1833: Really Know How to Play

"Even animals know that 'I give birth to me, and whoever gives birth to me will not be humiliated'. These people are good, and they are quite good at playing."

After hearing the feedback from the people below, Feng Zhen couldn't help showing a "savvy" expression.

Qi Guanrang said with a sneer, "There are too many people, naturally all ghosts and snakes crawled out."

The father humiliates the daughter, the daughter cheats on her uncle, brother and sister are indescribable... as long as it is a man and a woman, a couple can be made.

This is not human, it is clearly a group of animals in human skin.

Jiang Pengji said, "Have someone pack up these things and throw them to Zixiao later."

Qi Guan made He Feng Zhen stunned for a moment, these things that they all felt were dirty eyes... Throw them to Wei Ci?

Could it be that the protagonist also wants to play a taboo role with Zixiao?

Jiang Pengji snorted, "What are you thinking about? Sweep them out as soon as possible. I said throw them to Zixiao so that the group of novelists under him can see and have more materials for writing novels. They dare to do it." , I dare to let their names be imprinted on the Yellow Book of Unofficial History for the rest of their lives. This can be regarded as 'living forever' and 'retaining a name in history'—hmph, very interesting—”

Qi Guan Rang and Feng Zhen: "..."

It's still my lord who knows how to play. If she is really asked to do this, those nobles will not be safe when they go to the underworld.

The messy things of the family were written into the little yellow book as material for future generations to learn posture and enlightenment education... If their ancestors knew that the family's reputation was so ruined by future generations, they would not be angry. ? Most of them will be pissed off and then pissed off!

Two days later, Feng Zhen suddenly asked Jiang Pengji to see something mysteriously.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Pengji has been very busy recently. It is not difficult to conquer Beiyuan. The difficulty is how to appease the people of Beiyuan and grasp their hearts. To put it bluntly, the food supply is not in place. She also has to write down the vacancies in various places to facilitate manpower arrangements.

At such a time, Feng Zhen didn't help her to relieve her worries, and even said that she would take her to see some good things, Jiang Pengji frowned.

He said so in words, but he was honest in action.

Fengzhen brought three big boxes, and when he opened them, they were filled with gold, silver and jewels that blinded people's eyes.

"Did you copy someone else's house?"

Feng Zhen laughed,

"No, someone secretly delivered it to your door yesterday, and here is another letter."

Jiang Pengji took it and looked at it carefully. After reading a few lines, she couldn't help but burst into anger, "The Beiyuan gang—"

The Battle of Beiyuan was too painful, and all kinds of knowledge made her realize that the country was rotten to the bone.

But they were able to refresh the lower limit, which opened her eyes.

"What do you think my lord thinks?"

Feng Zhen picked up a rather heavy gold cake.

A gold cake is seven or eight taels. Even if the purity of gold refined in this era is not high, it is enough to make people stare.

I don't know how many such gold cakes are in these three boxes!

Gold cakes are still the cheapest, and there are six or seven Ye Mingzhu in a rough scan. Famous calligraphy, paintings and books from various dynasties are the good things that fascinate Fengzhen the most. But he can't be ignorant of these things, he doesn't want to be liquidated by his lord.

Jiang Pengji sneered, "What else can I do? Our army is strong, and if we don't cooperate with them, we can take over the whole Beiyuan. They regard themselves as too important—in fact, what are these things! Emperor Beiyuan is with them all the way, and he can be treated as a puppet by them? Don't think about your own situation, do you think you have the right to bargain with me?"

Feng Zhen felt that what his lord said made sense.

When he received bribes and secret letters, he also thought that those people were crazy.

Unable to see himself at all, he actually negotiated conditions with Jiang Pengji, implying that Jiang Pengji would give them high officials and generous salaries.

hehe--

It was kindness for them to wrap their corpses in a mat after they died.

"Who else received bribes besides you?"

Feng Zhen laughed, "That's not clear."

Jiang Pengji rubbed her brows, waved her hand and said, "If you like these calligraphy and painting antiques, keep them, don't touch the others."

Feng Zhen's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he bowed and thanked him.

What is the value of gold and silver vulgar things?

These calligraphy and painting antiques are priceless, and Fengzhen even saw the calligraphy and painting of a senior idol in it.

Not long after, Qi Guan asked someone to deliver some boxes to Jiang Pengji.

Jiang Pengji also asked Qi Guan to keep the calligraphy, paintings and antiques, while the gold, silver and jewels inside were confiscated.

In addition to them, several other people also received different amounts of bribes.

Some of them honestly reported to Jiang Pengji, some of them kept secret, and some even didn't report to Jiang Pengji.

They also thought that Jiang Pengji didn't know.

As everyone knows, Jiang Pengji just watched their performance with cold eyes.

Only if Qi Guan let a few people know, those few people who bribed without knowing it will stop here in this life.

They also have to be careful not to make mistakes in the rest of their lives, otherwise what awaits them is their lord's future settlement.

In terms of holding grudges, Qi Guanrang, Yang Si and Feng Zhen combined are not as good as Jiang Pengji.

Never expected that Jiang Pengji would also receive a "bribe".

Jiang Pengji looked at the messenger with a cold face, "What do you mean?"

She couldn't imagine that Beiyuan would use such a coquettish operation. Is she planning to use the coquettish operation to kill her?

They actually presented thirty-two handsome men!

The older ones are already weak, and the younger ones are only twelve or three.

The only thing they have in common is good looks, very good looks.

Jiang Pengji didn't need to look carefully one by one to know that they were very good-looking. Didn't you see the barrage in the live broadcast room?

These salted fish are well-informed and can make them all boil, which shows how good-looking these male favorites are.

Tsk——

Jiang Pengji sneered coldly.

Seeing Zixiao's prosperous beauty, the salted fish can still eat these pretentious vulgar fans, and the aesthetics need to be improved.

Facing Jiang Pengji's ridicule, a salted fish told the truth.

[Potato Chips]: No matter how good Zixiao is, he has someone to call his own, and... the following batch of male favorites are still fresh meat in their teens or twenties!

Jiang Pengji: "..."

Well, she will never eat potato chips again in her life!

"You don't need to explain." Jiang Pengji frowned and said, "Bring everyone back, if you insist on staying..."

Before the envoy showed a happy expression, Jiang Pengji said again, "Leave one, and I will kill the other with my own hands!"

"Beiyuan's imperial family has no morals, and I will do justice for the heavens. There is no room for nonsense. If the emperor of your country still has one or two taels of shame, I beg your envoy to tell him—first cultivate your morality, and then cultivate your heart! The people don't know how to repent and introspect themselves, but instead use this disgusting method to disgust people, which really opened my eyes." The Emperor Xichang only sent a pair of sons and daughters, but the Beiyuan royal family sent thirty-two men in one breath, "Three Twelve good men don't want to join the army and serve the country, but they come to me to flatter and wag their tails..."

"snort!"

Jiang Pengji's words were not polite at all, and Feng Zhen couldn't help laughing when she was listening.

If they were the messengers, they would have drawn their swords and killed themselves in shame and anger if they were so humiliated.