Seven Hundred and Four: Fairy Jump (4)

If he can make Zhe County look like the scene in the painting, the streets are tidy, the people are clean, their faces are healthy, and the governance looks like a scene of prosperity... At that time, his cousin Xu Fei will not be able to compete with him, Even if grandpa likes his cousin more, the Xu family will be in Xu Pei's pocket. After all, as the patriarch of the family, it is impossible for grandpa to disobey the opinions of the elders.

However, how to apply the method of making blue bricks?

Xu Pei was thinking about it, the banquet was coming to an end, and Jiang Pengji also recognized everyone under Xu Pei's tent.

While drinking, Xu Pei suddenly remembered the purpose of having Jiang Pengji's banquet today.

A tentative sentence, "...Your brother may be interested in the position of leader. If you are interested, I will definitely support you."

Jiang Pengji shook her head, her eyes were no longer clear, and she was hazy with drunkenness.

"To be honest, my younger brother has sent troops to fight against the rebels several times. I have already been short of money and have no money to spend. The soldiers under my command are exhausted and almost hurt my vitality. In order to give the people time to cultivate their health and rest, and also to avoid the notoriety of being a warlord, My little brother plans to take a rest for a year or two...now the alliance, to put it bluntly, my little brother just came here to join in the fun, to take a formality, so as not to be criticized..."

Xu Pei glanced at Jiang Pengji, and saw that her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were dazzled by alcohol, and she looked drunk.

When she was speaking, the counselor behind her looked pale, as if he wanted to stop him but didn't dare to stop him.

This is... drunk?

Xu Pei smiled, if he wasn't completely drunk, how could he tell such important news.

Yang Si, who cooperated with Jiang Pengji in acting, pouted secretly.

He got up and made a bow and made an assist.

"My lord is drunk and delirious. If there is any inappropriate speech or behavior, I ask Governor Xu to be considerate..."

Xu Pei responded generously, and Yang Si wanted to help his master back.

Unexpectedly, being stopped by Xu Pei, Yang Si's expression darkened immediately.

Such a rare opportunity, why would Xu Pei let him go?

This kid Xu Pei is good at plagiarism, but how could Jiang Pengji, who has better acting skills, be fooled?

She only said what she wanted to say, nothing else.

Rao is so,

True or false, after a set of combined punches, Xu Pei's heart was already full of joy.

Under his deceit, Jiang Pengji actually agreed to sell him the method of making green bricks.

However, the relationship between the two forces was unavoidably stiff, so he accepted it as soon as it was good, and he didn't take advantage of Jiang Pengji's drunkenness to lower the price.

In the end, he also gave Jiang Pengji the lead dancer, intending to use a beauty to appease the emotions of the "good brother", lest she regret it after waking up.

"Now it's getting darker and the dew is heavy, and it's snowing too much outside, why don't you let my younger brother stay in the camp first, and leave tomorrow when the drunkenness subsides."

What else could Yang Si say, but he could only be aggrieved.

The weak and boneless dancer in red clothes and Yang Si helped Jiang Pengji from left to right, and sent her to another tent.

The residence that Xu Pei arranged for Yang Si was nearby, and the two camps were not far apart.

The red-clothed dancer lowered her head slightly, revealing her slender and fair neck, her eyebrows lowered.

"Sir, please let the concubine serve the Lord."

Under the lights, the face of the beauty in red is even more interesting. Rao is a single dog like Yang Si, and she was stunned for a moment when she saw it.

If the lord's gender is normal, Yang Si will definitely leave...but...

He froze in place, the dancer in red timidly stared at her toes, and the two confronted each other subtly.

At this time, Yang Si turned his peripheral vision to Jiang Pengji.

My master was lying limp on his side on the bed, his eyes closed, and he raised his fingers by his side, signaling him to get out.

Yang Si: "..."

On an occasion like today, Fengzhen, the prodigal son, should come over, he will stop playing tricks!

Yang Si resisted the desire to spit,,/look, coughed twice, and said to the dancer, "Serve the lord well."

He was surprised, could it be that the lord wants to take this opportunity to reveal his identity?

Or, as a woman, my lord doesn't like men, so she's a woman?

Think carefully!

He left quickly, and the dancer in red clothes sent him out of the tent, and then returned to the inner room behind the screen with the lamp.

"Mr. Lang?"

The red-clothed dancer gave a soft cry, but Jiang Pengji didn't move.

The audience in the live broadcast shouted 666. Could it be that there will be a limited-level female-female fight?

[If God doesn't come, I'll go]: No, no, no, is it that the anchor is going to give us benefits?

[The goddess is under my crotch]: Isn't it, female lily? Disgusting and sick, it's better to watch men have sex.

[Hacker Mosquito Incense]: Upstairs, you are even more disgusting. To put it bluntly, you can’t see any traces of lilies after drying them. You have to wipe shit even if you’re doing it. Who’s more disgusting? Emotions are fair, regardless of gender. This is the host's live broadcast room, and unqualified spicy chickens like you are not welcome.

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Stop upstairs, don't start a fight. The anchor has always attached great importance to personal privacy. Which live broadcast does not start the live broadcast only when he is fully dressed? Do you think she will broadcast live to show you how she fights a shemale? Think too much! Judging from my years of experience following the live broadcast room, the anchor must be planning some big move, or... there is something wrong with this red-dressed dancer...

Old viewers are old viewers after all. As a rational fan of the live broadcast room, it is naturally not so easy to be led into rhythm.

"Mr. Lang?"

While speaking, the dancer in red clothes took another step closer, raised her hand and pushed Jiang Pengji.

"Sure enough, I'm drunk."

The tone of the voice suddenly turned cold, and the originally charming smoky makeup had a dark color.

At this time, the audience expressed their shock with exclamation points—holding the grass, the dancer really has a problem!

[Ghost talent Guo Fengxiao]: Damn it, this femme fatale has drawn her sword! Be careful, host, don't pretend to be asleep!

The snow-white dagger came out of its sheath, stabbing fiercely at Jiang Pengji's neck with lightning speed.

The dagger slashed across, and the snow-white silver light was like a horse, dazzling and dazzling, and the audience in the live broadcast room covered their eyes and dared not look directly.

The dancer in red clothes could even foresee the scene where Jiang Pengji's neck would spurt blood in the next second.

However, the expected scene did not happen.

She moved so fast that she only hit the pillow on the couch, and the target had quickly rolled away.

Because of her strength, the dagger was deeply embedded in the wooden board under the heavy mattress.

The red-clothed dancer froze for a moment, and Jiang Pengji kicked her on the left chest.

She failed to dodge, and her soft chest was hit by a huge force, causing her whole body to fly backwards.

The barrage in the live broadcast room followed the reversal of the plot, and the whole screen was full of "666" and shocked exclamation marks.

Of course, there are still some sporadic barrage.

[Hacker mosquito-repellent incense]: Oh my god, at that moment just now, I felt a pain in my chest.

[Blue Melody]: Make an image description, before stepping out, "convex", after stepping out, "concave".

[Mo Qianzui]: Upstairs, are you going to laugh me to death and inherit my money?

[Jiumo Miaoran]: God's horse is "concave" and "convex", and there are indeed talents in the live broadcast room.

[Indifference for the first time]: Hahaha, I want to put the microphone into the anchor's mouth and interview her about the feeling of that kick just now.

Jiang Pengji looked at the red dancer girl with a half-smile, and took the time to send a barrage to the audience.

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