Liu Zhao was thoughtful, but he didn't dare to have too many extravagant hopes.
Jiang Pengji didn't explain much. After all, she knew a lot of things in her heart. The more people she knew, the easier it was for bad things to happen.
Although Liu Zhao is a little smart, she is still too tender. Who knows if she will ruin her good deeds on impulse.
"Okay, let's go home."
"Oh, go home—"
Jiang Pengji patted his head with a mild smile.
If Liu Zhao dared to muster up the courage to look directly, he would find that Jiang Pengji's eyes were also full of warmth, not a simple perfunctory.
The two siblings crossed their shoulders, and Jiang Pengji turned to look at Liu Zhao, who was only a little taller than herself.
In this era, Liu Zhao's stature is not short, at least he is above the average line, and he can be regarded as tall and straight.
But in Jiang Pengji's eyes, his stature can only be considered petite.
"Zhao'er, you rejected your father's proposed marriage earlier, so what do you think?"
"Why did you suddenly mention this? Parents' orders, matchmaker's words, marriage matters have always been set like this, how can you make up your own mind?" Liu Zhao was stunned, and tentatively said, "My little brother doesn't ask too much. As long as you look good and have a good personality—"
Most importantly, it must be a normal person! ! ! !
Important things said three times!
Liu Zhao didn't want the person beside him to be a monster who was taken from his house, a ghost he knew from birth, or something else, it was too scary.
As long as he is a normal person, even if he is ugly, stupid, or from a low family background, he is not picky.
Jiang Pengji frowned, "Although the elders are the masters of marriage matters, you are the one who will spend a lifetime with them. To put it a bit rough, only your own feet know whether the shoes fit. The most important thing is that you like it yourself. Only then can the piano and the serenity be harmonious.”
After all, Liu Zhao was still an underage boy, even if he was a little clever, his temperament was still somewhat restrained and reserved.
His cheeks were slightly flushed, and his expression was somewhat unnatural.
"It's not that the younger brother refuses, I really haven't seen a few - why do you like it?"
If possible, Liu Zhao really wanted to be a single nobleman for a lifetime, clean and comfortable.
His wife's family is fine. If he is restless and pushes him to fight for power or make small moves in private, wouldn't it hurt him
It is better not to marry such a miserable wife.
Jiang Pengji frowned, she said, "There are really not many decent families in Wanzhou, why don't I go back and ask Huaiyu to see if there are any women of the right age in the Feng clan. You are not too young, and it will be a couple of minutes later. You have to be crowned every year, and you can't even have a marriage."
Liu Zhao was shocked. What did his elder sister mean to make Feng his wife
"Sister, my little brother is still young, why don't you stay with me for two more years." Liu Zhao smiled and begged for mercy, but sweat poured out of his heart. Let the Feng family become the Yue family, because he thinks he didn't die fast enough, "If the younger brother gets married, where will he find an excuse to ask the elder sister for a red seal during the festivals in the future? The younger brother has no long things, and it is still difficult to support himself, even more so. Not to mention the family."
Liu Zhao racked his brains to refuse.
"Little brother is very poor now, and every day I wait for my sister to pack a big red seal to help me—" Liu Zhao resisted, and cheekily asked Jiang Pengji for this year's New Year's red gift package in advance, "It's not far from the New Year's Eve. Well, why don't the elder sister reward the younger brother first?"
Jiang Pengji was helpless by Liu Zhao.
Judging from various words and deeds, Liu Zhao's desire to survive is not generally strong.
Let him go, he can go to hell.
With such a waste of life, why can't he think of a situation where he should not intervene
"Good, good - I have won a few battles this year, and my income has increased a lot. Your sister is not stingy, and the red seal given to you is not small."
Jiang Pengji took Liu Zhao's shoulders and sent him back to his mansion.
Liu Zhao didn't start a family, and he didn't buy a house in Maruzhou, so naturally he could only squeeze with her.
Jiang Pengji asked someone to prepare a late-night snack for Liu Zhao, and asked him to sleep after eating.
"Where's my sister?" Liu Zhao asked her.
"Tens of thousands of troops have been fighting for a year or two, and there are still many things to deal with in the future. I have to be busy for a while." Jiang Pengji said as a matter of course, "If you handle these things well, you will have a good year under the rule of the people. Ah Zhao, don't worry about it, remember to go to bed early."
Liu Zhao stood under the porch and listened to Jiang Pengji's words. The wide hoods piled up on his shoulders, casting a large shadow.
The candlelight was not bright here, and half of Liu Zhao's face was hidden in the shadows.
He watched Jiang Pengji leave with a complicated expression, and his eyes were filled with unintelligible thoughts.
At a certain moment, he sincerely hopes that this person is his elder sister, and as a younger brother, he can be proud of her for granted.
But he knew very well that this was just his wishful thinking.
Liu Zhao fell asleep with all the thoughts in his head, but he didn't know that the model worker sister who "hard-working" in his eyes jumped into Wei Ci's mansion carrying a bag of documents. With a pen in her mouth, she hung upside down like a bat under the eaves of her bedroom, raised her hand and knocked on the window.
dong dong dong —
The crisp sound is particularly clear in the dark night.
After a while, two candles lit up in the dark room, one of which was carried by Wei Ci and limped towards the window.
creak-
Wei Ci raised his hand and opened the window a crack, and Jiang Pengji's upside-down face burst into his eyes.
Wei Ci: "..."
"A person who works overtime and stays up late always feels exhausted—" Jiang Pengji put the basket on the ground first, then turned over and jumped, stepped into Wei Ci's room through the window, and then turned around and brought the basket in, "I saw you walking in a strange way just now. Weird, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Pengji said that there was no room for Wei Ci to react at all.
"It's okay--"
Wei Ci sighed softly, and also limped toward the room, raising her hand to close the window by the way.
What kind of experience is it to have a master with superb martial arts
Wei Ci felt that the other party would appear in front of him at any time, anywhere, and under any circumstances.
Stimulate him anytime, anywhere.
Jiang Pengji picked up the basket and glanced down at Wei Ci's feet, only to realize that there was a dark mass hanging on one of his legs.
Huh
Seemingly found Jiang Pengji's line of sight, the shadow turned over her face, staring at her with eyes moist like black pearls, purring twice. It grabbed Wei Ci's thigh and calf with its claws, and hung the weight of its entire body on this leg.
It is estimated that it is a little heavy, Wei Ci can only walk by moving, so her walking posture is a little limping.
Jiang Pengji said, "You haven't raised it to death yet?"
She threw this thing to Wei Ci and ignored it, thinking that it had already been stolen and baked by some soldier.
Wei Ci said, "This is the young master appointed by the master, how dare you neglect him?"
Now it was Jiang Pengji's turn to be stunned.
When did she appoint a giant panda to be the young master
Wei Ci reminded her, "The lord told Zi Shi earlier that she is your daughter, of course Ci should take good care of her."