Eight Hundred and Eighty-Six: Northern Overlord (23)

Jiang Pengji sat down on Liu She's lower right, her eyes shifted, and she looked at these people with the same scrutiny.

Aware of Jiang Pengji's contemptuous scrutiny, several people were quite unhappy.

They are the guests of Liu She, and they have acquaintance with each other in the same generation on weekdays. As Liu She's daughter, Jiang Pengji should have saluted them as juniors. Not only did they not salute now, but they also proudly skipped this link, and now they still look at them with such disrespectful eyes.

For a moment, there was some displeasure in everyone's hearts, and their opinions on Jiang Pengji were even greater.

Liu She saw all of this in her eyes, he understood her daughter's temperament, and it would definitely be another Shura field later.

He took the initiative to set up a bridge between Jiang Pengji and the Chongzhou gentry, trying to ease the embarrassing atmosphere between the two.

At this time, one of them opened his mouth.

He asked, "Liuzhou Mu said earlier that he had something important to discuss with us, but what is it?"

Jiang Pengji was sitting in her seat, holding the handle of the brocade sandalwood fan in her right hand, tapping the palm of her left hand repeatedly.

She was idle and bored, so she simply opened the live broadcast room.

The viewers thought that Jiang Pengji's live broadcast was over today, and they went back to their homes and looked for their mothers. The live broadcast room, which had been closed for almost an hour, suddenly opened again. Everyone moved in quickly, and a few middle-aged men led by E Guanbo appeared on the screen. Judging from the sitting postures of the group of people and the surrounding environment, it is estimated that they are in a meeting? With this doubt in mind, the audience went to their anchor again.

Search and search—eh?

Where did the anchor go?

The audience was stunned for a moment, and a terrible idea jumped out.

Could it be that after such a short period of time, the anchor of this live broadcast room has changed again?

[PHS Express]: Σ(°△°|||)︴——Bridge bean sack, this elegant young lady, who are you!

[Pear Blossom Broken Jade]: Surprised! It turns out that our anchor is a master of women's clothing? So beautiful, looks like the baby's husband.

[Shui Ning Ye]: The troublemaker upstairs, eating a baby with a machete, that is clearly my father-in-law!

[A Roasted Chicken]: I was surprised, this is definitely a series in my lifetime! Yaoshou, the anchor can even wear makeup and women's clothing!

Jiang Pengji seldom puts on makeup, and she always wears a bare face on weekdays.

Of course, her skin has always been good, even without makeup, her appearance is above average.

Now, through the skillful hands of the maid, the eight-point appearance has also been improved to ten. Coupled with the aggressive aura, it gives people the illusion of a queen patrolling the territory and servants. The audience in the live broadcast room locked their cameras on Jiang Pengji and took screenshots at 360 degrees.

It has been more than six years since Jiang Pengji opened the live broadcast room, and it was the first time for the audience to see her dressed like an aristocratic girl. .

After the shock, the audience turned their attention to other places, and then heard such infuriating words.

One person said, "Liuzhou Mu is in his prime of life. From my point of view, it is far from the time to abdicate. It's not malicious provocation, it's just that your wife has reached the age of marriage. Once married, she will be a member of her husband's family. The incense of Liuzhou Mu After all, Lord Sanlang will inherit it."

[Panbing Guozi]: Who is this thing? Who gave him such a big face to say this? Can this sowing dissension be any worse?

[Pearl Milk Tea]: I'm afraid he doesn't know how to write the word death!

[Goubuli Baozi]: Don't be cowardly, the anchor, slap him, and let him try what is called a spinning top! The face is really big, and I don't even piss to take pictures of what I am. The little fairy in our family is something that mortals can put their beaks at will?

The audience was furious.

Who didn't crawl out of the mother's belly, but this person is special, he was pulled out of the chrysanthemum?

So superior?

The audience was filled with righteous indignation, they believed that Jiang Pengji would not suffer, but letting such a clown jump in front of her would affect the mood of their host, Little Fairy. The little fairy was unhappy, and they couldn't be happy either.

Do you know what a little fairy is?

That is Tai Sui!

Tai Sui broke ground on his head,

I think my life is too long.

Jiang Pengji always maintained an upright sitting posture, but there was a mocking sneer on the corner of her lips.

Liu Zhao silently lowered his sense of presence, ate and drank, showing signs of getting closer to Yang Si.

Otherwise, what else could he do?

This is a big boss meeting, anyone with arms thicker than his thighs!

For the sake of his own life, he should be a quiet and handsome man.

No matter if it's the ignorant sister-in-law, the scheming father, or the big brother of the Chongzhou family, he can't afford to offend any of them.

However, if I don’t go to the mountain, I will go to the mountain.

Liu Zhao was also shot while lying down.

Hearing someone talking about himself, he raised his head in a daze, recalling what the person said just now, he broke out in a cold sweat.

He glanced nervously at Liu She, who was looking worried, and Jiang Pengji, who was expressionless, and quickly made amends with a dry smile.

"Several uncles think highly of the boy. My sister's talent is known all over the world. She is the lord of a state before the weak crown, and now she can help my father. How can the boy be compared with the elder sister? To be honest, boy Nowadays, Mr. Xixi still scolds Yumu's head for being useless. From now on, I just hope that my sister can take pity on this incompetent younger brother and support him a little bit."

Liu Zhao belittled himself as worthless, and even showed a shy and silly smile.

Such a useless gesture made the bigwigs of the aristocratic family show disdain.

Liu Zhao had already given in, but the man just now refused to give up easily.

He continued to support his beard with a smile, and said with a smile, "Father Tiger has no sons, why should San Lang be so self-effacing? There are many late bloomers in this world. You are the son of Liuzhou Shepherd, and you have a bright future. Besides, Since ancient times, men have always inherited the family business. How can there be any reason for the son-in-law to inherit it? This is not a dowry for others in vain, but it cuts off the family incense? The ancestors know it, and maybe they will scold their children and grandchildren for being unfilial. For this reason, Mr. Sanlang should also study hard and strive to inherit the clan as soon as possible."

The more he listened, the more pale Liu Zhao's face became.

Today's protagonist is his sister-in-law, not him, an old thing who doesn't distinguish between primary and secondary!

Is this trying to put him on the fire and roast him to death?

Just as Liu Zhao was about to open his mouth, he heard a soft sound in his ear, which was neither light nor heavy, enough to attract everyone's attention.

I saw his sister-in-law opened the sandalwood brocade fan in her hand, revealing the fan painted with beautiful mountains and rivers.

Hearing the movement, the man maliciously provocatively said, "Why, Miss Liu family thinks what the old man said is wrong?"

Jiang Pengji looked at him with a sneer, and the man smiled triumphantly, as if he had won a battle. In his opinion, Jiang Pengji couldn't talk to him, so she had nothing to say. Tsk, I thought she would be difficult to deal with, but to put it bluntly, she is still a woman, vulnerable to a single blow.

Before the smile faded from the man's face, Jiang Pengji said coldly, "There are two Liuzhou shepherds here, you are also old people who are familiar with etiquette, why don't you even have this kind of rules? When you see the Lord of a state, you don't pay homage. Whose rules are so elegant and refined? If you don't understand, this house will condescend and teach you."