Wei Ci knew her well. Once she was busy, she didn't think of herself as a human being, and no one reminded her not to eat.
You can do whatever you want when you are young, but when you get older, your spleen and stomach will suffer.
After being reminded by him, Jiang Pengji raised her hand and rubbed her stomach. She didn't eat for a few meals, and she was so hungry that she didn't feel hungry anymore.
"Don't tell me Zixiao, I almost forgot about it."
Wei Ci laughed dumbly, pulled the food table over, and then opened the food box, the rich aroma came out.
The conditions of the barracks are poor, and there are few fruits and vegetables in the northern Xinjiang.
There were a lot of loot today, and Wei Ci asked the cooking soldiers to leave him a few pieces of good meat with moderate fatness and thinness, as well as dry goods from the mountains and fields.
Jiang Pengji watched Wei Ci bring out the food in the food box, and smelled the aroma of the food, and her stomach that was not moving started to make trouble.
"The catering chef doesn't have such good craftsmanship. Could it be that Zixiao made it for me?"
The chef will only cook big pot rice and big pot dishes, he can only make sure the food is clean, and he doesn't care about whether it tastes good or not.
Sometimes it is done half-baked, and the soldiers can only bite the bullet.
The food that Wei Ci brought out was different, not to mention the taste, just looking at the color and smelling the fragrance made people's thumbs move.
"Apart from the lord, Ci has never cooked for others. Eat it while it's hot." Wei Ci filled her with rice and brought a pair of bamboo chopsticks, "I haven't cooked for a long time, I wonder if the craftsmanship is unfamiliar - if the lord is If you don’t feel comfortable with it, Ci will have someone prepare another.”
Jiang Pengji took the bowl and chopsticks, and while pulling the rice, looked up at Wei Ci.
"Why is the lord looking at Ci like this?"
Wei Ci served her a bowl of three fresh mushroom soup and let her eat it.
It's not good to eat meat all the time, it's easy to get bored.
Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "It's delicious to eat, and it is only when you look at Zixiao that you can eat."
Wei Ci couldn't stop laughing. Even though his heart had been resolved, his lord's provocative methods always caught him off guard.
"Ci didn't expect that he would still be so useful." Wei Ci replied graciously, "Since this is the case, the lord will eat a few more bowls."
Saying so on the mouth, but inwardly said - slick tongue.
If you look at his face and eat like this, why did His Majesty always refuse to eat on time before, and always asked him to say good things to coax him
Looking back now, Wei Ci had an absurd guess in her heart—
Could it be that His Majesty doesn't have a bad appetite, but just wants to coax him
"If Zixiao accompanies me to eat, I can eat more deliciously."
"Chi has already eaten."
Wei Ci smiled and filled her with a bowl, her eyes were as soft as water.
Jiang Pengji ate all the food prepared by Wei Ci, without wasting a grain of rice or a drop of soup, and the plate was brighter than her face.
"Zixiao's craftsmanship should be married."
Wei Ci said, "No hurry, there are still a few years left."
Jiang Pengji looked at Wei Ci's lips, and subconsciously licked the dry corners of her mouth.
"Does Zixiao prepare dessert?"
Wei Ci was stunned. Although the lord was not picky, she didn't like too sweet and greasy food, and desserts were rarely touched.
"Not yet..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw that the opponent's right hand shot out like lightning, pressing the back of his neck towards him, and the two fell directly on the seat.
Don't look at Jiang Pengji's theoretical knowledge, but in actual combat, it seems that he can only chew.
After a long while, Wei Ci left the main tent with an empty food box, her pale lips were as red as fire, as if they could drip blood.
When he met Qi Guanrang, he also lowered his head slightly and greeted him hastily.
Qi Guanrang: "..."
Qi Guanrang happened to be looking for Jiang Pengji for something, and when he saw the appearance of the lord, and when he thought about Wei Ci's embarrassed appearance, he couldn't help laughing.
Wei Ci was twenty-six years old, and the lord was almost twenty.
People of this age can move faster, and children can go to Jinlin Academy.
It's just that the two of them are too simple.
"My lord, the identities of those two people have been revealed." Qi Guan let him calm down and return to his business-like state.
"The identity of the two?" Jiang Pengji was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered who Qi Guanrang was referring to, "What identity?"
Jiang Pengji brought back the two people alive, just by looking at their armors, you can tell that they are of great status, and maybe they are important figures in the northern Xinjiang... She didn't bother to waste time, and directly left the matter to Qi Guan to deal with it, and hurriedly returned to the account to wash and change clothes.
"The two are stubborn and keep their identities a secret, so they can't be tortured. However, after seeing them, I know their identities." When Qi Guanrang said this, his smile grew wider, "Both of them are princes of Northern Xinjiang. One for seven, one for eight."
"The prince of Beijiang?" Jiang Pengji was startled and said in surprise, "That old turtle from the king of Beijiang is quite able to give birth."
Fertility is amazing.
Jiang Pengji killed the second prince to sacrifice the flag, and also killed the ninth prince, drying his body to attack the momentum of northern Xinjiang.
Sun Wen borrowed a knife to kill and slaughtered the fourth prince of Northern Xinjiang with the hands of the ninth prince.
In this way, she killed the three princes in the northern border, and now has captured two more.
There are too many princes in Beijiang, and they are not worth much at all.
Qi Guanrang was choked by the description of his own lord.
However... The King of Northern Xinjiang is indeed quite able to give birth. His lord is his nemesis, and he is destined to cut off the royal family's children and grandchildren.
"What does the lord plan to do with the two of you?"
Jiang Pengji thought for a while, "Family, pay attention to reunion, send them down to see other brothers."
Qi Guanrang frowned, what the lord meant, she didn't intend to let the two of them go.
"Kill now?"
"Isn't it cheaper to kill Beijiang now?" Jiang Pengji thought for a while, and an idea came to her heart, she said, "Take off the two of them, tie them up and hang them on the arrow tower. I remember that the second prince of Beijiang also suffered from this. Treatment, they are all brothers, we can't favor one over the other."
After she finished speaking, she added, "By the way, before doing this, Wen Zheng first prepared a letter and told the Northern Jiang Court - if you want to exchange the two, you only need to tie the royal family up and down, and Kaicheng surrenders. If they don't, then they'll keep their eyes open and watch carefully—"
At other times, the prisoners could be exchanged for benefits, but Jiang Pengji did not intend to let Beijiang go.
Instead of sending people back to the mountains, it is better to use them to attack the momentum of the northern Xinjiang and give them spiritual oppression.
Guan Qi gave way, "Yes."
In another place, Hachioji, who had been reduced to a prisoner, finally woke up.
When the seventh prince saw that the eighth prince showed signs of awakening, he quickly called out, "Eighth brother—eighth brother wake up—"
Hachioji woke up leisurely, he only felt that his throat was dry, as if there was a fire burning there.
"Seven, seventh brother - where is this?"
Hachioji moved his body and found that his hands were tightly tied with ropes, and there was a sharp pain in his lower limbs.
In an instant, the memories before fainting flooded in.
He remembered that he was dragged off the horse's back with a noose, and was trampled in the legs by a horse's hoof.