Three Hundred and Twenty-Four: When I Was Young, My Clothes Were Thin (7)

Flower Festival, Hundred Flowers Birthday. WwΩW． LieWen. CC

The young girls wear bright clothes, with flower daubs painted on their eyebrows, walking lightly and swaying in lotus steps, worshiping the God of Flowers surrounded by maids.

In the words of the audience in the live broadcast room, this was a day full of dog abuse.

"Spring is coming, and everything is full of life. It's a day when young men and women talk to each other, and single dogs continue to burst into tears."

Jiang Pengji was sitting on a tree trunk, and there was an elegant gathering in the distance. Those young, beautiful and energetic girls, illuminated by the spring sunshine, seemed to have an indescribable beauty, which not only attracted Jiang Pengji's attention, but also attracted a crowd of people. The young Takako's gaze.

The big white grass below chewed the sprouting weeds on the ground, spit them out after chewing them, and then went to harm another piece of tender grass.

The corners of her lips curved, and she raised her foot and tapped Dabai's mane with her toes. The other party took two steps away in disgust.

Jiang Pengji smiled and talked to Dabai, "You are quite young. Do you want to find a companion for you? How many more cubs will you have?"

The big white eyes glanced and made a squeaking sound, as if he was mocking.

She couldn't understand the horse language, but the little angel in the live broadcast room seemed to have learned this foreign language and helped her translate.

[Ye Chouchang]: Dabai's voice - My stupid master, you haven't washed your feet in a few days.

[My territory is mine]: Wrong, Dabai clearly said that he is a single dog and still wants to laugh at me? Tricky people!

[Red Rabbit in Renzhong]: There is a market for little girls. Just now I noticed that a strange horse wanted to make secret glances at Dabai.

Jiang Pengji secretly rolled her eyes, as a living person like her, she still doesn't realize how attractive this horse is?

Lean on the tree trunk and take a nap with your eyes closed. Due to the terrain, the temperature in Langya is humid and warm. The pear flowers that only bloomed in March outside are now covered with branches. When the spring breeze blows, the petals will occasionally fall.

She leaned her head against the tree trunk and raised her legs.

One hand was on her knees, and the other hand was holding the wooden clogs that she had taken off. Her feet were only wearing white socks.

Most of the body is hidden in the pear bushes. If you don't look carefully, you won't find a person lying on the tree.

A cool breeze blew by,

The pear blossoms rustled down.

Faintly, a low sound of conversation floated into Jiang Pengji's ears.

"Wu Niang, you really can't think about it and revealed your thoughts to your father?"

The girl's voice was sweet, but it was too sweet and gave people a cloying feeling.

"Dad is an open-minded person. If I tell him, he will help me make up my mind." The voice of the girl called Wu Niang was filled with hesitation and frustration. "But Brother Ci has someone in his heart, and dad doesn't agree with it either. I’ll take advantage of the Flower Festival to look for someone I like again.”

The girl with a sweet voice pouted dissatisfiedly, "How could this be possible... Then do you know who that person likes in his heart?"

Wu Niang looked a little sad, "I don't know. I asked dad, but he refused to tell. He just said that when the time comes, he will naturally know."

The girl tilted her head, thought for a while, and said firmly, "That is definitely not a serious person."

Wu Niang didn't understand and exclaimed in confusion, "Why do you say it's not serious?"

"You don't understand. Mr. Wei Lang is now twenty-one years old. If he really has someone he likes in his heart, he will definitely not delay it like this. Unless the woman's status is not good, for example, she is... from a place like that. He I don’t have the nerve to marry him back. Don’t you know that all the matchmakers in Langya County are afraid to marry him, and he will be in trouble. If he delays, what will happen to the issue of heirs?”

After listening to this, Wu Niang took a long time to understand what the other party meant. She suddenly blushed and became a little angry.

"Brother Ci is not that kind of pedantic person. Even if he really likes a brothel girl, he will not be so concerned about face."

For the sake of his own face, how could Wei Ci do this by letting the person he loves continue to suffer?

Wuniang would not accept someone slandering Wei Ci like this.

"Then what he likes is a married woman." The girl Xian Wuniang said, blocking her words, "The entire official media in Langya County wanted to hide their noses from Wei Ci. No one told him about the marriage. No idea. Now that someone as beautiful as you has fallen in love with him, he should be happy to respond, so why would he refuse with the excuse that he has a sweetheart? "

Wu Niang was a little angry, "I'm not allowed to say that to him. How can a benevolent gentleman covet the wives and concubines in other people's backyards?"

The girl also pouted, and said fiercely, "You protect him like this, and people don't even look at you. You rush to get close to him, and they never give you a good look? What's so good about Wei Ci? He can control his wife and children. , Kefu Kemu, the disaster star that wiped out the nine tribes..."

"Ignorant opinion!" Wu Niang was so angry that her chest heaved violently, and her face became a little angry, "How is Brother Ci? Look at how he conducts himself, respects his teachers, is friendly to his classmates, and is forgiving to the younger generation. Just a single horoscope, what's the point? How can we judge him? There are so many people in the world who are born with the same horoscope as the emperor. Why is he the emperor and the others are just traffickers? "

"Humph, yes, yes, I am ignorant, and I am not as knowledgeable and talented as you, Miss Zhu Wu." The girl was also angered, as if she had guessed the pain point, and retorted, "You are so knowledgeable, sensible, and considerate, but you are also indifferent. A man who doesn’t want anyone is so nice!”

"You-" Wu Niang's eyes widened at these words, and her fingers were shaking with anger.

"No matter how bad Zixiao is, she cannot be belittled by a poor concubine who is living in embarrassment and is accused by her aunt as being used as a house filler for others."

The two girls quarreled louder and louder, seriously disturbing Jiang Pengji's sleep quality. She couldn't help but jump down from the pear tree and interrupt them.

The two looked over and saw a young man in bright clothes with a smile on his face. He only wore socks on his feet and held his clogs in his hands.

The girl was startled by her appearance and her face turned pale when she thought of what she had just said.

Wu Niang was still a little puzzled and asked, "A concubine?"

"Be more careful in the future. It's better to stay away from such a talkative and vicious beauty who likes to guess people's hearts with evil." Jiang Pengji took two steps forward and saw through the nature of the girl at a glance. She looked at her with a smile, "She belittled Zixiao, not because she really despised him, but just wanted to make plans for herself."

"Huh?" Wu Niang was stunned.

"The stepmother asked her to marry a man who was old enough to be her father as a concubine, but she didn't want to and wanted to find a good way out for herself. Zixiao was despised, but she was not of high status and was not valued at home. How could they be a good match? She probably thought so."

Jiang Pengji looked at the little girl with a pale face and trembling legs, and her words even touched the secrets in her heart.

"If I hear any rumors outside that damage the reputation of Zixiao and this young lady..."

Jiang Pengji's expression suddenly turned cold, "Guess who spread it?"

Wu Niang is a simple girl in the boudoir, but she has an open-minded father and broad-minded, but he is not bound by the harem.

How could she have thought of such a sinister and reputation-destroying little calculation?