- "Not enough strength - come again -"
Jiang Pengji held a wooden sword in his left hand, with a relaxed and playful smile on his face, and bullied the little friend with a cheeky face.
"Oh, is it because you're not full in the morning, or you don't want to eat lunch, are you trying to tickle me with the soft strength?"
She blocked it casually, and with a little force on her wrist, she easily pushed away the little radish head, which was sweating profusely and was so hungry for milk.
"No, no - are you going to fight the kill or give the enemy a head? If you miss one hit, you're going to be passive."
Jiang Pengji bullied the little friend badly, and the audience in the live broadcast room was distressed.
[Tia Tata]: Anchor, you have fallen—you can't bully Beijiang, you have to find three children to be unlucky.
[Mo Xingyou]: The anchor is not bullying, right? She used the sword in her left hand, but her feet never left the place.
[Akatris]: Hehe - not to mention only using the left-handed sword, even using one finger is considered bullying the little friend.
[Yamada Mia]: Don't worry about your distress, I think the appearance of three radish heads giving them away is very cute.
Jiang Pengji ignored the content of the barrage, and smiled and narrowed her eyes at the three children who were stooping and panting.
"You still refuse to admit defeat?"
"deny!"
She originally wanted to ask where Wei Ci was, but as soon as she left the government office, she saw three children practicing swordsmanship with wooden swords in the yard.
These three children are no strangers, they are Qi Guanrang's daughter, Fengzhen's son, and Sun Wen's grandson.
Although the three children were young, their swordsmanship skills were impressive. Jiang Pengji went off the field to give guidance when he had nothing to do.
Um-
One-sided massacre, with mental attack.
Qi Guanrang's niece was panting, stomping on the ground with the small wooden sword in her hand, bending down slightly, her face flushed red.
Sun Wen's grandson was so tired that tears burst out. Hearing Jiang Pengji's "provocation", he bit his lower lip and shook his head.
Feng Yi was the best performer. His face seemed weak, but he always maintained his demeanor, preferring to take a short breath rather than gasping for breath.
"When I'm young, everyone has a stubborn temper. How hard is it to shout when you're tired, what are you holding back?"
Jiang Pengji sighed with emotion, she put the wooden sword in her hand aside, and waved to the three little ones.
"Come here, I'll take you to the kitchen to find something delicious."
Jiang Pengji was the lord of the three little elders. They didn't dare to be disobedient, so they followed along obediently.
When several parents came to look for the children, they happened to see the owner openly directing the three disgraced children to barbecue.
Fengyi looked serious, and it was baked well.
Sun Lan was in a hurry, and an unknown sauce was on her face.
Qi Guan Jinghui was more leisurely, mainly responsible for moving firewood and making fires, and her snow-white face was ashen.
"Yo-you're all here, do you want to taste their craft?"
Jiang Pengji shook the nearly charred skewers in her hand. This was Sun Lan's finished product, and the taste was indescribable.
Sun Wen looked at his lord sitting on the ground without any image, and the nerves at the corner of his mouth couldn't help losing control.
The majesty of the lord is gone.
Seeing that everyone is coming, the three children are not saluting, nor are they not, they can only squeeze the skewers crampedly.
Sun Wen wanted to call his grandson to come over, lest he offend Jiang Pengji because of his ignorance and ignorance, but since he had just arrived, Qi Guanrang and Fengzhen around him had not spoken yet, so he couldn't say it first. The reactions of Feng Zhen and Qi Guanrang are also very distinctive, fully fitting their personalities.
Feng Zhen joined the ranks of "squeezing child labor" with a smile, took away the results of his son's baking, and made a few comments.
"It's too burnt, the sauce is uneven, and the taste is still heavy, so be careful next time."
Qi Guan Rang's face was solemn, his eyes drifted to his daughter, and he silently conveyed something.
Qi Guan Jinghui threw down the firewood, took out the handkerchief and wiped her hands, raised her head and pulled Qi Guanrang's sleeve.
"Daddy—"
"It's not like this is how to make a fire, you need skills."
Guan Qi kept the father and daughter silent, which always gave people an illusion—
They use brain waves to communicate!
Sun Wen: "..."
I always feel that I should do something to be different.
Barbecue can't be used for lunch, Jiang Pengji has already asked the kitchen to prepare a light lunch.
After sending the three little guys to take a nap, Jiang Pengji asked Fengzhen.
"Have you said when Zixiao will come back?"
Feng Zhen thought for a while and said, "He said he would be back in three or five days. Calculating the time, it would take a day or two to come back."
Sun Wen then remembered that he hadn't seen Wei Ci since he arrived in Chongzhou.
"Zixiao went out to run errands?"
Feng Zhen shook his head and said, "Zixiao said that a friend is coming, so he went out to visit friends."
Sun Wen's mind changed, and he subconsciously felt that something was wrong.
"Since his friend is coming, why does Zixiao have to go out for three or five days before returning?"
According to normal logic, if friends come from afar, shouldn't Wei Ci host a banquet at home
Feng Zhen glanced at his lord and said with a half-smile, "This is not clear."
Jiang Pengji didn't even ask this question, so they naturally couldn't interfere, so they could only wait for Wei Ci to come back and ask clearly.
Feng Zhen said uncertainly, "But... Zixiao said that this friend's name is Liuru Zhenren, who is said to be a member of the imperial edict?"
Six such as real people
Sun Wen felt that the name was very familiar.
Seeing his reaction, Feng Zhen asked, "Do you know about this person?"
Sun Wen remembered who Liu Ruzhen was.
"Liu Ru Zhenren is the former head of the Bao'an Temple of Zhongzhao and a royal enshrined. Zi Xiao actually knows such a master."
Zhongzhao takes Taoism as the state religion, and Liu Ruzhen is said to have royal blood, and he is the master of the largest Taoist temple in Zhongzhao.
According to Sun Wen's knowledge, Liu Ruzhen passed away his 60th birthday and left the position of the spectator, and lived in seclusion outside the world, ignoring the world.
This person is over sixty years old, how can he run to Chongzhou from Zhongzhao
Feng was really stunned.
"Liu Ru Zhenren has such a great history? How did Zi Xiao know him?"
Wei Ci didn't know Liuru Zhenren in this life, but he did in previous life.
Master Liaochen once said to Jiang Pengji that there are no more than five people in the world who can see Ziwei Emperor Qi at a glance.
Coincidentally, Liu Ruzhen is one of them.
Wei Ci was dressed in a blue Confucian shirt, a dark green cloak, a cloud scarf on his head, and a wooden clog on his feet, looking like a laid-back gentleman away from the world.
Opposite him sat a daoist with a childish face, dressed in a robe and holding a whisk.
The two were fighting fiercely on the chessboard.
"The real person has superb chess skills, and Ci Gan has the advantage."
Wei Ci is good at chess, but he is not Liu Ruzhen's opponent.
Not to mention now, even in his previous life, he often lost to each other.
Liu Ruzhen smiled lightly and bowed his head, as if the outcome of the battle was just a matter of time for him.
"If it weren't for the fact that the little friend had something on his mind and let the old man take advantage, I'm afraid this game won't be so easy to win."
Liu Ruzhen looked at Wei Ci with kind eyes.
He didn't know Wei Ci, but as soon as he saw the other's face, he knew that Wei Ci knew him.
Wei Ci sighed, "If the evildoer who steals the imperial qi of the country will not be eliminated for a day, it will be difficult for Ci's heart."