If he led his people to surrender to the enemy, how would he feel?
Liyun was confused by the question and blurted out, "That's impossible."
His lord always liked to ask him hypothetical questions. Was he that unlucky?
If it really came to that, he'd rather die in battle than wag his tail and beg for mercy from the enemy.
Jiang Pengji laughed involuntarily and said gently, "I'm just saying hypothetically. If it's true, how would you feel?"
"Unwillingness, hatred, fear, but having no choice but to bear with it. Being subservient to the enemy and carefully trying to please them?"
Liyun lowered his head and pondered, making guesses in a daze.
Although he didn't have such experience, he could understand a little by simulating the situation.
Jiang Pengji asked again, "Hanmei is right, but think about it carefully. What was the reaction of the messenger and his followers?"
Liyun said in surprise, "Reaction? Wasn't that a normal reaction? "
"How was it normal?" Jiang Pengji's eyes turned cold. She sneered and said, "If he led his people to surrender to the enemy — and the enemy killed nearly 200,000 of his people — this hatred could be described as a blood feud. Even if he had to lower his head in order to survive, he wouldn't feel a sense of belonging and approval in his heart. But that person was different — his reaction and that of his followers were very interesting. "
Liyun wanted to scratch his ears and cheeks. He didn't see any difference at all.
Jiang Pengji said, "One of his followers was trembling with fear. On the way here, he was so distracted that he stepped into a rabbit pit and fell, so his trousers were dyed with a few strands of white fur. His boots, trousers, and sleeves all had traces of mud. Although it was a simple pat, it still left traces. After entering the main tent, that person kept his head lowered and his shoulders shrunk, but his hands were tightly clamped to the sides of his body. On one hand, he was afraid of my fierce reputation in the northern borderline. On the other hand, he hated and hated me, but he couldn't make a move … "
The follower's reaction was more normal and within a reasonable range.
This follower showed hatred, but the other followers were timid. The fear in their hearts was greater than the hatred.
"… On the other hand, the tribal messenger's reaction could be said to be interesting. Before meeting me, he ate roasted lamb, drank horse milk wine, and slept with beautiful women, so the smell on his body was a little strong. From this, it could be seen that the other party was in a rather relaxed mood. His attitude was very calm, and he did not have any of the emotions that Hami had mentioned. When he saw me, he seemed to be very respectful and fearful, but that kind of respect was too fake and perfunctory. "
No matter what, Jiang Pengji was someone who had climbed up from the bottom to the top. She was all too familiar with such perfunctory tactics.
Li Yun hesitated for a moment, then said hesitantly, "If it's just a perfunctory answer, it seems reasonable?"
Those who represented the tribe to surrender to Jiang Pengji must be the higher-ups of the tribe who had a higher status.
Even if he had no choice but to surrender to the enemy due to the situation, he still didn't approve of it in his heart. Therefore, "perfunctory" was still acceptable.
Jiang Pengji said, "However, when a fearful follower and a fearless messenger are placed together, it doesn't make sense."
Liyun suddenly thought of something and a strange feeling flashed in his heart.
"My Lord, you mean … they are pretending to surrender?"
If the people who came to surrender had nothing to fear, his lord would probably just beat them up and see what would happen on the battlefield.
Surrender my ass without any sincerity!
If the people who came to surrender were all trembling with fear, afraid that they would meet a new superior who would kill people like flies, this reaction was the most normal.
To be honest, his lord's reputation in the North borderline was so fierce that it could stop children from crying at night.
However, in reality, the leader of the messenger and his followers had completely different attitudes. The former ate meat, drank wine, and slept with women. How was it a humiliating surrender?
What did this mean?
It meant that there was something fishy going on.
No matter what it was, they couldn't let their guard down.
"In a place like the battlefield, pretending to surrender has been tried and tested many times. Why is it impossible?" Jiang Pengji's eyes carried a hint of coldness. She said, "But it's still too early to say this. First, send someone to secretly watch them. Once there's any abnormal movement, report back immediately. Don't alarm them."
Li Yun accepted the order and retreated. Wei Ci, who was at the side, didn't leave. Instead, he looked at her with a strange gaze.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Jiang Pengji walked forward and sat beside him. "Can you see anything after looking at me for so long?"
Wei Ci smiled. "Nothing, I just suddenly thought of something."
Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and chuckled. "What's so fascinating about it?"
"Ever since I met you, my lord, no one has been able to hide anything from you."
Whether it was a fake surrender or other deceptive means, in Wei Ci's memory, it seemed that no one could hide anything from her.
Was it because she was too vigilant, or had she never trusted anyone from the bottom of her heart?
He was so worried about gains and losses in his previous life. Other than having a sensitive and thoughtful personality, another important reason was that he didn't feel much trust from Her Majesty. That feeling was hard to describe, but he really felt that there was an insurmountable gap between him and Her Majesty.
If people in his previous life knew about this, they would definitely say that he was talking nonsense.
How could Her Majesty be suspicious?
If Her Majesty was suspicious, how could she tolerate Wei Ci?
When a meteorite fell from the sky, which person in power wouldn't have the intention to kill?
Her Majesty chose to go easy and did not pursue Wei Ci's family. Could this be called suspicious?
Wei Ci didn't agree with this statement.
Being suspicious was not the same as not trusting.
Her Majesty wasn't a suspicious person, but she really didn't trust anyone.
In the past, he would rather keep this to himself than say it out loud, but now he wanted to clarify things.
Jiang Pengji said narcissistically, "That's because I'm wise and powerful. Any deception is futile in my eyes."
Wei Ci asked in return, "My lord, do you really think so? In my opinion, I'm afraid that my lord doesn't trust anyone. "
"Zixiao, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Pengji said, "Even if I don't trust others, it's impossible for me to not trust Zixiao."
Wei Ci pursed his lips and said, "If that's the case, why did my lord even …"
Jiang Pengji's expression froze. "Even what?"
Wei Ci hesitated for a while and wrote a word on her palm with his finger. He lowered his voice and said, "You don't even trust this person …"
If even that person wasn't worthy of his lord's trust, Wei Ci didn't know who else in this world was qualified to do so.
"Zixiao, I'm very happy that you were able to get the answer," Jiang Pengji said. Jiang Pengji said, "I know where you come from. Based on your intelligence, you probably suspect my identity. Why don't I trust people? It's only because they aren't worthy of my trust. Do you understand? "
Because she knew the truth and saw through it, any obstacles were useless in front of her.
Wei Ci looked at Jiang Pengji with a complicated gaze. It was a little unfamiliar, but more of a bone-deep familiarity.
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