Knowing that Jiang Pengji had arrived, Liu She had already sent someone to respond.
Fu Wang rode forward and found that there were quite a few people who were supporting them.
He glanced at his eyes and saw the young man who was in the front line was dressed in brocade clothes, and his face was somewhat similar to that of his master.
Fu Wang knew that his lord also had a younger brother, and seeing the appearance of the young man, he roughly guessed the identity of the other party.
He stepped forward to ask, and the young man reported his family home with a smile, which confirmed Fu Wang's guess.
The young man is thin, his appearance is delicate and elegant, he is dressed in exquisite Chinese clothes, and is covered with a big fur with smooth fur. When he goes to that station, outsiders can see that he is a ignorant young master from a rich family, a naive child who is ignorant of world affairs. , like a harmless milk cat.
Seeing the teenager's attire, Fu Wang labelled the other party in his heart - a weak rookie.
After all, it was the lord's concubine, so Fu Wang got off the horse and gave him a salute.
"I heard that my sister is here, can the general take me to see her?"
The young man quickly lifted Fu Wang up, his smile was pure and clean, just like the snow on the top of the mountain, which made life unpredictable.
Fu Wang had never heard that the lord had a good relationship with her concubine, but he had not heard any bad rumors either.
Seeing the young man so excited and eager, Fu Wang's cold expression eased slightly.
He stood up straight, and his tall and burly altitude was beyond the reach of the other party.
"It's natural."
Fu Wang got on the horse again, and the young man also asked his servants to move his mount.
Because it wasted a bit of time, the young man smiled a little embarrassedly at Fuwang after he sat firmly.
"Let the general lead the way, lest my sister be in a hurry."
Fu Wang was noncommittal and led the young man in brocade to see Jiang Pengji.
The brocade-clothed boy sat on the back of the horse, holding the reins with one hand trembling, and clumsily pressing the hair scarf with the other hand, blocking the whistling autumn wind with his arms. Seeing this, Fu Wang couldn't help but label the brocade-clothed boy another label—a fancy vase.
It's a shame for a manly man to be so unfamiliar with riding.
Fu Wang led the way in silence, and brought the young man in brocade to Jiang Pengji.
When the teenager rode a high-headed horse and slowly appeared within the camera range of the live broadcast room, the audience was already screaming.
[Xiahou Zixuan]: Mom, the baby saw his first love.
[Spoofing words]: So shameless, that's Bao Bao's fiancé, what little bitch wants to rob Bao Bao
[Nongfu Spring is a bit hung up]: Do you think this little man with noodles and noodles looks a bit like an anchor? I remember that when the anchor was in school in Langya, he seemed to be dressed like a rich boy, and he looked more like him when he was riding a horse. However, the aura and mental outlook of the two are different. The anchor is more energetic, this little brother is like a rich young master who came out of the painting.
[Old Driver Lianmeng]: It looks a bit like, is it a relative of the anchor? This may not be the case, after all, it is an ancient clan society, and the seven aunts and eight aunts have quite a few relatives. Speaking of which, I still miss the look of the anchorman's menswear. In this way, I can still comfort that the other party is a cute girl with Tintin, and she can still dream of marrying her. Now in women's attire... Alas, it's hard to say.
[Auntie in the cafeteria]: I have been chasing the live broadcast for many years, but I never imagined that you are such a beastly guy upstairs.
The live broadcast room is still a sea of red bullet screens, occasionally a few pitiful blue bullet screens float by, and they are instantly submerged by the Red Sea.
Because of the major changes in the live broadcast room, the former iron fans have been cleaned up, and now the audience is much more secure.
Jiang Pengji could occasionally see a few blue barrages with normal content.
[Single for a lifetime]: Someone told me before that this live broadcast room has changed the anchor, I don't believe it. After coming here, I found that the style of painting is completely different from before, and he is indeed a serious anchor. The style is normal, the only flaw is that the plot is boring.
[Whoever takes off the list first is the dog]: When I saw this handsome guy with noodles, I suddenly remembered Cao Da's description of Jia Baoyu. His face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the color is like the flowers of spring dawn, the temples are like a knife, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the nose is like hanging gallbladder, and the eyes are like autumn waves. Although angry, sometimes it seems like a smile, that is, anger and affection. I used to read, but there was no specific impression in my mind, but now it can be regarded as the right number. What's this guy called
Seeing these two blue barrages, the audience of the red barrage was also surprised.
Immediately afterward, the red barrage asked in surprise—So you have a great Cao on that plane too! ! !
Sure enough, different planes, the same civilization.
In contrast, people on all planes speak Chinese, which doesn't seem to be a problem.
Jiang Pengji watched the barrage with interest, and when the audience mentioned the strange little brother, she couldn't help but look away.
Sure enough, the brocade-clothed boy who appeared in the camera was following Fu Wang on horseback, and came over at the same pace.
He also found himself, and when the two of them looked at each other, Jiang Pengji clearly felt the joy radiating from the other side.
"Sister!"
The brocade-clothed boy shouted from a distance, and unskilledly ran two quick steps on the horse, and then climbed down from the horse's back with difficulty.
Fu Wang watched from the side, he couldn't bear to look directly, so he simply stepped forward to help him, so that the boy would be spared the embarrassment of dismounting and wrestling.
Jiang Pengji looked at the face of the brocade-clothed boy and nodded in response.
Speaking of which, this is the first time she has seen this cheap younger brother after so many years.
Judging from his appearance, he is a typical Liu family.
Jiang Pengji recalled in her mind the Liu family's children she had seen, and almost none of them had a disability.
Because the boy's eyebrows and eyes were not fully opened, he was a little more naive and childish, but he was more likable.
"Sister, my father has already prepared a banquet for you and is waiting for you in the mansion. He kept talking about why the elder sister didn't come over a few days ago, and let the younger brother wait outside the city every day, and finally hoped for the elder sister to come. "The brocade-clothed boy said so much in one breath, his breathing was a little short, his cheeks were a little pink, and the look became more and more delicious and moving, and the strange aunts and strange succulents in the live broadcast room were already hungry and thirsty.
"Really? Didn't I already send someone to inform me, why did my father let you wait outside?"
Jiang Pengji's words were not very pleasant, and Fu Wang, who was beside him, heard it, and his eyes swept around between her and the brocade-clothed boy.
Look, this is a bad relationship between siblings.
Also, how can one direct daughter and one concubine son, how can they be compared
Even if this son-in-law is Liu She's only son, but his own lord is so promising, isn't he better than a sloppy son
The brocade-clothed boy's expression was stagnant, and he seemed a little frustrated, but he soon regained his enthusiasm.
Even if Jiang Pengji had a cold attitude towards him, implying that Liu She treated him badly, he didn't say anything, after all, that was the truth.
Jiang Pengji said, "In that case, let's go, so as not to keep my father waiting for a long time."