One Thousand and Seventy-Nine: Meng's Death (6)

The genius remembers the address of this site in a second: (Apex Chinese), the fastest update! No advertisements! Huang Song subconsciously does not want to agree, and has a little hesitation in his heart.

Jiang Pengji didn't wait for him to come up with an excuse, and made a joke.

"Bogao, you won't be reluctant if I ask you for Mr. Nie?"

"How can you be reluctant? Lan Ting is willing to let Cheng Yun accompany you, this is your trust in him—" Huang Song knew very well in his heart that if Yuan Xin's hostility hadn't been too obvious, which made Jiang Pengji dissatisfied, he wouldn't be afraid. Such precautionary measures will be taken.

Jiang Pengji ordered the army to be stationed in Qianyan County, and rushed here with only 5,000, and she herself took a huge risk.

She is very defensive and rejects people who are hostile to her, Huang Song can fully understand.

Yuan Xin drank a little too much, and when he heard that Nie Xun wanted to get close to Jiang Pengji's family again, a certain nerve tensed up.

"The old man is just a vulgar person, and he can't say good things about it--hiccup--Liuzhou Mu is noble, and Nie Chengyun is not enough. How can it match my master's friendship with Liuzhou Mu? If it spreads, outsiders still don't say that my master is negligent. Distinguished guest, don’t you know how to behave?” Yuan Xin’s cheeks were flushed from drinking, but his tiger’s eyes were not cloudy, but shone with a sharp look, “I heard——— I heard that Liuzhou Mu and Feng Biejia are also young friends, and Feng Biejia is me again. The Lord's most trusted right-hand man, if you are accompanied by the wind, it will not be rude."

As he spoke, he hiccupped, and the wine bottle he held in his hand trembled with more than half of the wine, as if he was quite drunk.

In fact, this person seemed drunk but not drunk, but his mind was still very clear.

There was only one thought in his mind, absolutely not to let people from Nie Xun and Jiang Pengji's lineage get too close!

As everyone knows, his defensive behavior put Nie Xun in an awkward position.

Huang Song's complexion was slightly unkind, and he could only help Yuan Xin make amends to Jiang Pengji with a dry smile.

Feng Jue, who was sitting at the bottom, was about to come out to speak, when Jiang Pengji said with a tired and uninterested expression, "That's all - why are you so defensive, what is the family saying? If Huai Jie had time, Bo Gao would let her go." , it’s better to accompany me there—”

Seeing this, Feng Jue reluctantly swallowed back the words of apology, cupped his hands and bowed, "Liuzhou Mu will not give up, and Jue will take care of me."

The atmosphere of the banquet was already weird, but now it was even more stagnant.

Huang Song tried his best to ease the atmosphere, but everyone still didn't know what to eat, and suspicion and guard flowed among each other.

Jiang Pengji pretended to be drunk and left the scene, returning to the camp arranged by Huang Song.

She had someone pour herself a basin of cold water, and then buried her entire face in the freezing water.

After holding back for a while, Jiang Pengji raised her head, closed her eyes and groped for the cloth towel.

Grabbing the cloth towel, he wiped off the water stains on his face indiscriminately. The cold water and the stimulation of the cloth towel turned his pale face into two blushes.

Opening his eyes, he happened to see the screen full of barrage, most of the audience were comforting Jiang Pengji.

Although they were just spectators, everyone could feel that something was wrong in the weird atmosphere of the banquet and the unnatural relationship between old friends.

: I feel sorry for the anchor, the words "things are right and people are wrong" are really too cruel.

: Yesterday I stayed up all night chasing Kaifeng Tiantuan, and today I watched the scene of the anchor and Huang Song, and suddenly I remembered that Crab told Baozi that we would never be the same as before-oh my god, I was stabbed with two knives in a row, and my heart ached. All broken.

Even though the audience had long been prepared for the host and Huang Song's rivalry, they still felt uncomfortable seeing this scene.

Regarding this, Jiang Pengji could only say that they were still too emotional.

: If I were Bo Gao today, guess what I would do? Set up a Hongmen banquet, cut the weeds and roots, and it will be over once and for all. Bogao didn't do this, not because he didn't think of it or his heart was not so vicious, but because he was unsure and worried.

Although it was only two short sentences, the audience felt the indifference and heartlessness rushing towards their faces.

The audience was stunned for a moment, and many felt that Jiang Pengji was thinking too darkly, so they couldn't help but refute.

: If Huang Song is really that bad, why didn't he do anything at the banquet? This is his home field, poisoning or setting up an ambush in advance,

You didn't bring many people with you, the anchor. No matter how you look at the Hongmen Banquet, Huang Songsheng has a higher face.

Jiang Pengji smiled, with a somewhat cold expression on her face.

: Bogao has seen me kill people, and no one under him can stop me, so he said he was not sure. If he really wanted to do something, he must be the first to die. As for concerns - if Bogao and I fight, it's not worthwhile to take advantage of others.

At this time, Feng Jue sent someone to send Huang Song, who was smelling of alcohol, back to the backyard, and Mrs. Qi hurriedly sent someone to get hangover soup.

"Ma'am, put the hangover soup first, let me get drunk for a while—"

Huang Song supported his swollen head, supported the low table with his right hand, breathing heavily and tiredly.

"How much did you drink today?" Mrs. Qi said angrily, "How dare you go against the doctor's doctor's orders and drink intemperately while you are still ill?"

Huang Song stuck out his tongue and said, "I didn't drink much, I'm just half-drunk—it's good to be drunk, at least I won't think about it—"

"Thinking wildly?" Mrs. Qi was surprised.

Huang Song half leaned on Mrs. Qi's shoulder, buried her neck, and lowered his voice, "Lanting only brings five thousand elites, this is a good opportunity, maybe there is no better opportunity than this. But what— ——As a husband, you can’t be reckless, let alone lose your footing.”

He has to restrain the demon and greedy heart that is screaming in his heart, so as not to make a stupid decision that he regrets.

Instead of clearing your mind, get half-drunk and use your headache as a distraction.

Mrs. Qi was taken aback for a moment, as if she couldn't digest this fact immediately.

"Your Majesty, you actually—"

"I haven't put this idea into action yet, I just think about it in my head—" Huang Song shook his head and said with a slightly drunken face, "I am not as good as Lan Ting in this regard—if I bring five thousand elites to wait for me today , it must be a Hongmen feast full of murderous intentions and no life left, she has no worries—I can’t, I dare to make other moves, she can crush my neck first—”

The scene of Jiang Pengji dismembering a living person with a wat board in the court hall was so impressive that she would occasionally have nightmares about that scene.

Of course, if the Hongmen Banquet can work, Huang Song will not miss this opportunity.

He didn't do anything, it was exactly what Jiang Pengji said——

One is not sure, and the other has concerns.

On the second day, Feng Jue and Nie Xun came to Dianmao early in the morning.

"Where is Meng Zhan locked up right now?"

Jiang Pengji followed her usual habits, brushed her teeth, washed and changed her clothes after doing morning exercises, looking refreshed.

Feng Jue cupped his hands and said, "Tie Meng is locked in a dungeon."

"I'll go and see him myself." Jiang Pengji glanced at them, and nodded to the two of them, "Zixiao, Shijiu, you follow."

Li Yun asked Ying to say, "My lord is traveling alone, and the two gentlemen are not very skilled in martial arts. Please allow me to follow you later."

Li Yun's words were not too much, but when the relationship between Jiang Pengji and Huang Song was tense, it sounded strange. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.