Kneeling for a Monthly Ticket: Defeating Nieliang, Attacking Yang Tao, and Pointing to the End of the World

Since the crisis of the Nie family subsided, Zhanjiangguan had calmed down. After a busy period of time, Jiang Pengji became the hands-off shopkeeper, in the name of training a new generation. As a result, she threw a lot of trivial things to Feng Yi and Sun Lan, and Sun Wen felt very distressed when she saw it, and said all day long, "Lan Lan has lost weight again", "The clothes seem to be bigger", "Good grandson, this is the old chicken soup that grandpa asked to cook."

Jiang Pengji just looked at it coldly, her teeth ached from seeing it, but she couldn't say it outright because Sun Wen was right in front of her.

In the live broadcast room, Xianyu didn't have to worry about this, and quickly rushed a piece called "Sun Kong's Self-cultivation" to the top of the list.

What Jiang Pengji wanted to complain about was almost exhausted by them.

[Fairy Queen's Scarlet]: Grandpa Sun Wen is simply a textbook-like grandson, wishing he could kick his grandson away in his pocket.

[Jumping Little Apple's Shiitake Mushrooms]: Well, other people's grandpas never let me down, envy and hate.

[Night Scenery in the Lotus Pond]: Grandpa Sun can take his grandson to participate in the variety show "Where Are You Going, Grandpa", and it will definitely be the most popular.

Although he dotes on his grandson very much, Sun Wen also has a sense of proportion, and never interferes with his grandson's affairs, watching Sun Lan tangle and writhing cruelly.

In comparison, this kid Feng Yi is much more pitiful, every time he bows his head to the copybook, he loses weight visibly to the naked eye.

Qi Guanrang really couldn't bear to look down on him anymore, and occasionally he would stand up to help, lest the child be promoted at such a young age.

"Thank you."

In the past year, the last bit of childishness on Feng Yi's face has completely receded, and there is a firmness that does not match her age between her brows, her head is more elongated like bean sprouts, and the altitude is higher, at this time she is only half a head shorter than Qi Guan Rang . One must know that Qi Guanrang is a mixed blood of two races, and his frame is much taller than ordinary Central Plains men. Fengyi is only so old, and she still has room to grow in height, so she will be taller in the future.

"Your father said all the good things and gave me a good gift to take care of you. If he doesn't do something, won't he make a fuss if he finds out?" Qi Guanrang didn't intend to hide it for Feng Zhen, anyway, Feng Yi also knew what kind of virtue his father was. , with a unique sarcasm and meanness in the words. However, when facing Feng Yi, Qi Guan Rang was much gentler, and would even ask the guards to go into the mountains to hunt some wild game for him to nourish him, with a bit of a fatherly attitude, he said, "Eat more, I am growing up recently, The food in the military camp is still too plain.”

Feng Yi smiled and responded, her eyes touched the pile of unfinished military affairs on the table, and her brain hurt.

"My lord, has your health improved recently?"

"My lord's body is stronger than that of Xiong Blind. Any discomfort is just an excuse for laziness." Qi Guan let him know what he wanted to test, and said, "She has this personality, and she can't tolerate tedious documents. Simply being unwell is such a big deal, I leave it to you and grandson. Lan practiced it."

Feng Yi asked, "Master, is this always the case?"

Before the battle was tense, Feng Yi often saw that Jiang Pengji's camp was brightly lit, no matter how many military affairs he brought in, they would always be dealt with cleanly the next day.

Therefore, Jiang Pengji left Fengyi with the impression of being diligent in government affairs, until recently she let herself go...

"Rong Li, she is the lord, if she has to do everything herself, why does she want so many courtiers?" Qi Guan asked naturally, "When you come out of Jinlin Academy and become an official, you will probably have to adapt. There are the duties of a minister, and the monarch also has the duties of a monarch. The lord is like the head of a person, she does not need to do everything well, she only needs to know which tasks are to be done by whom."

Diligence is certainly a good thing, but if you don't know anything but have to intervene in everything, it's a pain in the ass.

