"My lord, even if you want to go to war with Northern Xinjiang, it can't be now—"
Knowing that Jiang Pengji gave Wu Li something, Qi Guanrang almost broke his precious fan.
"What is Wen Zheng afraid of? Northern Xinjiang is the one who doesn't want to fight now. The initiative to start the war is also with us. Northern Xinjiang is not the master. If Wu Liba can't bear it, he can turn his head and leave."
Fengzhen, this guy doesn't think it's a big deal, he smothered his sake with a smile.
Ordinarily his salary is not low, what kind of wine can't be bought
However, Feng Zhen just likes to drink a little from the Dong family and a little from the West family, even if it is turbid wine, you can drink it deliciously.
Among them, he likes the wine from the master the most, and the taste is more mellow than ordinary wine.
Qi Guanrang gave Feng Zhen a stern look, what he expected was right, it must be this prodigal son who instigated the lord to do something wrong.
Feng Zhen received Qi Guanrang's eyes, shrugged his shoulders secretly, and smiled, showing his white teeth.
A look that you can help me.
What kind of virtue is his lord, Qi Guan Rang can't have any B numbers in his heart
The lord herself is a troublemaker, she can't settle down, and she needs others to encourage her to do things
At most, he made some comments, and he could only be regarded as an accomplice.
Jiang Pengji, who was on the side, also helped Fengzhen. She said, "Because of so many birds in the northern Xinjiang, it's just a matter of taking the opportunity to find some space. Don't say I will give one, even if I give ten or eight, they will have to suffer. Document certificate , can you guess whether the wise man from the northern border can guess the meaning?"
With the Lord's support, Feng Zhen proudly straightened his chest, so angry that Guan Qi made his back molars itch.
It's enough to encourage the lord to make troubles, this prodigal son is still proud
Guan Qi's face was gloomy, and the audience of the melon-eating party laughed and arranged the jokes of the two of them, making Jiang Pengji overjoyed.
She secretly laughed until her stomach hurt, but Wu Liba in the other place couldn't smile.
"Oh? A gift from Liuzhou Mu?" When Wu Liba heard the news, he changed his mind and decided that Jiang Pengji had confessed, and she was expressing kindness by giving gifts. Wu Liba didn't show it on his face, but there was a smile in his heart. He said, "Hurry up and present the gift."
The gift is placed in an exquisite wooden box with delicate and beautiful lines around the box, which looks like a work of art.
Seeing this, Wu Liba became more stable.
He opened the box himself, and as soon as he opened it, he smelled blood and rancidity.
Wu Liba's complexion changed, and when he opened the lid and saw what was in the box, his complexion turned pale.
In the mirror box is a set of delicate glass headpieces and a transparent bowl containing a piece of carrion covered with congealed blood.
If it was put a few years ago, such a set of glass headgear could be sold at a high price of hundreds of thousands in northern Xinjiang, but now it is flooded and cheap, and a set is not consistent. Judging from Wu Liba's knowledge, the piece of meat in the transparent bowl was clearly a person's tongue.
Wu Liba was praised as a wise man in northern Xinjiang, and his brain naturally had nothing to say, and he immediately understood the meaning of the brocade box.
Glass headgear
No one in the northern border knows that his wife Wulipa is the eldest lady of the northern Xinjiang business, and she loves to pursue luxury goods.
A few years ago, "Tiangong Liuli" was born, and Wu Liba's wife bought more than a dozen sets with great enthusiasm, which was talked about by noble ladies in northern Xinjiang. The world thinks that "Tiangong Liuli" is really expensive, but it is a scam. The Northern Xinjiang Business Alliance and the Northern Lady were swindled by Gu Xin for more than 20 million yuan. Among them, Wu Liba's wife's maiden family is still the leading businessman, because this matter has been stagnant.
Wulipa lost the support of the Yue family, and his status in northern Xinjiang was greatly affected.
Even Ulipa's political opponent, Harenza, often used this to ridicule him.
The dignified wise man in northern Xinjiang was calculated by a businessman, and he can't laugh his teeth
Therefore, "Tiangong Liuli" has always been an indescribable pain in Wu Liba's heart, and he hates seeing this deceitful thing the most.
As for that tongue—
A man cannot speak if his tongue is cut off.
Wu Li pulled out the envoy Dongqing just to talk, and now it is implied that he should not talk, isn't it a slap in the face
Of course, it's not over yet—
"Liu Xi, today's humiliation will be doubled back tomorrow." Wu Liba said solemnly, he waved his hand, "Take it out and throw it away!"
Wu Liba endured his anger, and was about to calm the flames in his heart, when he saw something else in the brocade box out of the corner of his eyes.
"Wait—come back—"
He took out the note under the tongue with his fingers and unfolded it thinly.
[I think your Prince Erha is too noisy, so I sent it back specially - Liu Xi]
This tongue - actually belonged to the second prince! ! !
Wu Liba has no time to care about the title of "Prince Erha", he only needs to know who the owner of this tongue is.
"Liu Xi—Liu Xi—how dare you humiliate me like this—"
Wu Liba was so angry that his blood pressure soared, his cheeks were full of blood red, and suddenly turned blue again.
Fortunately, Wu Liba has a strong psychological endurance, and it was clearly in front of him for a while, but he actually slowed down.
"Someone-"
Wu Liba was panting heavily, his eyes filled with terrifying bloodshots.
"As per my order, send someone to prepare a 'great gift' and return it to Liuzhou Mu, fulfilling the Central Plains custom of 'reciprocity'!"
If he wasn't concerned about the overall situation, Wu Liba also wanted to use disgusting means to disgust Jiang Pengji.
However, as Fengzhen said, now Jiang Pengji has the main battle power, and Beijiang has to wait for him.
It's not that Beijiang can't afford to fight, but the price of war is too high now.
Jiang Pengji received the generous gift from Wu Liba, and narrowed her eyes with a smile.
She just likes the way the enemy has nothing to do with her, and in the end she has to hold her, let her go, and endure her.
[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Alas—Beijiang has also suffered from blood mold for eight lifetimes, so why did he meet the anchor
[Guo Fengxiao]: If it were left in the novel, the anchor would definitely be the top villain boss
[Piao Piao Yang]: That's really desperate. How big is the protagonist's halo and how strong is his immortality to defeat the big devil
[Rain Song on the Railing]: Halo... At least round up to one hundred million in diameter, right
Poor Wu Liba, who did not have the aura of the protagonist but took on the task of the protagonist to fight the Great Demon King, must be tortured by blood.
"When I said goodbye to the capital back then, how was General Wuliba doing well these years?"
Jiang Pengji and Wu Liba had a relationship.
At that time, he was high-spirited and arrogant, forcibly forcing Jiang Pengji to endure his anger.
Now it's upside down.
Dressed in white, she has become a vassal on one side, but the domineering and arrogant Wu Liba depends on her face and is careful to flatter.
It's really turning around.
Wu Liba's eyes flashed with surprise.
Not only shocked by Jiang Pengji's familiarity, but also by her kindness.
Has he met Liu Xi
Wu Liba didn't remember that trivial incident back then.
But Jiang Pengji still remembered.