"This is the first time I've heard it from an outsider. Many of my father's students think that Brother Ci was born with bad luck. They see him as an ominous person and wish they could cover their noses with their sleeves, as if he was the plague. Although no one said anything on the surface, they have been distancing themselves from him behind his back. "
Wuniang was very dissatisfied with the injustice that Wei Ci had suffered. She also firmly believed in her own opinion of Wei Ci, but she was small and not many people would listen to what she said. Now that she met someone who shared the same ideals as her, she could not be happier.
"It's just the opinion of the ignorant." Jiang Pengji pouted and said, "Countless children were born on the same day and at the same time. Do they all have the same fate? Are the children born on the 22nd day of the eighth lunar month in the year of Kuiyou the reincarnation of Prime Minister Huangfu? It's just that his performance was too outstanding, so he was envied by others. Those people can't compare to him, so they can only use this stain to slander him. "
"That's right. Those people don't understand Brother Ci at all. They echo what others say and don't have their own brains. They follow the crowd all day long!"
Wuniang was in high spirits. She clenched her fists and nodded, looking extremely happy.
Seeing that, Jiang Pengji could not help but laugh.
The audience in the streaming room also expressed that the little girl was very cute. She felt completely different from the coquettish bitches outside.
Laosiji Lianmeng: "Hahaha, this little girl likes Beauty Wei Ci, right?"
Nooguan Inn: "The little girl is still young. How would she know whether she likes him or not? I feel that she is more like a girl chasing after a celebrity. Beauty Wei Ci is her idol, so she does not allow outsiders to maliciously slander her idol. She swears to defend his reputation. "
Remote Control You Dropped: "Please, in ancient times, there were many girls who got married at the age of 12 or 13. How is he young?"
Nongfu Shanquan Youdianxuan: "Tsk, girls who get married at the age of 12 or 13 are mostly from poor families. Slightly wealthier families will definitely keep their daughters for a few more years, at least until they reach the age of 15 before getting married. Master Yuanjing's daughter, how can her family be poor? "
Jiang Pengji also agreed with the audience in the streaming room. Wuniang did have romantic feelings for Wei Ci.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
She looked like a lecher!
Wuniang felt slightly uncomfortable under Jiang Pengji's gaze. She could not help but take a step back. There was an unnatural look on her face.
Jiang Pengji burst into laughter and exposed him. "You like Zixiao?"
Wuniang blushed and immediately gave up. "You stayed on the tree for so long just now. You heard everything that you shouldn't have heard. You asked the obvious. I just like Brother Ci. Father said that he's a good family. If he's my husband, he definitely won't suffer. "
Wuniang liked Wei Ci and even wanted to marry him. It was definitely not because of his looks. She was not that superficial.
Many of her female friends were engaged, but what about their husbands' families?
Thanks to her identity as Master Yuanjing's daughter, she would occasionally go to the academy to deliver food to her father and would always hear some gossip.
Men were not married yet, so there were plenty of times when they had conflicts with the maidservants by their side. They even had a concubine's child to embarrass his wife.
It was not impossible for him to spoil his concubine to the detriment of his wife.
Because of Master Yuanjing's open-mindedness, Wuniang naturally had to choose someone that suited her. Not only did she have to love her, but she also had to understand and take pity on her.
When Sanwu's son had a difficult birth, the servants wanted to throw him away so that he wouldn't bring bad luck if he died in the house.
She had no choice but to ask Wei Ci for help. When he heard it, he did not regard the lives of Sanwu and his son as worthless. Instead, he rolled up his sleeves and did not dislike the blood. He did not annoy Sanwu and made her scratch him when she was in pain. He actually delivered Sanwu's child with a serious expression.
Anyway, after this incident, Wuniang really liked Wei Ci.
Suitable room and suitable home?
The corner of Jiang Pengji's mouth twitched. It was the first time she had heard such an evaluation. The audience in the streaming room almost exploded. The screen was full of '666'.
Liangliang Wangsitu: "My language teacher died early. Can you explain to me what is suitable room and suitable home?"
Yinyuejia Zhuge Qinmo: "The heavenly peach, the dazzling beauty, the return of the son, suitable room and suitable home … Understand it yourself."
She felt like she had read a fake Book of Songs.
Jiang Pengji held back her laughter and said, "If you like it, just tell him directly. According to Zixiao's character, regardless of whether he accepts it or not, he won't spread the news and ruin your reputation. "
Wuniang said dejectedly, "But Brother Ci has someone else in his heart. He's a serious person. I don't want to compete with others."
"So?" Jiang Pengji asked.
"So, I hope he can be with his sweetheart as soon as possible. He's already 21 years old this year. If it drags on, it'll be really difficult for him. " Wuniang pouted. She felt a little sad and said awkwardly, "Anyway, I'm only 13 this year. There will definitely be other good candidates for my husband."
"That's true."
Jiang Pengji liked Wuniang's open-minded character very much.
Master Yuanjing was very good at raising his daughter.
The audience in the streaming room also expressed that they were attracted to Wuniang.
Didn't you see how many girls in the house adhered to the principle of "the person I like must like me and reciprocate my feelings. Otherwise, he would be a heartless man"? How many grudges and grievances had evolved from such unreasonable reasons?
It was precisely because of Wuniang's open-mindedness and cuteness that she was particularly special.
"Hey, after talking so much, I still don't know which student of my father's are you."
Jiang Pengji smiled gently and said, "My name is Liu Xi. If you don't mind, you can call me Lanting."
Wuniang widened her eyes in surprise. After a long time, she said slightly angrily, "Sure enough, rumors can't be completely trusted."
"What rumors?"
"Others say that Liu Xi is just a playboy who deviates from the orthodox path and attends meetings in his spare time. He's another example of a tiger father and a dog son." Wuniang tilted her head and secretly sized up Jiang Pengji. However, she was caught by Jiang Pengji's gaze. She could not help but blush and said shyly, "I don't dare to say anything else, but at least you see things more clearly than those people. If all playboys were like you, they wouldn't be playboys anymore. "
Jiang Pengji was just about to laugh when she caught a glimpse of a bullet screen. She almost froze.
Dashu Xiaobing: "Streamer, it's very dangerous. This girl wants to flirt with you."
"Young lady, you have a good eye for talent!" She naturally praised Wuniang and herself.
Wuniang was stunned for a moment. She immediately understood that the person was shamelessly praising herself. She immediately burst into laughter.
Jiang Pengji urged, "It's getting late. Let's go back quickly. We still have to worship the Goddess of Flowers."
"Okay."
Wuniang nodded. She found a direction with fewer people and trotted away.
Jiang Pengji stood on the spot with her arms crossed. After a while, she walked straight to the back of a pear tree.
"Aren't you moved at all when a young lady said that she likes you to your face?"
Behind the tree, Wei Ci felt that his heart was about to stop beating. He was so scared that he dodged backward. The back of his head hit the trunk of the tree.
"It seems that you really have someone in your heart. That's why you have the heart to reject the young lady's kind intentions?"
Wei Ci's expression was unprecedentedly serious. He pursed his thin lips tightly and looked at Jiang Pengji sharply.
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