Three Hundred and Eleven: 3 Years in Langya (11)

Liu She and Jiang Pengji's "father and son" have been harassing each other in Feng Mansion for a long time, but there is no banquet in the world that never ends. 』 Liewen.comWwΩW． ΔLieWen. CC

As time passed day by day, it was time for the two families to separate.

"Lanting, you should be more careful when you are in Langya Academy from now on. Think twice before doing anything and don't be radical."

Feng Jin thought about Jiang Pengji's gender and wanted to sigh more than once. If this friend in front of her was a man, what a big deal it would be.

Unfortunately, as a woman, she was born to be bound by gender, which made Feng Jin very regretful.

"I know, do you think I'm the kind of person who makes trouble?" Jiang Pengji said innocently.

Feng Jin was silent for a while, then said politely, "Like!"

Xu Ke on the side almost laughed out loud. He liked this Feng Langjun more and more. He was outspoken and sincere and did not lie.

Jiang Pengji glanced at Xu Ke angrily.

"Turn your elbows out."

Huijun was handed over to Liu She, who sent someone to teach Huijun the skills of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and familiarize him with the rules and etiquette. Liu She himself had received a letter of appointment to Chongzhou and was about to leave soon. Of course Jiang Pengji could not follow. past.

Therefore, before setting off, Liu She brought a generous gift to Mr. Yuan Jing and formally asked him to take care of Jiang Pengji.

She was going to study, not to enjoy life, so there were only two people who followed Jiang Pengji to Langya.

One is Ta Xue and the other is Xu Ke.

As for the maid and mother-in-law who takes care of her life, she can wait until she gets to Langya and find Ren Yazi to take care of her.

"My father has always been very trusting of you. You don't have to push yourself too much to study in Langya." Liu She looked at her daughter who was gradually growing up, and was filled with emotion in her heart. "Mr. Yuan Jing has a great talent, you should study hard with him." , if you don’t understand something, just ask, don’t feel troublesome or embarrassed... If you have any inconvenience in life, just send someone to send a letter to your father directly, and don’t wrong yourself..."

Liu She was not a hypocritical person, but looking at this girl, she always felt a little uneasy.

He is just such a child.

Amin’s bloodline in the world,

There is only one like this.

No matter how much Liu She nags, Jiang Pengji obediently agrees.

On the second day, after bidding farewell to Feng Ren, his wife and Feng Jin, Jiang Pengji got into the carriage. The driver waved his whip gently and the wheels of the carriage turned.

Liu She also got on the carriage. The formation was much larger than Jiang Pengji's, with hundreds of people guarding him on the left and right.

Today's Chongzhou is not stable, and we don't know what dangers we will encounter on the road. Bringing more people can increase the safety factor.

As for Jiang Pengji?

She could fight a group by herself and didn't need anyone's protection at all, so she rejected Liu She's proposal to assign guards to her.

Jiang Pengji suppressed her unnecessary emotions, glanced at Feng Mansion, where she had stayed for a long time, put down the car curtain, and her expression returned to her usual indifference.

I leaned on my desk and read for a while. When I got bored, I looked up at the live broadcast to kill time.

Probably due to the impact of the snowstorm some time ago, the audience in the live broadcast room was also affected. The mood was not very high. Most of the comments were greetings, and there was very little content about showing off. Jiang Pengji flipped through the pages with comments. There was a sneer on his lips.

She was in a bad mood, and the system couldn't help it.

"System, I suddenly remembered something. Don't you think the live broadcast room game is weird?"

The road surface in the wealthy area of ​​Shangjing was very smooth, and with Liufu's powerful shock-absorbing system, she could hardly feel any vibrations while sitting on the carriage.

The system has been silent for several days since the last bad breakup with Jiang Pengji.

At this moment, Jiang Pengji took the initiative to talk to it. It felt a little worried and felt that it was not a good thing.

"What's missing?" the system asked her.

Jiang Pengji looked through the barrage records seemingly nonchalantly, one after another every day, starting from today.

Because of her strong memory and extremely fast reading speed, she can read records faster than flipping through a book.

"I remember you once told me that your full name is [Plane Palace Fighting Live Broadcast System]. Not to mention the modern times on the other side of the live broadcast room, even in my interstellar era, the plane theory has always been pursued by scientists. One of the scientific research goals.”

Jiang Pengji said coldly, but the system's heart skipped a beat, and she didn't dare to speak loudly, wishing to erase her own existence.

"What if a cross-dimensional live broadcast room suddenly pops up on a live broadcast platform in my plane, and is confirmed to be real..." Jiang Pengji tilted her head, and the sneer on her lips made the system shudder, "You said, a normal government Will machines or powerful forces with a certain say be really indifferent? But I have looked through the barrage records for so long, and there seems to be no abnormality. "

Jiang Pengji said it lightly, but it was like a thunderbolt if it fell into the ears of the system.

After intimidating the system, she sighed and said, "Can you explain why this is?"

She has always been highly suspicious and wary of the system. Why?

Because the system simply isn't worthy of her trust.

There are too many tricks behind the other party's back, and she would be a fool to believe it.

If she hadn't tested it several times and confirmed that the viewers in the live broadcast room were real and indeed connected to another dimension, she would have doubted whether these "audiences" were fake. The so-called plane live broadcast system was just the system's own writing, directing and acting. The illusion created.

The plane was real, but some important barrage content was missing. Jiang Pengji had to suspect that the system was operating in secret.

Any bullet comments involving the official forces of that plane were all secretly cleared by the system. In other words, those people were not qualified to enter the live broadcast room, let alone the content of the bullet comments. What exactly does the system want to do?

After a long time, Jiang Pengji thought that the system was going to play dumb, and the other party gave an explanation.

"The anchor's live broadcast level is too low, and he does not have the authority in this regard. In addition, the theme of the live broadcast room is palace fighting, and your task is only to broadcast how to fight in the palace, from a noble lady of the aristocratic family to a queen who reigns over the world. Therefore, what you need is an audience who is interested in this, not a group of speculators with ulterior motives. As a system, we must strictly control and ensure the watchability of the live broadcast."

The system replied coldly.

He added, "As a system, my responsibility is to guide the anchor on the right path. Any content that is not related to the main line and the elements that affect the watchability of the audience in the live broadcast room must be cleared, so the official forces of that plane cannot enter the live broadcast room, let alone produce content that is misleading to the anchor. Regarding this, you can carefully read the live broadcast agreement signed at the beginning."

The system is fair and just, and it follows the rules and regulations. She can't say anything about it.

Jiang Pengji secretly sighed.

Anyway, there is only one system, whether it is black or white, why not let it make up its own story?

No matter what the other party said, she didn't believe a word.

Jiang Pengji sneered and said, "It's good this way. Anyway, I don't like dealing with strange forces."

Her life is her own decision, and no one can interfere.

Hearing her say this, the system secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After a long time, the coachman's sigh came from outside, and the carriage stopped in front of the door of the house where Mr. Yuan Jing was staying.