Six Hundred and Fifty-One: 1 Tongwanzhou (4)

Not necessarily?

This was probably the funniest joke Yang Si had heard in these days. At this point, he thought Jiang Pengji was joking with him.

He teased obediently, "If that's the case, my lord needs to work harder."

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows lightly and asked him, "What can you do to increase your strength?"

"My lord is about to turn nine now, and it is only two years since he was crowned 20 years ago. If you leave it to someone else's house, even if you don't get married, the marriage has been decided. On the other hand, my lord is still alone, which is not possible. If you don't start a family and get a wife, , how to give birth to a girl?”

If you don't have a daughter, how can you pass on the throne to your daughter?

Yang Si teased with a smile.

His words were not to encourage Jiang Pengji to fight for the throne, they were clearly teasing her, telling her to marry a wife as soon as possible because it was time to have a baby.

Jiang Pengji will not turn eighteen in two months. At eighteen, at this age, she can already start a family and become a father.

However, wealthy families are more particular about it, and most of them will wait until after they are crowned, and Liu Mansion should be no exception.

From Yang Si's point of view, his lord is still a young boy and has no contact with men and women. When he reaches grade 1, he will naturally think about those things.

only……

According to Yang Si's script, being teased like this would make his protagonist blush and feel extremely embarrassed.

In fact...

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and said calmly, "Well, don't be in a hurry. When you have children, you have to look at the partner and the timing."

Yang Si was surprised.

It seems that my lord is not an innocent young man who does not understand human ethics, but is clearly an experienced driver with rich experience.

He gossiped, "It depends on the person and the timing? Could it be that the master has his eyes on someone?"

Jiang Pengji's lips curved into a mysterious smile.

"Of course."

Yang Si asked curiously, "Whose young lady? If they are of equal status, you can ask the old man to come forward to arrange the marriage for the Lord. It is a major matter in life and cannot be careless. There is a quick hand and a slow hand. Strike first and make the decision.

That's the reason. If the status is lower than that of the lord, you can send an ice man to the door to explain your intention to take a concubine. In short, if you like the little lady, you'd better not miss it. "

Jiang Pengji laughed dumbly.

She didn't even know that Yang Si, besides being greedy and fond of food, also had a vague attribute of gossip.

She was amused, rolled her eyes, and said vaguely, "His status... Although his family is in a low-income position, he comes from a clean background, and his ancestors were once prominent, so he is considered to be from a noble family. He has a good temperament and a savage personality. Lovely...I feel wronged as a concubine."

Yang Si frowned, Qinggui's family background... This is indeed a bit difficult to handle.

I would rather be the wife of a poor man than the concubine of a rich man.

The more noble a family is, the more they value status. She would rather choose someone from the same family as her husband to be the head wife. Very few people are willing to work as a concubine in order to reach a higher position...unless their husband's family is of a higher status. Obviously, Liu Xi is not at that level yet.

"What does the Lord like about her?" Yang Si asked, "Talent or appearance?"

Jiang Pengji smiled and narrowed her eyes, "His genes."

Chicken...sound?

Yang Si's mind couldn't turn around.

The arc of this corner was too big and he almost flipped over.

"What is the sound of chicken?"

Jiang Pengji pinched her chin, how to explain it? This thing can't be explained.

"Genes are the most essential thing in life." Jiang Pengji thought for a while and muttered, "But genes are only one aspect. His genes are indeed very attractive to me, but what interests me is his temperament and his body. Hidden secrets... How can I describe that feeling... It's obviously full of flaws, just like hiding one's ears and stealing the bell, but still stubbornly trying to hide it, it looks so cute..."

Yang Si was stunned.

He understood every word the lord said, but all together, he couldn't understand it.

Jiang Pengji concluded her speech.

"He is easy to bully. I just like the way he bullies him and keeps it quiet. What I like can only be mine."

Yang Si was so shocked that he was speechless.

After a while, he broke into laughter.

"My lord, if you really like the little lady, you can't do this, it will scare people easily."

I used to think that the protagonist was a skilled and experienced driver with rich theories, but now, at first glance, it is clear that he is a domineering young man who does not understand how to fight.

Jiang Pengji asked him, "How should I pursue him?"

Yang Si thought for a while and said, "If the lord really likes it, it would be better to discuss it with the old man and ask him to come forward to propose marriage. Since he is from a noble family, it would be good to educate him. Although he likes the lord's behavior, he should put it aside In the eyes of this young lady, it is clear that she is flirting with him. Even though the lord is very good, after such behavior, the young lady has only one or two points of impression of the lord."

Jiang Pengji clicked her tongue, somewhat disapprovingly.

"He is quite open-minded by nature, so there shouldn't be any misunderstanding, right?"

"That's not necessarily the case." Yang Si added, "My daughter's family is very delicate and easy to get into trouble."

Jiang Pengji held her chin up and thought for a moment, then said, "That's it...listen, Jingrong has quite a lot of experience."

Yang Si sneered. He had eaten ten years more rice than Jiang Pengji. How could he not be clear?

"If my lord wants to ask Zi Shi, he has more experience. But he is just an out-of-touch prodigal. It is not recommended to adopt his suggestions."

Yang Sishui slandered Fengzhen, who made Fengzhen really a prodigal?

Jiang Pengji thought for a long time.

She finally said, "It's still early. Let's wait and see in five or six years. I'm not in a hurry... I'm quite enjoying my current situation..."

Yang Si had no doubt that there was something wrong.

In his opinion, the young lady that the lord likes is probably only eleven or twelve years old. In another five or six years, she will be of the right age to marry home.

As a man, one should put his country and career first. It is okay for the lord to get married later.

It is okay if he falls in love with someone else after a few years. A real man will never have to worry about not having a wife!

Little did he know that under the deliberate guidance of Jiang Pengji, Yang Si and Jiang Pengji talked about completely different things.

It was clearly a chicken talking to a duck, but they could still talk about the same thing.

"In this case, I will wait for the lord's little princess to be born."

Yang Si teased with a smile.

Jiang Pengji said, "Okay! I just hope you don't cry when the time comes."

Before dawn, Jiang Pengji went back to the tent to take a rest.

When the golden light pierced the heavy clouds and projected onto the earth, the camp was filled with horns.

Not far away, the people of Fenghu County, who had been frightened all night, seemed to have been electrocuted, and their hair stood on end.

Jiang Pengji gathered the troops and lined them up outside the city. The cold wind was howling and the flags were fluttering.

One side was in high spirits, while the other side was becoming increasingly depressed.

When the war drums sounded, the archers used crossbows to support and cover the ladders. The soldiers hid in the enclosure under the ladders and pushed the ladders close to the city wall.

Because the march was hasty and the supplies were limited, no catapults were brought for this siege.

With the cover of a barrage of arrows, corpses kept falling from the city wall, and the ladders were successfully erected on the city wall... The leader of the Red Lotus Cult heard the war drums outside the city and hurriedly put on a suit of armor. As soon as he climbed up the city wall, an arrow flew in and almost pierced his bun on the top of his head.

"Why are we fighting now?"

The leader's eyes were wide open. The enemies under the city were so dense, one group after another, that his scalp was numb.

The soldiers guarding the city didn't have much momentum to begin with. Seeing the leader come out in disheveled clothes, they were even more discouraged.