Kneeling for a Monthly Ticket: Accept Nansheng, Kill Anxi 19

Jiang Pengji mentioned this matter to everyone, and wanted to share interesting things with everyone.

Feng Zhen glanced at the expressionless Wei Ci, smiled and put eye drops on the Xichang group.

He said, "Perhaps, that's what people think. Xichang is no better than Dongqing, and his knowledge of the lord is limited to a few words, so he may not have a deeper understanding. The prince of Xichang is also a descendant, so how can he be so innocent?" Ambition strategy? Bearing humiliation and dedicating one's life in exchange for the restoration of the country, how can it compare to win over the lord, and slowly make the lord fall in love with him, so that he can take the opportunity to make the lord empty?"

Wei Ci sneered, "No shame."

"Zixiao doesn't believe it?" Feng Zhen raised the bar, "Zixiao is also well-read and well-versed in ancient and modern times. Haven't you seen the examples in history books of accumulating wealth by pleasing Yue's family, and then kicking the poor wife once the dragon soared? Later generations Mentioning them, you will only praise the man for his good luck, kindness, forbearance, and courage, without mentioning that he is stepping on the Yue family and making the Yue family superior, what kind of 'shameless' is this?"

Feng Zhen can see clearly, or he is also a man, and he knows men's ambitions and thinking best.

"Everyone knows, right and wrong are judged by later generations, but the one who wrote this period of history is the contemporary historian. The basis for later generations' comments is also based on what the historian wrote. The Spring and Autumn brushwork is still lacking? To the historian With one pen, black can be written in white, and white can be written in black." Seeing that Wei Ci's face was gloomy like water, Feng Zhen added with a smile, "If that Xichang prince is ambitious, he will flatter and weaken the lord first. Be vigilant, and then attack your heart with love, and give birth to a bloodline by chance, who else can pass on the lord's great family business?"

Wei Ci said, "There is no self-knowledge."

Feng Zhen said with a smile, "No matter how self-aware people are, their thoughts are always optimistic before hitting a wall."

Jiang Pengji was eating melon seeds, seeing Feng Zhen beating Wei Ci, she couldn't help but help.

"Come on, a few words and a few words make me look like a foolish lord who is obsessed with beauty. What kind of person am I? In terms of scheming, a young boy is also playing tricks in front of me? The prince of Xichang, whether he is ambitious or not, You'll know it just by looking at it. It's best if you don't have ambitions, but if you have ambitions, he owes a lesson." Jiang Pengji snorted coldly, and cracked a few more melon seeds.

Feng Zhen glanced at his lord resentfully.

The calf protector didn't wear such a guard, he just said a few words, and she couldn't wait to jump out before he bullied Wei Ci much.

Feng Zhen complained inwardly, but bowed respectfully on his face, "My lord is wise and powerful, so naturally he won't be fooled by mere beauty."

Jiang Pengji asked back,

"Then what are you worried about?"

"The prince of Xichang, although his appearance is immature, he already has the potential of being a celestial being. This is not because he is afraid that the lord will look at the real person, and then..." Feng Zhenlang returned to the waves, and rarely ran to Jiang Pengji to die, even if he did, His desire to survive will also make him turn the situation around. For example, this time he changed his tone midway, bowed to the end bluntly, and said righteously, "The minister made his own opinions, and I ask the lord to punish him."

Jiang Pengji smiled blandly.

Feng Zhen said everything that should be said, and the starting point was for her own good. If Jiang Pengji pursued it, she would be making trouble for no reason.

"Come on, what kind of potential can a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy have. Everyone has read the wind and moon, but now it seems that the skill is still not enough, and a child with a big fart can make waves? There is an old saying Good-looking skins are all the same, and interesting souls are one in a million. What's the use of having an empty face, if I put it as a vase at home, I don't think it can eat up space."

Of course, Jiang Pengji had seen the prince of Xichang, and the salted fishes were nit-picking and demoted that kid all over, saying that his nose was short, fat and fat, and that he was not capable or anything... Jiang Pengji just watched them mess around, Unexpectedly, Feng Zhen also came to intervene.

Feng Zhen thought carefully about Jiang Pengji's words, and deeply felt how damaged the lord's mouth was.

Wei Ci on the opposite side lowered his head slightly, but the corners of his mouth tended to rise.

Fengzhen: "..."

Can't afford to offend, the man of the Great Demon King really has a backer.

Feng Zhen couldn't help but say, "I'm still weak in skill, my lord is ashamed to play with the ax in front of the class."

Jiang Pengji choked on his words, and wanted to beat Fengzhen to death every day.

When he said that, didn't he mean that Jiang Pengji had read all about Fengyue and had a high level of skill?

"There are so many beautiful colors in the world, you don't need to read them one by one, as long as you have seen the most beautiful colors. I really don't understand, this is called expensive and not expensive."

Fengzhen: "..."

As a counselor, he lost to his own lord by talking nonsense. It seems that his business is not perfect enough.

Jiang Pengji said to the crowd, "You also stay and watch, to see what kind of beauty is so beautiful that it can catch Zishi's eyes."

Fengzhen: "..."

My lord, are you finished yet?

Isn't it just that you hate your darling, and hold grudges like this?

Yang Si was gloating at the side, don't think that Feng Zhen didn't hear his slight chuckle.

After waiting for quite a while, Jiang Pengji's tea had cooled down for a few rounds before the two delicate descendants of the royal family arrived in a hurry.

Not to mention, Fengzhen's aesthetics is still fine, whether it is the prince of Xichang or the concubine of Xichang, their looks are all superior.

Although living in poverty these years, the royal education he received as a child has been carved into his bones.

After washing, she changed into brocade clothes and dressed up, and the plain makeup that was originally eight or nine points was pulled to full marks.

Sure enough, people rely on clothes.

Needless to say, Jiang Pengji's body looks good, and she has a unique temperament. Although she doesn't have the gentleness and weakness that ordinary women are used to, she also has a different sense of beauty. The excellent appearance and the aura of a superior person caught the attention of the prince of Xichang at a glance.

He originally thought that Jiang Pengji was a woman with vulgar speech and ugly appearance. After all, she often mixed with soldiers in the army and fought all year round. Her appearance must not have been carefully maintained.

Looking at it now, apart from a slightly heroic appearance, I can't find anything wrong with it.

The feeling of humiliation in the heart of the Xichang prince who was given to other princes as side chambers by his father as an item was slightly suppressed.

The two brothers and sisters saluted Jiang Pengji, which was very seductive.

As a Yan dog, Jiang Pengji was abnormally displeased.

Although her reputation to the outside world is bad, she is not good, sex, sex, and sex, right?

"Dongqing and Xichang are separated by tens of thousands of mountains. The two emperors came all the way here. What's the purpose?"

There are Qi Guanrang, Feng Zhen, and Yang Si who are narrow-minded, and Jiang Pengji is not an open-minded person, and she is very petty and vengeful when dealing with certain things. Because of their ambition, Feng Zhen's interruption and Wei Ci's reaction, she didn't like the siblings at all.

She had clearly read the letter written by Emperor Xichang, but she pretended not to know and let the two of them speak out in public.

Who can bear the dignified son of a country who is sent to be a concubine? A man with stronger self-esteem?

Sure enough, that Prince Xichang's expression changed on the spot. He endured the sharp ups and downs of his mood, turned his mind, and thought about his answer, trying to quote the scriptures, pull the friendship between Nansheng and Dongqing, express his intention very implicitly, and save some face.

He blurred the point, emphasizing the friendship between the two countries, selling misery for misery, and mentioning the matter of marriage.