"My lord, even if we want to go to war with the Northern Borderline, it can't be now …"
Knowing what Jiang Pengji had given Wu Liba, Qiguan Rang almost broke his precious fan.
"Wenzheng, what are you afraid of? The Northern Borderline is the one who doesn't want war now. The initiative is with us, and it's not up to them to decide. If Wu Liba can't take it anymore, he can just turn around and leave. "
Feng Zhen didn't mind blowing things up. He grinned and gulped down a mouthful of sake.
His salary wasn't low. What kind of good wine couldn't he buy?
However, Feng Zhen liked to freeload a little from each house. Even if it was unadulterated wine, he enjoyed it.
Among all the houses, he liked his lord's wine the most. It tasted more mellow than ordinary liquors.
Qiguan Rang glared at Feng Zhen. He was right. It must be this wastrel who instigated his lord to cause trouble.
Feng Zhen received Qiguan Rang's gaze and secretly shrugged. He smiled, revealing his white teeth.
He had an expression that said, "What can you do to me?"
How could Qiguan Rang not know what kind of person his lord was?
His lord was a troublemaker. She couldn't settle down, so why would she need others to instigate her to cause trouble?
At most, he gave some suggestions. He could only be considered an accomplice.
Jiang Pengji also helped Feng Zhen. She said, "They've been bullied by the Northern Borderline. They're just taking the opportunity to get back at them. Even if I give them eight or ten, they'll still have to endure it, not to mention one. Wenzheng, do you think the wise man from the Northern Borderline can guess the meaning behind it? "
With his lord's support, Feng Zhen proudly puffed out his chest. Qiguan Rang was so angry that his molars were itching.
It was one thing to instigate his lord to stir up trouble, but this wastrel was being arrogant?
Qiguan Rang's expression was gloomy. The audience laughed and made up stories about the two of them. Jiang Pengji was overjoyed.
She secretly laughed until her stomach hurt. On the other side, Wu Liba couldn't laugh anymore.
"Oh? A gift from the governor of Liuzhou? " When Wu Liba heard the news, he changed his mind. He was sure that Jiang Pengji had admitted defeat. She was using a gift to express her kindness. Wu Liba didn't show it on his face, but he smiled in his heart. He said, "Quickly, present the gift."
The gift was placed in a delicately shaped wooden box. There were exquisite and beautiful patterns around the box. It looked like a work of art.
Seeing this, Wu Liba felt even more assured.
He personally opened the box, and as soon as he lifted it a little, he smelled the stench of blood and decay.
Wu Liba's expression changed. When he opened the lid and saw what was inside, his face turned ashen.
Inside the mirror box was a set of exquisite glass headgear and a transparent bowl. Inside the bowl was a piece of rotten meat covered in coagulated blood.
If it was a few years ago, such a set of glass headwear could be sold at the high price of hundreds of thousands of strings of coins in the Northern Borderline. Now, it was so widespread and cheap that one set was not enough. With Wu Liba's knowledge, the piece of meat in the transparent bowl was clearly a human tongue.
Wu Liba was praised as the Sage of the Northern Borderline. Naturally, there was nothing to criticize about his intelligence. In an instant, he understood the meaning of the brocade box.
Glass headwear?
Everyone in the Northern Borderline knew that Wu Liba's wife was the Young Mistress of the Northern Borderline Trading Company. She loved to chase after luxury goods.
A few years ago, when the Colored Glass of the Heavenly Palace appeared out of nowhere, Wu Liba's wife bought more than ten sets. This act was talked about by the rich ladies of the Northern Borderline. Everyone thought that the Colored Glass of the Heavenly Palace was really expensive, but they didn't know that it was a scam. The Northern Borderline Trading Company Alliance and the rich ladies of the Northern Borderline were cheated of more than 20 million strings of coins by Gu Xin. Among them, Wu Liba's wife's family was the leader of the trading company. Because of this, they were unable to recover.
Wu Liba lost the support of the Yue family, and his position in the Northern Borderline was greatly affected.
Even Wu Liba's political enemy, Harun Cha, often used this to mock him.
The dignified Sage of the Northern Borderline was schemed against by a businessman. Wouldn't he laugh his head off?
Therefore, the Colored Glass of the Heavenly Palace had always been an indescribable pain in Wu Liba's heart. He hated to see this deceitful thing.
As for the tongue …
If a person's tongue was cut off, they couldn't speak.
Wu Liba's visit to Dongqing was just to talk. Now, he was hinting to him not to talk. Wasn't this a slap in the face?
Of course, this was not the end.
"Liu Xi, I will return the humiliation you have suffered today double in the future," Wu Liba said with a serious expression. He waved his hand. "Take it out and throw it away!"
Wu Liba suppressed his anger. Just as he was about to calm the raging flames in his heart, he suddenly saw something else in the brocade box from the corner of his eye.
"Wait … come back …"
He used his fingers to pick up the piece of paper that was pressed under the tongue and carefully unfolded it. After reading it, his anger surged and his vision flickered.
"I think your Prince Erha is too noisy, so I specially sent it back — Liu Xi."
This tongue actually belonged to the Second Prince!!!
Wu Liba didn't have the time to care about the title "Prince Erha". He only wanted to know who the owner of this tongue was.
"Liu Xi … Liu Xi … How dare you humiliate us like this …"
Wu Liba was so angry that his blood pressure soared. His cheeks were flushed red, then suddenly turned purple.
Fortunately, Wu Liba's psychological endurance was strong. His vision flickered for a while and he actually recovered.
"Guards …"
Wu Liba panted heavily. His eyes were terrifyingly bloodshot.
"According to my orders, send someone to prepare a 'generous gift' and send it back to Magistrate Liu. This fulfills the Central Plains custom of 'courtesy demands reciprocity'!"
If it wasn't for the bigger picture, Wu Liba also wanted to use disgusting methods to disgust Jiang Pengji.
However, as Feng Zhen had said, the main battle power was in Jiang Pengji's hands. The Northern Borderline had to serve them well.
It wasn't that the Northern Borderline couldn't afford to fight, but the price of starting a war now was too high.
Jiang Pengji received the generous gift from Wu Liba. She smiled and squinted her eyes.
She liked it when her enemies couldn't do anything to her. In the end, they still had to flatter her, indulge her, and tolerate her.
Laosiji Lianmeng: "Sigh … The Northern Borderline is so unlucky. Why did they have to meet the streamer?"
Guicai Guofengxiao: "If this was in a novel, the streamer would definitely be the top villain boss?"
Piaopiaoyang: "That's really hopeless. How big does the halo of the main character have to be? How strong does the immortal body have to be to defeat the demon king?"
Yi Lan Yu Ge: "The halo … It has to be at least 100 million in diameter, right?
Poor Wu Liba. He doesn't have the halo of the main character, but he has taken on the task of defeating the demon king. He's definitely going to be tortured. "
"General Wu Liba, how have you been all these years since we parted ways in Shangjing?"
Jiang Pengji and Wu Liba had met once.
At that time, he was high-spirited and arrogant. He forced Jiang Pengji to swallow the resentment in her heart.
Now, the situation was reversed.
She, who was dressed in white, had become a vassal who ruled over a region. The domineering and arrogant Wu Liba had to respect her mood and carefully flatter her.
Indeed, the wheel of fortune had turned.
A trace of astonishment flashed in Wu Liba's eyes.
He was shocked by Jiang Pengji's familiarity and even more surprised by her kindness.
He had met Liu Xi before?
Wu Liba couldn't remember the trivial matter from that time.
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