Nie Liang broke away the humiliation of "giving a blouse" in a few words, and instead put on Jiang Pengji.
If it is understood according to Nie Liang's words, Jiang Pengji giving him a set of "Liu Xi's blouse" is not a humiliation, but Jiang Pengji's cheeky courtship to Nie Liang. It's just that people refused on the grounds that "the goddess has a heart, and King Xiang has no intentions". At the same time, he pointed out that he has a wife and children, and Jiang Pengji's age is not suitable for him, and also said that her age is more suitable for his son, which cleverly resolved the situation. crisis.
"Liu Xi's love is deep and righteous, and the lord burns the blouse to the flag. If you don't know her, outsiders will inevitably say something unkind."
Nie Liang looked at Wei Xin, and laughed, "In my opinion, it's better for the child to follow the wind. Knowing the thoughts of her daughter's family, she refuses to hurt the beautiful heart."
Wei Xian agreed, "My lord laughed."
Nie Liang asked people to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote a reply letter to Jiang Pengji.
The messenger, escorted by hundreds of men and horses, rode fast horses all the way to Zhanjiang Pass, in order to deliver the letter before dark.
The soldiers standing guarding the city wall noticed the small group of enemies for the first time, their nerves tightened, and they squeezed the red tassel in their hands.
The guard shouted to the enemy under the city, "Who is coming?"
The atmosphere in the city is tense, and there is quite a tense posture.
"I am waiting for my lord's order to send a letter to your lord."
The messenger hurriedly expressed his intention, stuck the letter in the arrow, and drew a heavy bow to aim at the city head.
Hearing a soft "hum", the arrow slid away from the string and slammed into the gap between the boulders in the city wall.
"The letter has been delivered, farewell."
The messenger put away his longbow, clenched his fists in the direction of the city wall, and grasped the reins to control the horse to turn around.
When the group of people ran away on horseback and disappeared, the defending soldiers took off the letter from the city wall and hurriedly sent it to the handsome tent.
Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "Nie Liang's reply to me? Let's see, did he write angrily and scold me?"
She is very clear about what she has done, no matter how well-mannered she is, her veins will jump with anger, and writing a letter and scolding back is a normal operation.
Wei Ci and the others felt that it would not be so. Nie Liang, as the strongest prince in Zhongzhao, would not be so narrow-minded.
Because Jiang Pengji slapped him twice and then wrote abusive letters, which was too disrespectful and educated.
Xian Yu in the live broadcast room craned his neck and waited to read the contents of the letter.
Smuggling to Africa: It seems that our anchors are still very self-aware. Fortunately, this is the ancient times when transportation and communication were not developed. If it is modern, people will definitely crawl along the network cable to beat you, and even those with a little self-discipline will block your door and beat you.
Dadudu: I have a question, the anchor's force value, if you find her one by one, it will be a gift, okay? Why did she dare to be so skinny, not relying on herself to fight? I also feel sorry for Nie Liang. When I meet such an opponent, I feel aggrieved whether I fight or not.
The salted fish watched the whole process of Jiang Pengji playing with Nie Liang, and even the head and face of the blouse were given to the staff by the salted fish.
Jiang Pengji originally planned to send a plainer blouse, but the salted fish felt that it was inappropriate and had to be pink and tender. In the middle of the journey, another salted fish strongly suggested that she simply send a mourning dress for a lady wearing hemp and filial piety. If you want her to say, this suggestion is more damaging than her.
Silently glanced at the barrage, she felt that these salted fish were really bad.
He said that he was distressed, but in action he wished Jiang Pengji would trample Nie Liang to death.
"Let me see what they wrote"
While muttering, Jiang Pengji took out the letter from the inside, shaking the neatly folded letter with a flick of her wrist.
"The characters are pretty good-looking, and they have the air of everyone. Nie Liang has become so ill, and his wrist is still so energetic." Jiang Pengji commented with praise and damage, and continued to read the content. The more she looked, the more serious her face became. There was a little murderous intent on his brows.
Guan Qi asked a few people to wait for the news. When they saw the face of their lord, they knew that the letter was not that simple.
"What's in the letter?"
Jiang Pengji was so angry that she slapped the letter on the table, the bronze table made a loud noise, and the four corners of the table leaked suspiciously two points downward.
"Write what? I've never seen such a narcissistic person!"
She is more narcissistic than her, she can't bear it.
Qi Guanrang stepped forward and said, "Can you let me take a look?"
Jiang Pengji hummed, "Take it and see, don't be angry, it's fine."
Qi Guan Rang's face turned ashen after seeing it, and he handed the letter to Wei Ci, who was closest to him.
Wei Ci took it suspiciously, and her face was equally bad.
He said, "This is a poem of harmony."
Wei Ci lived in Zhongzhao for several years in his previous life, and naturally he knew the customs there. Before and after the Flower Festival, most of the noble ladies would get busy and participate in various banquets and poetry parties. At the same time, men of appropriate age will also be invited, which is a large-scale blind date scene for men and women. If the woman is interested in a certain man, she will write a dark courtship poem on the handkerchief or sachet to show her talent. After the man receives it, he will accept the gift if he is interested in the woman, and if he does not, he will write a poem and reject it.
Of course, this is also a custom more than 20 years ago, and it was once regarded as a big festival in Zhongzhao.
Ever since the Demon Empress wrote the Four Books on Women, restraining women all over the world and imparting virtue to women, this tradition has also been dismissed as dross.
Not to mention that men and women have a blind date, and privately pass tokens to each other, even if they meet each other, it is immoral.
Nie Liang wrote this as a reply, not just to convey a message, don't be sentimental, I'm not interested in you.
Qi Guanrang coldly snorted, "This Nie Liang should not be underestimated."
It was clearly a great humiliation. The other party not only endured it, but also counterattacked beautifully, which made Jiang Pengji suffer a dumb loss, but it was amazing.
Wei Ci's expression was indifferent, and she didn't know what to think.
However, his heart is definitely not as calm as it appears, didn't he see that the letter was about to be crushed into a ball by him
They all waited for Jiang Pengji's decision, whether to write a letter to go back, or something else.
Jiang Pengji seemed very free and easy, she said, "What's the answer? The two princes communicate frequently, what will future generations say? Nie Liang has already defined the blouse matter. If I write again, it won't make him real. If so? Just ignore him and fight back on the battlefield."
She really didn't take it to heart, at most she thought Nie Liang was quite narcissistic.
Everyone was stuck in their throats, wishing they would run to Nie Liang to find their way back.
"Don't take this matter seriously, it's just a little trick, see the real trick with him on the battlefield. It's getting late, let's go."
When the crowd dispersed, Wei Ci came back secretly.
Jiang Pengji seemed to have expected it long ago, holding her cheeks and looking at him with a full smile.
"Zixiao, is this jealous?"
Wei Ci sighed, "How could Ci eat this?"
He was just worried that his lord was really angry, and he insisted in order not to make people worry.
Looking at it now, she really didn't take Nie Liang's counterattack to heart.
Somewhat distressed, what's going on
Nie Liang's action was as fierce as a tiger, and his counterattack was so beautiful, but his opponent was "blind" and directly ignored his actions.