"The snow will continue for another day or two." Feng Jin shook his head. "It's always like this in Shangjing. It snows earlier and earlier every year."
Jiang Pengji looked at the snow-covered roofs in the distance. She frowned as if she was worried about something.
On the day of the Qionglin Banquet, the snow did not stop. The entire Shangjing City was covered in a layer of white.
However, the cold outside could not stop the liveliness of the Qionglin Banquet.
They toasted each other, sang, and danced. The graceful dancers wore water-colored gauze and danced gracefully in the snow. They were like fairies from the Ninth Heaven who could ascend to immortality at any time. Jiang Pengji saw their bare feet. Their feet were red and blue from the ice. She suddenly lost the mood.
She felt uncomfortable watching it, but the other scholars were watching with great interest.
"This Master Yuanjing is so powerful. His students have taken two of the top three places. I heard that if Master Yuanjing's disciple Lu Zheng was not born in a poor family, he would be in the top three … If that's the case, it's scary. "
"I heard that Master Yuanjing has another disciple. Where is he?"
"Are you talking about Wei Zixiao? I heard that someone spoke rudely to him during the assessment. His temper flared up and he left after hitting the person … "
"That's a pity …"
"What's there to pity? He hit someone. He's so rude. He doesn't look like a scholar. He's just a boorish man. "
Jiang Pengji sat in her seat. She was surrounded by scholars of similar status. All of them were gossiping.
Some relied on their family's wealth to buy a position, while others relied on their parents to join in the fun.
Jiang Pengji belonged to the latter group.
She drank some sake in silence and left the Qionglin Banquet with the excuse that she could not hold her liquor.
Xu Ke drove the carriage and stopped outside. He saw Jiang Pengji walking over, wrapped in a thick white cloak. From afar, she looked like a moving white ball. He suppressed his laughter and hurriedly got off the carriage to put down the stool.
He was not a coachman. He just wanted to see where the Qionglin Banquet was held.
The commoners had the chance to enter. Xu Ke would never be able to enter if he did not have other opportunities.
Jiang Pengji knew what Xu Ke was thinking, so she did not stop him.
"The weather gets cold really fast. You should wear more clothes when you go out. I told you to wait in the carriage, yet you insist on sitting outside. Isn't this suffering? Here, this is for you to warm your hands, lest you say that I mistreat you behind my back … "
Xu Ke took the delicate hand warmer. It was small and exquisite and was wrapped in a thick layer of cloth. It did not burn his hand and felt like it was meant for a little girl.
"Langjun, you have wronged me. When did I complain about you behind your back? Even if there is, it would be a direct complaint. "
Xu Ke did not want to provoke Jiang Pengji's eyes.
No matter what he had in mind, he couldn't hide it. Rather than hiding it and being laughed at, he might as well come out openly.
"What a glib tongue." Jiang Pengji said with a smile.
Just as she was about to step onto the carriage, she caught a glimpse of Wei Ci, who was dressed in a green Confucian robe, standing in the wind and snow with an umbrella in his hand.
She stopped in her tracks and turned to Xu Ke. "Take the hand warmer and hide in the carriage. I have something to do."
After Xu Ke heard this, he was surprised. He could not help but shift his gaze towards Wei Ci.
As someone who was obsessed with invisible voices, it was hard for him not to remember anyone with a special voice.
Not to mention, other than his moving voice, Wei Ci could also be considered a person with a clear demeanor and handsome bones.
Jiang Pengji walked forward and teased, "Zixiao, are you waiting for me here?"
Wei Ci did not overreact like before. Instead, he said calmly, "I'm just waiting here like your accountant. As for who I'm waiting for, it depends on who I'm waiting for. If you think I'm waiting for you, it's okay to think so. "
Was he mocking her for being narcissistic?
Jiang Pengji's expression darkened. She looked at Wei Ci with an inquisitive gaze.
Wei Ci did not avoid her gaze. He looked down and slightly lowered his head to look into her eyes. His eyes were open, not empty like before.
As he spoke, he tilted the umbrella in his hand slightly and covered the top of Jiang Pengji's head.
"The wind and snow are strong. You should go back quickly."
"Did you write the article yourself?"
Jiang Pengji asked Wei Ci with a serious face. She was not being polite.
Wei Ci smiled calmly and asked her in reply, "Do you think your father leaked the article so that I can find someone to write it for me?"
Jiang Pengji was silent. It was not because she suspected that Wei Ci would find someone to write for him, but she felt that Wei Ci's thinking was too different from the literati of the time. If everyone in the world went to study, who would do the farming? If there were more people studying, there would be more people sharing the cake. How would the aristocrats, who monopolized the inheritance of knowledge, be willing to do that? Wei Ci was also born in an aristocratic family.
Even if the Wei family of Langya had withered, their ancestors were once prominent.
The aristocrats had a sense of pride in their bones. They boasted that their bloodline was superior to others and that they were born to be superior to others.
Either Wei Ci really had such a broad vision, or he was just a naive youth who didn't know much about the world.
No matter how Jiang Pengji looked at him, Wei Ci did not seem to be the latter.
"You have a glib tongue." She said with a fake smile, "It seems that you already know how to maintain your composure in front of me."
Wei Ci's voice sounded a little relieved. "Once bitten, twice shy. Although I dare not be on par with Youmo and the others, I am not a fool without talent. Naturally, I will not fall in the same place twice. If you still want to test me, I am afraid you will be disappointed. "
Jiang Pengji turned her head to look at him and said with a drawn-out "Oh."
"You should be glad that there are many people and carriages here."
Wei Ci raised his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
"Zixiao is talented and his clothes match the vast snowy scenery. If there is no one around …"
Jiang Pengji did not finish her sentence. Instead, she raised her eyebrows at him and gave him a very ambiguous and flirtatious hint.
Wei Ci suddenly tightened his grip on the umbrella handle and straightened his expression.
Go eat the snow!
Jiang Pengji laughed so hard that even her shoulders were shaking. Wei Ci's reaction was really interesting.
He was like an arrogant cat.
Unintentionally, Jiang Pengji looked at the vast snowy landscape and suddenly said this.
"After the Qionglin Banquet, my father is going to resign."
Wei Ci's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. "Your father has just become an official. Why is he going to resign?"
"Take a guess?"
Wei Ci looked at the short man who was not even as tall as his chest and said in a low voice, "If you don't intervene, your father may be able to retire and have some peace. Now that the situation in Dongqing is getting more and more serious, the day Nansheng is destroyed will be the day the world will be in chaos. Retiring is a good way to avoid the chaos. But if Langjun intervenes, I'm afraid that this memorial will be a move to advance by retreating … "
"Retreat to advance? That's a good word. Then take a guess, which step am I advancing to? "
Wei Ci closed his eyes. If everything had not changed, the person in front of him would not be so ambitious. At most, she would lead a bunch of bandits to stir up trouble in Dongqing. But now, Wei Ci could feel that she wanted to be the emperor many years earlier than she was in the past.
If that was the case … He closed his eyes and thought for a while, then he said two words with certainty.
"Chongzhou."
Fortune was found in danger. Whether it was her in the past or now, Wei Ci did not expect her to be steady and sure.
"You really know me well."
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