Jincheng.

Guan Ji came out of Zhang's Mansion and was about to get on the carriage when she heard a crisp cry: "But sister?"

Guan Ji followed the sound and saw a carriage slowly coming from the other end of the road. Behind the carriage were several young men riding horses.

The carriage opened a corner, revealing a small face that looked both angry and happy. Who else could it be if it wasn't Zhang Xingyi?

Before the carriage stopped, Zhang Xingyi jumped off the carriage and ran to Guan Ji. Her big eyes turned into crescent moons: "It's really my sister. Isn't my sister in Hanzhong? When did she return to Jincheng?"

"Just got back yesterday."

Guan Ji looked at the girl in front of her, feeling a little dazed. She hadn't seen her for a long time. She seemed to have grown taller again?

Even the childish look on his face has faded, and he has really started to grow up.

"Sister, why are you here? But Feng..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Ji seemed to be worried. She looked back at the young men following her and saw them dismounting and looking at her from a distance. Then she lowered her voice again, "

But what can Feng Langjun do to bring my sister back?"

As soon as the words "Feng Langjun" came out, she didn't know if Guan Ji was overthinking it. She just felt that there was an embarrassment between the two of them. However, this embarrassment disappeared in a flash, and even she couldn't

confirm.

"Exactly."

Guan Ji smiled slightly, "That's why I came here to talk to Brother Zhang about something."

"Sister, you look really pretty when you smile!"

Even though they are both women, Zhang Ji had to exclaim, "My sister never wore women's clothes before, let alone smiled. I never thought that she would smile so beautifully in women's clothes now!"

After Guan Ji heard this, although she was a little shy, she felt inexplicably happy. She habitually touched Zhang Ji's head and raised the corners of her mouth, "I'm afraid my little sister will be even prettier than me in the future."

Before going to Hanzhong, she often stayed with her aunt, and her younger sister often came to see her aunt. She regarded Zhang Ji as her sister, and Zhang Ji regarded her as her sister. The two had not seen each other for a long time, and now they suddenly met, and she couldn't help but feel a little like they had reunited.

joy.

"I have grown up. Sister, don't touch my head anymore."

A little girl who is in the growing stage is most afraid of being seen as a child. Zhang Ji turned her head away dissatisfied, not letting Guan Ji touch her head like before, and pouted at the same time.

The scene of the little sister holding her legs and acting coquettishly was still like yesterday. Unexpectedly, she suddenly became a popular girl. Guan Ji felt a little happy and unknown sour in her heart.

Looking at the young men looking back curiously, he nodded, "Looking at those young men behind me, I know that my little sister has grown up."

"Sister, don't make fun of me!"

Zhang Ji looked shy and said, "It's just a coincidence that we met on the road."

When Guan Ji heard this, she looked at the people behind her and smiled again without criticizing her.

If they didn't want to get close to the little sister, how could they meet by chance?

From this point of view, there are many people in Jincheng who want to marry their younger sister.

But as soon as the younger sister saw her, she asked about Feng Langjun. This shows that although the younger sister and Feng Lang haven't seen each other for a long time, they still haven't forgotten him.

Thinking of this, Guan Ji felt a little complicated.

On the other hand, the young men who were paying attention here saw Guan Ji looking towards them and inadvertently smiling, and their eyes suddenly seemed like a hundred flowers blooming.

This woman is truly extremely beautiful!

Thinking again that Zhang Ji first called the woman "Sister", everyone murmured in their hearts: Whose girl is this? How come there has never been such an outstanding woman before?

At the same time, I thought, this girl must have an extraordinary identity, right?

Thinking like this, looking at Zhang Ji who still has a sentiment of youthfulness, and then looking at Guan Ji who is unparalleled in elegance, my heart suddenly felt hot.

"Whose husbands are they all? Is there anyone whom my little sister likes?"

Guan Ji asked tentatively.

If there is, then it is naturally the best.

But Zhang Ji shook her head, breaking her little extravagant hope, "My little sister has never said a few words to them, and some of them even don't know whose family they belong to."

He smiled again as he said, "As for whether you like it or not, it's hard to say."

As soon as these words came out, Guan Ji's heart moved.

"If they stand there and say nothing, it would be a bit pleasing to the eye. But as soon as they start talking, it is extremely ridiculous. They are not good at writing poems, but they want to forcefully sing them out for others to listen to. They are not good at martial arts, but they still want to brag."

