326:At that time, the young spring shirt was thin (9)
"It's the first time I've heard outsiders say this, and many of my father's students think that Brother Tzu was born with bad luck, which is ominous, and they want to cover their noses with their sleeves, as if he were a plague. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoAlthough everyone didn't say anything on the surface, they kept estranged him behind the scenes. ā
Wu Niang was very dissatisfied with the injustice suffered by Wei Ci, and she also firmly believed in her opinion of Wei Ci, but she was a small person, and few people would listen carefully to what she said.
"It's just the opinion of the foolish people. Jiang Pengji pursed her lips and said, "I don't know how many children were born on the same day and at the same time, do they all have the same fate? Could it be that the children born on the twenty-second day of the eighth month of the year of Kwai You are all the reincarnation of the prime minister of the emperor? It's just because he is too outstanding, so he is jealous of others." Those people are not as good as him, and they can only use this stain to slander him. ā
"That's it, those people don't know Brother Ci at all, everyone is the same, they don't have their own brains, and they follow the trend all day long!"
Wu Niang came to her senses, clenched her fists and nodded, looking extremely happy.
Seeing this, Jiang Pengji couldn't help laughing.
The audience in the live broadcast room also said that this little girl is so cute, and she feels completely different from the bewitching slut outside.
[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Hahaha, this little girl likes Wei Ci Beauty, right?
[Noodle Inn]: The little girl is still young, how do you know what it means to like it or not? I feel that she is more like a star-chasing girl, and Wei Ci Beauty is the idol she chases, so she does not allow outsiders to maliciously slander her idol and swear to defend her reputation.
[Remote control you drop]: Please, there were so many girls who married at the age of twelve or thirteen in ancient times, where is it small?
[Nongfu Spring is a little hanging]: Tsk, most of the girls who marry at the age of twelve or thirteen are from poor families, and those who are slightly wealthier will definitely keep their daughters for a few more years, at least until they get married. Mr. Yuanjing's daughter, can her family be poor?
Jiang Pengji also agreed with the audience in the live broadcast room that Wu Niang does have a love for Wei Ci between men and women.
"What do you think I'm doing?"
It's like a disciple!
Wu Niang was slightly uncomfortable by Jiang Pengji's eyes, and couldn't help but take a step back, with a slightly unnatural look on her little face.
Jiang Pengji sneered and debunked, "Are you happy with filial piety?"
Wu Niang blushed, and then broke the jar and said, "You have only stayed in the tree for so long, and you have listened to everything you shouldn't have listened to, and asked knowingly." I just like my brother, my father said that he would have an IKEA and a room, and if he was a husband, he would definitely not be wronged. ā
Wu Niang likes Wei Ci, and even wants to marry each other, definitely not for that face, she is not so superficial.
There are a lot of little sisters around me who are ready to marry, but what kind of virtue is the husband's family?
Thanks to the identity of "Mr. Yuanjing's daughter", she occasionally goes to the academy to deliver food to her father, and she can always hear some gossip.
The man has not yet married, so the maids around him are much more confused, and even make a concubine to embarrass his wife.
is even more excessive, and it is not impossible to directly spoil the concubine and kill his wife.
Because of Mr. Yuanjing's open-mindedness, Wu Niang naturally wants to choose what suits her heart, not only to love her, but also to understand her and pity her.
When the cubs had a difficult birth, the servants wanted to throw them away, so as not to die in the house and add bad luck.
She couldn't go to Wei Ci for help, and the other party listened, and did not regard the lives of Sanwu's mother and son as a mustard, but rolled up her sleeves, did not dislike blood, and did not scratch him when Sanwu was in pain, and even delivered Sanwu with a serious look.
Anyway, after this incident, Wu Niang really likes Wei Ci.
IKEA?
The corners of Jiang Pengji's mouth twitched, and the first time she heard such an evaluation, the audience in the live broadcast room almost blew up, filling the screen with 666.
[Bright Wang Situ]: The Chinese teacher died early, ask a big hand to explain, what is IKEA?
[Musician Zhuge Qin Demon]: The peach is dying, scorching its Huazi is home, and it is appropriate to have a room for IKEA...... The meaning is understood by oneself.
I feel like I've read a fake copy of the Book of Songs.
Jiang Pengji couldn't help but smile and said, "If you like it, tell him directly." According to Zixiao's character, whether he accepts it or not, he will not publicize this matter and ruin your reputation. ā
Wu Niang said dejectedly, "But Brother Ci has someone in his heart, he is a serious person, so I don't care to rob others." ā
"So what?" asked Jiang Pengji.
"So, I hope he will be with his sweetheart soon. He's one in twenty this year, and it's really hard to drag it out any longer. Wu Niang pouted, feeling a little sad in her heart, and said awkwardly, "Anyway, I'm only thirteen this year, and there will definitely be candidates for a good husband." ā
"That's just as well. ā
Jiang Pengji likes Wu Niang's open-minded personality very much.
Mr. Yuanjing is very good at raising daughters.
The audience in the live broadcast room also said that they were attracted by Wu Niang.
Don't you see, how many house fighting women uphold the principle of "the person I like must like me and respond to my feelings, otherwise I will be a negative man", how many grievances and hatreds have evolved from such vexatious reasons?
It is precisely because of Wu Niang's open-mindedness and cuteness that she is particularly special.
"Eh, after all this talk, I don't know which of my father's students you are. ā
Jiang Pengji smiled gently and said, "My name is Liu Xi, if you don't give up, you can call me Lanting." ā
Wu Niang's eyes widened in surprise, and after a long time, she said a little angrily, "Sure enough, the rumors can't be believed." ā
"What rumors?"
"Everyone else said that Liu Xi was just a deviant, and in his spare time, Zhangtai was a gentleman, and he was another example of a tiger father and a dog. Wu Niang tilted her head and looked at Jiang Pengji secretly, but she was caught by the other party's gaze, and couldn't help blushing her cheeks, and said shyly, "I don't dare to say anything else, but at least you can see it better than those people." If everyone is like you, then it's not a gentleman. ā
Jiang Pengji just wanted to laugh, but she caught a glimpse of a barrage and almost froze.
[Uncle Xiaobing]: Anchor, it's very dangerous, this girl wants to tease you.
"The little girl has a good eye!" she naturally praised Wu Niang, and by the way, she also praised herself.
Wu Niang was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this person was shamelessly praising herself, and immediately burst out laughing.
Jiang Pengji urged, "It's not early, go back quickly, you have to worship the flower goddess." ā
"Hmm. ā
Wu Niang nodded, found a direction with fewer people, and trotted away.
Jiang Pengji stood in place with her hands crossed over her chest, and after a while, she walked straight behind a pear tree.
"Being said to the face of a little girl that you like it, you don't mean to be a little excited?"
Behind the tree, Wei Ci felt that his heart was about to stop beating, so he was so frightened that he ducked back, and the back of his head hit the trunk of the tree.
"It seems that you really have a sweetheart, so you can't bear to refuse the heart of other little girls?"
Wei Ci's expression was unprecedentedly serious, his thin lips were pursed, and his eyes looked at Jiang Pengji sharply.
"It's about Wu Niang's reputation, don't mention this matter again. ā