Nine states and four seas, I want ten percent!

After Jiang Pengji finished writing, she took a step back and appreciated her words.

Before she was happy, the audience who were not afraid of being hammered by her began to make moths again.

[wolf hidden sky]: set up a famous flag for you - the world of seven countries. I want 99.

A blue barrage was sent, followed by a similar red barrage.

The audience of the two planes looked at each other. It turned out that everyone was not only similar in plane culture, but also the same in animation.

[mu Xining]: anchor, do you want to consider another sentence? As the last one said, he died in the dungeon of the state of Qin.

[Xingyuan meow]: # pick your nose. I don't think it's necessary to change it. Mr. Han asked for ninety-nine from seven countries, but the first emperor asked for a hundred. If it is really a flag, the anchor should be in line with the first emperor and finally dominate the world. I would also like to say, young master Han, you died miserably!

This group of melon eating viewers like to regard the live broadcasting room as a place for gossip exchange and can say almost anything.

All sorts of gossip make complaints about flag.

After many years together, Jiang Pengji had long understood the urination of this wave of people and simply regarded the Barrage as air.

She didn't avoid Qi guanrang when she wrote, so Qi guanrang could see what was written on the letter.

Rao Shihe knew Jiang Pengji's ambition. When he suddenly saw these eight words, he was slightly surprised by his arrogance and self-confidence.

"Lord -"

Inexplicable emotions surged up, and Qi Guan felt something blocking his throat, so that he couldn't spit out superfluous words.

"What's the matter? I'm too frightened to speak?" Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "still think I'm too arrogant and my heart is higher than heaven?"

Qi Guan let him wake up, but he was not in a hurry to explain.

Just as Jiang Pengji knew that Qi Guan let him know himself, Qi Guan let him also know that the other party knew himself. She would not easily misunderstand and get angry.

"There is surprise, but when the feeling of surprise passes, it gives me a feeling that it is so." Qi Guan frowned deeply and suddenly changed his mouth, "no - not enough. The Lord's heart seems to focus not only on the world, but also on a broader field behind it."

"Heaven and earth are vast and the universe is boundless - the so-called nine states and four seas may be just a drop in the ocean." Jiang Pengji's eyes were smiling and her expression was full of deep meaning. "If you jump out of this fence, you may really find that world. If one day, you really want to see it again."

Qi Guan let her talk more and more, and took the initiative to change the topic.

No wonder he makes a fuss. How many emperors have indulged in elixir refining for longevity and yearned for the world in myths and legends?

Facts have proved that none of them can live forever, but die earlier than anyone else.

Qi guanrang didn't want his Lord's brain to be out of his head. He foolishly took the old road of his predecessors.

Jiang Pengji noticed his intention and lost her smile.

She dropped the pen in her hand, took the fumigation stove, dried the ink, folded the letter and put it in the envelope to attract the messenger sent by Xu Pei.

"If Xu Pei receives this letter, he may be so angry that he can't eat."

Jiang Pengji's eyes are a little more narrow.

The content of the reply is not only the wild hope in her heart, but also a small means for her to deliberately annoy Xu Pei.

People are eager to send messengers to try to turn fighting into friendship. Both are the strongest allies and attack the world together.

As a result, she slapped others without saying a word.

All princes want face. Jiang Pengji's face beating is really not authentic.

If you are less generous, you can't be angry with her for good or bad?

Qi Guan made Xu Pei lose his smile and suddenly felt some sympathy.

If you meet such an opponent, you may have a feud in your last life.

"If only the Lord likes it."

Qi Guan let his tone be gentle, but his eyes were somewhat helpless and funny.

Send someone to deliver the letter to the messenger, and Wei CI asks for an audience outside the account.

"Zixiao is more punctual than the sundial." Qi Guan asked his heart to calculate the approximate hour, got up and said with a smile, "let's leave first."

He gave the space to the two people with a good look.

Wei CI sideways watches Qi Guan let him leave. They look at each other in the air and quickly separate.

Like a breeze rippling the green water, it turns quiet after rippling.

Qi Guan asked to be wary of Wei Ci, but the other party was sincere to the Lord, and there was nothing suspicious for the time being.

"Zixiao is watching again?"

Jiang Pengji made a pun.

While laughing at whether he had eaten Qi guanrang's vinegar, he laughed at him pinching the time to feed her three meals.

Weici carried a food box in his hand. Even if it was tightly covered, he could smell the food aroma of greedy insects when he approached.

"The documentary evidence is too indulgent to the Lord. Kindness is always worried." Weici put down the food box and brought out several steaming food plates. "The way to keep alive is to persevere, always hungry and full. When you get old, you have a bad appetite, which affects your longevity."

Wei CI avoids the important and takes the light, avoiding Jiang Pengji's teasing.

"Cough - how old am I? I'm starting to think about health preservation after 70 and 80?"

Wei CI glanced at Jiang Pengji and said mercilessly, "the Lord is so unrestrained that he is hanging at the age of 50."

Your Majesty in his previous life didn't celebrate his 51st birthday in the end.

Jiang Pengji felt a sharp stab in her heart and begged for mercy. "OK, I'll have dinner on time. I'll be with you in my 70s and 80s."

She has no skin and no face, but Weici is a little shy.

He doesn't forget to tease people after a meal. He is also tired.

As everyone knows, this is only Pediatrics, and there are people who are more tired than Weici.

While stabilizing Qin Gong's troops, Xu Pei anxiously waited for Jiang Pengji's reply.

Following Han Yu's advice, Xu Pei also made two preparations.

If Jiang Pengji is willing to accept the proposal of forming an alliance to jointly attack the world, it would be great. The two sides can turn the war into friendship.

If Jiang Pengji is unwilling to accept this proposal, the two sides are doomed to a war, and Xu Pei should also make adequate preparations for the war.

However, he can afford to wait, but Xu Fei can't afford to wait.

At least Xu Fei is also a direct descendant of the Xu family. When he was middle-aged, he was forced by his cousin to hang himself and have no offspring.

It's terrible. We can't let his body rot in the coffin, can't we?

Here comes another problem.

The burial requires the dutiful son to throw the basin. Xu Fei's sons are all dead. Where did he get his son?

Is it hard for him to pass on his son to Xu Fei?

Xu Pei doesn't want one thousand here.

Finally, he had to choose a compromise plan, and still disgusted Xu Pei very much, holding his nose to welcome Xu Fei and others' coffins.

With the help of Qin Gong, Xu Yanxiao carefully restrained the bodies of his parents and his brother and sister.

Two big, five small, seven coffins.

Not long ago, there was constant friction in the big family, but now she is the only one left.

Dressed in linen and plain clothes, Xu Yanxiao, who was already thin, was a little haggard at the moment.

"Don't worry, I'll go back?"

As Xu Fei's only eldest daughter, Xu Yanxiao's dead father and mother are buried. She must not be absent, but the Xu family is located in Zhejiang county.

When she returned to Zhejiang county, she was not free.

Xu Pei also wants to use her to show the world and wash away the bad reputation of killing hands and feet.