1230th: Preparing for War, Recuperating (18)

Jiang Pengji laughed and said, "Let's have fun with the people today, if you don't play well, don't hold it against you."

Everyone: "..."

Needless to say?

How is the flute sound of your master, don't you have any ACD numbers in your heart?

Jiang Pengji held the jade flute to her lips, and a cheerful tune poured out.

She can't do anything else, but her imitation ability and memory ability are first-rate.

Ever since the war of the Gaoyue tribe ended, Wei Ci taught her to play the flute in private, after all, you can't just play the flute all the time, right?

Jiang Pengji is a very busy person, she doesn't have much time to learn, so far she only knows one song.

Even if you only know one song, it can barely be used to deal with it.

The crowd and the 850,000 salted fish in the live broadcast room were already mentally prepared for the magic sound to fill their ears. Unexpectedly, the sound of the flute was not unpleasant at all.

Others looked dumbfounded, but Wei Ci raised his lips and smiled.

Although the skills are mediocre, but his lord can also "monitor beasts", which adds a lot of color to this song.

The sound of the flute sounded, and the iron-eating beast that had burrowed into Wei Ci's arms seemed to have been summoned by something, with a big face full of confusion.

Everyone saw it holding a plate of fruit with its two front paws, standing on its two hind legs, walking around Jiang Pengji step by step, stepping on the beat with its two hind legs while circling, humming a tune, Until the end of the song, the iron-eating beast seemed to have become a spirit, nodding and bowing to Jiang Pengji, holding the fruit plate high, and handing the fruit plate to her in a pious gesture.

Jiang Pengji didn't pick it up, so it put down the fruit plate.

"Go down."

As if understanding what she said, the iron-eating beast walked towards Wei Ci with twists and turns, grabbed his knees and crawled into his arms, found a comfortable position, yawned, and fell asleep with his eyes closed. Jiang Pengji smiled and put away the jade flute, bent down to pick up the fruit plate and put it back on Wei Ci's dining table.

The crowd couldn't regain their senses for a long time, they looked at Jiang Pengji and then at the sleeping iron-eating beast cub.

Could it be that this iron-eating beast has become a spirit?

So human?

Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "It's just a mere trick to control beasts, it's okay to use it for entertainment, to make you laugh."

Everyone couldn't recover from the show just now for a long time.

Even if Jiang Pengji's tune wasn't exquisite, the performance of Iron Eater still brought a qualitative change to the whole show.

Not only did he not make a fool of himself, but he added a layer of mystery to himself.

People in this era are still very superstitious, the more extraordinary Jiang Pengji's performance, the better, and naturally she will be more outstanding.

With her little dew, all the civil and military people who have never seen the "world" are coaxed, but the salted fish in the live broadcast room live in the era of information explosion, so naturally it is not so easy to fool. Just after Jiang Pengji's performance ended, the barrage in the live broadcast room was like a blowout, and they all double-clicked 666 for her.

[Gu Mengjiu]: The anchor has finally shown the halo of Mary Su, it's best to blind them!

[Little Huiyuan Gungun]: The anchor not only blinded the kind and beautiful people, but also blinded the baby's eyes. That Panda is only so old, even if he was trained from the mother's womb, he can't be so humane, right? Furthermore, they are not used to standing and walking on two hind legs, which is not good for their health, but this little Panda is doing it so smoothly and naturally, it is definitely a fine Panda Jing!

[Luo Yu Treading Flowers]: It cooperates very well with the anchor, and it was humming just now, what is it if it's not becoming a master?

[Fairy Queen's Scarlet]: After the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals are not allowed to become spirits.

[Smuggling into Africa]: The anchor doesn't have this "heavenly restraint", maybe he has become a master. Haven't you noticed that this Panda is the Panda who showed up in the live broadcast room a long time ago. It was so small before, but now almost a year has passed, and it is still so small.

As we all know, after the birth of the young Pang Da, the changes are quite large.

The Panda on the screen is obviously very young, only three to five months old.

Jiang Pengji smiled and said nothing, did not explain the secret.

Of course, this iron-eating beast did not become a spirit, its actions were all controlled by Jiang Pengji.

