One Thousand Four Hundred and Seventy-Six: Failing Nieliang, Attacking Yang Tao, and Pointing to the World (16)

With a few words, Nie Liang overcame the humiliation of "gifting a blouse", and instead put Jiang Pengji along.

If it is understood according to Nie Liang's words, Jiang Pengji gave him a set of "Liu Xi's blouse" and it was not a humiliation, but Jiang Pengji had the audacity to court Nie Liang. It's just that people refused with the reason that "the Goddess has a heart, but King Xiang has no intention". At the same time, he pointed out that he has a wife and son, Jiang Pengji's age is not suitable for him, and that her age is more suitable for his son, which cleverly resolved the situation. crisis.

"Liu Xi's love is deep and righteous. The lord burned the blouse to sacrifice the flag. If he didn't know her, outsiders would inevitably say that he was ruthless."

Nie Liang looked at Wei Ying, smiled and said, "In my opinion, it's better to go along with the wind, know what my daughter is thinking, and don't want to hurt the beauty's heart."

Wei Ying echoed, "My lord is laughing at me."

Nie Liang asked people to prepare a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote a reply letter to Jiang Pengji himself.

Escorted by hundreds of people, the messenger rode fast horses all the way to Zhanjiang Pass, hoping to deliver the letter before dark.

The soldiers standing guard on the city wall immediately saw this small group of enemies, their nerves tensed up, and they tightened their hands on the red-tasseled spears.

The guard shouted to the enemy below the city, "Who is here?"

The atmosphere above and below the city was tense, with swords drawn.

"I will send a letter to your lord by the order of my lord."

The messenger hastily stated his intention, stuck the letter on the arrow, and aimed at the city with a full bow.

There was only a soft "buzz", and the arrow left the string and pierced hard into the gap between the huge stones in the city wall.

"The letter has been delivered, so farewell."

The messenger put away his longbow, cupped his fists towards the city wall, and grasped the reins tightly to control the horse to turn around.

When this group of people rode away on horseback and disappeared, the defending soldiers took the letter from the city wall with great effort and hurriedly sent it to the commander's tent.

Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "Nie Liang's reply to me? Let's see, didn't he write a letter scolding me out of frustration?"

She is very clear about what she has done, no matter how well-mannered she is, she will be so angry that her veins will throb, and it is normal to write back and scold her.

Wei Ci and the others felt that it was not the case. Nie Liang, as the strongest prince in Zhongzhao, was not so narrow-minded.

He wrote insulting letters because of Jiang Pengji's pissing off twice, which was too lacking in manners and manners.

In the live broadcast room, Xianyu stretched his neck and waited to read the contents of the letter.

[Smuggling into Africa]: It seems that our anchor is still very self-aware. Fortunately, this is an ancient time when transportation and communication were not well developed. If it is modern, people will definitely crawl over the network cable to beat you, and even those with a little self-restraint will block your door and beat you.

[Big Dudu]: I have a question. With the strength value of the anchor, if you choose one from her, you can give her the head, okay? Why did she dare to be so naughty? Isn't she relying on her ability to fight? I also feel sorry for Nie Liang. When I meet such an opponent, I feel aggrieved whether I fight or not.

The salted fish watched the whole process of Jiang Pengji playing with Nie Liang, even the blouse was given to the staff by the salted fish.

Jiang Pengji originally planned to give a set of plainer blouses, but the salted fish thought it was inappropriate and insisted on pink and tender ones. In the middle, a salted fish strongly suggested that she should simply send a set of mourning clothes for ladies in linen and filial piety. If you ask her, this suggestion hurts her a lot.

Silently glanced at the barrage, she felt that these salted fish were really rotten.

He said he felt distressed, but in action he wished that Jiang Pengji would trample Nie Liang to death.

"Let me see what they wrote—"

While murmuring, Jiang Pengji took out the letter paper from inside, and shook the neatly folded letter paper with a flick of her wrist.

"The handwriting is quite beautiful, and it looks like everyone. Nie Liang has become so sick, and his wrist is still so vigorous." Jiang Pengji commented with compliments and continued to read the content. The more she looked, the more serious her face became. There was a little killing intent between his brows.

Qi Guan asked a few people to wait for the news, they knew that this letter was not that simple when they saw their lord's expression.

"What was written in the letter?"

Jiang Pengji was so angry that she slapped the letter paper on the table, the bronze table case made a loud noise, and the four corners of the table penetrated suspiciously downward by two points.

"What to write? I have never seen such a narcissistic person!"

She is even more narcissistic than her, it's unbearable.

Qi Guan Rang stepped forward and said, "Can you let me have a look?"

Jiang Pengji buzzed, "Take it and have a look. Just don't get angry and make a fuss."

Qi Guanrang's face turned livid after reading it, and he handed the letter to Wei Ci who was closest to him.

Wei Ci took it suspiciously, and his expression was also bad.

He said, "This is a harmony poem."

Wei Ci lived in Zhongzhao for many years in his previous life, so he naturally knows the customs there. Before and after the Huachao Festival, most of the noble ladies of the gentry would get busy and participate in various banquets and poetry gatherings. At the same time, men of the right age will also be invited. To put it bluntly, it is a large-scale blind date scene for men and women. If a woman is interested in a man, she will write a dark courtship poem on the handkerchief or sachet to show her talent. After the man receives it, if he is interested in the woman, he will accept the gift, and if he has no intention, he will write a poem to reject it.

Of course, this was also a custom more than 20 years ago, and it was once regarded as a big festival of Zhongzhao.

Ever since the Queen of Demons wrote the Four Books for Women, restraining women all over the world, and teaching women's virtues, this tradition has also been dismissed as dross.

Don't say that men and women go on blind dates, passing tokens to each other in private, even meeting each other is offensive to public morals.

Nie Liang wrote this as a reply, isn't it just to convey a meaning - don't be sentimental, I don't mean anything to you.

Qi Guan Rang snorted coldly, "This Nie Liang should not be underestimated."

It was clearly a great humiliation, but the other party not only endured it, but also fought back beautifully, making Jiang Pengji suffer from a dumb loss, which is really powerful.

Wei Ci looked indifferent, not knowing what he was thinking.

However, his heart is definitely not as calm as it appears on the surface. Didn't you see that the letter paper was about to be crushed into a ball by him?

They all waited for Jiang Pengji's decision, whether to write a letter back, or something else.

Jiang Pengji looked very carefree, she said, "What's the answer? The two princes corresponded frequently, what will people in later generations say? Nie Liang has already defined the issue of the blouse. If I write another letter, it will be confirmed for him." If not? Ignore him, just fight back on the battlefield."

She really didn't take this matter to heart, at most she thought Nie Liang was quite narcissistic.

Everyone felt like they were stuck in their throats, wishing they could run to Nie Liang to find their way back.

"Don't take this matter seriously, it's just a trick, see the real trick with him on the battlefield. It's getting late, let's go."

Everyone dispersed, those who should do their work, and those who should eat, only Wei Ci sneaked back.

Jiang Pengji seemed to have expected it a long time ago, she held her chin and looked at him with a smile.

"Zixiao is jealous?"

Wei Ci sighed, "How could Ci take pleasure in this?"

He was just worried that his lord was really angry, so he tried his best to keep people from worrying.

Looking at it now, she really didn't take Nie Liang's counterattack to heart.

Inexplicably distressed, what's going on?

Nie Liang's operation was as fierce as a tiger, and his counterattack was so beautiful, but the opponent was "blind" and directly ignored his movements.

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