Chapter 310

Wei CI looked at Jiang Pengji in a daze, and his mind was full of thoughts.

To say who he is most afraid to see during this time, this person is definitely at the top of the list.

The scene he saw the day before yesterday is still echoing in his mind, which makes him unable to calm down when he does anything. When he dreams back at midnight, he will always wake up from his nightmare and sweat soaked his clothes. Yesterday was so tossed and turned that it was difficult to sleep.

I didn't have much appetite in the morning. I just ate some white cake with a little cyan in the bottom of my eyes. People who don't know how bad the white cake is. Lv Zheng usually looks at Wei Ci's face and can eat two more bowls of rice. Today, he has no appetite.

Before he complained, Mr. Yuanjing, squinting close to the bamboo slips, suddenly opened his mouth.

"Zixiao, there are distinguished guests at the door. Go out and pick it up."

Wei CI didn't know why, but when he looked at Yuan Jing's slightly narrowed eyes, he couldn't help but click in his heart.

There's a bad feeling.

Whispered to himself.

He saw Jiang Pengji coming down from the carriage. She had a faint stomachache, like the white cake she had just eaten rolling in her stomach.

Jiang Pengji came forward, didn't seem to see the strange expression of Wei Ci, and said hello.

"Zixiao will be a classmate in the future. If he did something wrong in the past, please forgive him for Xi's youth. Xi doesn't speak very well and is often misunderstood. I hope Zixiao won't be separated from Xi."

Wei CI nodded and dared not speak.

He didn't believe the modesty of the man in front of him. He had always been willful and wanton. He would do whatever he wanted. If she said -- [I'm not very good at talking and don't accept you hitting me], he would believe it. Anyway, he couldn't beat each other.

Jiang Pengji didn't care about his attitude either. She raised her hand and took off the lanyard of her cloak. Seeing this action, Wei CI subconsciously stepped back.

They were silent at the same time.

Jiang Pengji thought of something. Chunliang smiled and handed her cloak to the snow Treader behind her.

Without missing the slightly relaxed expression of Weici, she whispered as she passed each other.

"The cloak was lent to Zixiao to keep out the cold that day. Although it was not worth any money, it was also a favorite of Xi." Jiang Pengji was lying with her eyes open. Wei Ci was suspected to be a great enemy. She smiled low and said, "I don't know if I can get it from Zixiao's room later..."

Before she finished, Wei CI seemed to have blown his hair. With a long leg, he walked quickly and looked frightened.

In the face of the ghost like snow treading and Xu Ke, Jiang Pengji shrugged her shoulders and became a living local ruffian.

Xu Ke was so silly that he couldn't believe that the guy who spoke and played just now was his own husband?

When did you have the habit of breaking your sleeves?

As if she could see his inner activities, Jiang Pengji said, "you don't look as good as him. What are you worried about doing?"

Xu Ke: "

Should he be happy that he is safe, or sad that his face is picky?

Instead, I stepped on the snow. Except for some consternation at the beginning, I soon recovered my composure.

She raised her hand to cover her lips, sneered and joked.

"Our husband has grown up, too."

After the spring, Liu Xi was thirteen. In this era, it was time for those who had a marriage to get married and those who had no marriage to get engaged.

Xu Ke rolled his eyes.

Jiang Pengji answered meaningfully, "yes, I've grown up."

Having met Mr. Yuanjing and saluted her teacher, Jiang Pengji was a student of Langya academy and could study in the Academy in the future.

"Who is this?"

With a kind smile, Mr. Yuanjing moved his eyes from Jiang Pengji to Xu Ke.

"His name is Xu Ke. He is a schoolboy with students."

Xu Ke was very nervous, like a prisoner waiting for trial, uneasy and uneasy, for fear that Mr. Yuanjing was dissatisfied with him.

"It's a good seedling, worthy of great talent. Get up."

Mr. Yuanjing is like a kind elder, which makes people feel close.

"Lanting, have you used breakfast? Would you like to have some with the old man?"

There are two plates of white cakes in front of Mr. Yuanjing's table, and there is a tea stove next to it, boiling hot tea. There is a little sweet fragrance in the air.

Xu Ke was stunned. He never thought that Mr. Yuanjing, a famous Kyushu, should be so... Grounded?

Generally speaking, Mr. Yuanjing has invited. Even if he has eaten, he has to say that he has not eaten.

However, Jiang Pengji played cards unreasonable. She was outspoken.

"Yes."

Mr. Yuanjing didn't expose Jiang Pengji's lie, but instead said to Xu Ke, "did you eat it, too?"

Xu Ke continued to force his face and shook his head. Somehow, he was pulled by Mr. Yuanjing to eat white cake.

White cake is a common breakfast in Langya area, but Mr. Yuanjing has a unique taste. He eats white cake with fragrant tea.

There are many spices in the fragrant tea, which tastes strange, while the white cake is eaten with honey

In short, this eating method is equivalent to litchi dipping in soy sauce. Jiang Pengji is not sensitive to thank you.

Xu Ke was very happy. After a meal, his stomach was uncomfortable.

Jiang Pengji had expected that she would look at Xu Ke's bitter expression when watching a good play.

"Tut Tut, let you eat indiscriminately. Can you teach me a lesson now?"

She had a keen sense of smell. After analyzing the ingredients of the seasoning in the pot of tea, she knew to avoid it, but Xu Ke came up.

"How can Ke know... Sir's tea making skills, like this..."

He hardly knew what words to use.

Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "Mr. Yuanjing's tea cooking skills are no problem, but the old man's taste is heavy, his intestines and stomach are bad, and the tea naturally focuses on helping digestion. When you come out of sangjun, the food there is light, so naturally you can't stand it."

Xu Ke smashed his mouth. It seems that there is still an unspeakable strange taste in his mouth.

Although he was flattered to have breakfast with his idol, it was better to eat less of this dark cuisine.

Jiang Pengji said, "help pack your things, Mr. Yuanjing. They are leaving for Langya at noon today."

"So fast?" Xu Ke was stunned. He thought he could stop at the museum for a day or two.

"Not fast. They have delayed a lot of time in Shangjing." Jiang Pengji shook her head in disappointment and said, "at that time in the morning, my father told me that the imperial court had no time to arrange where this scholar would go and let them go back to their hometown first to wait for the will."

Other people's reasons are also very ready-made. They are busy with the relationship with Beijiang and the marriage of the second prince. Where can they manage other bad things?

As everyone knows, most of these scholars are arrogant people. They are so ambitious that they probably don't want to be officials in the DPRK.

Not everyone likes the intrigues of officialdom. Instead of fighting in officialdom, it's better to be a famous scholar and still be famous all over the world.

A slightly familiar young man walked through the corridor to the hall and saluted Yuanjing.

"Teacher, the dry food for cars and horses is ready."

Mr. Yuanjing got up, beat his numb leg and said, "let Youmo prepare them and go."