business of killing and over goods, it does not mean that our family is all brainless. There are no ghosts here. As long as the ship and people, he doesn't want money. Does Marshal Fu really lack such a little manpower?

Liang Pengfei stood up: "My son wants to find Uncle Pan. Instead of guessing here, it's better to ask Uncle Pan, who often deals with Marshal Fu first."

Liang Yuanxia meditated and nodded: "Os, go. Maybe your uncle can really know the key to it."

Liang Pengfei said he would leave as soon as he left. Without much time, he rushed to Pan's house. But when he asked about the doorman, he was accused that Pan Youdu had gone out. Master Liang was about to turn around and leave, but he heard a pleasant call.

"It turned out to be Brother Liang. Please come in quickly. My father said before he went out that he would come back for lunch." Pan Bingjie, dressed in a snow-white floral dress and wrapped in a fur cloak, appeared at the door. The big round and dark eyes were looking at Liang Pengfei, with a trace of mischievously at the corners of her mouth, and the drooping tassel-like hair made her slightly baby cheeks more beautiful and soft.

After Liang Pengfei's eyes fell on Pan Bingjie's face, he subconsciously turned around. Oh, it's Pan Xiao. No, Pan Shimei, you are polite to my brother. Liang Pengfei really doesn't know how to call this little beauty.

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Hearing Liang Pengfei's stuttering greeting, Pan Bingjie couldn't help smiling, as if winter showed a trace of beautiful spring, reminding people of the fresh green willow buds.

"Brother, you'd better call me a little sister." Pan Bingjie's words relieved Liang Pengfei, who had a little red face.

Liang Pengfei and Pan Bingjie walked side by side. In the quiet corridor, only the footsteps of two people made a slight friction sound on the bluestone paved ground. From time to time, Pan Bingjie quietly looked at Liang Pengfei, but when Liang Pengfei's eyes poked over, the little girl quickly moved her eyes. This The hide-and-seek-like eye game made Master Liang roll his eyes.

"Does this girl like herself?" Liang Pengfei's eyes turned around twice, but it was not easy for him to ask this kind of question. It was not that he was thin-skinned, but that he was afraid that Miss Pan was too thin-skinned. In case he heard his question, it would be very bad to regard himself as a lustful old hooligan.

"I heard from my father that you actually caught the Xiyi pirate named White-headed One Owen. Is it true or not?" At the end of the corridor, Pan Bingjie stopped and raised her head to ask Liang Pengfei.

The pink little face was a little red. In the star eyes, the stars flashed, and the plump red lips opened slightly, revealing white teeth, and the lips were red and white.

"Of course it's true." Liang Pengfei felt that the girl's expression was like the little girls who chased stars she saw on the TV news. It seemed that the beauty worshipped heroes, which was an eternal truth.

"Can you tell me," Pan Bingjie's eyes glanced around, showing a trace of excitement. Anyway, my father hasn't come back yet, okay? Yesterday, I also saw those captured Yi chiefs, one or two fierce and fierce. I really don't know how you caught them. I asked my father, but he was very perfunctory. It was really annoying. Miss Pan stamped her little feet and pouted her little mouth. Her delicate and naive aneousness, her beautiful eyebrows moved amorous amorous feelings, like a hanging neck rope, which almost pulled Master Liang's heart to his throat.

"Good boy, I'm so seductive when I'm only 15 years old. If I'm a little older, I'm going to hook up my soul." Under the sanctimonious disguise of Master Liang, his mind was full of obscene perverts.

"Don't be annoyed, little sister. Anyway, I'm idle for my brother now, so I'll give you one by one. However, this process is full of ferocious and bloody. I don't know if you can stand it?" Liang Pengfei smiled gently, but his eyes were as evil as a former annihire suspect.

Pan Bingjie blinked her big pure and thorough eyes and shook her head: "Don't be afraid. If you have such a young hero who can capture those Xiyi thief chiefs alive, the little sister is not afraid." Pan Bingjie's answer made Master Liang grin happily. That's right. With my brother here, you don't have to be afraid.

In fact, what Master Liang wants to say is: "In my arms, you don't have to be afraid of anything." I don't know how familiar Liang Pengfei was with this sentence.

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(to be continued)