Turning spiritual power into invisible power, manipulating the iron-eating beast to make the actions she wants,

The truth is that simple.

Jiang Pengji didn't explain, everyone could only attribute the effect of the performance to the two possibilities of the miraculous "Beast Familiar" and "Fat Achievement".

It was rare for her to perform on stage, and the civil and military officials naturally gave her face and praised her on stage.

The atmosphere of the New Year's banquet was back to normal.

Seeing this, Mrs. Han's expression seemed to be covered with a layer of plaster, and she became extremely stiff, and her heart was not in a good mood at all.

She reflected on it, and she felt that her fault was probably because she was too obvious, which made people catch her.

If he had been more cautious just now, it would not have caused such a big embarrassment.

Even though Jiang Pengji thoughtfully helped Han Yu out of the siege, in Madam Han's eyes, this matter was a slap in the face for her.

It seemed that she didn't expose it, but actually tore off her face and stomped on the ground.

Her heart was so stuffy that she couldn't breathe, Madam Han's complexion became worse and worse.

Han Yu said, "Are you satisfied with this? This is a New Year's feast, restrain yourself a bit! Don't lose your manners and make people laugh."

Mrs. Han can't listen to other words, but she really listens to words about manners and face.

No matter how angry Madam Han felt in her heart, she didn't dare to explode, so she could only swallow it back forcefully.

Jiang Pengji smiled and chatted with everyone, while secretly taking a look at the situation of Han Yu and his wife.

This couple doesn't seem to be in harmony?

but--

After all, it was Han Yu's family matter, and he would handle it well as a man, but she was an outsider and the master, so it was really hard for her to intervene.

After eating and drinking, Jiang Pengji took the crowd to watch several lively new plays.

Some new plays are warm and happy, and some new plays are purely funny, similar to cross talk sketches.

It was almost time, so Jiang Pengji asked them to go back to their respective homes and stay at home to watch the New Year with their families.

This is the first time for Han Yu's eldest son to experience such a year, and his mind is still reminiscing about the content of the new play just now, and thinking about the peers he just met.

Mrs. Han sat silently in the carriage, and there were several fists between her and Han Yu.

Han Yu said, "After the new year, my husband plans to send the child to Jinlin Academy for enlightenment."

"How can Jinlin Academy compare with the ethnology of my concubine's natal family?" Madam Han frowned, "That kind of place is enlightened and misleads children?"

Han Yu got a little angry, and said, "The mentor is also teaching in the academy, how can I mislead my disciples!"

Mrs. Han was silent, but judging from her eyes and expression, she did not approve of Han Yu.

What about Jinlin Academy?

How can the fame and background of the blown out be compared with the gentry who have made great achievements in the past?

But her husband didn't understand her yet, and the more she thought about it, the more wronged she became.

In order to be a good example of a noble lady, she promoted Han Yu's maids who served him before marriage, gave them face, and treated their children kindly.

She has devoted herself to her family, but she can't get Han Yu's understanding and respect.

Mrs. Han said forcefully, "If the gentleman wants to flatter the child's future, he can do it to anyone, and he can't touch the lifeblood of my concubine."

The concubines and concubines in the backyard can just go to the Jinlin Academy in Naluoshizi. Anyway, they are concubines who are not on the stage, and studying with a group of untouchable children from lowly backgrounds can be regarded as burying them. If she let her eldest son go, she would cry to death!

Han Yu's cheeks were livid with anger.

The eldest son on the side bowed his head silently under the cover of low air pressure, not daring to see his parents.

"This matter, you can't tolerate willful nonsense!"

Mrs. Han sneered, "Mr. Lang is as ruthless as iron, and wants to trample you and my son-in-law?"

Han Yu said, "This is not a practice. It's too late to love my husband deeply. How can I hurt him?"

Madam Han was disheartened and in a hurry, she lived directly with Han Yu in the separate residence, leaving the father and son to watch the year, and took an early rest by herself.

Han Yu sighed, but he really had nothing to do with this lady.

"When I go to Jinlin Academy in the future, I must not be arrogant when treating my classmates—"

When watching the new year, Han Yu gently reminded the eldest son.

The eldest son has a gentle temperament and responds obediently.

"Well, my son knows."

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