Jiang Nongqin is different from ordinary women. Although the two communicate with each other, Yang Si always feels that the eight characters have not been written.
She took the initiative to mention this topic, and Yang Si felt that this was finally written, and the rest was much simpler.
It's just that neither of them are affectionate people, and it's more business to talk more.
He asked curiously, "Where did the lord capture Huang Song?"
Jiang Nongqin said, "It doesn't matter where he is, no matter where he is, he can't escape the palm of the Lord's hand."
In the face of such die-hard remarks, Yang Si already has a certain immunity and ignores it automatically.
"When he was captured, what kind of overreaction did he have?"
Jiang Nongqin said, "How can the turtle in the urn be stubbornly resisted? The lord treats him kindly. If he doesn't appreciate it, he will die."
Yang Si: "…"
No, "heart disease" is going to happen again.
Except for a small number of people who were separated from the chaotic army, most of the mainstays of Huang Song's tent were captured and became Jiang Pengji's prisoners.
The latter did not have the hobby of abusing prisoners, but he also did not regard his defeated soldiers as VIPs. Except for Huang Song, who was treated well, the conditions of the others were ordinary, and the food supply was the same as that of ordinary soldiers. Some people overturned their food in a rage, while others ate in silence.
Cheng Jing was detained alone, and Wei Ci found him easily. When he saw Cheng Jing, Wei Ci was still carrying a food box. On the top three grids were a few plates of hot dishes and freshly baked white rice, and at the bottom was a set of clean clothes that had never been worn.
Wei Ci didn't expect to see Cheng Jing again. If he followed the trajectory of his previous life, the latter would have killed himself in prison.
On second thought, the friendship between Cheng Jing and Huang Song was far less deep than in the previous life, so naturally they could not commit suicide.
Cheng Jing was locked in a small tent, guarded by many soldiers outside, and it was difficult for him to fly even with his wings attached.
"Why are you here?" Cheng Jing put down the bowl and chopsticks, raised his head and glanced at Wei Ci, and said clearly, "Could it be that you are a lobbyist?"
The sight in the tent was dim, only a dimly lit oil lamp on the low table made Cheng Jing look increasingly haggard and embarrassed.
Wei Ci didn't say a word, and bent down to take a few candles and fire folds from the bottom of the food box, and lit them one by one, and the tent was much brighter.
"The lord did not instruct this matter." Wei Ci said bluntly, "I was just worried that my brother would be neglected, so I came here to see."
Through the candlelight, Wei Ci saw Cheng Jing's jaw with blue beard stubble, and his eyes were full of bloodshots. How could he still have the elegant demeanor on weekdays
Cheng Jing wasn't angry either. If Wei Ci was really a lobbyist, he wouldn't be surprised.
"You rarely call Senior Brother Jing."
Wei Ci is considered to be a close disciple of Mr. Yuanjing, and the ranking of the senior brothers does not depend on the age and the entry time.
"After all, they are brothers from the same sect. Whether it is Brother Huan or Youmo, aren't they all alone?"
Wei Ci took a seat opposite Cheng Jing, and then brought out the dishes in the food box, and the aroma came out for a while, which made people's thumbs move.
Rao is that Cheng Jing doesn't have much appetite now. He smells the fragrance of the food and feels a little hungry.
Cheng Jing twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a reluctant smile.
"Zixiao wants to use this to bribe someone?"
Wei Ci took out two jars of wine while talking, "I won't talk about business today, just to catch up."
Cheng Jing's temperament was different from that of the other brothers and sisters, and Wei Ci didn't have much confidence in persuading him to join the lord.
You may not believe it, but Wei Ci came here this time to take care of Senior Brother Cheng Jing.
One thing, Wei Ci did not understand in the past and present, why did Cheng Jing follow Huang Song
Isn't his "Tao" conforming to the mandate of heaven and rectifying the orthodoxy
Regardless of his family background or personal charm, Huang Song is 108,000 miles away from the word "orthodox".
Wei Ci asked without hesitation.
