He caressed the neck of the white horse lovingly, imitating Jiang Pengji's previous movements to soothe the horse.
Speaking of which, this horse is also pitiful. It is obviously a war horse from the northern Xinjiang. The coat is pure white and there is no variegation on the whole body. This is also what Liu She took a lot of effort to get back. The horses that pulled the carriage were almost wiped out.
Shangguan Wan lamented, "Hey, but Wan'er thinks that sister Jingxian and brother Lanting are really a good match..."
It is not right to enter the rotten door at a young age.
The corners of Jiang Pengji's eyes twitched, "You girl is pretending to be deaf and mute again. Brother Lanting died early, but sister Lanting is in front of you."
Shangguan Wan teased, "I will call you sister in front of others, do you dare to agree?"
At this time, Jiang Pengji found that the style of painting on the barrage had changed again, and it was a stalk she didn't understand at all.
[Overbearing President]: hhhhh, Pohou Er, I will call you, do you dare to agree
[Lan destroys the jade without breaking]: hhhhh, Pohou Er, I will call you, do you dare to agree
[Auntie in the cafeteria]: hhhhh, Pohou Er, I will call you, do you dare to agree
The screen is full of monkeys, Jiang Pengji is all square, how boring are those audiences
Besides copying, what else do you do
She put her hands around her chest and raised her eyelids, looking like a rogue to the end, "I really don't dare to respond..."
Taking advantage of the height of Malaysia, Shangguan Wan looked at Yaji and seemed to have changed activities, "Are they going to play archery and throw pots?"
"What's so beautiful about a group of white chopped chickens that don't have a lot of weight."
Jiang Pengji rolled her eyes and did not hide her contempt at all.
Shangguan Wan nodded her head, "That's right, brother Lanting is the most heroic and extraordinary. Wan'er still wants to take a walk twice..."
Seeing that she was about to lead the horse back, Shangguan Wan hugged the horse's neck a bit playfully, as if she would not come down.
"You're becoming an elite..." Jiang Pengji muttered, she just had this thought.
Although the restraint of women is not too strict now, if someone accompanies you, you can go shopping and participate in poetry festivals, but there are some things you can't do if you want. Shangguan Wan is younger and more restrained, even if she wants to ride a horse, Only ride a foal.
Now riding on the back of such a tall horse, I only feel that the air around me is fresh.
Humming nursery rhymes, the light tunes make people feel comfortable and happy.
Jiang Pengji here had no idea that her appointed accountant had caused some trouble for her, and cut the faces of several noble sons.
"Lord, please take a look."
Xu Ke started writing, and there was a piece of paper on the table, the handwriting on it was thin and strong, and it was hard to hide the edge.
"you-"
Although it is a sloppy bag, but there is some kind of self-cultivation, and it is impossible to do such uncultured actions as insults.
Feng Jin, who was watching a series of events, looked at the humble but powerful Xu Ke, and then looked at the small ant-like figure walking with a horse in the distance, silently taking a sip of tea... He still remained silent as a leader. Good tea audience.
Why did things develop into such a tense situation
This also starts with Jiang Pengji being rubbed by Shangguan Wan to walk the horse.
It was inconvenient for Xu Ke and Ta Xue to follow, so they simply stayed in Yaji.
This time, it seems that a few of them have been told their real purpose by the elders in their families, and they reported to Liu Lanting that they were watching a good show.
I thought she would see the embarrassed appearance of the other party's Qiqiao smoking and a prairie above her head, but she didn't expect that she would ignore others at all.
Playing words with her, even shamelessly admitting that she is not good at ci and fu, calling her at other activities, and directly throwing a decadent and boring look like a life without love, making it difficult for them to continue to grind her, naturally already prepared. Not even a good show.
In this way, water can't get in, and the knife can't cut the face, they really can't do anything about each other.
Then, with a staggered look, the family actually took the daughter of the Shangguan family to walk the horse!
If you can run, the monk can't run to the temple, let alone the servant and maid she brought.
Lang Jun, who had been inadvertently choked by Jiang Pengji before, mocked her in a low voice, the content was obscure, and those in the know could understand it naturally.
Xu Ke was not an insider, but he had a smart mind, and when those words fell into his ears, he wondered what was wrong.
Later, some people ridiculed Jiang Pengji for not knowing how to write and calligraphy, and because of her talent as Liu She, the elite of the gentry turned out to be "illiterate".
If that's the case, then that's fine, but they still feel that they are not strong enough, so they even use Xu Ke to open the knife.
You cannot humiliate a master, nor can you humiliate a slave.
Ta Xue is a maid. Although Jiang Pengji commented on this group of guys as scumbags, their superficial skills have always been very good, and they will not involve Ta Xue.
So... I was slapped in the face... The process is like this...
When I asked Xu Ke to discuss poetry and prose, I was slapped in the face every time, and it hurt every time.
Feng Jin couldn't bear to look directly away, and no longer dared to look at the tragic image.
Xu Ke's background is not very good. Ordinary people have difficulty reading. The cheapest books in bookstores are also used by ordinary people for half a year. Reading is very expensive, and it is not easy for Xu Ke to win. Not lacking in this.
If he changed the assessment of strategy theory or holy words, it is estimated that he would be stretched.
But the reality is that a group of mediocre scumbags who are self-proclaimed geniuses want to show off, but they happen to bump into Xu Ke's strengths and are forcibly taught to be human.
Feng Jin smiled, "Sure enough, it is not wise to use one's own weaknesses to attack the enemy's strengths."
Xu Ke glanced at him secretly, his face continued to maintain a calm expression, but his heart was a little dark.
On the other side, Wuma Jun smiled and smoothed things out, but the bias was very obvious.
"Why does Langjun care about the mere slaves, it's just a coincidence."
Xu Ke's eyes darkened, and he clenched his fist quietly.
But on this occasion, he couldn't continue to fight for strength, or he would be beaten to death by people in anger and anger, and others would not say anything.
No matter how talented you are, an identity can crush a person.
Seeing that Xu Ke was about to suffer, Feng Jin smiled and suggested, "Governing a country and a family can't be solved with a poem or two, so why should Lang Jun care so much? It's okay to lose an inch and a half, it's just fun to pass the time. Now that the spring is just right, it would be too monotonous to talk about poetry. How do you guys think of horse racing and throwing pots? The fish are fat, and fishing by the river is also fun."
Feng Jin said to Xu Ke gently, "Go down and ask Lan Ting if you are interested in playing."
Wumajun turned his head and glanced at Feng Jin with an inexplicable expression.
"Wait—" Feng Jin just wanted to feel relieved, but heard Lang Jun, who was wearing pink clothes beside him, smiled and suggested, "This Lang Jun is right, it's just... ordinary throwing pots and archery, I guess you guys have played too much, now I'm tired of it, so why don't you suggest something new? I heard that the folks in the northern Xinjiang are sturdy, and they often make slaves put objects on their heads, and use this as an arrow target..."
After Feng Jin heard this, he suddenly clenched his hand in his sleeve, with a hint of warning, "Oh?"
"It's just a funny thing to pass the time, why not let him try it?"