Chapter 450: Money That Grew on Trees (IV)

Children were the most sensitive to their surroundings. With her sparkling eyes open, Changsheng did not know what was going on.

Jiang Pengji stroked Changsheng’s thick hair and said softly, “Huaiyu, don’t be so nervous. Don’t frighten Changsheng.”

Feng Jin quietly heaved a sigh of relief and he did not know whether to cry or to laugh. Could he not be worried?

An earthquake had struck Dongqing when Changsheng was born. Now, when she had just met the lord, 20000 unknown troops and horses were outside the city. Although the Xiangyang District today was not considered to be weak and had all kinds of defensive equipment ready, war was never a good thing.

He was really afraid that people would hold superstitions towards his daughter. How could he not be worried?

“It may not be a bad thing. Let’s go and have a look first.”

She played with Changsheng for a while. After making sure that the little girl was not frightened, she returned Changsheng to Feng Jin.

Jiang Pengji grabbed the windbreaker’s lapel. She flipped it from her shoulders, stretched her arms, and put it on nimbly.

“Let’s go.”

Feng Jin pursed his lips and did not move. There was a perplexed look in his eyes.

Qiguan Rang walked slightly slower and whispered to Feng Jin, “The Lord isn’t a reckless, brainless person.”

“I know. After all, we’re friends who’ve known each other for many years. Lanting is reliable,” Feng Jin spoke in a deep voice, and enveloped Changsheng with his wide sleeves.

To be honest, he really felt that he was about to stop breathing when Meng Hun came to report the news just now. He was afraid that Jiang Pengji could not suppress her emotions and Changsheng who was in her arms would become the victim. Feng Jin really did not dare to imagine it…

Fortunately, she was better than he had feared. She could control herself and she was more courageous and more broadminded.

At that moment, Feng Jin almost had the urge to cry.

He kissed the innocent Changsheng and he felt the relief of having brushed close to death.

Changsheng giggled when her father kissed her. She stretched upward in his arms, elongated her neck, and gave her father’s cheek a peck.

Qiguan Rang and Feng Jin stepped out of the government office one by one. They could no longer see Jiang Pengji ahead.

Time was running out. She had already mounted a horse and rushed to the city’s edge.

Xiangyang District was alarmed by the cries of birds. People closed their stalls and hid in their homes. The streets were already empty.

Sitting in the carriage, Feng Jin and Qiguan Rang only climbed the city gate after a while.

Standing behind the pilaster, Jiang Pengji had a solemn look on her face. Xu Ke had arrived just a little earlier than Feng Jin and Qiguan Rang, and he was panting.

“Who are those people? Could it be that they’re the Tsing Yi Army again?” Xu Ke stabilized his breathing. His face was sweating.

The messenger was half-squatting on the ground and said respectfully, “According to the spies at the front, the other party has about 2000 mounted archers and more than 5000 capable and vigorous infantry. Moreover, the enemies are clad in armor, and they’re well equipped. As for the rest, the specific situation is yet to be known due to the distance.”

Jiang Pengji stood with one of her arms akimbo and rested her other arm on her forehead. She did not speak for a long time.

Xu Ke asked, “Lord, why don’t we dispatch someone to spy on them?”

Jiang Pengji gently smacked her lips and turned her head. She realized that all three strategists had arrived, and there was also the child.

Feng Jin was afraid to leave the child in the government office. He covered Changsheng with his wide sleeves so she would not be exposed to the wind.

Apart from the three of them, it was as if the viewers in the streaming room were also confronted by a formidable enemy. They felt that there would be another war that day.

Jintian Jixu Wugengya: “Has the Tsing Yi Army come to ask for a beating when it hasn’t been peaceful for long?”

Yidingyao Moping Zhaiwu: “Oh my gosh. I’m a little afraid of blood. People die in wars. Should I leave the streaming room before anything starts?”

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Xianggu Lamemeng: “I had nightmares for a few days when I watched the streamer besieging Xiangyang District and killed General Jiu of the Tsing Yi Army last time.”

Nimen Buyao Qifuta: “A war is about to break out. The minority should retreat quickly!”

Seeing the bullet screens, Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows… What were those?

“Why are you all here? Huaiyu, the wind is strong at the city gate. Aren’t you afraid that Changsheng will catch cold?”

It was definitely Jingxian’s credit that Feng Jin had such a broad mind and Changsheng could be raised into such a fair and chubby child.

“Lord… This…”

Feng Jin knew Jiang Pengji well. She did not have the stern look of a leader facing war on her face at all. Instead, she looked somewhat relaxed. This was strange.

“I don’t know who they are, but I don’t think they’re coming for us. The alert will be revoked temporarily.”

Jiang Pengji had been in wars for many years in her previous life. She had way more experience in wars than those beside her. Her mental brain domain had basically recovered. She had an extremely strong perception towards qi. She could naturally see that there was no pugnacity in the troops. If they were here to attack Xiangyang District, their aggression would have been formidable.

“Seeing how easily surprised and frightened all of you are, you’re still too young.” She smacked her lips. “Dispatch someone to ask about their purpose in coming here.”

Laosiji Lianmeng: “As expected, I should believe in the streamer. Her facial expression is very normal. Everything will be fine.”

Jintian Fagaofeila: “I’m frightened out of my wits. I felt that my heart was stuck in my throat already, just now.”

Even if the streamer was in another dimension, they still did not like a massacre. It was best if a battle could be avoided.

“Messengers should neither be beheaded nor hung. They won’t kill when we’re just asking about their intention of coming here,” Jiang Pengji said in a calm and collected manner and an unperturbed look on her face. There was an absolute, inspiring confidence in her black eyes.

“Although I think this is just nonsense… Wars are wars. One would die sooner or later. Why are there so many useless protocols…” Jiang Pengji made a noise of disapproval. She somewhat disdained the so-called battlefield rules. In her era, one would fight when one was in a bad mood. Who would inform the enemy before a battle?

The three of them were at a loss whether to cry or to laugh. At that moment, Changsheng who had been quiet giggled, which turned Feng Jin’s expression grave.

She was actually tickled by Feng Jin’s sleeves when they were lifted by the strong gusts of wind at the city gate.

Jiang Pengji simply took off her windbreaker. She folded it and put it on Feng Jin’s shoulders to cover Changsheng who was in his arms.

“Thank you, Lord.”

Jiang Pengji shot him a glance. “You’re speaking too much nonsense.”

Jiang Pengji had waited for a very long time. Finally, the messenger who had been dispatched had returned. A man who was about 40 years old with some gray hair at his temples came back with him. He looked clean and upright. His facial features were more distinct and dimensional than the men in the Central Plains.

His eyes were not purely black, but a faint brown.

The man stopped and stood ten steps away from her. He scanned Jiang Pengji from head to toe with his watery eyes.

He seemed to have confirmed something. He gathered his sleeves and bent over to give her a bow.

“I’m Gu Xin. I’m here to give you my greetings, Young Master.”

At that moment, not only were Feng Jin and the others puzzled, but the viewers in the streaming room were struck dumb. Even Jiang Pengji was startled.

What was going on?

Jiang Pengji said, “Sir, take it easy. What are you doing?”

Although that was what she said, she had some vague guesses in her mind.

The man said that his name was Gu Xin and he addressed her “Young Master”… Could it be that he was the old man who used to serve her mother?

Associating this with the huge troop with nearly 20000 soldiers outside the city, her heart jolted fiercely. Immense joy surged through her heart.

As predicted…