Zhang Ping gritted his teeth. Why did he have such a friend who cheated his teammates?
If the audience in the live streaming room saw this, they would probably be able to perfectly translate Zhang Ping's current state of mind.
# Every time I get cheated, I see my colleague pretending to be dead #
# Wei Ci, with your acting skills, it's such a waste not to work in the entertainment industry #
Zhang Ping looked at Wei Ci, who was pretending to be dead, and spoke in an unfriendly tone.
"Wei Zixiao! You're still pretending? If you don't explain yourself today, I'll stay here and not leave. "
When dealing with a guy like Wei Ci, one must not be thin-skinned. One must be more shameless than him.
He was thinking about how to get back at him when he saw Wei Ci lying motionless on the bed. His breathing was intermittent, and his chest rose and fell weakly.
Wait, this … Did Zixiao's illness really act up?
Realizing this, Zhang Ping's anger disappeared. He quickly went forward and pushed Wei Ci, using his fingers to check his breathing.
Upon checking, he was exhaling more than he was inhaling. Zhang Ping's heart sank.
"Zixiao!"
Zhang Ping immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Just as he was about to call for the doctor, the 'sickly' Wei Ci quietly turned his body sideways with his back facing Zhang Ping. He quietly pulled the brocade blanket covering his body towards his chin. How did he still look like he was about to die?
Zhang Ping was speechless.
The anger that had just subsided rose again.
This kid was becoming more and more capable. He actually pretended to be sick in front of him and made him worry for nothing.
"Wei Zixiao! If you don't give me an explanation today, you and I will break off our friendship and never see each other again! "
Pretending to be sick? How could such a thing be faked?
He did it on purpose this time. Who knew if it would be true next time?
If the next time his illness really acted up and others thought he was acting, was this kid trying to get himself killed?
Zhang Ping's tone was no longer calm. There was dignity in his anger. He was obviously serious.
Wei Ci smiled. He knew he could not continue to tease Zhang Ping. It was a small matter if the other party was angry. If he really broke off their friendship, it would be a big deal.
He sat up with difficulty. His face was pale as usual. His lips were an unhealthy greenish-white. He looked sickly.
"I'm indeed sincere." Wei Ci shamelessly admitted it. He asked, "Will Xiheng blame me for saying this?"
Zhang Ping calmed down a little. He had nothing to say in response to Wei Ci's question.
To be honest, Zhang Ping would definitely not blame Wei Ci.
"What's done can't be undone. What's the use of blaming you? Our Lord is not a kind person. Who can get off this ship smoothly? What's more, you already knew that she was a woman. After some consideration, you still chose to assist her … It can be seen that in your eyes, this lord is much better than ordinary feudal vassals. It's obvious that she's the wise ruler you've been searching for. I trust your eyes too … "
Zhang Ping and Wei Ci had known each other for many years. He was well aware of the latter's ambitions and aspirations. He was even more aware that Wei Ci's ideal ruler was too idealistic.
He thought that Wei Ci would delay his official career until he was thirty years old. He did not expect that this guy would rush to the north in a hurry after receiving news of the earthquake in Shangjing.
Out of worry for his friend, Zhang Ping escorted Wei Ci along the way. He was also puzzled along the way.
What kind of person could make Wei Ci disregard his health and life and drag Chen Ke's sick body to seek refuge with them?
When he saw Jiang Pengji, Zhang Ping did not feel much at first. It was only after several interactions that he realized that Wei Ci had found the right person.
The wise ruler that Wei Ci was looking for was not only an ambitious and ruthless person who could run amok in a chaotic world, but also someone who had a benevolent and loving heart.
Zhang Ping sighed. He lifted this matter up high and gently put it down, letting Wei Ci off the hook.
"If you had known about this a long time ago, you would have at least revealed some information to me. Then I wouldn't be in such a sorry state today."
Zhang Ping thought of his absent-minded state today and felt gloomy again.
"You didn't say anything because you were waiting for this day. You're happy to see others startled, aren't you? "
The feeling of knowing that no one else knew and only he could not feel too good.
"I've really wronged Ci. I wanted to say it in the past, but the time was not right. I could only delay it again and again."
Zhang Ping suddenly chuckled. If he believed one more word from Wei Ci, he would write his name backwards.
Wei Ci had been sick for the past few days. He was not well-informed about the outside world.
"Xiheng, you said that the lord's secret has been spread to everyone. What's the attitude of the others?"
Other than Feng Jin who was in the know, the others were kept in the dark.
Hearing such explosive news for the first time, he didn't know if they could accept it.
Zhang Ping thought about it and briefly described the reactions of the others. Most of them were surprised, and a few were frightened.
As for the chaos that Wei Ci was worried about, there had been no signs of it so far.
After listening, Wei Ci was relieved.
Zhang Ping comforted him. "Almost none of the people who serve the lord are pedantic. Huaiyu, who has the strictest rules, reacted very calmly today. It seems that the lord's gender cannot shake their loyalty. You don't have to worry about these people, but the people of Wanzhou … "
Jiang Pengji's subordinates were carefully selected. It was impossible for them to betray her just because she was a woman.
However, it was hard to say for the ordinary people. They were the group that was most easily fooled by public opinion. They could be used as weapons if they were not careful.
Wei Ci said, "After the lord left, all parts of Wanzhou were hurriedly selecting female soldiers to fill the women's camp. I even asked storytellers to write stories to promote the merits of the women's camp. After half a year, the people have already accepted it. When the lord becomes a woman, they will at most cherish it for a while … "
Zhang Ping listened and nodded repeatedly. The atmosphere in Wanzhou was indeed more open-minded than in other places.
"Speaking of this … When will you finish writing the story?"
Zhang Ping frowned and could not help but urge him to update.
Wei Ci's expression changed. His eyes drifted, and he said, "Isn't I still sick …"
He knew Jiang Pengji's plan and knew when she planned to restore her identity as a daughter.
In order to minimize the impact, Wei Ci had thought of many ways.
Expanding the scale of the women's camp and selecting female soldiers in Wanzhou was one of the solutions.
To be on the safe side, he also thought of another way — controlling public opinion with entertainment.
Speaking of which, he had learned this method from Her Majesty. Compiling a story in the marketplace and having storytellers tell stories in teahouses and taverns, using catchy, easy-to-understand books to attract ordinary people. Through this method, he could achieve the effect of controlling public opinion.
It was an era where entertainment was scarce. Only high-ranking officials and nobles had the right to enjoy singing and dancing activities. The entertainment life of the people was almost zero. Even activities such as performing on the streets had not become popular yet. Under such conditions, the power of Wei Ci's move was huge. It was comparable to a nuclear bomb. Every day, there were people who persevered in waiting, surrounding the teahouses and taverns so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through. They eagerly waited for the content of the story to be serialized.
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