Cheng Jing took a sip of sake. This wine is very different from normal drinking, the taste is more mellow, and there is a burning feeling in the throat, and the stamina is quite strong. He was flushed after drinking a few glasses, his eyes were full of water vapor, and he was a little sleepy.
"Zixiao, do you know the origin of the lord... Bo Gaozu?"
Wei Ci was startled, "Isn't this person from the Yuan clan?"
Cheng Jing said, "The Bogao branch is the only surviving descendant of the Daxia royal family. At the end of the Daxia year, the royal family was almost wiped out. The ancestors thanked the Taizu for being promoted, and risked their lives to escort the young daughter of the Emperor Mo to escape. She grew up. However, no one told her identity, and the ancestors were also their daughters. It was a time when the world was divided into five countries. Telling her about her life experience would not only harm her, but also affect the Cheng family."
Wei Ci suddenly understood something.
"So, the last emperor, Diji, finally married the Yuan clan?"
Cheng Jing nodded, affirming Wei Ci's remarks. At that time, the Yuan clan was still a prominent martial family, and the Cheng clan married Di Ji into this family, and the original intention was to better protect this bloodline. Unexpectedly, the ancestors of the Yuan clan made mistakes one after another, but the two generations fell into this situation.
Huang Song's grandfather committed a crime and almost linked three clans, and it was only with the help of Cheng's back that he calmed down.
The death penalty is forgiven, and the living crime is inevitable. Huang Song's father was assigned and passed away halfway.
The orphans and widow mothers left behind had no support, and the original clansmen refused to take care of them. Huang Song's mother could only rely on embroidery to make money to support the family.
Mother Huang was still very young when she was a widow. By chance, Huang Tan, a popular servant beside the Emperor Dongqing, took a fancy to her and came to ask for marriage.
Mother remarried, Huang Song's father changed his surname to become Huang Tan's stepson, and Huang Song naturally followed his father's surname.
Not many people know about this old story, not even Huang Song himself.
Of course, Cheng Jing assists him, blood is part of it, and Huang Song is the other part, but there are merits.
If he can restore the glory of his ancestors, that would be all the better.
"Brother, tell Ci about this—"
Wei Ci was a little puzzled. According to the normal routine, if the lord knew that Huang Song still had this relationship, Huang Song's life would not be guaranteed.
Cheng Jing said, "Da Xia Yuwei has long since disappeared. Does Bo Gao have royal blood, does it have a big impact?"
Furthermore, there are only a few people who know about this matter, and most of them are dying.
The eunuch's grandson in the eyes of outsiders turned out to be the last descendant of the previous royal family, who would believe it
"Senior brother also said that Daxia no longer exists, do you still insist that they are orthodox?" Wei Ci asked.
Cheng Jing smiled and said, "Then we have to see if the Lord Lanting you serve can become 'orthodox'."
When others heard this, they presumably thought that Cheng Jing had the heart to submit, but Wei Ci knew that the other party was determined and refused to submit.
unless-
Unless the lord can really be ranked 95!
Wei Ci sighed, "Senior brother can't bear to waste time and be an idler in the mountains?"
Cheng Jing said, "It's not a question of whether Jing Ren can't bear it, it's a question of whether Lord Lanting is willing to do it."
The initiative is not with him.
Cheng Jing didn't resist serving for Jiang Pengji, but it wasn't her now.
Wei Ci said, "Senior brother, wouldn't it be a pity?"
Missing the good times.
If the world is at peace again, Cheng Jing will be extremely difficult to be reused, will he really not be unhappy in the future
Cheng Jing said, "One Wei Ci, one Yang Si, one Han Yu, no less than one Cheng Jing."
The Yuan clan under Huang Song's tent is the only one, and he sees how big the scourge is.
If Langya's lineage were to expand completely, wouldn't Jiang Pengji really feel that it would be difficult to speak alone
It's better to retreat bravely, try to be quiet, and wait for the world to be at peace before you go out to work.
Cheng Jing lowered his eyes and said, "... I want to be quiet... If there is nothing wrong with Zi Xiao, I will not receive you for the time being."