Two Hundred and Eighty Third: If You Don't Die, You Won't Die (2)
"I don't know, I just think the name Lang Jun is very familiar, as if I have known him for a long time, but I can't remember where I heard it for a while." Wei Ci smiled just right, and then bowed his hands to Liu She's "father and son" , said neither humble nor overbearing, "Liu Junshou and Mr. Xiao Lang have arrived at Fengfu safely, and Ci is not disgraceful to the master's order, so I don't want to bother you. I am afraid that the master will be anxious, so I will leave first."
Liu She tried to persuade her to stay, but Wei Ci still left under the pretext of "it's important to return to life".
Xu Ke asked privately, "Is that your new friend, Mr. Lang?"
Jiang Pengji secretly rolled her eyes, she didn't think Wei Ci regarded her as a friend.
Obviously, this man named Wei Ci was very repulsive to her for some reason she didn't know. It wasn't hostile, but it wasn't friendly either. However, as long as it didn't hinder her safety, Wei Ci wouldn't talk about it. Secretly, she didn't bother to investigate the root cause.
"It's just a once-in-a-lifetime relationship. He was ordered by Mr. Yuan Jing to send me and my father off."
Mr. Yuan Jing?
Xu Ke was surprised. Hearing the meaning of what my husband said, he went to Jishan to soak in the hot spring last night, and met the famous Mr. Yuan Jing?
That is the idol that many young people in Dongqing yearn for, and Xu Ke is no exception.
"That gentleman is Mr. Yuan Jing's disciple?"
Xu Ke asked, his eyes faintly showing a sense of rivalry.
"Well, Mr. Yuan Jing's beginner disciple. There are some secrets in him, but..." Jiang Pengji turned to smile and said confidently, "Only a thousand days is a thief, so there is no reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days. I want to see, he How long can you keep the secret in your stomach?"
Xu Ke was dumbfounded when he heard that, not knowing the meaning of his husband's words.
More importantly,
Why does Mr. Lang compare himself to a "thief"?
On the other hand, Wei Ci's brain hurts. Meeting Jiang Pengji yesterday was already an unplanned event, but he didn't expect to meet Xu Ke today. What's even more frightening is that Xu Ke is already following His Majesty at this moment... ...the sun is out in the west?
Thinking of Xu Xiaoyu he had seen before, and recalling the face he saw just now, Wei Ci's heart was tangled.
It always feels like the way I wake up is wrong!
When did His Majesty and Liu She have such a good relationship?
When did His Majesty know Feng Jin when he was young?
When did Xu Ke really want to submit to His Majesty?
In fact, it's not that there is a problem with the way he wakes up, it is simply that there is something wrong with His Majesty, right?
Thinking of her all-too-familiar expression, manner and combat power, Wei Ci silently suppressed this absurd thought.
Wei Ci did not expect that the headaches for him were not over yet.
He had just returned to Beppu where the students of Langya Academy were staying, and he keenly noticed that the atmosphere around him was slightly stagnant.
Looking around, not only did the students have bad expressions, but even Mr. Yuan Jing, who was always optimistic, had a frosty expression on his face.
This scene made Wei Ci's heart tremble, and he had a faint premonition of something ominous.
"Master, Ci has sent Liu Junshou and his son to Feng Mansion safely."
"Well, the teacher knows."
Mr. Yuan Jing seemed to be a little older, the corners of his lips that were always upturned on weekdays were tightened into a straight line, and his eyes were condensed with frost.
"Master, what kind of difficulty has encountered, why does he look sad?" Wei Ci asked.
Mr. Yuan Jing restrained his expression, but the gloomy color between his brows was still eye-catching.
"It's fine for the teacher, you go down to review your homework for the time being, and don't go out easily these few days."
After he finished speaking, he stood up with the support on the side, and his steps were slightly frivolous, which made Wei Ci feel very worried when he saw it.
When Mr. Yuan Jing left, the almost suffocating silence in the room was broken.
Wei Ci turned his attention to Zu De, "Zu De, you have been taking care of Master with you all the time, so you know why Master is like this..."
Since Zude entered Langya Academy, the other party volunteered to take care of the elderly Yuan Jing. Although this person was a little short-sighted and his philosophy was not compatible with him, Zude respected him very much and followed him all the time. Inseparable.
Seeing the classmates in the room looking at him in unison, Zude immediately became more stressed.
He could only bite the bullet and say, "This matter... the teacher strictly forbids me to say..."
Wei Ci's expression turned cold, and he got up with a flick of his sleeves. Since Zu De didn't say anything, he would investigate from other places.
Most of the other students had this reaction. Looking at the empty hall, Zude couldn't help gritting his teeth angrily and pounding the ground to vent.
"Damn Northern Xinjiang!"
Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch.
Jiang Pengji looked at Feng Jin whose half of his arm was tied up. The movement of the other person raising his right hand was very stiff, looking a little cute.
"Let you be a hero, knowing that you can't beat the opponent, why didn't you call me to help in the morning."
Feng Jin smiled wryly, her face was still a little pale, but it was much better than last night.
"A man is a man, how can he let a woman stand up for him?"
Jiang Pengji sneered in her heart, and said leisurely, "Tsk, if that's the case, why did the boy call me last night?"
Feng Jin blinked, and regardless of face, she put one hand on her chin and looked at the chessboard where the situation was stuck.
"Because Jin suddenly realized that Lan Ting couldn't be treated like an ordinary woman, and all the men in the world would not be ashamed to ask for help."
Jiang Pengji: "..."
Looking at the chessboard, Feng Jin pondered for a long time before she made a move, and said, "I thought that I would be able to avoid the catastrophe by warding off that prince's disaster, but I didn't expect...a good intention was in vain..."
"If you don't die, you won't die. This person is looking for death on his own. I asked someone to inquire about the news just now, so I can sort out what happened last night." Jiang Pengji had a cold expression, thinking about the chessboard in her mind, but said in her mouth, "Then The eldest son is really spoiled. His family asked him for the stars but not the moon. Where has he suffered any setbacks outside? He knew that it was the Beijiang group who bid for the oiran with him. After being reminded, not only did he not back down, but he was confident , and even provoked deliberately, letting the servants who followed him hit people..."
The result turned out to be good, the son of the Zhenbei Houfu embraced the beauty and won a complete victory, and several people who robbed him of the oiran were killed.
Killing people is still a trivial matter. Among the few people who were beaten to death, one of them had a high status in northern Xinjiang, which was a headache.
Now Beijiang is holding on to this matter and refuses to let go, insisting on Dongqing to give an explanation.
Judging from Feng Jin's experience, the official family is now biased towards northern Xinjiang.
As long as it does not endanger his throne, any conditions can be considered.
At this moment, Liu She brought back an extremely bad news.
The scapegoat had already been found, and it just so happened that Jiang Pengji knew him, and it was beyond everyone's expectations.
It turned out to be one of Yuan Jing's top disciples, Han Yu!
"Why does this matter involve Han Yu again?"
Even though Jiang Pengji had a bright mind, she couldn't turn the corner at this time. This had something to do with Han Yu, and she couldn't just look for a scapegoat.
In fact, this is a coincidence.
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