He calmed himself down and asked calmly, "From what I can see, don't you know me very well?"
Jiang Pengji smiled and did not continue to interrogate Wei Ci.
Boiling a frog in warm water had to be done slowly.
What if a pot of boiling water was poured down and scared people away?
She looked like she was looking at the sky, but she was actually paying attention to the paper umbrella in Wei Ci's hand.
Even though he threw a tantrum and moved the umbrella away, he quietly moved it back and let the snow pile up on his shoulders.
Jiang Pengji raised her hand and took off the cloak, indicating for Wei Ci to put it on.
"I'll have to trouble you to take care of me when I study in Langye."
Wei Ci glanced at the thick white fur cloak and said calmly, "You and I can be considered to be acquaintances. Master also admires your talent. I think you won't face any difficulties in the Academy. Why do you need to 'bribe' me?"
"I'm not afraid of the cold or heat, so it doesn't matter how much I wear. But Zixiao is weak, and we're still standing in the snow waiting for someone. It's better to be careful." Jiang Pengji threw the cloak into his arms. He could wear it if he wanted.
After that, Jiang Pengji turned and walked to her carriage. She stepped on the bench and said, "To the Feng residence."
Just as she raised her hand to lift the curtain, Xu Ke, who had been watching them, handed the hand stove back to her.
The driver of the carriage, who was wearing a bamboo hat, pulled the reins and drove away. He happened to pass by Wei Ci.
"You gave the cloak to Wei Langjun. Taxue will talk about you when you go back."
Xu Ke knelt near the door of the carriage and put his hands into warm gloves. The thick layer of rabbit fur was very comfortable.
Jiang Pengji held the hand stove and added charcoal in it. The temperature was higher than before.
"Your Langjun is strong and healthy. He can kill two cows with his bare hands. Will he get sick without a cloak?" Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows. "He's just a weak scholar. He doesn't wear much, but he's standing outside like a log. Isn't he afraid of catching a cold?"
Xu Ke was suddenly speechless.
Indeed, his Langjun looked young and weak, but in fact, his fighting ability was off the charts. His appearance was too deceiving.
"I heard from Huaiyu that Zixiao's family has moved to Zhongzhao and returned to the clan. He stayed in Langye alone. Who knows how many maids and old women took care of him. The weather changes so fast. I guess he didn't prepare many clothes to keep warm. "
Jiang Pengji was a meticulous person, but she rarely took the initiative to care about others. In other words, in her opinion, there was no need to care at all.
Everyone had two hands and two feet. If they couldn't even take care of themselves, wouldn't they be?
That wouldn't work in the ancient times.
After Xu Ke heard this, he couldn't help but sigh. His Langjun seemed to have become more humane.
The Jasper Forest Banquet seemed to be a celebratory banquet held for a few scholars who had stood out from the crowd, but in reality, it was merely a place for people to sing praises and flatter. Many of the courtiers exerted all their skills, fawning and servile appearances, which made people secretly feel angry.
The Qionglin Banquet seemed to be a celebration for a few outstanding scholars, but in fact, it was just a place for people to sing praises and flatter. Many officials tried their best to flatter and flatter, which made people angry.
Han Yu was a hot-tempered person. He didn't have the slightest intention of restraining himself in front of his close friends. "Looking at it now, it seems that it was the right decision to beat them up and leave that day as a filial piety. You are so servile and have no backbone at all. It's just …"
Cheng Jing stared at Han Yu and stopped him from continuing. "Be careful with your words. Have you forgotten?"
"Be careful with your words and actions. Have you forgotten these four words?" Cheng Jing said in a low voice. "If you get yourself killed because of this …"
Compared to Han Yu and Cheng Jing's nervousness, Lu Zheng secretly stuck out his belly and resisted the urge to eat.
There was a lot of delicious food at the Qionglin Banquet. Lu Zheng was born in a poor family. He was the son of a hunter and liked to roll in the mud since he was a child. If Master Yuanjing hadn't said that he was destined to meet him and brought him back to the academy to teach him, he wouldn't be qualified to stand at the Qionglin Banquet …
It was a rare opportunity. It would be a waste if he didn't eat.
He was not Han Yu or Cheng Jing. He didn't eat much, but he was angry.
"The walls have ears. You should pay attention. Wenbin, this is not a good place to complain. "
Lu Zheng paced slowly with his belly full. He looked very relaxed, but he was so full that he couldn't walk.
Han Yu took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress his anger.
From afar, the few of them saw Wei Ci hugging a white velvet cloak in his arms. He stood rooted to the ground in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
Lu Zheng was thick-skinned enough. He stepped forward with a smile and pretended to reach out to take the cloak from Wei Ci's arms. He even said, "Zixiao is indeed the most considerate. He knows that I'm not wearing much today, so he specially brought the cloak here. I thank him in advance …"
Before his hand touched the cloak, Wei Ci took a step back and said bluntly, "It's not for you."
Lu Zheng wasn't angry. Instead, he sneakily looked at the tie on the collar of the cloak.
The end of the tie was decorated with two delicate furballs, which didn't match Wei Ci's style. Not only that, but the size of the cloak was also inappropriate.
"Then who is it for?" Lu Zheng asked.
Wei Ci ignored him. He glanced at Han Yu and Cheng Jing's expression and sighed.
"You don't look happy. Were you bullied at the banquet?"
Han Yu didn't pay attention to the cloak. His attention was drawn back to the Qionglin Banquet. The anger that he had suppressed just now came out again.
"The so-called important officials in the court are all servile and flattering. They don't have any dignity. The court will be finished sooner or later if this continues."
Wei Ci glanced around and felt relieved when he didn't see anyone.
"They are just servile to the bone. Why are you angry with them?" Wei Ci smiled carelessly, "I heard that before the Qionglin Banquet, the head of the secretariat, Feng Ren, resigned and returned to his hometown. Not only did the government not ask him to stay, but they promoted a confidant … Isn't that clear enough for you to see? You want a docile and obedient domestic cat, not a wild cat that is hard to tame and arrogant. "
Han Yu almost exploded. Who are you calling a wild cat?
Wei Ci continued, "It's just the Qionglin Banquet. You can't control your temper. What will you do in the future?"
"What do you mean?" Han Yu asked.
"Nowadays, the eunuchs secretly sell their titles. The price of each official position is clearly marked and they give it to anyone who has money. Do you think that it's only the eunuchs who are greedy? The greedy ones are the big ones … "Wei Ci and the others got into the carriage. The charcoal in the carriage dispelled the cold air. He pointed to the sky," Wenbin is ranked third in the assessment. When the time comes, he will only get a small official position. It's not even as high as the official positions that those scoundrels buy with money. You will be so angry that one Buddha is born and two Buddhas will go to heaven. "
Han Yu almost choked on his words.
"Wei Zixiao, you are too mean."
Wei Ci was not afraid and continued, "I have something more mean. Do you want to hear it?"
Lu Zheng secretly held back his laughter. Cheng Jing shook his head helplessly and fiddled with the silver wire charcoal in the charcoal basin.
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