He settled down and calmly replied, "According to Ci, doesn't Xiao Langjun know Ci very well?"

Jiang Pengji smiled and did not continue to ask Wei Ci. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

To boil the frog in warm water, you should naturally take your time.

What if a pot of boiling water is poured directly and scares people away?

She seemed to be looking at the sky, but in fact she paid attention to the paper umbrella in Wei Ci's hand.

Even if he had lost his temper and removed the paper umbrella before, he silently moved it back now, leaving some snow piled up on his shoulders.

Jiang Pengji raised her hand to untie her cloak and motioned for Wei Ci to put it on.

"In the future, when I study in Langya, I will have to trouble Zixiao to take care of it. ”

Wei Ci glanced at the thick white-fur cloak and said calmly, "Xiao Langjun and Ci are also nodding friends, and the master and his old man appreciate your talent very much, so I think you won't be criticized in the academy, so why do you need to 'bribe' with this." ”

"I'm not afraid of the cold and heat, I wear more and wear less, it's just that Zixiao is delicate, and now I'm still standing in the wind and snow and waiting for people, it's better to take care of it. Jiang Pengji threw the cloak directly into his arms, whether she liked to wear it or not, and she didn't wear it and pull it down.

After speaking, Jiang Pengji turned around and walked straight to her carriage, stepped on the stool, "Go to Fengfu." ”

As soon as he raised his hand to lift the curtain, Xu Ke, who had been paying attention to them, handed the hand stove back to her.

The coachman of the carriage with the hat pulled the reins and drove away, just beside Wei Ci.

"Lang Jun gave the cloak to that Wei Lang Jun, you will be talked about by the snow when you go back. ”

Xu Ke knelt near the door of the carriage, his hands into the warm gloves, and the inner layer was made of thick rabbit fur, which was very comfortable.

Jiang Pengji held the hand stove, and the charcoal fire was added to it, which was a little higher than the previous temperature.

"Your family Langjun is strong and healthy, he can kill two cows with his bare hands, and he can still get sick without a cloak?" Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows, "He, a weak literati, just don't wear much, and he seems to have to stand outside with wood, and he is not afraid of colds and flu." ”

Xu Ke was speechless for a moment.

Indeed, his family Langjun looks young and thin, but in fact, his combat effectiveness is off the charts, and the blame is that this person's appearance is too deceptive.

"I heard Huaiyu say that Zixiao's family has moved to Zhongzhao and returned to the sect. He stayed in Dongqing Langya alone, who knew that there were a few maids and wives around him who took care of him. The weather changes so fast, it is estimated that people do not have many warm clothes in their suitcases. ”

Jiang Pengji is a careful person, but she rarely takes the initiative to care about others, or in her opinion, there is no need to care at all.

Everyone has long hands and feet, and they can't even take care of themselves, isn't it a cripple in life?

This set was not used in ancient times.

After Xu Ke heard this, he couldn't help but sigh that his own Langjun seemed to have become more humane.

The Qionglin banquet seems to be a celebration banquet for a few scholars who stand out, but in fact it is just a place for people to sing praises and praise virtues, and many courtiers do their best, flattering and servile appearances to see people secretly angry.

The scholars who should have been valued became unimportant embellishments, and the banquet was filled with the emperor's hearty laughter.

Han Yu's temperament is more impulsive, and in the face of a few good friends, he has no intention of being patient, and he does not vomit or be unhappy, "Now that I look at it, the act of beating people and leaving that day is correct...... is so servile, without any spine, it's ......"

Cheng Jing glared at Han Yu and glared back at the other party's next words.

"Be cautious in your words and deeds, have you forgotten these four words?" Cheng Jing said in a low voice, "If you cause a disaster of death because of this......

Compared with Han Yu and Cheng Jing's nervousness, Lu Zheng secretly straightened his small stomach and resisted the urge to smooth his belly.

There are a lot of delicious things at the Qionglin banquet, Lu Zheng was born poor, only the son of Orion, he likes to roll mud in the field when he is a child, if it weren't for Mr. Yuanjing saying that he had a fate with him and brought him back to the academy to teach him carefully, he is not qualified to stand at the Qionglin banquet now......

The opportunity is rare, and it is too much to suffer if you don't eat enough.

He was not Han Yu or Cheng Jing, the chopsticks didn't move a few times, but ate a stomach full of anger.

"The partition wall has ears, so you should pay attention to it. Wenbin, this is not a good place to complain either. ”

The stomach was a little supportive, and Lu Zheng paced slowly, looking very leisurely and comfortable, but in fact he was just too full to walk.

Han Yu took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger in his heart.

Several people saw Wei Ci holding a white velvet cloak in his arms, and the whole person stood in place and didn't know what he was doing.

Lu Zheng was thick-skinned enough, stepped forward with a smile, pretended to reach out and took the cloak in Wei Ci's arms, and said in his mouth, "Zixiao is really the most intimate, knowing that my brother is wearing less today, I specially took the cloak here, and my brother ......thanked him first."

Before his hand touched the cloak, Wei Ci had already taken a step back and said unceremoniously, "It's not for you." ”

Lu Zheng was not angry, but looked at the tie on the collar of the cloak slipperily.

The end of the tie is adorned with two delicate hairballs, which does not match the painting style of Wei Ci's pipe, and not only that, but the size of the cloak is not suitable.

"Who is that for?" Lu Zheng asked.

Wei Ci ignored it, glanced at Han Yu and Cheng Jing's expressions, and sighed softly.

"Look, your face is pale, and you are angry at the banquet?"

Han Yu didn't pay attention to the cloak, his attention was drawn back to the Qionglin Banquet just now, and the anger that had just been suppressed came out again.

"The so-called important ministers in the court, one by one, are servile and flattering, flattering, and have no backbone, if this continues, this court will be finished sooner or later. ”

Wei Ci glanced around, there was no one, and then he was a little relieved.

"It's just servile, what are you doing with that kind of villain?" Wei Ci smiled indifferently, "Ci heard that on the eve of the Qionglin banquet, Zhongshu Ling Fengren resigned and returned to his hometown, and the official family not only did not keep it, but promoted a confidant...... Isn't that enough for you to see clearly? The officials want docile and obedient domestic cats, but they are not wild and untamable wild cats. ”

Han Yu almost blew his hair, saying who is a wild cat?

Wei Ci said again, "It's just a banquet in Qionglin, you are so breathless, what should you do in the future?"

"What do you mean?" Han Yu asked.

"Now the eunuchs are secretly selling the knights, one by one, the official position is clearly marked, and the money is given, do you think it's just those eunuchs who are greedy themselves? That greedy is the big one......" Wei Ci and a few people entered the carriage, the charcoal fire in the car dispersed the cold, he pointed to the sky, "Wen Bin ranked among the top three in the evaluation, and when the time comes, he will only have a small official position, and it is not as high as the official position bought by those scoundrels who spend money, you must not be so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven?"

Han Yu was almost choked.

"Wei Zixiao, you speak harshly. ”

Wei Ci was not stunned, and continued, "Ci is more mean here, do you want to listen?"

Lu Zheng secretly laughed on the side, while Cheng Jing shook his head helplessly, fiddling with the silver silk charcoal in the charcoal basin.

"Listen!