The first time she saw Meng Heng, the sound of the system sounded in Jiang Pengji's ear.
[System: Congratulations to the anchor for completing the real-time task - helping Meng Heng to get the reward "Mysterious Gift Pack", please go to the backstage to receive the reward.]
Is this done
Jiang Pengji chuckled, the system really couldn't hold on, otherwise it wouldn't be so urgent.
She looked at Meng Heng as usual. Unlike Meng Ye's delicate appearance, Meng Heng looked a little rough at first glance. He was wearing a Confucian shirt, and even had a nondescript feeling, but when he looked carefully, he felt that The opponent was full of fortitude.
It is better to say that Meng Heng is a martial artist who is proficient in martial arts.
Glancing at the thick calluses on his tiger's mouth, this is the trace of holding a knife and a gun all the year round.
Even if Meng Heng is not good at martial arts, his body is definitely not weak.
"Are you cousin Heng?"
Jiang Pengji talked to Mr. Yuanjing, and then followed the guards to see Meng Heng.
When I first saw Meng Heng, the other party was still sitting in the carriage, wearing a gray cloak. The charcoal basin in the car had already been extinguished, and there was no residual heat. A little bit of the style of the direct son of the Meng family.
"You are?"
Meng Heng frowned and frowned, unable to remember when he had met Jiang Pengji.
"Mother often talks to me about cousin Heng, and is always worried about your days in Meng Mansion..."
Jiang Pengji didn't explain the origin, Meng Heng should have understood when he heard this.
"Are you... cousin Xi?" Meng Heng looked at her in a daze, as if he did not expect the heroic young man in front of him to be the rumored second son of Liu She, and when he heard Jiang Pengji talking about Gu Zhen, his expression became a little bit different. Obscure, "How is your mother doing these years?"
When Gu Zhen left the Meng Mansion, Meng Heng was able to remember things, and he knew some things about that year.
Because he knew what would happen if Gu Zhen didn't get along with Li, Meng Heng didn't have any resentment towards the biological mother, but respected and pitied him very much.
Meng Mansion is not a good place, otherwise he wouldn't go all the way to Beijing to study and avoid those messy things.
Jiang Pengji said, "I was seriously ill in the early spring of this year, and my mother almost didn't survive it. But luck and misfortune depend on each other. After recovering from that serious illness, even some of the ailments left in my youth were cured. Now I am living well."
Meng Heng said, "Mother is doing well, it couldn't be better."
Jiang Pengji asked him, "I heard from cousin Heng's servant that there is a problem with the reels of the carriage?"
Meng Heng's face flushed with embarrassment, and said, "Well."
Jiang Pengji secretly glanced at the broken wheel, and immediately understood where the root cause was.
I don't know how many years this carriage has been in service.
The eldest son of the dignified Meng family actually rides in such an old carriage, which shows how sad his life in Meng Mansion is.
When I went out on a snowy day, there was not enough charcoal fire in the car, and even the clothes I wore were old clothes that had been starched and washed many times.
"If cousin Heng is not in a hurry, why don't you come with me and take care of each other." Jiang Pengji invited out, like a real 12-year-old naughty boy, "My mother is seriously ill and confused, and she often calls Heng at the door. Cousin's baby name. Now that we have met, I have to ask you carefully, so that I can learn from my mother when I go back, so that she can feel at ease."
Meng Heng listened, and his heart moved, as if such a scene appeared in his mind.
He doesn't have many memories of his childhood, but he still has an impression of Gu Zhen. Such a quiet and beautiful lady looks like she came out of a painting of a lady, which makes people feel that the years are quiet and good, and now she is still in serious illness. Thinking of him, how not to be moved
With a warm heart, he said, "Since this is the case, Heng will be bothered. The mother has remarried for many years, and the unfilial son has never visited. It is a pity. Can cousin Xi tell Heng Duo about his mother?"
"It's natural."
There were three carriages that Jiang Pengji brought out. After a little bit of tidying up, he could still make one for Meng Heng.
Knowing that there was Mr. Yuanjing, who was famous in Kyushu, in the convoy, Meng Heng was almost stunned, unable to react.
"Cousin Xi, are you now studying under Mr.
"No, Mr. is strict in accepting apprentices. I just studied at Mr.'s Academy for a few years, and I can benefit a lot."
Just looking at his face, Meng Heng is not a very smart person, but he is very sincere in his words and deeds.
Hearing that his cousin could enter Langya Academy to study, he couldn't help but nag a few words, nothing more than to urge her to study hard and improve every day.
If it were a squeamish young man, he would definitely show an impatient look, but Jiang Pengji was very useful.
Meng Heng is like a lotus bred in the quagmire of Meng Mansion, very unique.
The students Mr. Yuanjing accepts are very temperamental, and not everyone gets along well.
Some classmates have only said a few words to each other for several years, and the friendship is very weak, and the exclusion of outsiders is a bit serious.
Meng Heng noticed this and spent most of his time in the carriage, occasionally coming out to communicate with Jiang Pengji, and rarely talking to Yuanjing's students.
After Jiang Pengji completed the real-time triggering task without the slightest difficulty, she ignored the "mysterious gift package" in the backstage mailbox. The system couldn't bear it any longer, and urged her to open it, but Jiang Pengji said, "I have to wait for an auspicious day and face good to go."
system:"… "
I have a saying *** I will say it now!
She didn't mess with the system, and found an opportunity to ask Wei Ci the next day.
"Listen to Mr. Zixiao, who is proficient in gossip and Book of Changes, but can he read people's faces?"
Wei Ci lifted the curtain and asked Jiang Pengji with her eyes.
What do you want to be a monster again
"You see how my luck is today?" she asked.
After Wei Ci heard this, her face turned ashen, and she looked at Jiang Pengji with a bit of unkindness in her eyes.
"I'm really asking, I'm not trying to tease you."
He continued to look indifferent, "Yintang is red, and the evil spirit does not invade, this is great luck."
He has never seen this person's Yintang turn black, even if there is a foreign evil spirit entering the body, it has not been able to suppress her own evil spirit.
Jiang Pengji snorted, tightened the horse's stomach, and Dabai obediently ran two steps forward.
Wei Ci: "..."
Enough of the pretence, Jiang Pengji finally clicked on the "mysterious gift package" in the background.
The gift bags shattered violently, and they were suspended in mid-air, and then condensed together like fine sand to form a golden entity.
Haha... Jiang Pengji folded his fingers and let out a groan.
"System, look at how red I am."
The system was silent, and after a while, he gave a sentence, "I'll give tea to the big boss Ouhuang."
With a little force on her knuckles, she crushed the card, and a selection item jumped in front of her.
[The little angel system warmly reminds you that the host is currently a second-level anchor. After using the card, it will be directly upgraded to the third-level, and the number of people online in the live broadcast room will expand to 50,000. Are you sure you want to use "Level Up Cards"? A, yes; B, no]
Yes!