The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 815 Chapter 815: Jianzhou Mansion, Settled on Beijing (4)

Wei Ci frowned slightly, "Why would it be so late?"

It was rude to visit him late at midnight. Longevity is a child. If you ca n’t take it seriously, you may not be an adult.

The concierge bowed his head, and this man was honest and could not say a word easily.

Besides, he really can't describe it. The coming person didn't report the history at all, but only the host and friend.

"Forget it, I'll check it out."

Wei Ci sighed and held Changsheng to the flower hall.

When the familiar back came into view, he was almost shocked and threw Changsheng out.

Of course, even if he wants to throw it, he can't.

Longevity baby is too heavy.

Qian Ying's master put down his wide cloak hood, exposed the calm and cold face, and raised his eyebrows at the child in Wei Ci's arms.

"See lord!"

"Do you have children?"

Jiang Yanji's gaze fell on Changsheng's face. The child's cheeks were chubby, and his cheeks were flushed with two strokes, which looked very cute.

Wei Ci smiled bitterly, "Why is the protagonist joking? This is the elder of the Huai Yu family. The protagonist has not seen her for half a year, for fear that he forgot."

Children can grow up when they see the wind, let alone half a year, maybe they don't know each other after half a month.

"Fat a few laps, I almost didn't recognize it. You are too heavy to hold, leave me here."

Jiang Yanji glanced at Wei Ci's body bone, always feeling that the longevity baby could crush him to death.

Wei Ci bowed her head in silence, but handed her the longevity.

"Why did the children of the Huaiyu family run here?"

Jiang Yanji asked idlely and bored.

"Huaiyu probably wanted to regenerate one, but the instinctual eternal life found the intention. Changsheng probably felt that Huaiyu was going to discard her, and she came to find kindness and comfort when she was uncomfortable. The child was forgetful and waited until tomorrow I've forgotten everything. "

Don't look at the young children, maybe they understand everything, but just can't express it.

Wei Ci feels that even if it is a child, adults cannot ignore their existence and feelings at will.

Oh, Jiang Yanji said nothing.

There were several lights burning in the hall, and the orange candlelight was looming in the dark, as if he was in a hesitant mood.

"My lord came late at night, what can I do?" Wei Ci saw Jiang Yanji not speaking for a long time, but just silently watching the slowly sleeping longevity. He only felt that his throat was astringent, and he was almost pulled into the memory. The topic broke the atmosphere at this time.

Jiang Yanji patted Changsheng and lowered his voice.

"It was inconvenient to ask you about the previous banquet-how was the matter in Beijiang?"

Wei Ci's nerves tightened, and the fragmentary picture in his mind was thrown into the depths of his memory.

"Return to the lord, everything is going on step by step."

"Can there be a change in northern Xinjiang? Has the senior manager ever asked herders to raise rabbits and sheep in private?"

Wei Ci shook his head, "No such news yet. Northern Xinjiang ’s royal court regime was turbulent because of the horse plague incident last year. Northern Xinjiang ’s kings still say the same thing, but other small tribes in northern Xinjiang have complained. The king is constantly moving. They are busy fighting for power, and they can't even care about several large horse farms. How can they care about the life and death of ordinary herders?

No matter in this life or past life, this horse plague is a number that can't be avoided in northern Xinjiang.

If it wasn't for horse plague that severely damaged the vitality of northern Xinjiang, and there was no room to move south in a few years, Dongqing was afraid of danger.

The horse plagues of the previous life made the northern Xinjiang lose the best time for the southern expedition. When they recovered their vitality, the Central Plains was already trapping a vicious wolf.

At that time, Beijiang also wanted to take advantage of the chaos in the Central Plains and take advantage of the fishermen. It never occurred to him that Jiang Yanji, who had been fighting with the princes before, would suddenly stop, at the expense of concession, and adopted an alliance foreign policy and turned his head Go to northern Xinjiang.

When North Xinjiang was killed by her, she turned her head and allied with her torn face.

In previous lives, northern Xinjiang was a cannon fodder. What is this life ... Well, it is estimated that the end will be even worse.

Isn't the protagonist so careful in operating the northern forces that he wants to sharpen his sword to the north?

Wei Ci said, "It will be two or three years after the Northern Xinjiang Imperial Court finds out."

At that time, there are only two roads in front of Beijiang--

First, backwater battle! Regardless of the continued development of the ranch, raise warhorses and improve combat effectiveness. As long as they capture the Central Plains, they will have vast and fertile land and inexhaustible resources, and they will no longer have to be squeezed into the northern Xinjiang where food is scarce.

Second, deploy staff to deal with rabbits and sheep showing signs of flooding, allowing time for the grasslands to recover.

If the former, it would be a big bet for Northern Xinjiang.

You won everything, you lost the loss, and you did n’t even have pants left.

If it is the latter, it will be necessary to delay several years for Beijiang to restore its vitality, which is enough time for Jiang Yanji to develop his forces.

Jiang Yanji listened with satisfaction.

If there were a few more multi-functional angels like Xiang Weici, she would probably no longer worry about manpower.

Wei Ci was uncomfortable, and his eyes did not even dare to fall on Jiang Yanji, his eyes dodging.

"If the protagonist wants to talk about this, he can talk about it tomorrow, why should he come late at night?"

The identity of the protagonist has just been restored. If it appears that he appeared in the subordinate's home late at night, I don't know what unpleasant peach-colored gossip will spread.

"I want to come and come." Jiang Yanji said.

Wei Ci was speechless, which really fits the consistent strong style of his protagonist.

After the two had finished their official business, the atmosphere fell into a weird silence, as if the mud was getting thicker and thicker.

Wei Ci's gaze swept across the sweet eternal life of sleep, a question rushed into my heart.

He couldn't restrain the impulse at all.

"Listen to Huaiyu, Changsheng's little name was born by the protagonist?"

Jiang Yanji looked up at him, and said, "Isn't there a custom for my father to ask for the well-being of the newborn, please passers-by?" Huaiyu begged me, and I can't always push it out, not to mention, the longevity child was delivered by myself. Yes, she pleases again ... "

Wei Ci whispered, "Easy and worry-free, longevity."

Jiang Yanji frowned secretly, and Wei Ci's words were exactly what she used to name her longevity.

Wei Cigui said to God, "Listening to Huaiyu, he always wanted to have another child. At that time, I'm afraid he will ask for the protagonist."

Jiang Yanji smiled and said, "I can't do well with literature, it's also vulgar to name it. There is a long life, and Huaiyu will not rush to find abuse."

When it comes to calculations and the like, she definitely does not advise, but when it comes to literary talent, she is really in a hurry.

It is not illiterate, but in the face of the real hegemony, it is estimated that it is close to illiteracy.

"Not necessarily. Even if it's just for peace of mind, Huaiyu will ask for a name."

"According to you, I should think about it in advance for emergency needs?" Jiang Yanji originally wanted Wei Ci to be a gunman, and helped her take a male and female name and keep it for spare, but she could see that Wei The kindness is not high, she can only take it by herself. "With longevity, how about a good longevity? Whether it is longevity or good fortune, it can be a male or a female name, and the moral is good ..."

Wei Ci was completely silent.

Jiang Yanji felt that he was sad.

→ _ → The suggestion is quite obvious, Changsheng Fushou is the eldest daughter and young son of the past beauty.

_ (: з 」∠) _ If careful friends will probably find that in the memory of Gu Min, Ji Ji has only one daughter, but Wei Ci has one son and one daughter. Daughter inherited the throne, where did the son go?

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