Jiang Pengji mentioned this to everyone. Interesting things should be shared with everyone.
Feng Zhen glanced at the expressionless Wei Ci and smiled at the people of Xichang.
He said, "Perhaps, that's what they think. Xichang is not like Dongqing. Their understanding of the lord is limited to a few words. They may not have a deeper understanding. That Xichang prince is a legitimate son, how can he not have some ambition and strategy? How can it be compared to winning over the lord and slowly making her focus on love so that he can take the opportunity to make her a mere figurehead? "
Wei Ci laughed coldly. "Shameless."
"Zixiao, you don't believe me?" Feng Zhen argued. "Zixiao is well-read and well-versed in the past and present. Haven't you seen the examples in the history books of those who relied on pleasing the Yue family to accumulate power? Once they soared, they kicked away their wives? When the later generations mention them, they only praise the man for having good luck, forbearance, and courage. They never mention that he stepped on the Yue family and made them a mere figurehead. How can this be considered 'shameless'? "
Feng Zhen saw it clearly. Or rather, as a man, he knew the ambitions and thoughts of men best.
"Everyone says that the merits and demerits are judged by the later generations. But the person who wrote this history was the historian of the current era. The basis of the later generations' judgment is also based on the content written by the historian. Is there any lack of writing style? If the historian is given a pen, black can be written as white, white can be written as black. " Seeing Wei Ci's gloomy face, Feng Zhen added with a smile, "If that Xichang prince is ambitious, he first flatters the lord to weaken her guard, then attacks her heart with love and luckily gives birth to a child. Who else can the lord's great family business be passed on to?"
Wei Ci said, "He has no self-awareness."
Feng Zhen laughed. "No matter how self-aware he is, before he hits a wall, his thoughts are always optimistic."
Jiang Pengji nibbled on melon seeds and watched Feng Zhen rebuke Wei Ci. She couldn't help but speak up.
"Enough. With just a few words, you make me seem like a muddle-headed lord who is obsessed with beauty. Am I that kind of person? In terms of scheming, a young lad dares to show off in front of an expert? Regardless of whether the Xichang Prince was ambitious or not, one would know once they saw him. It's best if he has no ambition, but if he does, he needs to be taught a lesson. "Jiang Pengji snorted coldly and ate a few more melon seeds.
Feng Zhen glanced at his master resentfully.
Even if she was protective of her child, she should not be this protective. He had only said a few words and had not bullied Wei Ci much, but she could not wait to jump out.
Feng Zhen cursed in his heart, but on the surface, he respectfully bowed and said, "My lord is wise and mighty. Naturally, he would not be blinded by mere beauty."
Jiang Pengji asked, "Then what are you worried about?"
"That prince of Xichang, although he looks young and immature, he already has the potential to be a celestial being. I'm afraid that if my lord sees him in person, then …" Feng Zhen was a playboy, but he rarely ran to Jiang Pengji to court death. Even if he did, his desire to live would allow him to turn the situation around. For example, this time, he changed his tone midway and stiffly bowed to the end. He righteously and sternly said, "I acted on my own accord, my lord, please punish me."
Jiang Pengji put on a fake smile.
Feng Zhen had said everything he needed to say, and his intentions were for her own good. If Jiang Pengji pursued the matter, she would be making a fuss out of nothing.
"That's enough. What kind of celestial potential can a 16 or 17-year-old boy have? Everyone is a Taoist and has seen many things, but now it seems that his skills are still shallow. How can a little kid stir up turbulent waves? There's an old saying that looks good are all the same, but interesting souls are one in a million. What's the use of having a face? I'd rather put it at home as a vase. "
Of course, Jiang Pengji had seen the prince of Xichang. The salted fish even nitpicked at the boy and criticized him, saying that his nose was short, fat, and that his ability was not good … Jiang Pengji just watched them fool around. She did not expect Feng Zhen to interfere.
Feng Zhen carefully pondered Jiang Pengji's words and deeply felt that his lord had a sharp tongue.
Opposite her, Wei Ci lowered his head slightly, but the corners of his mouth seemed to be curving upwards.
Feng Zhen: "…"
He could not afford to offend her. As expected, the man of the demon king had a backer.
Feng Zhen could not help but say mischievously, "Your subject's skills are still shallow. I am ashamed to display my slight skill in front of my lord."
Jiang Pengji choked on his words. She wanted to beat Feng Zhen to death.
Wasn't he sarcastically mocking Jiang Pengji for having seen many things and having profound skills?
"There are thousands of beauties in the world. There's no need to read them all. It's enough to see the most beautiful colors. Zi Shi doesn't understand. It's better to value quality than quantity. "
Feng Zhen: "…"
As a strategist, he had lost to his lord in verbal sparring. It seemed that he was not skilled enough in his work.
Jiang Pengji said to the crowd, "You guys stay and take a look too. See what kind of heavenly beauty has caught Zi Shi's eye."
Feng Zhen: "…"
My Lord, are you done yet?
Didn't you just offend your precious darling? Are you holding a grudge?
Yang Si was gloating at the side. Feng Zhen did not hear him snicker.
After waiting for a while, when Jiang Pengji's tea had cooled a few times, the two pampered descendants of the royal family finally arrived in a hurry.
Feng Zhen had no problem with his aesthetics. Whether it was the Xichang prince or the Xichang emperor's concubine, their looks were both top-notch.
Even though they had been living in dire straits for the past few years, the education they had received from the royal family had been engraved into their bones.
After washing up, she changed into brocade clothes and dressed herself up. Her originally bare face was now perfect.
Indeed, clothes make the man.
The beauty of Jiang Pengji's body was needless to say. She had a unique temperament. Even though she did not have the usual gentleness and weakness of a normal woman, she had a different kind of beauty. Her good looks and the aura of someone in a superior position caught the attention of the Xichang Prince at a glance.
He had thought that Jiang Pengji was a woman with vulgar speech and unsightly looks. After all, she often hung out with the military warriors and went to war all year round. She must not have taken good care of her looks. She might have been born rough and ugly. That's why she became an old leftover woman.
Now that he looked at her, other than her slightly heroic appearance, he could not find anything wrong with her.
The Xichang prince slightly suppressed the humiliation of being given as a concubine by his father as an object.
The siblings bowed to Jiang Pengji. It was very pleasing to the eye.
As someone who valued appearances, Jiang Pengji was unusually displeased.
Even though her reputation to the outside world was bad, she did not have the two traits of being good, lustful, or being open to both men and women, right?
"Dongqing and Xichang are separated by thousands of mountains. Why have the two royal descendants come all the way here?"
Qiguan Rang, Feng Zhen, and Yang Si were three petty people. Jiang Pengji was not an open-minded person. She was especially petty and vengeful when it came to certain matters. Because of their ambitions, Feng Zhen's interruption, and Wei Ci's reaction, she did not have a good impression of the siblings.
She had clearly seen the letter written by the Xichang emperor, but she pretended not to know and allowed the two to say it in public.
A dignified prince of a country was sent to be a concubine. He had to serve others with his looks. Which man with a strong sense of pride could stand it?
As expected, the expression on the Xichang prince's face changed on the spot. He suppressed his rapidly fluctuating emotions and thought for a while. He deliberated over his answer and tried to quote from the classics to draw on the friendship between Xichang and Dongqing. He expressed his purpose of coming in a very subtle manner and saved some face.
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