Xie Ze sighed, "The people here are really enthusiastic—"

Hundreds of people greeted the road, and the warm handkerchiefs and sachets fell like raindrops.

He is young and strong, and his recovery ability is strong, and the injuries that were so Shen Ke before are almost better, but now he is alive again.

Although he is a general, Jiang Pengji does not get any special treatment, and the other people do not know which general is which.

When he saw whose armor was mighty, whose appearance was excellent, and whose bearing was extraordinary, the sachet and veil were thrown at whom.

Xie relied on the beautiful face given by his parents to successfully deceive a large number of sachets and colored handkerchiefs, and his popularity was not much lower than that of Li Yun.

Tsk –

This cruel world of negative hearts and faces!

Seeing that this group of young people was so majestic and popular, Yang Si's heart was sour.

Thinking back then, he was also proud of the spring breeze, and he was still the wishful husband in the hearts of countless beautiful ladies.

Yang Si twisted his neatly trimmed beard, and his face showed a little grievance.

"Wen Bin, you say I'm really old?"

He secretly touched his face, and the touch of his hand was not bad, in the words of the audience in the live broadcast room, it was full of collagen.

Han Yu was riding on a horse and silently looked at the people who welcomed them, everyone's face filled with heartfelt enthusiasm, respect, and joy. This reminded him of the illusion of the prosperous era when Emperor Dongqing went out to worship the heavens, and the government officials forcibly drove the people out to cheer and kneel to welcome the Son of Heaven. When comparing the memories of his youth with the scene in front of him, he immediately distinguishes which one is false and which one is true.

Before he could recover from his memories, he was thrown a few goose-yellow sachets in a daze.

Looking in the direction of the flying traces, he saw several handsome girls boldly showing their love to him, and Han Yu's old face turned red.

It just so happened that Yang Si came to disturb him again, and Han Yu just got out of the embarrassing atmosphere.

Han Yu said unceremoniously, "You think you're very young?"

If Yang Si is a few years older, it will be enough to be a grandfather, and it will be stinky.

"Thirty-one flowers, a man! ”

Although Yang Si's age is rounded to four, if you just look at his face, he is in his early thirties.

Han Yu glanced at Li Yun, Xie Zexiao, who received the soft hand, and then looked at the old bacon Yang Si, and smiled without saying a word.

Yang Si: "......"

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

It's just that the two armies were abused by Han Yu, why is everyone in the same camp, but Han Yu still doesn't deal with him.

Yang Si had an ominous premonition, could it be that he wouldn't be able to turn over in the future?

The cheers of the people were like a mountain and a tsunami.

Han Yu looked at her back, and his hands holding the reins tightened.

In a trance, he seemed to see the other party in a dragon robe, walking up the stairs step by step-

Perhaps, she is the final destination.

Han Yu raised his lips and smiled, as if he was affected by the enthusiasm of the people around him, and his mood became more and more excited.

Feng Zhen, Feng Jin and others waited for a long time, looking forward to it one by one, waiting for the army to appear.

"It's coming, it's coming—"

"Lord, they're back—"

Seeing the commotion of the crowd from afar, the long-lost army slowly appeared in sight.

The second floor of the street on both sides was full of onlookers, most of whom had only heard of Jiang Pengji's name but had never seen her.

No matter how famous the outside world is, it always feels unrealistic if you don't see it with your own eyes.

"The woman in the lead is Lan Tinggong?" a certain scholar tried to restrain his demeanor, he couldn't lean out of the window like those ordinary people, but he couldn't help but stretch his neck, and after looking at it, he said, "It's really not an ordinary woman." ”

Jiang Pengji is wearing the improved women's clothes, which are neat and beautiful, and will definitely become the fashion vane of Maruzhou.

"If she is an ordinary woman, what is Xu Pei of Zhejun?" another scholar said with a smile, "I thought that Lan Tinggong should be a strong woman with burly and stout skin like a reckless man, but now it seems that although this appearance is not a sinking fish and a goose, it is not vulgar." ”

Many people listened to Jiang Pengji's deeds, and the image of the same strong and powerful burly man appeared in their minds.

Who expects that people are good-looking, and they can be beautiful men?

"I heard that Lan Tinggong has not yet married and started a family, I don't know what kind of amazing and talented man can enter her eyes?"

"It's not you and me after all!"

"It's strange, why hasn't Lan Tinggong been married yet?

"Yes, yes, anxious!"

Weici's public opinion policy was still useful, and the family flourished within a few years.

There are storytellers in the streets and alleys, restaurants and tea shops, and there are always people carrying small benches to listen to stories every day.

In the past few years, the territory under his rule has been full of brain-dead fans who sing the praises of Jiang Pengji.

Even if many scholars have a lot of complaints about her female identity, she has been in Maruzhou for a long time and has been brainwashed unconsciously.

Before coming to Marushu, their thoughts were like this-

The generation of women who are only brilliant for a while can be brilliant for a lifetime, and they will always marry and have children and retire.

After coming to Marushu, their thoughts were like this-

Ahhh!!h

Crazy call for Lanting Gong!

A newcomer who had just arrived spoke.

"Hmph, maybe she has some unsightly hidden disease? Besides, what man would want such a deviant woman?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he attracted more than a dozen pairs of unkind eyes in the tea shop.

Someone opened his mouth to retort and sneer, "It's ridiculous, a great hero like Lan Tinggong should have carefully selected the best in the world, and there are many men and women waiting for her in Maruzhou." Wait for you to sit in the well and watch the sky, the remarks just now are really funny. ”

Meng Xinshizi's face was blue and white for a while.

He couldn't stay any longer, so he simply brushed his sleeves and left, and when he went downstairs, he saw several blue and white figures holding on to the armrests and going up to the private room on the second floor.

"Wow-that's majestic-"

Sun Lan was dressed in the blue and white uniform of Golden Scale Academy, and carried two blue school bags on her shoulders, which contained several books.

According to normal times, they are still attending classes at the Golden Scale Academy.

However, a few children wanted to see the world, so they begged their parents to ask the college for an hour's leave to come and see the excitement.

Sun Lan and Qi Guan Jinghui clutched the window with both hands, opened their eyes wide, and carefully searched for the target.

"Jinghui, that's Uncle Qiguan!"

Sun Lan's eyes lit up, and she found her target at once, and Guan Jinghui looked in the direction he was pointing, and her eyes lit up.

"Daddy—Daddy—"

She called in the direction of the crowd, but the shouting around her was so loud that it completely drowned out her voice.

Seeing this, Qiguan Jinghui drooped her mouth, Sun Lan raised her hand and patted her shoulder,

"I'll be able to see my uncle later, Jinghui doesn't have to be disappointed and sad. ”

I don't know if it was the blood relationship between father and daughter, although Qi Guanrang didn't hear his daughter's call, he also subconsciously looked at the window.