Two Hundred and Eighty-Two: If You Don't Die, You Won't Die (1)

"Wait, what happened to the eldest son of Zhenbeihoufu..."

Sitting in the carriage, Jiang Pengji was bored watching the live barrage to pass the time, occasionally chatted with the audience, and heard the whispers of passers-by outside the carriage with keen ears. ask.

This series of actions almost scared the other people in the carriage and the groom who was driving, and the latter quickly pulled the reins to stop.

"Lanting, how can you act so recklessly, what should you do if you accidentally hurt yourself..."

Liu She was so frightened by Jiang Pengji's jumping off the car that her heart rhythm was out of order. When he came back to his senses, he found a burst of cold sweat on his back.

Jiang Pengji turned her head and said it was all right, at the same time she grabbed the common people who were gossiping just now, and asked the previous question again.

"What happened to the son of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion?"

The commoner was also so frightened that he almost forgot how to speak.

As soon as he saw Jiang Pengji's attire, he knew that Jiang Pengji was of extraordinary status, so he couldn't help but secretly said unlucky.

Nobles are not easy to serve, if you accidentally offend the other party, your life will be lost.

With such an uneasy mood in mind, the commoner smiled uneasily at Jiang Pengji, the smile was very forced, and it took him a long time to utter a word, "This, this matter was spread all over the middle of the night last night... Say yes, Zhenbeihou Mansion The prince was robbing the oiran, a conflict broke out, and several people were killed, the prince was delicate and frail, and couldn't stand the stimulation...he just... died on the belly of the oiran..."

Jiang Pengji: "..."

Yuan Jing's group and Liu She also recovered from Jiang Pengji's reckless jumping out of the car, and they all turned cold when they understood the reason for her gaffe.

Wei Ci sighed,

Said, "Feng Huaiyu's good intentions were ruined by that Prince of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion for nothing."

In order to control the situation, Feng Jin knew that the Beijiang group wanted to trouble the prince of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, but went up to him. Not to mention being beaten, even his right arm was injured, so he missed the upcoming evaluation. Missed an excellent opportunity to go straight to the sky.

The son of the Zhenbei Houfu didn't know the danger, so he didn't go to bed obediently at night, but ran to compete with others for some oiran.

Lu Zheng, who was on the side, glanced at Wei Ci who was in the same car, his eyes were a bit puzzled, and he said strangely, "Listen to Zixiao's words, this matter is to be blamed on the prince of the Zhenbei Houfu... Could it be? Say, there is no trickery from northern Xinjiang here?"

Wei Ci smiled and said, "Shaoyin doesn't know something. This son of the Zhenbeihou Mansion was originally just a concubine and was not favored. However, the line of the Zhenbeihou Mansion is getting more and more withered, and most of the young and strong men died in battle. , the eldest son who was established before passed away at a young age, and did not even leave a queen. As a last resort, the position of the eldest son of the Zhenbeihou Mansion fell to the concubine's son..."

It is impossible for the bastard to be established as the eldest son and placed in an ordinary family.

However, this concubine is already an only seedling, and the Zhenbei Hou Mansion has no choice.

Not only that, this bastard was congenitally deficient, he had some flaws since he was born in the mother's womb, and he was prone to illness. The Zhenbei Hou Mansion regarded him as a fragile porcelain doll, and he didn't even dare to speak loudly. , Very dandy.

"Maybe there are traces of northern Xinjiang in it, but there is no doubt that this prince is looking for death. If he was smarter, he should have known how to keep his own place when Feng Huaiyu helped him prevent disasters, so how could he run away?" What oiran are you fighting for?"

Wei Ci said with a cold expression, not caring at all what kind of crisis the death of the eldest son would bring to Dong Qing.

On the other hand, Jiang Pengji carefully asked about the details, how did that commoner know these things, and immediately made a bitter face.

"My lord, the villain is just joining in the fun. I also heard other people talking about these things. How can the villain know what those big people said and did? You ask the villain, and the villain can't answer Come out."

Jiang Pengji sized up the commoner, and finally sighed in disappointment, then turned and returned to the carriage.

Liu She glanced at Jiang Pengji, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I'll send someone to inquire after I get to Feng Mansion. Since this matter has caused even the common people to talk about it, it can be seen that it's quite a big deal. , it shouldn’t be hard to find out.”

Jiang Pengji nodded, still looking a little absent-minded.

Liu She and his son temporarily lived in Fengfu, while Mr. Yuan Jing and his students stayed in Befu on the other side of Beijing.

The two parties did not go the same way, and once they entered the city, they naturally had to separate.

Liu She asked where Yuan Jing and his party were staying, and said something politely, indicating that when the matter came to an end, she would definitely bring her "son" to visit Mr. Yuan Jing formally. Respect is still required.

Mr. Yuan Jing didn't care about these customary etiquette, and said to Wei Ci, "The current situation is tense, and the city of Shangjing is panicked, and those bandits in northern Xinjiang don't know what else they will do. The county guard is a journey, so you can feel at ease as a teacher."

Wei Ci's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded in response, but he was a little disapproving in his heart.

As long as that "Liu Xi" is still with Liu She, whoever comes to cause trouble is no different from courting death, why is he escorted?

Driving all the way to Fengfu in a low-key manner, and did not encounter any accidents.

Xu Ke received the news that Jiang Pengji was coming back in advance, and waited at the door early, and finally heaved a long sigh of relief when he saw the familiar carriage approaching from afar... For some reason, he always felt that he couldn't let his husband out of sight, otherwise The other party will cause trouble!

However, just as he stepped forward, the first person to get out of the carriage was an unfamiliar face.

Wei Ci: "..."

Xu Ke showed doubts on his face, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

If it wasn't for Wei Ci wearing a Confucian shirt and men's clothing, based on that face alone, he would have thought she was a girl!

After Wei Ci got off the car, Jiang Pengji also got off, and Xu Ke could still smell the faint scent of wine on her body.

"Xiaoyu, you don't want to go to Jishan, but a lot of things happened last night. You didn't go, because you missed a lot of fun."

After hearing this, Xu Ke had a look of lovelessness.

He knew that if he allowed his husband to run around, he would definitely encounter messy things.

Before his depression could end, a sound like jade beads falling on a plate came to his ears, making his scalp tingle slightly.

"Xu...Xiao...yu?"

On the side, Wei Ci's eyes fell on Xu Ke, and he murmured softly, with some doubts, that neutral voice fell into the ears of others, like a bunch of feathers gently scratching the sensitive earlobe, goosebumps It exploded, making one involuntarily want to blush...

Well, Xu Ke blushed.

Jiang Pengji: "..."

I really didn't expect that Xu Ke still has the problem of voice control.

"This gentleman knows Ke?"

Xu Ke thought for a while, he was sure that he had never met Wei Ci at all.

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