Xie Ze sighed, "The people here are really enthusiastic—"
Countless people crossed the road to welcome them, and the warm handkerchiefs and sachets were like raindrops falling.
He is young and strong, and has strong resilience. Before, Shen Ke's injury was almost better, and now he is alive and well.
Although he was a surrendered general, Jiang Pengji did not treat him special, and the other people did not know which general was which.
Seeing whose armor is mighty, whose appearance is remarkable, and whose bearing is extraordinary, the sachet veil will be thrown towards whom.
Relying on the beautiful face given by his parents, Xie Ze succeeded in defrauding a lot of sachets, and his popularity was not much lower than that of Li Yun.
tsk—
This cruel world with heart and face!
Seeing this group of young people being so majestic and popular, Yang Si felt sour.
In the past, he was also proud of horseshoe disease in the spring breeze, and he was still the wishful prince in the hearts of countless beauties.
Yang Si twisted his neatly trimmed beard with a bit of sadness on his face.
"Wen Bin, do you think I'm really old?"
He touched his face secretly, and the touch was not bad. In the words of the audience in the live broadcast room, it was full of collagen.
Han Yu was riding on his horse and silently watching the people who welcomed them across the road. Everyone's faces were filled with enthusiasm, respect and joy from their hearts. This reminded him of the prosperous illusion that when the Dongqing Emperor went out to worship the heaven when he was young, the officials forced the people to come out to cheer and kneel to welcome the emperor. Comparing the young memory with the scene in front of you, you can immediately tell which one is fake and which one is real.
He hasn't recovered from his memories, and he lost a few goose-yellow sachets in confusion.
Looking in the direction of the flying trace, I saw a few beautiful girls boldly showing their love to him, and Han Yu's face flushed.
It happened that Yang Si came to disturb him again, and Han Yu just got away from the awkward atmosphere.
Han Yu said bluntly, "Do you think you are young?"
If Yang Si was a few years older, it would be enough to be a grandfather, and he would still be ugly.
"Thirty-one flowers for a man! It's the year of the fight, of course young."
Although Yang Si's age can be rounded up to four, but if he only looks at his appearance, he looks like he is in his early thirties.
Han Yu glanced at Li Yun who received the soft-handed Li Yun, Xie Zexie, and then looked at Yang Si, the old bacon, and smiled without saying a word.
Yang Si: "…"
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The two armies faced off against each other and were brutally abused by Han Yu. Why is everyone in the same camp, and Han Yu still doesn't deal with himself.
Yang Si has an ominous premonition, is it possible that he will not be able to turn around in the days to come
The cheers of the people were like a tsunami.
Han Yu looked at her back, and tightened her hands holding the reins.
In a trance, he seemed to see the other party wearing a dragon robe, stepping up the steps step by step—
Perhaps, she is the final destination.
Han Yu raised his lips and smiled, as if being infected by the enthusiasm of the people around him, his mood became more and more excited.
Feng Zhen, Feng Jin and others waited for a long time, one by one, waiting for the army to appear.
"I'm coming-"
"My lord, they're back—"
Seeing the commotion of the crowd from a distance, the long-lost army slowly appeared in sight.
The second floor of the streets on both sides was full of onlookers, most of whom had only heard of Jiang Pengji's name but had never seen her.
No matter how powerful the outside world's reputation is, if you don't see it with your own eyes, it always feels unrealistic.
"The leading woman is Duke Lanting?" A certain scholar tried his best to restrain his demeanor. He couldn't lean over half body by the window like those ordinary people, but he couldn't help but stretched his neck and said after looking at it. , "It's really not an ordinary woman."
Jiang Pengji is wearing the improved women's clothes, looking neat and beautiful, it will definitely become the fashion vane of Maruzhou.
"If she is an ordinary woman, what is Xu Pei in Zhe County?" Another scholar said with a smile, "I thought that Duke Lanting should be a burly and sturdy, dark-skinned and tyrannical woman, but now it seems that although this appearance is not It's not bad, but it's not bad."
Many people listened to Jiang Pengji's deeds, and the image of the same strong and powerful burly man appeared in their minds.
Who would have guessed that he looked good enough to be a beautiful man
"I heard that Duke Lanting has yet to get married and have a family. I don't know what kind of amazing and talented man can get into her eyes?"
"It's not you and me after all!"
"It's weird, why is Duke Lanting not married yet? The knees are shabby, and people are anxious to see—"
"Yes, yes, impatient!"
Wei Ci's public opinion policy was still useful, and the novelist flourished within a few years.
There are storytellers in the streets and alleys, restaurants and teahouses. Every day, there are always people carrying small benches to listen to stories.
Over the past few years, the territory under the rule has been filled with brainless fans who sing praises to Jiang Pengji.
Even though many scholars were critical of her female identity, but after staying in Maruzhou for a long time, they were brainwashed unknowingly.
Before coming to Maruzhou, their thoughts were like this—
A mere girl-like generation, who can be brilliant for a while and can be brilliant for a lifetime, will eventually marry and have children and retire.
After coming to Maruzhou, their thoughts were like this—
Ah ah - how can my Lord Lanting be so handsome, so beautiful, so wise, and unparalleled in the world! ! !
Crazy to call Lanting Gong!
A freshman who just arrived spoke up.
"Hmph, maybe it's because she has some hidden disease? Besides, which man would want such a deviant woman?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he attracted dozens of unfriendly eyes from the tea shop.
Someone retorted and sneered, "It's ridiculous, a stalwart hero like Lan Tinggong should have carefully selected the best in the world, and there are so many men and women waiting for her in Wanzhou. You wait and watch the sky, what you said just now is really funny. Lost teeth."
Meng Xinshizi's face turned blue and white for a while.
He couldn't stay any longer, so he simply walked away, and when he went downstairs, he saw several blue and white figures holding the handrail to the private room on the second floor.
"Wow—how majestic—"
Sun Lan was wearing the blue and white school uniform of Jinlin Academy, with two blue book bags slung across her shoulders, with several books in the bags.
According to normal time, they are still taking classes at Jingjin Academy.
However, a few children wanted to see the world, so they implored their parents to ask for an hour's leave from the academy and come to watch the excitement.
Sun Lan and Qi Guan Jinghui held the window with both hands, opened their eyes wide, and carefully looked for the target.
"Jing Hui, that's Uncle Qi Guan!"
Sun Lan's eyes were very bright, and she found the target at once. Qi Guan Jinghui looked in the direction he pointed, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Daddy-Daddy-"
She called in the direction of the crowd, but the chanting around her was so loud that it completely drowned out her voice.
Seeing this, Qi Guan Jinghui pouted, and Sun Lan raised her hand and patted her shoulder.
"I'll see my uncle later, Jinghui doesn't need to be disappointed."
I don't know if the father and daughter were related by blood. Although Qi Guanrang didn't hear his daughter's call, he also subconsciously looked at the window.