Temporarily closed the live broadcast room, Jiang Pengji briefly cleaned and changed into the usual home attire.
"Jingrong, go and get me a painting, put it on the table behind the screen of the handsome tent, and take it to the banquet with you."
Yang Siyi did as she said.
No matter what Yang Si thinks, the lord is clearly a handsome young man.
This young face is full of the vigor that is unique to this age, and at the same time has the stability that his peers do not have.
As long as she is a normal person who is not blind, who will find out that she is actually a daughter
The fact is that she is still a real woman.
Hearing that he brought himself to the banquet and declined Feng Zhen, Yang Si felt that the lord's decision was correct.
This boy Fengzhen is neither light nor heavy, and his waves are boundless. He can't walk when he sees drinks and beauties, and it is easy to delay major events.
How can such a guy share the lord's worries at the banquet
If it’s a man, it’s okay to be drunk, maybe the peach blossoms will come, and there will be a sweet and soft beauty next to him when he wakes up the next day.
It happens that his master is a woman, so he can't drink too much on such an occasion. People around him should be more cautious. Yang Si feels that he has a long way to go.
At this time, Yang Si completely forgot one thing—
Jiang Pengji's drinking capacity is enough for one person to turn a group.
"Although this painting is not signed, it depends on the painting technique and style... Was this painted by Zi Xiao?"
When Yang Sina painted, the scroll had already been unfolded halfway.
With a casual glance, he could see whose hand the painting came from.
"That's right, before the army set off, I asked him for one for propaganda." Jiang Pengji stepped forward, glanced at the pattern in the painting, and said with a smile, "Among the people I know, Zixiao's painting skills are the best, and I like his style of painting. Jingrong, if you haven't been to Xiangyang County, will you be moved when you see the prosperous scene in this painting?"
Yang Si's expression was a little strange, as if he was struggling with something.
But he said casually, "Xanadu, I admire it in my heart."
Just based on the content in the painting, people who don't know it will indeed have the idea of yearning.
But... Speaking of Wei Ci's painting skills, he suddenly remembered one thing—
He remembered that Wei Ci had painted a portrait of an unusually precious woman, and now he recalled the face of the woman in the painting, which made him think deeply.
At first, Yang Si didn't know Jiang Pengji's gender. When he saw the painting, he thought that Wei Ci was hiding something.
Now that I know the truth, the woman in the painting is clearly the protagonist.
The co-authorship is not because the lord wants to make Wei Ci unspoken, but Wei Ci, a gentleman (pervert), has a different idea for the lord
Jiang Pengji found that Yang Si's expression was a bit wrong.
But she didn't delve into it, just put the painting away carefully.
"This is a magic weapon for us to expand our business. I plan to offer it as the God of Wealth. Maybe I can make a lot of money."
She opened the live broadcast room, and the 150,000 quota was instantly full.
When it was time to go to the banquet, the sky was already dark, and countless torches were lit up in the Allied camp, like red horses training in the dark night.
Jiang Pengji was wearing home clothes, with a heavy rabbit fur cloak covering her outside.
A little more childish, a little less heroic, making her a little weak.
At first glance, he didn't look like someone living in a military camp, but more like a noble boy from some family going out to play.
There were accompanying personal guards around, and Yang Si followed him on horseback.
Xu Pei's camp was built in the center of the Allied camp. The military tents were dotted with stars, and the handsome tent was in the middle, just like the stars and the moon.
Jiang Pengji glanced hastily, and found that Xu Pei was really rich, and he was indeed the descendant of the Xu family.
Each soldier is dressed in armor, and the weapons in his hands are all of the same standard, and the quality is excellent. A set is not a small amount.
Think about how many generals Xu Pei has under his command. If everyone is given a set, how rich does this family have to be to be fully equipped
Jiang Pengji was speechless, feeling that local tyrants are local tyrants, rich and willful.
Inside the tent, a young man in luxurious clothes was sitting on his head, frowning and talking to his confidant.
Hearing the movement outside, everyone fell silent, turned their eyes to the outside of the tent, and waited for Jiang Pengji to appear.
After a while, the tent was lifted from the middle of the two sides, and Xu Pei also got up from the main seat and went to greet the distinguished guests.
A handsome young man wearing a rabbit skin cape walked into the tent, and Qing Jun's face was like a gust of cool wind, blowing away the heat in the tent. Xu Pei's subordinates looked at Jiang Pengji's dress, and doubts arose in their hearts—
This man was wearing home clothes, and he didn't look like he was going to a serious dinner, but more like he was a guest at a friend's house.
Although not rude, but the style is not right.
"Is this the son of Liuzhou Mu? Sure enough, he is a talented person, young and promising."
Xu Pei's appearance is a little handsome, and the bookish atmosphere on his body adds a bit of charm.
The audience in the live broadcast room shouted, this is Yan Control's carnival, Xu Pei led Jiang Pengji in, his mouth was warm.
"I just saw you come in, and there is a sense of familiarity, as if I have known each other a long time ago. If you remember correctly, you and I are similar in age and belong to the same generation. If Liu Xiancheng doesn't think my aptitude is mediocre, it is better for the two of us to share the same age. Brothers match?"
Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "It's obviously my honor to be able to call each other brothers with Xu Junshou, is there any reason why I shouldn't?"
Xu Pei is also a person who climbs along the pole. He calls himself the elder brother, and the distance between the two is invisible.
Yang Si's position was arranged at the back of Jiang Pengji's side. At the banquet, the others secretly looked at Jiang Pengji with their peripheral vision.
Even though Jiang Pengji was young, none of the people present dared to despise him, even Xu Pei, who prided himself on being honorable.
Apart from Liu She's relationship, Jiang Pengji was able to occupy the entire Maruzhou without relying on her family and father, and at such a young age, she was far better than everyone present. If you add Liu She's weight, who would dare to provoke her in the entire Allied army? Not to mention being an offering from the ancestors, but it will not be evil either.
If it weren't for the too few troops brought by Liu She and Jiang Pengji, even if the Xu brothers had the will to indulge in the position of the leader of the alliance, I'm afraid they would be powerless.
The most important guests have already taken their seats, and Xu Pei ordered food and wine to be served.
He turned his head and asked Jiang Pengji again, "Brother Xian, do you like singing and dancing?"
She was about to refuse, and the barrage in the live broadcast room changed.
[like! ! !]
[I like it so much! ! !]
[Let go of those singers and dancers, let me come! ! !]
Jiang Pengji froze the words on the tip of her tongue, and said with a normal expression, "It's okay."
This answer fell into Xu Pei's ears and became reserved. After the translation, it was - I like it very much.
He showed a meaningful smile, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "I understand for my brother, how can a hero not love beautiful women?"
Yang Si, who served as the background board, watched his nose and his heart.
The audience gave him a voice, and translated his mental activities-Made rod!