Jiang Pengji rubbed her chin and said, "Are you trying to say … Yan Lin probably found out about our relationship? That I slept with my subordinate? "
Wei Ci said, "Most likely they won't think too well."
Jiang Pengji said, "What's wrong with that? I don't plan to sleep with him or Yang Tao, who he treats as his precious eyeball. "
Wei Ci was speechless.
His lord did not care about her reputation at all. Wei Ci, who valued his lord's reputation, was a little tired.
Jiang Pengji said, "You don't have to change it back. It's not like I can't be seen."
Since she did not care, it was useless for Wei Ci to persist. He was worried, but at the same time, he was secretly happy that he despised her.
After a few days, Yang Tao agreed to Jiang Pengji's request. Jiang Pengji also gave him enough trust to appease his old officials.
At the same time, Jiang Pengji also sent a large number of scouts to find out the situation under An Cui's rule. Only by knowing oneself and the enemy could one win a hundred battles.
Days passed. In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed. Jiang Pengji was ready to slack when Wei Ci was not paying attention. She heard salted fish cheering in the livestream as soon as she got up. She opened the bullet screen and saw that it was the day of the birth of the Lucky Emperor.
She glanced at it and was about to close it. She did not expect a gorgeous face to appear on the screen.
Even Jiang Pengji, who was very strict about appearance, had to admit that the face was indeed beautiful. Of course, the owner of the face was not the body of the salted fish who had transmigrated. The body of the salted fish was similar to that of a guard. His appearance was of a standard that could not be found in a crowd.
"It seems that there is no danger."
Jiang Pengji made a simple assessment of the situation and went out to slack. She did not expect that the group of people was coming for her.
"Sigh, it is indeed not a good identity to transmigrate …"
The Lucky Emperor felt pain all over his body. The straw sandals on the soles of his feet had long been worn out and there were many bloody blisters.
If not for the two goddess-like figures sitting under the shade of a tree not far away, he would not have been able to sit still.
To save his life, the Lucky Emperor chose the principle of talking less and doing more. He took off the straw sandals hanging on his shoulders and put them on while listening to the situation. Perhaps because there were too many Lucky Emperors, the crowd also wanted to compete. No matter what character he became, he couldn't be the unlucky one who was forced to end his transmigration before his time was up. Therefore, Lucky Emperor endured the pain in his feet and body.
After listening for a long time, he finally found out some information.
This group of 22 people were not people from Nansheng, Zhongzhao, or Dongqing. They were people from Xichang, who rarely appeared.
Xichang?
I don't have any impression of him.
What surprised Lucky Emperor and Salted Fish even more was that the two people sitting under the shade of the tree, dressed in simple clothes, were actually princes and princesses!
He didn't hear wrongly. She was from the royal family, a prince and a concubine!
Listening to their conversation, they seemed to be twin siblings from the same mother!
However, what were the princes and princesses of Xichang doing in Dongqing?
Luck King instantly came up with a conspiracy theory. Even though he had a big imagination, it was still not as big as reality.
The purpose of their visit was unexpected. They were sent by the Xichang royal family to make peace through marriage!
That's right, it's a marriage!
Luck King and the five million salted fish were all speechless. What kind of royal marriage was this?
Including the princes and princesses, there were only 22 people in the group. Apart from these two members of the royal family who were dressed rather cleanly, but the fabric had faded from starching, the rest were unkempt and dirty. Their clothes were tattered, and they were sallow and emaciated. Even if they were said to be refugees, some people would believe them.
"Could it be that they were robbed on the way to make peace through marriage?"
In Luck King's understanding, the royal family was the representation of wealth, power, and influence. Their reputation would never be shabby.
These two princes and princesses were in such a miserable state. They most likely met with misfortune along the way.
Little did they know that they were just that poor.
The group rested for a while before getting up again.
Luck King watched as a few "guards" forced and threatened them to borrow a few fishing boats from the nearby fishermen.
The 22 people squeezed onto the boat. Looking at the swaying boat and the rippling surface of the water, Luck King secretly hugged himself tightly.
Because this body was a guard, his hearing was good. He could vaguely hear the conversation between the royal siblings coming from the cabin. Apart from the useless business compliments, the rest of the content was more explosive. For example, the prince's marriage partner was actually their streamer!
The salted fishes were stunned. They all went to make fun of Jiang Pengji. The bullet screen completely filled her field of vision.
Jiang Pengji was half-lying by the river, fishing. The fish basket beside her was empty. Not to mention fish, there was not even a fish scale.
The salted fishes did not understand. Jiang Pengji had never caught any fish in so many years. Why did she not get tired of fishing?
Jiang Pengji closed her eyes and rested while fishing. The fishing rod was sandwiched between her head and shoulder. She supported the side of her head with her right hand, and the bamboo hat on her head covered most of her face. When she heard the commotion and looked at the bullet screen, she found that the screen was full of "scum" and "My heart aches for Zixiao" …
Jiang Pengji was speechless.
What happened?
She followed the bullet screen to look at the screen of Luck King's son's streaming room. She found that the bullet screen was also full of all kinds of comments.
Jiang Pengji rubbed her brows. She still did not understand what had happened.
After the salted fishes' "heated" explanation, Jiang Pengji then understood that a group of people claimed to be the royal family of Xichang and wanted to make a marriage alliance with her.
"What the hell is this?"
When it was close to sunset, Jiang Pengji carried the empty fish basket back. She did not expect to be caught red-handed by the people who were waiting for her.
"Cough, you're all here … Did something big happen?"
Feng Zhen and the others looked at each other. Finally, they chose Wei Ci to hand over the diplomatic letter.
Jiang Pengji took the old, second-hand bamboo scroll, opened it, and read it quickly.
Excluding all kinds of useless greetings and airs, the core meaning was that the Emperor of Xichang intended to bestow his son to Jiang Pengji as a concubine in order to maintain good relations between the two countries. At the same time, he hinted at how good his son was. He hoped that his future daughter-in-law would lend him troops to help him quell the war in Xichang. Then, Xichang and Dongqing would help each other and establish eternal diplomatic relations.
The other party also promised all kinds of benefits. As long as Jiang Pengji lent him troops and he conquered Xichang, all these benefits would be fulfilled.
Not to mention that Dongqing and Xichang were in the east and west, separated by Zhongzhao. How could they help each other? She could not understand the reason why they would bestow their son to Jiang Pengji as a concubine … It was said that the prince was the second son of the Empress …
"Liar?"
Jiang Pengji looked at it again and again and came to such a conclusion.
Wei Ci smiled bitterly and said, "If it's a liar, we dare not present it to you."
So it's true?
"It's not that I don't believe it. The problem is that this thing is very fake." Jiang Pengji revealed a trace of astonishment. "Which country's emperor would give away the legitimate son of the Empress in exchange for troops? Although Xichang is the weakest among the five countries, it shouldn't be in such dire straits. "
Wei Ci said, "Maybe you'll understand when you meet him personally."
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