"My Lord, even if we want to go to war with Northern Xinjiang, it can't be now -"

When he learned that Jiang Pengji had given Wu Liba something, Qi Guan let her almost pinch his precious fan.

"What's the fear of documentary evidence? It's Northern Xinjiang that doesn't want to fight now. We have the initiative to start a war. We can't let Northern Xinjiang decide. If Wu Liba can't bear it, he can turn his head and go."

Feng Zhen, a guy who doesn't think things are too big, smiled and took a sip of sake.

Normally, his salary is not low, and he can't buy any good wine?

But Feng really likes the owner to rub a little, and the west to rub a little. Even turbid wine can drink happily.

Among all the families, he likes the wine here most. The taste is mellow than ordinary liquor.

Qi Guan asked to glare at Fengzhen. He was right. The prodigal son must have encouraged the Lord to make trouble.

Feng Zhen received Qi guanrang's eyes, shrugged and smiled with white teeth.

A look that you can do to me.

What virtue is your Lord? Can Qi Guan let you have no number B in mind?

Lord, she is a troublemaker herself. She can't stand it. Do you still need someone else to encourage her to make trouble?

At best, he made some comments, which can only be regarded as an accomplice.

Jiang Pengji on one side also helped Fengzhen. She said, "because of the bird spirit in Northern Xinjiang, I just took the opportunity to find some places. Don't say I give one, even if I give ten or eight, they will also accept it. Documentary evidence, can you guess the connotation of the wise man in Northern Xinjiang?"

With the support of the Lord, Feng Zhen proudly straightened his chest, which made Qi Guan itch his back teeth.

Just encourage the Lord to make waves. Is this prodigal son still proud?

Qi Guan asked the audience of the melon eating party to arrange their jokes with a smile. Jiang Pengji was overjoyed.

She secretly laughed with a stomachache, but Wu Liba in another place couldn't laugh.

"Oh? A gift from Liuzhou mu?" When Wu Liba heard the news, she turned her heart and decided that Jiang Pengji was counselled. She expressed kindness by giving gifts. Wu Liba didn't show it on his face, but he showed a smile in his heart. He said, "present the gift quickly."

The gift is placed in a wooden box with exquisite shape. There are exquisite and beautiful lines around the box. It looks like a work of art.

Wu Liba felt more stable.

He opened the box himself. As soon as he opened it a little, he smelled blood and decay.

Wu Liba's complexion changed. When he opened the lid and saw what was in the box, his complexion suddenly turned blue.

In the mirror box was a set of exquisite glass headdress and a transparent bowl, in which was a piece of rotten meat stained with coagulated blood.

A few years ago, such a set of glass headwear could sell at a high price of more than 100000 in Northern Xinjiang. Now it is flooded and cheap, and one set is not consistent. The meat in the transparent bowl, with Wu Liba's insight, is clearly a person's tongue.

Wu Liba was praised as a wise man in Northern Xinjiang. His brain naturally didn't have to say. He immediately understood the meaning of the brocade box.

Glass headdress?

No one in Northern Xinjiang knows that Wu Liba's wife is the eldest lady of Northern Xinjiang commercial firm. She loves luxury goods most.

A few years ago, "Tiangong glass" was born in the sky. Wu Liba's wife bought more than ten sets of moat gas, which was talked about by noble women in Northern Xinjiang. The world thinks that "Tiangong glass" is really expensive, but it's a fraud. The northern Xinjiang business alliance and the northern Xinjiang ladies were buried by Guxin for more than 20 million yuan. Wu Liba's wife's family was still the leader of the business, because it never recovered.

Wu Liba lost the support of the Yue family, and his position in Northern Xinjiang was greatly affected.

Even huliba's political enemy, harenza, often ridiculed him.

The wise men in Northern Xinjiang were calculated by a merchant, and they couldn't laugh off their big teeth?

Therefore, "Tiangong glass" has always been an unspeakable pain for Wu Liba. He hates to see this deceptive thing.

As for the tongue——

A man cannot speak when his tongue is broken.

Wu Li pulls out the envoy Dongqing just to talk. Now he implies that he doesn't talk. Isn't it a slap in the face?

Of course, it's not over——

"Liu Xi, the humiliation of today will be returned twice in the future." Wu Liba's face was frozen. He waved, "take it out and lose it!"

Wu Liba endured his anger and was about to calm his inner flame. He suddenly saw something else in the brocade box.

"Wait -- come back --"

He took out the note under his tongue with his fingers and unfolded it carefully. After reading it, his anger surged up and his eyes flickered.

[I thought your erha prince was too noisy, so I sent him back -- Liu Xi]

This tongue is the second prince's!!!

Wu Liba didn't have time to care about the title of "erha Prince". He just needed to know who the owner of the tongue was.

"Liu Xi -- Liu Xi -- how dare you humiliate us so --"

Wu Liba was so angry that his blood pressure soared, his cheeks were full of blood red, and suddenly turned blue and purple again.

Fortunately, Wu Liba has strong psychological tolerance. He is clearly out of sight for a while. He has slowed down.

"Someone --"

Wu Liba breathed heavily, and his eyes were covered with terrible blood.

"At my command, I sent someone to prepare a 'generous gift' and send it back to Liuzhou animal husbandry, which completed the Central Plains custom of 'reciprocity'!"

If he didn't worry about the overall situation, Wu Liba also wanted to disgust Jiang Pengji with disgusting means.

However, as Feng Zhen said, now the main battle power is Jiang Pengji, and Beijiang is better served.

It's not that Northern Xinjiang can't afford to fight, but the price of war is too high.

Jiang Pengji received the generous gift from Wu Liba and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

She just likes the enemy to have nothing to do with her. Finally, she has to hold her, indulge her and endure her.

[Lianmeng, an old driver]: Alas - Beijiang has been unlucky for eight years. Why did you meet the anchor?

[Guo fengxiao]: if you put it in the novel, the anchor is definitely the top villain boss?

[Piao Piao Yang]: that's really desperate. How big is the aura of the protagonist and how strong is the immortal body to defeat the great demon king?

[rain song against the railing]: halo... At least round to a diameter of 100 million?

Poor Wu Liba, without the aura of the protagonist, took the task of the protagonist playing the great demon king. He must be abused by blood.

"When I went to Beijing, general Wu Liba had a good time these years?"

Jiang Pengji met Wu Liba.

At that time, he was in high spirits and arrogant. He forced Jiang Pengji to endure her evil spirit.

Now it's upside down.

Dressed in white, she became a powerful vassal. However, Wu Liba, who was arrogant, wanted to look at her face and be careful to flatter.

It's really Feng Shui turns.

Wu Liba's eyes flashed a trace of surprise.

She was shocked by Jiang Pengji's familiarity and her kindness.

He met Liu Xi?

Wu Liba doesn't remember that little thing.

But Jiang Pengji still remembers.