Not even afraid of death, what else is there to be afraid of
Wei Ci was disturbed by Feng Zhen, and was faintly moved, but was suppressed by his reason.
“It’s too early…”
This matter was known by Fengzhen, the prodigal son, and Wei Ci was mentally prepared to be advertised by him.
"Now that the lord's hegemony has just started to improve, it is really not appropriate to consider the private affairs of the children. If you let others know, not only the outside world will be talking about it, I am afraid that the counselors and generals under the lord's account will also have other thoughts." Wei Ci couldn't help but warn. A true word.
Feng Zhen is now holding Wei Ci's handle and is in a particularly good mood.
"Is it that serious?"
Knowing that Feng was really pretending to be stupid on purpose, Wei Ci still had to be patient.
"It's more serious than that."
People are sinister, and they are not stingy to use the most vile and sinister thoughts to speculate on others.
Most of the people are ignorant people. Once someone maliciously takes the lead, it won't take long for the romantic anecdotes of the lord and his subordinates to spread everywhere. Open your mouth to spread rumors, refute rumors and break your legs. Wei Ci could fully imagine how embarrassing the unofficial history would be written, and how embarrassing the people would say.
This is still the outside world, and Maruzhou will also be turbulent because of this.
Wei Ci being roasted on the fire is the next best thing. I am afraid that some people will feel resentful and think that Jiang Pengji treats Wei Ci preferentially everywhere.
Once everyone has such thoughts, their hearts will be scattered, and the Maruzhou forces will no longer be united and stable.
Once reborn, Wei Ci tried to figure out her past life many times from the perspective of an outsider, and each time she had different discoveries and insights.
In the past life, the lord was treated fairly, with moderate rewards and punishments, and clear rewards and punishments. This is one of her great advantages.
If we want to win again, this advantage must continue to be carried forward.
Feng Zhen said with interest, "Zixiao still can't believe it? Say what you can say, and never reveal half a word of what you can't say."
Wei Ci snorted. Of course, he knew that Feng Zhen seemed to be rambunctious, but in fact he kept his senses.
"hope so."
Feng Zhen said to Wei Ci, "I used to feel that something was wrong. Although you didn't say anything, you always felt that you had the most important things in mind. Thinking and being sensitive, this is both your strength and your weakness. You can confide in me."
Don't worry about anything sad, just say it out loud.
Wei Ci was cold, if he took Feng Zhen as the object of his pouring out, wouldn't he have been caught by the other side with countless braids
What if Feng Zhen used this threat and asked him to cover him and help him escape from work, drink alcohol, and visit brothels
Don't think Feng Zhen can't do this.
Wei Ci knew what unreliable things Feng Langzi had done in his previous life.
The generals who bullied Li Yun, Dian Yin and other generals were all honest people, coaxing their salaries to buy wine, and often escaping from work.
Too many crimes, too many books!
"It's time to be happy, why can't you stay here." Feng Zhen said, "People live a hundred years old, and what they want is to be free and happy, and have fun in a timely manner."
So he didn't quite understand that Wei Ci was looking forward to the future, hoping for the best of both worlds, but in the end, neither end was good.
Sensitive and thoughtful, not easy to live long.
Maybe there is an inside story that he doesn't know, but according to what Fengzhen sees, Wei Ci's continuing like this is just hurting others and hurting himself.
No - hurting others is not necessarily, hurting yourself is certain.
He rolled up the quilt and fell asleep, leaving Wei Ci stunned in place, with a worried expression on his face.
In another place, Li Yun also honestly invited Iceman to fight a pair of geese in person.
Three books and six rituals, there is no shortage of them.
Due to the special circumstances, the whole process only took more than half a month.
Cheng Jing perfectly completed the task given by Huang Song, and the secret letter written by Jiang Pengji long ago returned quietly and did not attend the wedding.
Although the time was tight, Jiang Pengji did not feel wronged by Shangguan Wan, she prepared everything that should be prepared for her, as if she was marrying a sister. Speaking of "marrying a sister", Jiang Pengji is also experienced. She only manages the overall situation, and other details are left to others.
A few days before the wedding, the smile on Li Yun's face never disappeared, and he not only carried the wind while walking, but also fluttered.
Shangguan Wan has been restless these past few days, and always feels that everything is beautiful now like a vague dream.
Once this dream is pierced, she will be beaten back to cruel reality, and she will continue to be the hopeless widow who is tormented by others and cannot see the future.
In the words of the audience in the live broadcast room, Shangguan Wan called it "pre-marital anxiety disorder".
Jiang Pengji was busy with her affairs, so she could only entrust Huijun to help her solve Shangguanwan, lest she think too much.
Huijun's mind is exquisite and clear, and every sentence hits Shangguanwan's mind.
Under the uneasy expectation of the two newlyweds, the wedding day finally arrived.
As the first single dog from the Maruzhou Group, Li Yun is not only handsome and lovable, but also popular, so basically all the colleagues who can be present are present. Feng Jin's wife, Wei Jingxian, also acted as a "face-opening" Quanfu woman, helping Shangguanwan twist the noodles.
"Sister Jingxian, I-I'm a little nervous—"
Shangguan Wan is no longer that immature girl. The last time she got married, she only felt that she was not going to the wedding but to her own funeral, but today, this little heart in her chest was thumping uncontrollably, making her unable to do so. Measure and panic.
"Today's big wedding, you can't speak freely." Wei Jingxian said with a smile, "Forget everything from the past."
Shangguan Wan was still nervous, and involuntarily squeezed her hands under her wide sleeves, leaving a light fingernail mark on her palms.
Li Yun came to greet the relatives on time, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.
His life pursuit is very simple, supporting his master, marrying a wife and having children.
Now that both are complete, his face is full of spring breeze, and he can't see his teeth but his eyes.
Changsheng from Fengjin's family and Fengyi from Fengzhen's family became virgins. Changsheng was young and happily rolled back and forth on the bed in the wedding room, but Fengzhen's only son, Fengyi, had a small face. Sitting silently on the futon, after a symbolic time, he got down.
Fengyi came from Fengzhen's deceased wife, and his appearance followed Fengzhen's, but his temperament followed his mother's, and he couldn't be more restrained.
It should be premature, Feng Yi is weaker than Feng Zhen, and rarely appears in front of people.
When everyone saw Fengyi, this garlic sprout and bean paste, they were so shocked that they forgot to speak.
Feng Zhen is such a sloppy guy who actually gave birth to a serious and elegant son, genetic mutation!
"Hello, uncles!"
Feng Yi saluted obediently, and at a young age, she already had a bit of a gentleman's demeanor.
"Today is a great day for your uncle Hanmei, so you don't have to be so restrained." Feng Zhen rubbed his son's hair and dismissed him casually. No way, with his son by his side, he couldn't open his stomach and drink. The eldest brother's demeanor, don't bully the weak."
Fengyi's face is weak, but his demeanor is excellent, and he really lives up to the name Fengzhen gave him.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
They thought that a prodigal son like Fengzhen would give birth to a son who was also the second-generation ancestor who dared to dance on the grave.
The result
"Good bamboo shoots out!"
Feng Zhen's face suddenly pulled down, and who was he calling "Yizhu"
Maruzhou is very lively, but the other place is very dignified.
"Aren't you happy?"
Liu She had a letter beside her hand, which Jiang Pengji sent expeditedly to deliver it more than half a month ago.
In front of him, there was a thirteen- or four-year-old Qingjun boy kneeling down, with facial features somewhat similar to Jiang Pengji.
"Son dare not."
"It's fine if you don't dare." Liu She said, picking up a pen and writing a word at the end of the letter.
[Can.]