"It's all based on the inheritance left by our fathers. I haven't established any achievements myself. How can I be pleasing to the eye?"

Having said this, Zhang Ji smiled slyly and whispered, "If you are unhappy in any way, watching them make trouble is like playing monkeys, but it is also fun."

Guan Ji naturally knew that Zhang Ji had been quirky since she was a child, but she didn't expect that the young gentlemen who showed their attentiveness to her would look like this in her eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense. Putting aside martial arts, how many books have you read about poetry and poetry? How do you know that someone is not good at writing? Besides, it's normal for someone to be so talented, but he has not yet established his achievements."

It's just that Guan Ji has a calm temper and won't mess around with Zhang Ji, so she said something fair.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ji looked away after hearing this, but then looked sideways, "Sister, what I said makes no sense. I don't understand poetry very well, but I have heard a few excellent articles. Besides, even if I am a little girl,

My sister doesn’t understand their poetry, but my mother still understands it.”

"As for young men like them who have made great achievements at such a young age, my little sister unfortunately knows a few..."

There is something in the words, there is something in the words...

Guan Ji smiled helplessly, thinking that this little girl has really grown up.

"Okay, okay, sister said the wrong thing."

Both of them can be considered noble ladies, at least in name only.

In addition, my parents are all heroes, so it is natural for me to have high vision.

In addition, there is a young man who can open his mouth and recite unparalleled poems, build a large business with his bare hands, and even interact with the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty. They all have entanglements with them, so how can ordinary people get into them?

eyes?

Thinking of this, Guan Ji couldn't help but feel a little confused and a little ashamed.

Normally I don't feel it, but when I face my little sister, as an elder sister, I always feel guilty that I have stolen my little sister's sweetheart.

After all, in the beginning, the younger sister was the first person who almost got engaged to Feng Lang.

Well, the country woman who abandoned Feng Langli's hometown doesn't count.

After Zhang Ji received Guan Ji's apology, and saw the apology on her face, a glimmer of success in her scheme flashed away in her eyes, and then she asked with a smile, "Sister, when you return to Jincheng this time, you have to stay..."

How long? When will we go to Hanzhong again?"

"I don't know this."

Guan Ji shook her head, "We still have to wait for news from Feng Langjun in Hanzhong."

Zhang Ji was overjoyed that she finally got involved with him!

At that moment, he asked impatiently, "What news does Feng Langjun want to send?"

"We can't say for now, we'll have to wait and see."

Guan Ji thought about papermaking and wondered if it could be done there.

"If you don't tell me, don't tell me. Then Feng Langjun asked my sister to come back, but he didn't ask her to bring anything back?"

In fact, what she wanted to ask was whether Feng Langjun had brought anything back for her. It would be best if he believed her.

Zhang Ji, who has reached the age where she likes to dream, is actually no different from ordinary girls in some aspects, that is, she always thinks about meeting a perfect husband one day.

Her lord is a world-famous hero, so of course this husband must also be a hero.

She has often visited her aunt's house since she was a child. Her uncle is Wolong, who is well-known in the world, so of course this husband must have the magnanimity of a prime minister to guide the world.

She has had no adults since she was a child, and her brother has to work hard for the Zhang family every day, so this husband should not only care about her, but also be her playmate.

So Feng Langjun fell into the world...

Except for the slight lack of appearance, which was lost to her uncle and the Zhao brothers, the rest not only fully satisfied all her fantasies, but also gave her an additional bonus - if the literary talent is advanced, she can write heroic essays, if she retreats, she can sing the poems of the daughter of her boudoir.

.

The young hero, the first young gentleman of the Han Dynasty, contributed to national policies and gave guidance to the country. He could make a curved shaft plow and an eight-oxen plow that benefited the country and the people. He could also weave grass dogs out of weeds, make whistles out of willow branches, and also

Can make your own look out of wood...

Even without leaving home, he has made an enviable income - no one in Jincheng today knows that pastures and textile workshops are an industry that cannot be finished in a lifetime. What is this but caring?

There is no better husband than him in the world!

The longer they were separated, the more fantasies they had, and the more they unknowingly perfected a certain country bumpkin, the more Zhang Ji felt that country bumpkin was rare...

Distance produces beauty, nothing more than that.

So how do you tell her to look down on people who deliberately try to please her?

"That's not true."

Zhang Ji was immediately disappointed.
To be continued...