"It's not that I haven't seen you in too many years. I miss you so much, I couldn't help but say something naughty."
Jiang Ji raised her eyebrows and chuckled, raised her hand to untangle the rope that bound Lu Zheng, and threw it aside.
After hearing this, Lu Zheng shuddered, his brows trembled, and the expression on his entire face seemed to be hovering on the edge of patience and collapse.
He leaned back slightly, avoiding her approach.
With his hands free, he couldn't help rubbing his sore wrists while speaking in a slightly uncomfortable tone.
"Liu Lanting, do you still consider yourself a 12- or 13-year-old boy?"
This is the military camp, not the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion where she drinks and listens to music. She can't help but want to be like this.
"If I go to the crowd, it would be an exaggeration to say that I am twelve or three, but fifteen or six is still fine." Jiang Ji laughed and teased, "If I remember correctly, your age is almost the same as Zi Xiao. , but he looks haggard and much older than him. Add ten years to your age, and everyone will believe it. Ann is a worry-free master. You have cleaned up the mess for him all these years, right? You got up earlier than chickens. , sleeps later than a dog, and does more than an ox, really fulfills that sentence, sleepy at night, and has a bright future..."
Lu Zheng raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Ji, and there was an illusion of time and space in a trance. The person standing in front of Lu Zheng was still the noble boy in brocade clothes. It was as if the person in front of her had been staying in the past, and the more than ten years of time had not left any traces on her.
"Hmph, your mouth is still so unreasonable, and you like to mess around."
When I was 12 or 13 years old, I was rambunctious, it was called innocent and lovely, innocent and moving.
More than ten years have passed, and she is still so troubled... He is not Wei Zixiao, is he still accustomed to her
"I'm trying to argue with reason, presenting facts and reasoning, since when did you get mad?" Jiang Ji stretched out his hand to him and said, "My tent is really clean, but the mud is also dirty, you plan to sit on the ground. When will you sit? Don't be afraid of getting cold."
Lu Zheng looked at her hand, trying to suppress the urge to slap her hand away.
"Anyway, I'm also a scholar. The teacher taught you for three years, not to make you talk about 'butt' every day."
Jiang Ji couldn't help laughing.
"I thought you'd say 'it's a daughter's house anyway, don't be vulgar' or something."
Even now, some people still like to use her gender to make a fuss, even if it is not deliberate, but the subconscious will still pull out the gender. Jiang Ji didn't mind, because they were all outsiders, and they were outsiders she didn't look down on at all.
If Lu Zheng is like this, she will be very disappointed.
Lu Zheng raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Ji's face. The other party was wearing a sapphire blue round-neck short robe today, and he was still dressed in a neat and capable manner. With that handsome face, affectionate eyes, and half-smiling lips … At first glance, it looks more like a young man of noble style. In her, there are no familiar "female labels", such as "feminine and lovely", "dignified and generous"...
But it is undeniable that she is indeed a woman, interpreting another rare beauty of women.
"What do you look like, don't you have a clue?"
Lu Zheng admired it in his heart, but he was unrepentant in his mouth.
He grabbed Jiang Ji's hand and stood up following the opponent's strength.
Because Lu Zheng was still ill, he suddenly stood up, dizzy for two breaths in front of his eyes, and almost staggered forward.
Jiang Ji gave it a hand, and Lu Zheng turned his head to look at her face, and muttered in his heart.
He didn't recognize his gender back then, it wasn't because he and the people around him looked away, it was clearly because this person was too cheating.
"An abused you and didn't give you meat for half a year?"
When the two shook hands, she found that Lu Zheng was thinner than she had guessed, and there was almost no flesh in the palm of her hand.
Zixiao is also thin, but he can squeeze out some meat, but Lu Zheng is a handful of bones.
Half a year ago, Jiang Ji sent Fang Zhi to lobby Lu Zheng.
Fang Zhi returned with a feather, but it also brought a lot of news to Jiang Ji.
According to Fang Zhi's description, Lu Zheng was refrigerated by An, but his situation was not very bad.
Now look, where is the fat.
If a typhoon blows outside, she can tie a rope to Lu Zheng's neck and he can fly a kite in the sky.
"Don't mention meat, nausea."
Even though the meat porridge didn't go into his stomach, he tasted it, and every time he thought about it, it made him nauseous.
After the brief dizziness passed, Lu Zheng stood up straight and let go of her hand, observing secretly.
Just as Jiang Ji is narcissistic, she really hasn't changed much over the years.
Previously, Lu Zheng refused Fang Zhi's lobbying. Lu Zheng did not agree to solicit, but he also took this opportunity to have a good reminiscence with his classmates.
These two men who had already run for three years and entered middle age gathered together to talk and reminisce about the past. In addition to sighing, they also talked about the situation of the "Langya F5 Heavenly Regiment". From teenagers to youth to middle age, everyone except Jiang Ji has changed beyond recognition.
The shy and arrogant Fang Zhi has been honed by reality into a steady and dignified country master. The blood that rolled in his chest when he was a teenager was defeated by reality; he is addicted to two-dimensional paper people, loves all kinds of fire avoidance pictures, and has a somewhat cowardly personality. Jiang Mo became a deeply introverted and reliable patriarch of the gentry. Back then, he was arrogant and unyielding to his family, and he followed his parents; Ma Xiu, a rich and noble man who had good farmland and did not worry about food and drink, was affected by the war, and the good farmland was taken advantage of by the rising bandits. The tyrants invaded and plundered, and in order to avoid disaster, they had to go north with their family. For many years, there was no news... Of course, the three of them have not changed much. Of the five, Jiang Ji and Lu Zheng have changed the most.
The most playful and mischievous Jiang Ji became a prince in the world,
There is some potential for angry youth in his bones, and Lu Zheng, who wears colored glasses to the gentry, has become Jiang Ji's adviser to Jia'an.
Now, he has become Jiang Ji's prisoner again.
Life encounters are really interesting, and no one knows what their future will look like until the last moment.
"Okay, don't mention it if you don't mention it."
Jiang Ji's power of observation is not for the sake of looking at it. When he saw Lu Zheng's reaction, he knew that there was a secret in it, and naturally he would not continue to stimulate it.
Appropriate skin is called skin, and excessive skin is revenge.
"Looking at your sick and haggard appearance, you should stay at the barracks and wait for the war to end. If you take care of yourself, maybe I will let you see the old master for the last time." After Jiang Ji finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something, "Yes. Now, I have something to tell you."
As for Jiang Ji's arrangement, Lu Zheng knew it, and was not surprised.
But what she said made Lu Zheng feel a little flustered for no reason.
"What's the matter?"
Jiang Ji said, "I asked for something from your righteous daughter."
Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "What?"
Jiang Ji said, "Your reading pen."
"What do you want that thing for?"
Jiang Ji said with a smile, "Of course I wrote a funeral book to send your old master to heaven."