One Thousand Five Hundred and Eighty-Nine: Receive Nansheng, Kill Ann (3)

"My lord, are you eating your own jealousy?"

Wei Ci asked with some uncertainty, but the corners of his lips couldn't help curling up.

In the previous two lives, he was also in his seventies, but now his mentality is like that of a reckless boy who just fell in love.

If the sweetheart is willing to pay more attention to him and see him more, he can't help but jump for joy.

Jiang Ji admitted it generously, and said, "So what? Even if you were the 'Your Majesty' in your previous life, but I don't have that memory, it is another person to me. You mention her all day long. Dejected, isn't it normal for me to be jealous?"

She is not like the duplicity man in front of her, her words and deeds are inconsistent. She can see through Wei Ci's temper, so she can say what she wants, don't expect his brain circuits to guess the feelings she wants to express. She admitted that she was jealous, why not!

Wei Ci suppressed a smile and said, "My lord and Ci are almost 150 years old together, old couples, don't mention these things."

Jiang Ji frowned, curled her lips and said, "Honestly, in your heart, am I more important or your Majesty?"

Wei Ci: "..."

The strong desire to survive told him that this was a terrible proposition.

Rao Wei Ci usually had a good tongue, but now he didn't dare to answer easily, for fear of stepping on a land mine.

In a dilemma, he could only turn to the culprit who looked at him in distress with a half-smile but not a smile.

"My lord thinks, how should Ci answer?"

Jiang Ji said, "Sex!"

"What?"

"Lure!"

Jiang Ji gestured with scissors.

"There are no conflicts between couples that can't be resolved with one kiss. If there is, then kiss two."

Wei Ci: "..."

Rao Wei Ci has seen all kinds of turmoil and waves, but he still can't handle his lord's showy manipulations from time to time.

Sometimes he wondered if he was blind. Your majesty and the lord are clearly the same person. The former is indifferent and introverted, and occasionally laughs heartily. When there is little warmth, the latter... seems to show all his emotions , so that he can not parry.

Even so, if he can't resist, he still has to bear it. Who makes this person the person he looks up to, pursues, and loves for two lifetimes.

The relationship between the two has steadily warmed up, and Jiang Ji is not a petty person, and often shares with others.

For example, Wei Ci gave her supper in the middle of the night, and she also broadcasted a live broadcast of abusing single dogs in the middle of the night.

Why do you say it is abusing single dogs?

Which couple with a nightlife would grab the spot in the live broadcast room at this time?

Only single dogs play games, play mobile phones and watch live broadcasts when they are hungry. Adults who are out of singles are enjoying life, okay? Therefore, the live broadcast room during this period was filled with the wailing and crying of the salted fish, and it was as lively as the New Year, and Jiang Ji was the only one who was happy.

Her happiness is based on the pain of five million salted fish, and it is precious to taste.

Fortunately, this painful day did not last too long.

[Smuggled into Africa]: Thank you, Big Brother Qiguan, I have finally finished the pre-missions for the expedition, otherwise the anchor will go crazy.

[Little Lucky]: Thank you, the anchor is like taking the wrong medicine these days, but she is abusing the dog, and the whole world knows that she is out of the order.

[It's great to have a dream]: Wrong, it's not the whole world, it's clearly the 12 billion people in two planes who know that she's out of the order.

The salted fish complained silently, Jiang Ji put on her military uniform again, turned over and jumped on the horseback.

"Set off!"

The towering mountains near Zhanjiang Pass slowly sank into the horizon behind her.

Qi Guan asked a few people to stand on the city wall to watch the army leave, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, their bodies seemed to be surrounded by golden fluorescence.

"If we can win Nansheng this time, the world can look forward to it."

Qi Guanrang's voice was not heavy, but it had a certain force, as if what he was talking about was the future.

Sun Wen corrected, "It's not 'the world can be expected', it's clearly 'a prosperous age can be expected'."

"Yes, prosperity can be expected." Qi Guanrang showed a rare smile, "I have to work hard, don't let the Lord hold you back."

Sun Wen frowned.

He wouldn't think that Qi Guan said this casually,

Obviously ambitious.

"What are you going to do?"

Qi Guan stepped aside, "Naturally, it's to make Zhongzhao make more trouble, and make them tired of internal fighting. If possible, they can cooperate with each other."

Speaking of sowing discord, Qi Guanrang is also a veteran, not weaker than when Sun Wen was sociating the three tribes in northern Xinjiang.

"According to what you mean, are you planning to secretly support the Zhongzhao forces?"

The situation in Zhongzhao was already chaotic enough, but in the eyes of the two, it was not enough and they needed to fan the flames.

"It's easy to backfire if I send troops in person, and let the Zhongzhao gentry unite as one." Qi Guanrang understands this very well. Once there is a common enemy and greater hatred, the former enemies can temporarily form alliances and become allies. This is not what Qi Guan Rang wants to see, "It's better to support one person secretly, and use the other party's hand to plant eyeliner and provoke more intense internal fighting."

The more ruthless the internal strife in the Zhongzhao, the greater the profit for Qi Guan to reap the benefits of the fisherman. Qi Guanrang is not worried that no one is willing to cooperate with him, in the face of sufficiently attractive interests, few people can hold back, let alone those who have empty ambitions but no matching intelligence.

Qi Guan asked Sun Wen, "What do Zaidao think?"

Sun Wen smiled and said, "Very good."

Part of the feud between him and Nie Shi was settled, but it was far from enough. Jiang Ji, as the lord, had to go to a higher position if she wanted to uproot Nie Shi. If the Zhongzhao can be included in the bag, what is a Nie family worth? Sun Wen naturally agreed with Qi Guanrang's suggestion.

Leaving aside what the two of them were planning, Jiang Ji started a boring march.

Zhanjiang Pass is not very far from Zhangzhou, and it takes half a month or 20 days to reach Zhanjiang Pass.

However, Jiang Ji brought 50,000 soldiers and horses, so the marching speed was naturally not comparable to that of the messenger, and the overall speed was much slower.

On the tenth day of the march, the scouts of the army stopped the fast-moving courier, and after questioning, they found out that the courier was coming for Jiang Ji.

Jiang Ji took off her thick military uniform and put on a black round gown with arrow sleeves. The hem was shortened by her, barely reaching her knees.

This dress was taught to her by the viewers in the live broadcast room, saying that it is convenient to wear, easy to move around, and neat and beautiful to look at.

Jiang Ji asked people to make it according to the audience's words. The clothes are indeed very comfortable, and they look more heroic and free and easy.

No one has ever seen this style of clothing, but who made Jiang Ji the protagonist, even if she had never seen it, others would not dare to say anything.

She had ridden a horse all day, and now she was sitting in the tent washing her hands and preparing to eat.

"Messenger?" Jiang Ji said, "Let someone come in. Is there something wrong with the Zhangzhou front?"

Little did they know, Jiang Ji's words hit the mark.

After the messenger came in, he half-knelt and reported back.

With just a few words, everyone in the tent almost couldn't react, and Wei Ci, who helped Jiang Ji set the dishes, almost lost the chopsticks.

"My lord, Yang Tao led his troops to rebel!"