Pei Zhi naturally took this aspect into consideration.
If this aspect of the matter was not resolved, Pei Zhi would naturally not bring these matters to the little girl.
Seeing that Pei Zhi didn't speak, Jiang Li sighed and sat down.
"Third brother, we still have a long way to go to achieve this goal."
If the third brother had more power in the future, it would probably be easier to deal with this aspect.
Although Pei Zhi is a popular figure around His Majesty, he has only arrived in Luoyang and has not yet fully established himself.
Pei Zhi looked at the little girl's expression that suddenly dimmed.
He raised his eyebrows and smiled softly: "Ah Li, of course I am also aware of the things you have considered."
When Jiang Li heard this, her eyebrows became a little more excited again.
Right!
How could the third brother, who is so smart, not know about things that he has already considered.
His almond-shaped eyes were round, and he pulled Pei Zhi's sleeve: "Third brother, I think so, so don't show off."
Pei Zhi couldn't help laughing when he saw the little girl's expression.
Jiang Li rarely looked like this in front of him, but now that she suddenly saw her, she still felt some unspeakable feelings in her heart.
There will be no more selling out.
"I raised this issue with His Majesty. Your Majesty is a wise king and agreed. I just need to improve it a bit in the future."
Jiang Li was overjoyed when she heard this.
As expected of the third brother!
I was still thinking that since the third brother had not established a firm foothold, many things would naturally be inconvenient, but he did not expect that the third brother had already prepared these things!
She made no secret of her joy and threw herself at Pei Zhi: "Third brother, you are the best and best third brother in the world!"
Pei Zhi looked at the person who was acting coquettishly on him, with an obvious smile on his lips, and teased: "Do you have another third brother?"
Jiang Li shook his head like a rattle: "Of course you are the only third brother."
"Third brother is the only third brother in the world!"
The pear blossoms have opened outside the window, and warm sunlight shines into the study through the gaps between the pear blossom leaves.
There is a feeling of spring.
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Border.
Yuan Jing suffered a lot in the army during this period. He had lost a lot of weight after only two months here.
Even though the Yuanjie Sect was around to take care of him, it had no effect at all. Those veterans looked down on him and naturally they would not obey the discipline.
And Yuan Jing is stubborn when it comes to these things.
Ever since he finished talking about the bet last time, Bearded Beard brought a group of young men to greet him every now and then.
Yuan Jing had never learned any kung fu at all. Many times, when they deliberately made things difficult for him, his body was covered in bruises and bruises, with almost no good skin left.
The bearded group always felt that this young man had delicate skin and would leave soon after being teased like this.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Jing gritted his teeth and persisted.
The young general who was taking care of him felt a little distressed every time he saw this scene, and couldn't help but persuade him.
Yuan Jing bandaged the injured parts of his body silently.
After a while, he suddenly said: "General, you don't have to persuade me anymore."
"Now that I'm here, I will never leave without some achievements."
The young general said: "Master Yuan, Master Yuan is always very worried. Even if you don't have any achievements, you will still be stronger than many people after you return."
He doesn't understand this.
If he had such a good background, he would not come to this borderland. Life would be miserable, but life would be precarious. With his head in his belt, he might die at some point.
Yuan Jing didn't look up at him when he heard this.
"General, a man born between heaven and earth should take revenge."
"Everyone has different thoughts. There is no need to say anything more, General."
If there is a disagreement between two people, it will be fruitless to continue talking about it.
After Yuan Jing was bandaged, he stood up. There was still one month left before the bet he had made.
As long as I survive this month, the days to come will probably be much better.
The bearded man, whose real name is Zhang Qishan, did not expect Yuan Jing to be so persistent, and became a little anxious when he remembered the previous bet.
If that kid wins, he will lose his face.
There was a man who looked like a younger brother among them and said, "Brother Zhang, why don't we give him some obstacles and make the coach misunderstand him and expel him from the military camp."
Zhang Qishan fell silent after hearing this.
His eyes fell on this little brother.
When someone like my younger brother saw the look he was throwing towards him, he thought it was his suggestion and touched his head in embarrassment.
Zhang Qishan looked a little unhappy: "According to your wishes, we want to frame our colleagues."
Although I didn't want that kid to win and wanted to drive that kid out of the business, I wouldn't use such despicable means.
When the younger brother heard this, he realized that the person in front of him was a little angry, and he hurriedly defended himself: "Brother Zhang, that's not what I meant, I was just joking."
His expression was a little bitter, but he was obviously thinking about the person in front of him...
Zhang Qishan stood up, and the group of people around him followed him.
He said in a deep voice: "Although I don't want that little self-employment, if anyone dares to do such a despicable trick and I find out, I will not forgive him lightly."
The group of Luoluo around them hurriedly said yes.
Zhang Qishan was brave and righteous in battle, and his words carried great weight among their group.
Thinking of the way that thin young man gritted his teeth and persevered every time he was deliberately targeted by him, Zhang Qishan suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
Maybe this person is really different from those young masters in the past.
After Yuan Jing bandaged himself, he returned to the room and took out the two pieces of rice paper he finally left behind.
In the military camp, this thing was extremely rare. Yuan Jie and the others probably knew that every time they sent him a letter, it would contain several pieces of rice paper.
Yuan Jing laid the rice paper upright on the table, holding a crude brush in his hand. The ink cartridge he finally left behind was almost dry.
But he didn't care about this at all and started writing the letter seriously.
During his time in the military camp, he also developed the habit of reporting good news but not bad news.
Whenever I write a letter back, I only talk about fun and interesting things, without mentioning a word about the suffering I suffered behind my back.
Yuan Jie sent someone to be by his side, so he naturally knew what kind of life his youngest son was living, but he had no other choice but to feel distressed.
After putting away the letter, he took out another piece of rice paper, with some special emotion in his eyes.
I don’t know how Ah Yue is doing during this time——
I have a thousand words in my heart, but I don’t know how to put them down.
He picked up the pen and considered it.
"Ayue, okay? It's been two months since I came to the military camp. The people in the military camp are warm and treat me well. The scenery at the border is quite good, and the desert is vast. It's a lot of fun when galloping horses. It's just that the wind and sand are too strong, and it blows a little on my face. pain."
"The first ray of sunshine rises in the morning, and then the golden light shines on the earth. It is particularly spectacular. If you see it, you will definitely be happy."
Yuan Jing covered his wound, hissed, thought for a while, and then wrote: "If there is a chance in the future, you and I can watch the solitary smoke in the desert and the sunset over the long river."
He rambled on and wrote some interesting things that happened recently, and then folded the letter carefully.
After thinking about it for a while, he seemed to feel something was wrong, so he unfolded the rice paper again and added: "Ah Yue, please remember to miss me, Yuan Jing wrote it himself."
He opened it and looked at it again, nodded to himself, and then stuffed the letter into the envelope again with satisfaction.
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