One Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty-Three: Preparing for War, Recuperating (2)

The genius remembers the address of this site in a second: (Apex Chinese), the fastest update! No advertisements! Xie sighed, "The people here are really enthusiastic——"

Numerous people lined the road to welcome them. The warm handkerchiefs and sachets and sachets were like raindrops.

He is young, strong and resilient, and Shen Ke's injuries were almost healed before, but now he is alive and well again.

Although he was a surrendered general, Jiang Pengji did not give any special treatment, and the other common people did not know which general was which.

Seeing whose armor is mighty, whose appearance is outstanding, and whose bearing is extraordinary, the sachet and handkerchief will be thrown towards him.

Relying on the pretty face bestowed by his parents, Xie successfully defrauded a lot of sachets and colorful handkerchiefs, and his popularity was not much lower than that of Li Yun.

Tsk——

This cruel world of betrayal and face-seeking!

Seeing this group of young people being so majestic and popular, Yang Si felt sour in his heart.

Back in the day, he was also proud of his horseshoe disease, and he was the wishful man in the hearts of countless beauties.

Yang Si twisted his neatly trimmed beard, showing a bit of sadness on his face.

"Wen Bin, do you think I'm really old?"

He touched his face secretly, and the touch 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 watching the people who lined the road to welcome them. Everyone's faces were filled with enthusiasm, respect and joy from the bottom of their hearts. This reminded him of the illusion of prosperity when the Emperor Dongqing went out to worship the heaven when he was young, and the government servants forced the people to come out to cheer and kneel to welcome the emperor. Comparing the childhood memories with the scene in front of you, you can immediately tell which one is fake and which one is real.

He hadn't recovered from his memories, and he lost a few light yellow sachets in a daze.

Looking in the direction of the flying traces, I saw a few pretty girls boldly showing their love to him, which made Han Yu blush.

It happened that Yang Si came to disturb him again, and Han Yu just escaped from the awkward atmosphere.

Han Yu said bluntly, "Do you think you are very young?"

If Yang Si was a few years older, he would be enough to be a grandfather, and he would still be smug.

"Thirty-one flowers for a man! He's in his prime, of course he's young."

Although Yang Si's age can be rounded up to four, but if you only look at his appearance, he looks like he is just in his early thirties.

Han Yu glanced at Li Yun, who received flowers, sachets, and handkerchiefs, and Xie Zexiaoxianrou, who received soft hands, and then looked at old bacon Yang Si, smiling without saying a word.

Yang Si: "..."

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The two armies faced each other and were brutally abused by Han Yu. Why did Han Yu still not deal with him when everyone was in the same camp?

Yang Si had an ominous premonition, could it be that he couldn't turn around in the days to come?

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

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

In a daze, he seemed to see the other party wearing a dragon robe, climbing up the steps step by step——

Perhaps, she is the final destination.

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

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

"I'm coming--"

"My lord, they are back—"

The commotion of the crowd was seen from a distance, and the long-lost army slowly appeared in sight.

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

No matter how well-known the outside world is, if you don't take a look with your own eyes, it will always feel unrealistic.

"The leading woman is Lord Lanting?" A certain scholar tried his best to restrain his demeanor. He couldn't lean half of his body by the window like those ordinary people, but he still couldn't help stretching his neck. After looking at it, he said , "It's really not an ordinary woman."

Jiang Pengji is wearing the improved women's dress, which looks crisp and neat without losing the sense of beauty, and will definitely become the fashion vane of Maruzhou.

"If she is an ordinary woman, what is Xu Pei from Zhejiang County?" another scholar said with a smile,

"I thought Mrs. Lan Ting should be a burly, thick, dark-skinned and domineering woman like a reckless man. Now, although this appearance is not like a fish or a wild goose, it is not vulgar."

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

Who would have guessed that his appearance was not vulgar, that he could be called a handsome man?

"I heard that Mr. Lan Ting has not yet married. I don't know what kind of amazing and talented man can get into her eyes?"

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

"It's strange, why is Mr. Lanting still unmarried? His knees are shabby, it makes people anxious—"

"Yes, yes, impatient!"

Wei Ci's public opinion policy is still useful, and the family has flourished within a few years.

There are storytellers in the streets and alleys, restaurants and teahouses. Every day when storytelling, there are always people moving small benches to listen to stories.

Over the past few years, the territory under the rule is full of idiot fans praising Jiang Pengji.

Even though many scholars complained about her identity as a woman, they were brainwashed unknowingly after staying in Maruzhou for a long time.

Before coming to Marushu, their thoughts were like this——

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

After coming to Marushu, their thoughts are like this——

Ahhhhhh—how can my Lord Lanting be so handsome, so beautiful, so wise, so unparalleled in the world! ! !

Crazy call Lanting public!

A newcomer who just arrived spoke up.

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

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

Someone retorted and sneered, "It's ridiculous. A great hero like Lord Lanting should have carefully selected the best in the world. There are countless men and women waiting for her in Maruzhou. You wait and see the sky, the remarks just now are really funny Lost teeth."

The Mengxin scholar's face turned blue and white.

He couldn't stay any longer, so he simply walked away, and when he went downstairs, he saw several blue and white figures holding onto the handrails and going up to the private room on the second floor.

"Wow—so majestic—"

Sun Lan was wearing the blue and white school uniform of Jinlin Academy, with two blue book bags slung across her shoulders, with several books in them.

According to the normal time, they are still attending classes at Jinlin Academy.

But a few children wanted to see the world, so they begged their parents to take an hour off from the academy to watch the excitement.

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

"Jing Hui, that is Uncle Qi Guan!"

Sun Lan's eyes were bright, and she immediately found the target. Qi Guan Jinghui looked in the direction he was pointing, and her eyes lit up suddenly.

"Daddy—Daddy—"

She called in the direction of the crowd, but the loud shouts around her completely drowned out her voice.

Seeing this, Qi Guan Jinghui drooped her mouth, and Sun Lan raised her hand to pat her on the shoulder,

"I'll be able to see my uncle later, Jinghui needn't be disappointed."

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