At the Jishan Hot Spring in Shangjing that year, Jiang Pengji made a righteous shot for Feng Jin, but Wu Liba stood up to stop her at a critical moment.
But how could Jiang Pengji's violent temper be willing to give up easily
In front of Wu Liba, she cut off the arm of the provocateur in Northern Xinjiang, and slapped the other party in the face in public.
Wu Liba may still remember this incident, but where did he remember that the arrogant young man was the current Jiang Pengji
He carefully considered Jiang Pengji's words and chose a vague answer.
"The old man has been doing pretty well these years, and Lao Liuzhou's pastor has forgotten it."
Jiang Pengji raised her lips and smiled lightly, she said, "You'll be fine."
She didn't dare to say anything else, but she had the ability to hold revenge, and no one dared to stand first.
Back in Jishan Tangquan, Jiang Pengji wanted to push Wu Liba to the ground and give him a good beating, punching him in the face!
This account, she can always remember it.
In the past, due to the situation, she could only watch Wu Liba be arrogant and domineering, but now that Feng Shui turns, it is her turn to control the field.
Seeing the smile on Jiang Pengji's face, Wu Liba greeted him warmly, but could not see the slightest malice.
He was puzzled, and even wondered whether the act of giving himself a "gift" was Jiang Pengji's own will.
Could it be that the people under her hand did it without her knowledge
If this is the case, it proves that Jiang Pengji's attitude towards Beijiang is still neutral, and there should be a possibility of persuasion.
Thinking of this, Wu Liba secretly sighed in relief, and the expression on his face also seemed a little light.
As long as there is a chance, everything is fine.
As everyone knows, Jiang Pengji looks easy to talk on the face, but it is because of her excellent acting skills.
As the leader of a group of drama elites, she must be the drama elite among drama elites, and she can take over all the Oscar statuettes by herself.
Wu Liba sorted out the draft, but Jiang Pengji interrupted him enthusiastically and invited him to have a meal together.
Even if Wuliba didn't pay much attention, he knew that the food of Zhikezhai in Maruzhou was very famous, and Zhikezhai was brought up by Jiang Pengji.
"It's better to be respectful than to obey." He swallowed the words he was about to say.
When the food came to the table, the smell of meat made him salivate, and his index finger moved.
Just smelling it makes me hungry.
"General Wu Liba was born in the northern Xinjiang, but he is a prairie man. He should still be used to eating horse meat, right?"
Jiang Pengji said with a smile, and sent someone to pour wine for the other party.
horsemeat
Wu Liba took a bite, not knowing how Paozi handled the meat, it melted in the mouth, and the thick meat fragrance burst on the tip of the tongue.
Rao is someone like Wu Liba who doesn't pay attention to appetite, and he couldn't help but eat two more bites.
"It's a rare delicacy in the world, but Liuzhou animal husbandry is blessed. I'm afraid that a sloppy person like this old man will not enjoy it."
Really delicious!
The meat is tender and tender, and according to Wu Liba's knowledge, this horse meat definitely comes from a high-quality horse.
However, Dongqing's horse farm is in the hands of the Meng family in Cangzhou, and the owner of the Meng family has also made it clear that he and Liu Xi have an inseparable hatred, and it is absolutely impossible to send horses to each other. In other words, Liu Xi's horses here are all golden lumps, how could they be slaughtered and eaten
For a moment, all kinds of thoughts flashed through my heart, and Wu Liba added a little bit of ignorance for no reason.
"How does General Wulipa feel?" Jiang Pengji asked him with a smile.
Wu Liba said, "The meat is strong and delicious, I'm afraid it is a good horse."
Jiang Pengji said with kindness, "That's natural, it is an excellent horse in northern Xinjiang. I was afraid that General Wulipa would not be used to it, so I sent someone to the war horse camp to slaughter a wounded horse. Well-built and well-bred, that's a good horse."
She said it naturally, and Wu Liba's face darkened as he listened.
The smell of meat in his mouth seemed to have turned into poisonous meat that made him nauseous, and it was difficult to swallow.
This war horse was actually brought by the second prince. Liu Xi deliberately slaughtered their good horse in the northern Xinjiang to entertain him. His malicious intent was obvious!
Wu Liba's eyes flashed a stern look, and then disappeared.
Jiang Pengji asked, "Why didn't the general eat?"
He said, "The old man is old and his teeth are loose. I'm afraid that he can't eat more and let down the kindness of Liuzhou Mu."
Wu Liba put the food aside and sat upright, "I heard that my second son offended Liuzhou Mu?"
Jiang Pengji continued to smile, "Didn't you see General Wuliba when he entered the city?"
Wu Liba was surprised for a moment, and Jiang Pengji continued, "Forget it, my memory is always tossed about. In order to meet General Wuliba, I thought about it day and night, but couldn't pick out a good gift. And Prince Erha missed his hometown, so he allowed part of his body to go back. It's just that he was seriously injured, and if he broke his hands and feet, he might not live long, so he could only cut off his tongue. Prince Erha had his tongue twisted a while ago. He is still recovering from his injuries, so I haven't hung him on the city wall for the past few days..."
The second prince works eight hours a day, which is also very hard.
Now that the second prince has an injury in his mouth, Jiang Pengji will naturally not force him to go to work with an injury.
Wu Liba suddenly widened his eagle eyes, his eyes were full of anger and fierceness.
"Liuzhou Shepherd!"
Jiang Pengji raised her eyelids lazily and said, "Here, this manor is listening."
Wu Liba said, "Does Liuzhou Mu really want to be so cruel when he does things?"
Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "ruthless? I don't think it's cruel. Your princes from northern Xinjiang attacked my Chongzhou with 20,000 to 30,000 soldiers and horses, trying to steal food and burn down the granary. I would like to ask another question, this time. Isn't it cruel? Once Chaowu, Lijiang, and Sangmo's three granaries are destroyed, one hundred thousand elites in Chongzhou will starve to death. If you say something unpleasant, your lord will condone your son's mischief and teach him not to steal. That's no wonder I taught him how to behave! General Wulipa, is it because you are here to intercede for him?"
One hundred thousand elite
Can three granaries feed 100,000 elites
Wu Liba extracted important information from Jiang Pengji's words, and his face turned a little blue again.
Jiang Pengji's words were not polite at all.
A bright threat!
Wu Liba's heart turned abruptly, and there were thousands of thoughts in his mind, but on the surface he remained motionless.
"Liuzhou Mu misunderstood, my lord was very angry when he heard about this. The second prince recruited 20,000 troops privately, and he suspected that he was not a minister. Speaking of which, Liuzhou Mu's move not only helped my lord clear the door, but also avoided more troubles. Contradictions." Uliba said calmly, "Beijing and Dongqing are related by marriage, and the two countries coexist peacefully. The second prince's attempt to provoke a war between the two countries is really an act of punishment. Liuzhou Mu taught him, This is the blessing of the second prince. My lord sent me here, first to explain, and second to the frontier people."
"I didn't expect that General Wulipa was also a man of righteousness."
Seeing Jiang Pengji's shameless confession, Wu Liba almost choked out a mouthful of blood.
Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "I have listened to your explanation, but for the sake of the border people... I don't understand it."