"It's a good friend, but there was a bit of misunderstanding a while ago. Don't you say you're a prodigal son, you don't have any experience?"
Feng Zhen tutted, "The lord is really still a young child. I am a prodigal son, playing with flowers, and coaxing them with warm and fragrant nephrite. Friendship is not the same as the love between men and women. Is the lord a lively confidante, or is it a confidante? Annoyed to make friends?"
Jiang Pengji: "..."
After being silent for a while, she asked Xiaobai to take two quick steps and said, "I don't want to answer."
Feng Zhen laughed, "Isn't your lord shy?"
It is obviously useless to learn from Xiang Fengzhen, this guy is not serious.
The audience in the live broadcast room volunteered, and the three cobblers outperformed Zhuge Liang. They were 150,000 eaters, can't they finish it
The two chatted vigorously, and when it came to the happy place, Feng Zhen laughed even more, leaning back and forth, not showing any restraint.
In the carriage, Wei Ci raised his hand from time to time to lift the curtain and open the car window.
He vaguely saw two figures on horseback in front of the team, he sighed, thinking about something, and closed the car window with a snap.
Out of sight out of mind.
After half a year of rectification, the other three counties in Fengyi County have slowly regained their popularity, and the city streets have been renovated. However, after leaving Fengyi County, the scene outside is shocking. There are many bones on the roadside, there are no young men within a hundred miles, only the old and weak women and children who are living in hardships, dressed in rags. Along the way, under the thick snow, you can always find frozen corpses, all skinny and unbearable to look at.
Jiang Pengji pressed down the windproof cloak and hood, and Feng Zhen, who was weak, had already been sent into the carriage by her.
Jokes aside, in today's weather, Feng Zhen is not suitable for long-term outing.
Xiaobai walked slowly, with steady steps, the bell on his neck rang rhythmically with the pace, and his ponytail flicked.
In the past few days, the wind and snow have been heavy, so they can only choose to travel during the day and stop at night to avoid the wind and snow.
They are all so inconvenient, let alone those people.
"Waiting for next year, I hope the people of Maruzhou can have a place to hide."
"The Lord will do what he says, and the people of Wanzhou will be blessed."
Wei Ci's nose turned slightly red from the cold.
The group was sheltering from the snow in a deserted village. Fengzhen drank a jar of wine and went to sleep in the carriage with the quilt.
"Hope it..."
Jiang Pengji was sitting beside the bonfire, holding her cheeks in one hand and stirring the flames with a branch in the other.
She is confident that she will win the entire Maruzhou next year, but she does not dare to boast about this Haikou, so that millions of people in a state can live a life of food and clothing.
The responsibility is too great, she can only say that she will do her best and not dare to make a ticket.
"It's so windy and snowy outside, and the weather is weirdly cold. Why don't you stay in the carriage? What are you doing in the cold outside?"
Jiang Pengji squeezed his hands naturally, and the warm palms seemed to touch a lump of ice.
Wei Ci's expression changed, and she subconsciously wanted to pull her hand away, but how could she do it with just that little strength
"My lord—" He lowered his voice, "Ci stayed in the carriage for a day and got a little bored, so come down and relax."
Jiang Pengji didn't go too far, let go of her hand, pointed at the bonfire with a natural expression, "Bake it, your hands are too cold... How good it is to stay in the carriage. Look at Zi Shi, eat dinner, drink wine, hug Wearing a quilt and refusing to let go, refusing to get out of the car after saying anything..."
The four walls of the carriage were stuffed with warm stuffing and hung with blankets woven from wool threads. The quilts and blankets were specially thickened. Even if you didn't use a soup pot or a charcoal basin, even if you only wore light clothes. won't feel cold.
If you think about it with your toes, you know that Wei Ci and Fengzhen's carriages have been specially modified. Not to mention stability, the interior is still very warm.
Wei Ci lowered her eyelids, pursed her lips, and stared at the bonfire in a trance.
"Are you arguing with me recently?" Jiang Pengji asked him suddenly.
Wei Ci: "..."
If it weren't for his restraint, he would have the urge to jump and flee.
With an ugly face, he asked, "Why did the lord say this?"
"Intuition," she said, "because of what was documented last time? I just instructed him to do one thing, which is more convenient for him to do."
Wei Ci didn't say a word, and it felt like any answer was wrong.
"I'm in a very embarrassing situation right now." Jiang Pengji rubbed her face with both hands, her tone was a bit sad and pitiful, "There are wolves in the back looking around, I don't know who is the enemy, who is the friend, maybe just walk The wrong step is the abyss."
Wei Ci's expression moved, "Why did the lord say this? Someone wants to harm you?"
She smiled "bitterly".
"Otherwise? People who want my life, one, two, three, both bright and dark. I know who the traitor is, but I can't move her. It's not that I can't move, but I can't move, just move. It will startle the snake by hitting the grass, and it will move the whole body with one hair, which is really aggrieved."
Wei Ci's heartstrings were touched, and he stared at her blankly. Was this person in such a difficult early stage
how is this possible
When Wei Ci followed her in the last life, she was already the overlord of one of the major forces in the world, annexing the power and territory of the old master Wei Ci, and there were very few people in the world who could stop her from ascending to the throne, and in the following years it was even more sweeping. world.
Today, although the beginning is different, shouldn't it be smoother with the status of a nobleman
"So... Wen Zheng is someone who deserves his life for the lord?"
Jiang Pengji said, "Wenzhen can entrust your net worth, but you can entrust your life."
Wei Ci's face changed, and she quickly turned her face away, feeling uncomfortable.
He felt that the temperature of the bonfire was not enough just now, but now he felt the heat and discomfort, like sitting on pins and needles, and found a lame reason to slip away.
Jiang Pengji looked at his embarrassed figure, held his cheeks, and murmured, "The suggestions of those who eat melons sell miserably, is it really feasible?"
It seems that the effect is still good.
The audience in the live broadcast room did not know who Jiang Pengji was making friends with, and they worked together to summarize more than a dozen plans.
Among them, the most feasible is to secretly reveal some "tragic materials" to make people feel softer, which is referred to as selling miserable.
As long as the atmosphere is set off properly, it will definitely soften people's hearts.
Not to mention that Jiang Pengji's style has always been tough, and suddenly it sold badly, and the effect was outstanding.
On the second day, Feng Zhen found that Jiang Pengji had a faint smile on her face and was in a good mood.
Feng Zhen frowned and asked, "My lord is in a good mood?"
"Um."
Fengzhen felt the breath of spring.
It snowed for three days in a row. The snow covered almost half of my calf, and the wheels of the carriage rolled over, making a creaking sound.
Feng Zhen said worriedly, "This snow is so heavy, will it collapse the house?"
"It's okay, the lord has a plan to deal with it."
Wei Ci was not worried at all. Xiangyang County did a good job in dealing with snow accumulation last year, and this year it is even more popular in Fengyi County.
In other places, houses will collapse due to the heavy snow, but it should not be so bad in Bongeup County.