Nine Hundred and Fifty-Five: My Old Lady Just Made a Fool of Herself, What's Wrong? (5)

"My lord, even if we want to start a war with Beijiang, it can't be now—"

Knowing what Jiang Pengji gave Wu Liba, Qi Guanrang almost broke his precious fan.

"What is Wenzheng afraid of? It's Beijiang who doesn't want to fight now, and we have the initiative to start a war here, so we can't let Beijiang decide. If Wu Liba can't take it anymore, he can turn around and leave."

This guy Fengzhen didn't think it was a big deal, so he took a sip of sake with a smile.

It is said that his salary is not low, what good wine can't be bought?

But Fengzhen just likes to drink a little bit from the east and west, even if it is dirty wine, he can drink it happily.

Among all the families, he likes the wine from the lord the most, the taste is more mellow than ordinary wine.

Qi Guanrang gave Feng Zhen a hard look, he guessed right, this prodigal son must be instigating the lord to make trouble.

Feng Zhen received Qi Guanrang's gaze, secretly shrugged his shoulders, and smiled showing his white teeth.

An expression of what you can do to me.

What kind of virtue is my lord, Qi Guanrang doesn't have any B in his heart?

The lord is a troublemaker herself, she can't settle down, and she still needs others to instigate trouble?

At most, he made some comments, which can only be regarded as an accomplice.

Jiang Pengji on the side also helped Fengzhen, she said, "Being so angry in northern Xinjiang, I just took the opportunity to find some place. Don't say I give one, even if I give ten or eight, they will accept it. Documentary certificate , Can you guess if the wise man from northern Xinjiang can guess the connotation?"

With the support of the lord, Feng Zhen straightened his chest proudly, Qi Guan was so angry that his back molars were itchy.

It's all right to encourage the lord to make trouble, how proud is this prodigal son?

Qi Guanrang's face was gloomy, and the melon-eating audience laughed and made up a joke about the two of them, which made Jiang Pengji overjoyed.

She secretly laughed until her stomach ached, but Wu Liba in the other place couldn't laugh anymore.

"Oh? A gift from Liuzhou Mu?" When Wu Liba heard the news, his heart changed, and he decided that Jiang Pengji had confessed, and she was expressing kindness by giving a gift. Wu Liba didn't show it on the face, but there was a smile in his heart, he said, "Hurry up and present the gift."

The gift was placed in an exquisitely shaped wooden box, with exquisite and beautiful lines patterned around the box, which looked like a work of art.

Seeing this, Wu Liba felt more stable.

He opened the box himself, and as soon as he opened it a little, he smelled the smell of blood and rancidity.

Wu Liba's complexion changed, and when he opened the lid and saw clearly what was in the box, his complexion suddenly turned pale.

In the mirror box was a set of exquisite glass headgear and a transparent bowl, in which was a piece of carrion covered with coagulated blood.

If it was placed a few years ago, such a set of glass headdresses could be sold at a high price of tens of thousands in northern Xinjiang, but now it is flooded and cheap, and a set is not consistent. From Wu Liba's knowledge, the piece of meat in the transparent bowl was clearly a person's tongue.

Wu Liba was praised as a wise man in northern Xinjiang, so his brain naturally had nothing to say, and he instantly understood the meaning expressed by the brocade box.

Glass tiara?

No one in Beijiang knows that his wife, Wu Liba, is the eldest lady of a trading company in Beijiang, and she loves to pursue luxury goods the most.

A few years ago, the "Tiangong Liuli" was born, and Wu Liba's wife bought more than a dozen sets with great enthusiasm, which was talked about by noble ladies in northern Xinjiang. People in the world think that "Tiangong Liuli" is really expensive, but they don't know it's a scam. The Beijiang Commercial Bank Alliance and the Northern Xinjiang Noble Lady were scammed by Gu Xin for more than 20 million yuan. Among them, Wu Liba's wife's natal family was also the leader of the commercial firm, and because of this matter, they failed to recover.

Wu Liba lost the support of the Yue family, and his status in northern Xinjiang was also greatly affected.

Even Ulibal's political opponent, Haruncha, often used this to mock him.

The majestic wise man in northern Xinjiang was tricked by a class of merchants, so he couldn't laugh his ass off?

Therefore, "Tiangong Liuli" has always been an unspeakable pain in Wu Liba's heart, and he hates seeing this deceptive thing the most.

As for that tongue—

A person cannot speak if his tongue is cut off.

Wuli pulled out envoy Dongqing just to talk,

Wouldn't it be a blatant slap in the face to hint him not to speak now?

Of course, it's not over yet—

"Liu Xi, today's humiliation will be doubled in the future." Wu Liba said solemnly, he waved his hand, "Take it out and throw it away!"

Wu Liba held back his anger, and was about to calm down the flame in his heart, when he suddenly saw something else in the brocade box out of the corner of his eye.

"Wait—come back—"

He took out the note under the tongue with his fingers, and unfolded it carefully. After reading it, anger surged up, and his eyes flickered.

[I think your Prince Erha is too noisy, so I specially send it back——Liu Xi]

This tongue—it belonged to the second prince! ! !

Wu Liba didn't have time to care about the title of "Prince Erha", he only needed to know who the owner of this tongue was.

"Liu Xi—Liu Xi—how dare you humiliate me like this—"

Wu Liba was so angry that his blood pressure soared, his cheeks were filled with blood red, and suddenly turned blue again.

Fortunately, Wu Liba has a strong psychological ability to bear it, and after a while of flickering in front of his eyes, he unexpectedly slowed down.

"Come here—"

Wu Liba panted heavily, his eye sockets were filled with bloodshot eyes.

"According to my order, send someone to prepare a 'rich gift' and return it to Liuzhou Mu, fulfilling the Central Plains custom of 'reciprocity between courtesy and reciprocity'!"

If he wasn't concerned about the overall situation, Wu Liba would also want to use disgusting means to disgust Jiang Pengji.

However, just as Feng Zhen said, now the main battle power is with Jiang Pengji, and Bei Jiang has to take good care of her instead.

It's not that northern Xinjiang can't afford to fight, but the price of going to war now is too high.

Jiang Pengji smiled and narrowed her eyes when she received the generous gift from Uliba.

She just likes the way the enemy has no choice but to hold her, manipulate her, and endure her in the end.

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Alas——Beijiang also suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck, so why did it meet the anchor?

[Ghost Talent Guo Fengxiao]: If it were in a novel, the anchor would definitely be the top villain boss?

[Piao Piao Yang]: That's really desperate. How big is the aura of the protagonist and how strong is the immortal body to defeat the big devil?

[Leaning on the railing Yuge]: The halo... At least a diameter of 100 million rounded up, right?

Poor Wu Liba, who does not have the aura of the protagonist but accepts the mission of the protagonist to fight the big devil, he will definitely be tortured by blood.

"When I went to Beijing to leave, how has General Wu Liba been doing these years?"

Jiang Pengji and Wu Liba once met.

At that time, he was high-spirited and arrogant, forcefully forcing Jiang Pengji to hold back her anger.

Now it's turned upside down.

Dressed in white, she became a powerful prince, but the domineering and arrogant Wu Liba wanted to watch her face and carefully flatter her.

It's really a turn of events.

A trace of surprise flashed across Wu Liba's eyes.

Not only shocked by Jiang Pengji's familiarity, but also surprised by her kindness.

He met Liu Xi?

Wu Liba no longer remembered that trivial matter back then.

But Jiang Pengji still remembered.