In this world, not everyone is as omniscient and omnipotent as the protagonist. There are too many fools who pretend to be smart, pretending to understand if they don't understand.

"Well... there is something..." After eating a good meal, Fengyi showed rare hesitation, "I don't know..."

Qi Guanrang raised his eyebrows, and found a thin layer of blush on Feng Yi's face, "That's right."

"At noon, my nephew went to the main tent and saw... the lord and Mr. Wei seem to be a little... intimate?"

Qi Guan gave way, "Just rest assured about this matter, don't make it public."

Feng Yi was startled, "Those two are really..."

Qi Guan stepped aside, "Men and women are unmarried, they can do whatever they like, why are you so surprised?"

Fengyi: "..."

The man is not married, the woman is not married?

When Feng Yi thought that the target was the lord and Wei Ci, she silently swallowed her complaints.

Qi Guan put on a standard Buddhist expression, and said, "Now the war is almost over, it's time to look forward to a young master."

After a while, let the guards go into the mountains to look for wild animals that strengthen yang and nourish yin.

Wei Zixiao's body is still a bit thin.

Feng Yi nodded numbly, "Yes, the lord has no heirs so far, it's quite worrying."

Counting, in a few months, the lord will be twenty-four.

There is no child at this age, it is indeed worrying.

At this moment, what was Jiang Pengji doing who was supposed to be in the main tent?

She had a picnic outside, took a nap on Wei Ci's leg, envious of a group of salted fish.

"My lord is in a good mood, but have you met a happy event?"

Jiang Pengji stared at his lips for a long time, which made Wei Ci feel uncomfortable, and couldn't help thinking about Meng Lang just now.

"How can you tell that I'm in a good mood? I'm so sad that I can only have a few bites of delicious food in front of me."

Jiang Pengji's sassy words are inversely proportional to her integrity, one set after another, Rao Wei Ci can't stand it even after many battles.

Hearing her pointed teasing, Wei Ci's ears blushed unapologetically.

"Don't do that next time, today...Rong Li seems to..."

It's nothing more than being let to know by Qi Guan, Wei Ci's face can still bear it, but being bumped into by Feng Yi, a junior, is really embarrassing. Did he know how vigilant his lord was, and Feng Yi must have noticed her approaching, but he played tricks and didn't remind him.

Jiang Pengji said, "I'm at his age, and I don't know how many G's I've watched in the movie books. How can children nowadays be so innocent?"

Wei Ci: "..."

Although I can't understand it, I feel something is wrong.

"How many 'bases' are objects?"

Jiang Pengji said, "A moving fire avoidance map, one G probably has several sets?"

Wei Ci: "..."

Jiang Pengji thought he wasn't ashamed enough, and said, "If I have a chance in the future, I'll take you to see it, but the figure of those characters is not one percent as good as Zixiao's. I don't know why they like to watch it. It's very boring, and the posture is a bit messed up."

Jiang Pengji spent her youth in the genetic warrior training camp.

Some not-so-serious comrades bullied her for being young and teased her that it was funny, but Jiang Pengji actually took a serious look at it.

However, her insight is too terrifying, those characters are like skeletons in her eyes, and she can't see anything good.

Jiang Pengji said again, "When the class teacher returns, give it a try?"

Wei Ci was speechless, and immediately put his hand on his forehead, revealing a pair of red ears.

"My lord, if you do this again, Cizhen will be annoyed!"

The milk is fierce and the milk is fierce.

Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "Okay, I'll just change it, don't be annoyed. How about I tell you some good news to make amends?"

Wei Ci's flame that had just risen went out with a pop.

"what news?"

Jiang Pengji said, "Yang Tao has surrendered."

Wei Ci's eyes showed surprise, "When is the news?"

Jiang Pengji said, "Just now, probably in ten or twenty days, we will receive the battle report."

A tender and juicy Ouhuang just came out of the oven.

The object of time travel, Yang Tao's son's nanny.