Not necessarily?
This was probably the funniest joke Yang Si had heard in a while. At this point, he still thought that Jiang Pengji was joking with him.
He went with the flow and teased, "If that's the case, my lord has to work harder."
Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and asked him, "What do you mean, work harder?"
"My lord is about to turn nine soon, and it's only two years before she turns twenty. In other people's families, even if they didn't get married, the marriage would have already been decided. On the other hand, the Lord was still alone. This was not acceptable. If I don't marry a wife, how can I have a daughter? "
If he didn't have a daughter, how could he pass the throne to his daughter?
Yang Si teased with a smile.
His words were not to encourage Jiang Pengji to work hard to fight for the throne. He was clearly teasing her, telling her to quickly get married and have children.
Jiang Pengji would be eighteen in two months. Eighteen was old enough to start a family and become a father in that era.
However, rich families were particular about many things. Most of them would delay it until after the coronation ceremony. The Liu residence should not be an exception.
In Yang Si's opinion, his lord was still a young and immature youth who had not come into contact with the matters between men and women. When he was of age, he would naturally think about it.
However …
According to Yang Si's script, after being teased like this, his lord should be blushing and her heart palpitating. She would be extremely embarrassed.
In fact …
Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and said calmly, "Well, there's no rush. Bearing children depends on the partner and the timing."
Yang Si was surprised.
From the looks of it, his lord wasn't an innocent young man who didn't understand human relations. He was clearly an experienced veteran.
He gossiped, "Depends on the partner and the timing? Could it be that my lord has taken a fancy to someone? "
Jiang Pengji's lips curled into a mysterious smile.
"Indeed."
Yang Si asked curiously, "Which family is she from? If their statuses were comparable, they could ask the Old Master to come forward and arrange the marriage for their lord. This was a major event in his life, so he couldn't afford to be careless. The faster the hand, the slower the hand, the faster the hand, the stronger the hand. That was the only logical thing to do. If his status was lower than the lord, he could send an iceman to the door and explain his intention to take a concubine. In short, it's best not to miss out on a young lady you like. "
Jiang Pengji laughed involuntarily.
She didn't know that apart from being gluttonous, Yang Si also had a tendency to gossip.
Amused, she rolled her eyes and said vaguely, "Status … Although my family is in decline, I have a clean background. My ancestors were once illustrious, so I can be considered a noble family. That person is quite talented, and her personality is quite cute … It's not fair to be a concubine. "
Yang Si frowned. A noble family … This was indeed a little difficult.
Better be a poor man's wife than a rich man's concubine.
The nobler the family, the more importance they placed on their status. She would rather choose her husband's wife who was of the same birth as her. Very few people were willing to be a concubine in order to climb up the social ladder … unless her husband's family was of a higher status. Obviously, Liu Xi had not reached that level yet.
"What does Lord like about her?" Yang Si asked. "Talent or appearance?"
Jiang Pengji smiled and squinted her eyes. "His genes."
Chicken … sound?
Yang Si couldn't wrap his head around it.
The curve was too big, and he almost flipped over.
"What is a rooster's voice?"
Jiang Pengji pinched her chin. How could she explain this? She couldn't.
"Genes. They're the most essential thing in life." Jiang Pengji thought about it and muttered, "But genes are only one aspect. His genes are indeed very attractive to me, but what interests me is his temperament and the secrets he hides … How do I describe that feeling … He's obviously full of loopholes, and it's no different from burying his head in the sand, but he still stubbornly wants to hide it. He looks so cute …"
Yang Si was dumbfounded.
He could understand every word that his lord said, but when they were put together, he couldn't understand them.
Jiang Pengji concluded.
"He's easy to bully. I like to bully him, but he's tolerant and doesn't do anything. What I like can only be mine. "
Yang Si was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
After a while, he broke out in laughter.
"Lord, if you really like the young lady, you can't do this. It's easy to scare her."
Previously, he thought that his lord was a skilled and knowledgeable veteran. Now that he saw it, he was clearly a domineering young man who didn't understand love.
Jiang Pengji asked him, "How should I pursue her?"
Yang Si thought about it and said, "If my lord really likes her, why don't you discuss it with the old master and ask him to come forward and propose marriage? Since she's from a noble family, she's probably well-educated. Although my lord's actions show that you like her, in the eyes of the young lady, it's clearly frivolous and flirting. Even if my lord is very good, after such actions, the young lady's impression of my lord will at most be one or two points. "
Jiang Pengji clicked her tongue, somewhat disapproving.
"He's quite open-minded by nature. He shouldn't misunderstand, right?"
"That's not necessarily true." Yang Si added, "Young girls are meticulous and tend to get into a dead end."
Jiang Pengji rested her chin on her hand and thought about it. She said, "Is that so … Listen, Jing Rong is quite experienced."
Yang Si sneered. He had eaten more than ten years of rice than Jiang Pengji. How could he not know?
"If my lord asks Zi Shi, he's more experienced. However, he's an unruly wastrel. I don't recommend adopting his suggestion. "
Yang Si conveniently smeared Feng Zhen's name. Who asked Feng Zhen to be so wastrel?
Jiang Pengji thought for a long time.
Finally, she said, "It's still early. Let's talk about it in another five or six years. I'm not in a hurry … I'm quite enjoying my current state …"
Yang Si did not suspect anything strange.
In his opinion, the young lady that his lord liked was estimated to be only eleven or twelve years old. In another five or six years, she would be of the right age to marry.
As a man, he should prioritize his family, country, and career. It was fine for his lord to get married a little later.
It was fine if he fell in love with someone else after a few years. A man would not have to worry about not having a wife!
Little did he know that under Jiang Pengji's deliberate guidance, the content of their conversation was completely different.
It was clearly a chicken talking to a duck, but they could still talk about the same thing.
"In that case, I'll wait for my lord's little princess to come to this world."
Yang Si smiled and teased.
Jiang Pengji said, "Deal! I just hope that you won't cry when the time comes. "
Before dawn broke, Jiang Pengji returned to her tent to take a nap.
When the golden light pierced through the thick clouds and shone on the earth, the sound of a horn sounded in the camp.
Not far away, the people of Fenghu County, who had been in fear all night, felt as if they had been electrocuted. They were so scared that their hair stood on end.
Jiang Pengji gathered the troops and arranged them in battle formation outside the city. The cold wind whistled and the banners fluttered.
One side's morale was high, while the other side was increasingly depressed.
When the war drums sounded, the archers responded with arrows to cover the scaling ladders. The soldiers hid under the scaling ladders and pushed the scaling ladders closer to the city walls.
Because of the urgency of the march and the limited supplies they could carry, they did not bring catapults to attack the city this time.
Relying on the cover of waves of arrows, corpses continued to fall from the city walls, and the scaling ladders were successfully placed on the city walls … When the leader of the Red Lotus Group heard the war drums outside the city, he hurriedly put on his armor and climbed up the city walls. An arrow that flew over almost pierced the bun on the top of his head.
"Why are they fighting now?"
The leader glared angrily. The enemies below the city walls were densely packed, one group after another. His scalp tingled when he saw them.
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