Liu She didn't let Jiang Pengji explain carefully, and raised her hand to stop her next words.
He closed his eyelids slightly, and the candlelight shone on his eyelashes, casting two small shadows, covering the cyan under his eyes.
"There is no need to explain too much, Feng Mansion may not be completely safe." Liu She didn't know Jiang Pengji's perception, for fear that the wall would have ears, and his face became a little softer, "As long as you want to do, there is nothing wrong with being a father. Chongzhou is actually not bad.”
Jiang Pengji opened her mouth, as if there was something in her throat that she couldn't spit out or swallow.
According to Liu She's experience of rolling around in officialdom over the years, how could he not see the danger in Chongzhou
Seeing her expression, Liu She smiled dumbly, raised his hand and rubbed the top of her hair, and said warmly, "You don't need to worry about being a father, Hu County was so chaotic back then, why don't you still live to this day? The northern Xinjiang wolf's ambition has coveted Chongzhou for a long time, but Since she is married to the royal family, she will pretend to be well-behaved. Before the princess of Beijiang turns the royal family upside down, Beijiang will stand still."
In other words, Chongzhou is still in a relatively safe state in a few years, and can be managed and developed with peace of mind.
However, after this time limit, the first thing Chongzhou will face is the covetousness of the three tribes in the northern Xinjiang, welcoming them to be trampled by iron cavalry.
Jiang Pengji clenched her fists, pursed her lips, and made a solemn promise.
"Father has worked hard for two years, and my son will support you for a hundred years without worry."
Liu She couldn't help but laugh, and her expression became vivid.
"You still don't understand, although Chongzhou is threatened by northern Xinjiang, it has been a very safe place in the past two years." He shook his head and carefully analyzed it to Jiang Pengji, "Even if Nansheng can avoid this annihilation of the country, Misfortune, it is necessary to cede land to compensate, to seek peace and pay tribute, and the south cannot be stable. On the contrary, the north is more comfortable. Even if the ambition of the wolf in the north is a matter of a few years."
Liu She just used to be the pastor of Chongzhou and sat in Chongzhou for two years. When the world was really in chaos, Jiang Pengji took over.
Not too risky, just scary.
Liu She understood this truth.
After a while, he took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his sleeve, which was stained with ink, and some of the handwriting could not be read clearly.
"what is this?"
Jiang Pengji took it and took a look.
Liu She said, "Mr. Yuanjing's Gao Tu wrote the one who was molested today and left the stage in anger."
Jiang Pengji watched the evaluation from a distance, and naturally knew who Liu She was referring to.
"How did father bring his papers out?"
As she said that, she unfolded the piece of paper carefully. From the handwriting alone, she thought it was a gentle and delicate lady from your family, very delicate.
"If someone else sees this paper, I'm afraid there will be trouble. Mr. Yuanjing is really a wonderful person, and it really depends on fate to accept an apprentice."
Liu She shook his head. Nowadays, many people complain that reading is difficult, and there are also great Confucians who advocate and appeal, hoping that the people of the world can read books and read characters, but that's just talking. If something like this really happens, those people It is the group of people who resist the most.
Even if this is a splendid article, Wei Ci is "unusable" based on the meaning disclosed in it.
Jiang Pengji became interested in hearing this, and read this policy article carefully.
Although some words were covered by ink, she could guess the meaning of the full text.
"I really can't tell, that person has a brain in addition to his face."
Jiang Pengji smiled, folded the paper again, and stuffed it into his sleeve.
Liu She choked on her words.
What did Wei Ci do, why didn't the girl deal with him very well
"It's useless just to have a brain, who can't talk on paper?" Jiang Pengji hooked her lips, "So you need to observe it carefully."
Her attention was probably something Wei Ci could not avoid.
Tsk, I really want to see the frightened expression on the face of the other party when he finds out the truth.
Liu She recalled.
"That Wei Ci was born in the Wei clan in Langya. Although she has fallen into disrepair now, she still has her arrogance, so she may not easily convince you."
Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows when she heard Liu She's words.
"I heard Huaiyu say that Wei's family has moved and returned to Zhongzhao, but Wei Ci is still in Dongqing..."
Because Feng Jin told her about the Wei family, she thought that Wei Ci was a boy from a poor family or an ordinary farm family.
Liu She said uncertainly, "Maybe it's for the evaluation, and I can't get out for the time being?"
"If it was for the evaluation, he wouldn't have written such a deviant paper. He clearly didn't mean to be selected." Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "I'm not sure about others. I'm still confident that this Wei Ci will win."
People are just here for her, where else can they go
The "father and son" talked for a quarter of an hour before Jiang Pengji put on Liu She's cloak and went straight back to her room.
After the late autumn, the temperature is colder than the other day.
Jiang Pengji tightened her cloak to isolate the air-conditioning outside, and Ta Xue led the way ahead with an orange lamp.
The master and servant passed by the courtyard, Jiang Pengji suddenly felt a little bit of cold water dripping on her eyelashes, she couldn't help raising her hand to touch it.
"It's raining?"
She looked up at the sky, the full moon on the horizon was as white as a jade plate, hanging high in the sky.
Ta Xue heard the movement, distinguished it carefully, and said, "Lang Jun, it's snowing."
snow
Jiang Pengji blinked and reached out to catch the white flowers that fell from the sky.
The snow is very small, like small white silver beads. As soon as it falls into the palm of the hand, it is melted into a liquid by the temperature of the palm of the hand, leaving only a little cold.
"It's pretty small."
Jiang Pengji blinked and muttered in a low voice, she is so big, and this is the first time she has seen such mild and harmless snow. In her memory, snow should be in pieces, or as hard as white pearls. , crashing down from the sky.
Ta Xue Puchi smiled, his eyes curved into crescent shapes.
"It is estimated that this is the first snow of the year. It is still early in the month, even if it snows, it is very small. In a month or two, it will be the real goose feather snow, the sky and the earth are vast, and it is very beautiful already."
Jiang Pengji has memories of Liu Xi, so she naturally knows when it snows in normal years, but this year's snow is indeed a bit early.
The snow was not strong, so Jiang Pengji returned to the house and drank a bowl of ginger soup to dispel the cold, then took off her clothes and went to sleep.
When I got up the next day, as soon as I opened the door, an ice-knife-like cold air rushed towards my face, and the courtyard was actually covered with a layer of white clothes.
"Yesterday was fine, how come the snow is getting bigger and bigger overnight?"
Jiang Pengji looked at the sky, and the fine snow fluttered down.
Feng Jin was obviously used to it. He ordered his servants to prepare the tea stove, and sat opposite Jiang Pengji in the courtyard corridor to cook tea.
He frowned and looked at the courtyard. It was only one night. The snow was already a knuckle thick. The weather was indeed unusual.
However, since the founding of the People's Republic of China, Dongqing has been plagued by natural and man-made disasters, either drought or waterlogging here.
I am afraid that those noble people will be drunk and dream of death, go to the garden and enjoy the snow, and hold large and small banquets, poetry gatherings, and elegant gatherings, regardless of the lives and deaths of the people outside.
Ruixue is a good year, this is good, but if the snow is too big, it is a snow disaster.