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He lovingly stroked the neck of the white horse and imitated Jiang Pengji's previous actions to comfort the horse.
Speaking of which, the horse was quite pitiful. It was a Northern warhorse with pure white fur and no other colors. Liu She had spent a lot of effort to get it back. However, it followed a lousy master and became a horse to pull a carriage. It almost became a common horse.
Shangguan Wan sighed. "But I think Sister Jingxian and Brother Lanting are really a good match …"
It was wrong to enter the Path of Decay at such a young age.
The corner of Jiang Pengji's eye twitched. "You're playing dumb again. Brother Lanting died young. Sister Lanting is in front of you."
Shangguan Wan teased, "If I call you sister in front of others, would you dare to agree?"
At that moment, Jiang Pengji realized that the style of the bullet screen had changed again, and it was a meme she could not understand at all.
[Badao President]: "Hhhhh, wild monkey, do you dare to answer me if I call you?"
Lan Chui Yu Buzhe: "Hhhhh, wild monkey, do you dare to answer me when I call you?"
Cafeteria Dafan Auntie: "Hhhhh, stupid monkey, do you dare to answer me when I call you?"
The screen was full of ruffians. Jiang Pengji was stunned. How bored were the audience?
Other than duplication, what else can you do?
She crossed her arms in front of her chest and lifted her eyelids, looking like a scoundrel. "I really don't dare to agree …"
With the help of the horse's height, Shangguan Wan saw that the elegant gathering seemed to have changed its activity. "Are they going to play archery and pitch-pot?"
"They're just a bunch of useless chickens. What's there to look at? 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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Jiang Pengji rolled her eyes and did not hide her disdain.
Shangguan Wan nodded seriously. "That's true. Brother Lanting is the most heroic and extraordinary. Wan'er still wants to walk two laps … "
Seeing that she was going to lead the horse back, Shangguan Wan somewhat shamelessly hugged the horse's neck, looking like she was unwilling to get down.
"You've become a demon …" Jiang Pengji muttered. She had just had this thought.
Although the restrictions on women were not too strict now, and they could go shopping or participate in poetry gatherings if they were accompanied, some things could not be done as they pleased. Shangguan Wan was young, so there were more restrictions. Even if she wanted to ride a horse, she could only ride a pony.
Now that he was riding on the back of such a tall horse, he only felt that the surrounding air was fresh.
Humming a nursery rhyme, the light and cheerful tune made people feel relaxed and happy.
Jiang Pengji, on the other hand, had no idea that her appointed accountant had caused some trouble for her. He had embarrassed a few noble sons.
"Langjun, please take a look."
Xu Ke put down his brush. There was a piece of paper on the table. The handwriting on it was thin and powerful, but it was hard to hide its sharpness.
"You —"
Although he was an idiot, he still had some self-restraint. He couldn't do something as uncultured as insulting him. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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Feng Jin, who was watching the series of events, looked at Xu Ke, who had a humble face but a strong aura. He then looked at the figure who was strolling with a big horse in the distance, who was as small as an ant. He silently took a sip of tea … It was better for him to silently be an audience drinking tea.
How did things develop to such a state of mutual hostility?
It all started when Shangguan Wan pestered Jiang Pengji to walk the horse.
It was not convenient for Xu Ke and Taxue to follow her, so they stayed at the assembly.
It seemed that some of the guests had been informed of the true purpose of the assembly by their family elders, and they were waiting to watch a good show.
He thought that he would see the other party fuming with anger and embarrassment, but he didn't expect that she wouldn't care about others at all.
When they asked her to play poetry, she shamelessly admitted that she was not good at it. When they asked her for other activities, she just looked at them with a dispirited and bored expression. They did not want to continue pestering her, and naturally, they could not watch the good show that they had been waiting for.
With such an impenetrable and impenetrable face, they really couldn't do anything to the other party.
Then, when they looked away, she brought the daughter of the Shangguan family to walk the horse!
The monk could run, but the temple could not, not to mention that her manservant and servant girl were still there.
Langjun, who had been unintentionally choked by Jiang Pengji, mocked her in a low voice. His words were vague, but those who knew understood.
Xu Ke was not one of them, but he was smart. When he heard those words, he felt that it was not right.
Then, someone mocked Jiang Pengji for not knowing literature and had failed to live up to Liu She's reputation. How could a noble family produce an illiterate?
It would have been fine if that was all, but they felt that it was not enough, so they took it out on Xu Ke.
They could not humiliate the master, but it was the same to humiliate the servant.
Taxue was a servant girl. Although Jiang Pengji had called them idiots, they had always been good at pretending, so Taxue would not be implicated.
So … they were slapped in the face … That was how it happened …
They challenged Xu Ke to discuss poetry and poetry, but each time they competed, they were slapped in the face, and it hurt more than the last.
Feng Jin could not bear to look at it, so he turned his face away. He did not dare to look at the tragic scene.
Xu Ke was not born in a good family. It was difficult for an ordinary family to study. The cheapest book in the bookstore was half a year for an ordinary family. Studying was expensive, and it was not easy for Xu Ke to win if he did not use tricks … On the other hand, poetry was valuable because of its spirituality, which Xu Ke did not lack.
If it was an examination on strategy or holy words, he would probably be in trouble.
But the reality was that a group of mediocre idiots wanted to show off, but they happened to run into Xu Ke's strong point and were forced to be taught a lesson.
Feng Jin smiled. "As expected, it is not wise to attack the enemy's strong point with one's weak point."
Xu Ke glanced at him discreetly. He maintained a calm expression on his face, but in his heart, he felt a little guilty.
On the other side, Wuma Jun smiled and tried to smooth things over, but his bias was very obvious.
"Langjun, why bother with a lowly servant? It was just a coincidence."
Xu Ke's eyes darkened, and he quietly clenched his fists.
But he could not continue to be competitive in this situation. Otherwise, he would be humiliated and beaten to death, and no one would say anything.
So what if he was talented? His identity could crush people to death.
Seeing that Xu Ke was about to lose, Feng Jin smiled and suggested, "Governing a country and family is not something that can be solved with one or two poems. Langjun, why do you care so much? It's okay to lose by a foot and a half. It's just to kill time. Now that spring is just right, talking about poems is too boring. What do you guys think about horse racing and throwing pots? The fish are fat, and fishing by the river is also fun. "
Feng Jin gently said to Xu Ke, "Go down and ask Lanting if he is interested in playing."
Wuma Jun turned his head and looked at Feng Jin with an inexplicable expression.
"Wait …" Just when Feng Jin was about to relax, he heard his Langjun, who was dressed in pink, suggest with a smile, "This Langjun is right. It's just that … I guess you guys have played with ordinary throwing pots and shooting arrows too many times and are tired of it. Why don't we try something new? I heard that the people of the Northern Borderline are tough. They often make the slaves have something on their heads and use it as a target … "
Hearing this, Feng Jin suddenly clenched his fists in his sleeves and warned, "Oh?"
"It's just to kill time. Why don't we let him try?"
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