If she just chose to come to see the family nursing home, Jiang Pengji would definitely not use those who had a criminal record, after all, she had to think about the safety of the Liufu family. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But if you train private soldiers...... Hehe, that's another story, she hasn't touched the thorn that she can't clean up.

She has a spirit in her bones that likes to pursue excitement and thrills, and sometimes it is serious, even pathological.

I remember that in my previous life, I didn't become a legion commander, and my boss cultivated her, but I also had a headache for her temper, so I asked her to find a psychiatrist for counseling every once in a while, and the ending was happy, those psychiatrists did not alleviate her mental symptoms, and she was almost driven crazy.

After all, not everyone has a strong psychological endurance and can accept a stranger who will overturn his old bottom as soon as he sees him.

Hard-headed, under the sharp gaze of the old butler, Ya Po asked people to catch up with all the "goods" that were a little difficult to get rid of.

Almost everyone wore flail on their hands and feet, and it didn't look like a "cargo" in a tooth shop, but if they wore prison clothes, they would be a prisoner.

"These are all sold by the government?"

Jiang Pengji took a cursory glance, half of them had tattoos on their faces and had been tortured.

"A few were official slaves, and a few were originally condemned to death, but when they met the amnesty, they were luckily released. ”

Looking at the dead silence or mocking or ill-intentioned eyes of those people, Ya Po's intestines suddenly turned blue, although she was in a hurry to get rid of it, but if Jiang Pengji really took a fancy to a few of them and brought them back and something happened, Liu Fu would definitely not let Ya Xing go.

Amnesty?

Jiang Pengji searched her memory and found that there was indeed such a thing, in order to celebrate the birthday of the favorite concubine, the current official family has alleviated the drought that has lasted intermittently for more than half a year in Dongqing, and she is happy to amnesty the world. If you calculate the time, it should be in early February.

Under the nervous eyes of the old butler, Jiang Pengji made a big circle, and then stopped in front of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

[Sleeping all over the Three Kingdoms male god]: Oh, he looks so good-looking, I feel that his facial features are a bit similar to the little fresh meat that became popular some time ago.

[Smuggling Non-Chief]: Eh, I really haven't found it yet, but this one looks much more mature than Xiao Xianrou, and it's more man!

In ancient times, at the age of thirteen or fourteen, you could start a family, and at the age of sixteen or seventeen, you were already the father of a string of little children, so she was naturally more mature and stable.

However, Jiang Pengji's focus is not on appearance, in fact, she doesn't care much about the appearance of people other than women.

"Look up and let me see. Jiang Pengji didn't pinch the other party's jaw directly, but picked his chin with the tip of the sandalwood fan, the other party didn't seem to like such a humiliating act very much, but where could that little bit of strength compare to her, "It's a pity......"

This is also a prisoner who has been tortured, the tattoo mark is on the right side of the face near the ear, because it is not well maintained, the wound is pus and leaks a fishy yellow liquid, and some flesh is rolled out, mixed with wisps of bright red, which looks quite oozing.

[One meter of sunshine]: Ahhhh \(≧▽≦)/

Maybe it was the beauty and astringency, Jiang Pengji's sharp eyes saw a row of lollipops and lover's heartfelt tips floating past the screen.

The young man who was forced to raise his chin narrowed his dark and clear eyes slightly, his thick and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and there seemed to be a sharp blade hidden in his eyes.

The bloodless lips were dry and pale, cracked and peeling, and their cheeks were tinged with two sickly reds from the heat.

Because his head was raised, his neck was slender, and the untidy collar was loose, revealing a delicate collarbone that was uneven and convex.

The old butler silently looked away, the picture was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to look at it.

Ya Po also sighed regretfully, "It's really a pity, even if the wound on the face is healed, it will leave an ugly scar." ”

At present, the popularity of fair-skinned and delicate beauty, hairpin powder is the fashion pursued by many nobles, but the public's aesthetic concept has not changed much, for the beauty and ugliness to distinguish clearly, although this young man looks more heroic, but also a rare beauty.

If it weren't for the ruined face, it would definitely be very popular if it was sold to the pavilion just by looking like this.

Lang Jun stayed away from him, and was careful of being sick. The old housekeeper stood aside and looked at the fan in Jiang Pengji's hand disapprovingly.

She smiled and withdrew the sandalwood fan, her eyes lingered on the young man, the other party's eyes were full of unwillingness, as if a juvenile beast was imprisoned in a cage, with the ability of a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, but helpless to live in reality.

"Ya Po, what did this person do?"

Ya Po thought for a while and said, "This is from the county next door, and his mother went to the street to buy vegetables and bumped into a nobleman, and was pushed and fell to the ground, and was unlucky to hit her head, so she went." When he found out, he took a knife and went to someone to take revenge, hacked a family member to death, and was arrested. ”

Originally, he was exiled for 30 years, but the family didn't do it, and used their connections to throw people on death row.

hacked someone to death, and offended the powerful, can that family not go out of the way and ask for his life?

But his luck was good, he actually met the amnesty, because there was a reason, and the motive for the murder was also out of filial piety, so he was taken out of death row, enslaved, changed several families back and forth, and finally fell into her hands.

Ya Po carefully suggested, "This is a thorn, it's not easy to adjust and teach, why don't you look at something else?"

Jiang Pengji pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, she opened the folding fan with a bang, and said with a smile, "No, it's him!"

The old butler and the tooth woman: "......"

Why do you hate it so much!

"Now it's hard to find literate people, and it's even harder to find literate people with a little brain, but a few taels of silver, earned. ”

The boy glared angrily, and she could even hear the sound of the other party grinding his molars with hatred.

Jiang Pengji smiled meaningfully at the young man, her luck was good, but the young man's luck was bad.

If it weren't for himself, he would definitely be able to escape from this house late at night, and the long march of thousands of miles was only one step away, but ...... Such a little "prison escape" method is not enough to see in front of her, at most it arouses her interest, "What's his name?"

Ya Po's brain seemed to have been short-circuited, and now she came back to her senses and hurriedly replied, "His name is Xu Ke." ”

Jiang Pengji asked idly, "Do you have a table?"

The boy had practiced martial arts, but there were thick calluses formed by holding a pen between his fingers, and he should have read a book, and it was not for a short time.

No matter what the elders took it, the scholars of ancient times should have a table no matter what they said.

Jiang Pengji still doesn't understand why the name is so complicated, the name is the name, and what a mess of words.

Ya Po couldn't answer now, so she secretly kicked Xu Ke, and glared fiercely at her, "Lang Jun asked you something." ”

Xu Ke pursed his lips, and the fire rising in his chest had not been extinguished, but the situation was stronger than people, so he could only hold it down for the time being.