Chapter 1273 – Defeating Huang Song, Uniting Dongqing (15)
Jiang Pengji had many flaws, but also plenty of virtues, one of the most evident being her decisiveness.
Even when her side held a clear advantage and could easily break into the enemy’s stronghold, most generals, driven by greed and a sense of chance, would inevitably waver and hesitate. Jiang Pengji was not like that; she was always straightforward about her wins and losses. Sometimes, her bluntness led others to wonder if she treated military matters like a game…
Of course, Yang Si understood that his lord would never joke about such matters.
The scarier it was, the lower the chance of being let down by her, which only raised the likelihood of him being let down by her.
“Is it fortunate or unfortunate to be a lord in the same era as her…”
Yang Si sighed softly, which caught Jiang Nongqin’s attention.
“Surely it’s a blessing,” she replied with a detached expression.
Yang Si and Jiang Nongqin had forged a friendship of sorts, despite often capsizing due to their lord’s whims. He still dutifully asked, “Why do you feel that way, Jiang Colonel? I think it’s somewhat unfortunate; no one wants to be born to face setbacks and continuous defeats.”
Jiang Nongqin’s eyes twinkled slightly, “How many celestial beings like our lord can mere mortals encounter? They should be grateful.”
Yang Si: “…”
He was wrong. Jiang Nongqin was just the most devoted fan of their lord, completely oblivious! Even if she saw their lord squatting in the latrine, she’d think the posture was incredibly cool and sleek. He must have been out of his mind to expect a more constructive response from her.
He cynically retorted, “Your insights are exceptional, Jiang Colonel.”
Jiang Nongqin turned her gaze toward him, her eyes practically screaming five words—
“Does that even need saying?”
Yang Si: “…”
After the army rested, just before departing, Jiang Pengji saw a few bullet comments from the audience in the live stream and frowned slightly.
“Jingrong has been getting quite close to Jiang Colonel lately. What’s going on? Are you interested in him?”
As Yang Si was about to mount his horse, he abruptly lost balance and dangled awkwardly half on the horse’s back, his expression one of sheer emptiness.
【Qingqing’s Lotus Leaf】: Streamer, could you not ask so directly? You might scare little Rongrong.
Jiang Pengji had been streaming for nearly ten years now, and soon it would be a complete cycle. How many twelve-year spans does one get in life? Many viewers had watched them grow, from their youthful days to becoming mature, responsible adults—and even into middle age—
Aside from Jiang Pengji, Jiang Nongqin was the second familiar face who had accompanied them through so many years of live streaming.
Jiang Pengji could chat and joke with them, making her feel like more of a friend, but Jiang Nongqin was different; many viewers regarded her as a daughter. Just a moment ago, a dried fish viewer asked Jiang Nongqin how old she was, and everyone was stunned after counting on their fingers— their virtual daughter was almost a leftover woman! Even though Jiang Pengji was nice, she couldn’t exactly take her home at night for some warmth and exercise, could she?
They hoped Jiang Pengji, as their lord, would care about Jiang Nongqin’s marriage.
【Cold Smoke Dreaming】: It’s not that I have a problem with little Rongrong; the issue is he’s older and has a chaotic personal life—not suitable to be a son-in-law.
【Lin Meier】: Little Rongrong is indeed older, and his physical fitness can’t compare to his younger days; he might be lacking in energy.
【Xingyuan Meow Meow】: Age isn’t a problem; if the equipment is capable, it’ll work regardless. But little Rongrong doesn’t seem to have impressive attributes…
Jiang Nongqin was the lovably virtual daughter raised by the dried fish viewers, meaning her partner would essentially be the son-in-law of the dried fish audience. This relationship made sense.
Jiang Pengji watched them bicker in disbelief; which son-in-law could satisfy 850,000 mothers-in-law?
This was just counting the dried fish who managed to snag a seat in the live stream; the “mothers-in-law” who had yet to log in were even more numerous.
As Jiang Pengji observed the comments spiraling out of control, she couldn’t help but wonder if Yang Si had issues; his personal life had largely conformed to Feng Zhen’s ways in recent years, but after siding with her, he had gradually become more disciplined—stealing a taste here or there wasn’t too excessive…
Little did she know, Yang Si’s restrained personal life was, in fact, her responsibility!
Yang Si, startled, pushed himself back onto his horse and awkwardly climbed into place.
“Why did you suddenly ask this, my lord?”
Yang Si was astonished, unsure why his lord would entertain such an absurd thought.
Was he that kind of person who liked to court danger?
Watching his lord by day was manageable, but curling up at night with a fanatical admirer who only had eyes for her?
If they had a child someday, would the kid call him ‘dad’ or ‘lord dad’?
Just imagining that scenario sent shivers down his spine.
Jiang Pengji maintained a calm demeanor as she said, “I’ve noticed you’ve been quite close to Jiang Colonel lately, interacting often. I thought perhaps you were looking to settle down.”
Yang Si shook his head vigorously, as if trying to disassociate himself to prove his innocence.
Jiang Colonel was indeed excellent, truly excellent.
However—
Yang Si couldn’t help but smile helplessly as he said, “My frequent contact with the colonel is merely due to official matters.”
Could it be that his lord couldn’t get enough of Wei Ci and was harboring a desire to play matchmaker for those around her?
Jiang Pengji cast a glance at Jiang Nongqin, who seemed unfazed, as if she hadn’t heard a thing.
She could guarantee that with Jiang Nongqin’s keen hearing, she most certainly heard their conversation.
“Looks like I misunderstood,” Jiang Pengji gripped the reins and continued, “Jiang Colonel has faced hardships in her early years; she’s overcome so much to get where she is today. As time passes, it’s concerning she might end up unmarried. Do we really want to watch her remain single forever?”
Over the years, many prisoners of war had been converted, and female soldiers had gradually retired and gotten married, yet Jiang Nongqin remained unmoved.
Yang Si replied, “Jiang Colonel is certainly exceptional. When it comes to marriage, it’s better to be picky than to rush into decisions. With you valuing Jiang Colonel so much and her being so outstanding, what kind of man could she not attract? We should wait for fate; when it’s time, it will happen.”
He spoke these words with a smile, and Jiang Pengji chuckled, “You’re right; I’ve been anxious. Once the battles are over, I’ll go to Golden Scales Pavilion and see for myself. Many talented young men gather there. We could seek a reason and hold a grand Elegant Gathering to let her have a look—”
Yang Si frowned upon hearing this.
“Young talents at Golden Scales Pavilion? Forgive me for being rude, but in this day and age, any man who is of age but unmarried…”
Other than the oddity that was Wei Ci, who else could there be?
If Jiang Nongqin truly sought a husband, she’d have to opt for someone younger.
At her age, she was looking for a husband, or perhaps a son?
Jiang Pengji continued chatting casually with Yang Si while riding, “You do make a point; she should find someone older who can care for her.”
Yang Si thought it over and said, “It’s not wrong that you think this way, my lord. However, those who are older are either married or widowers or have been through several marriages, and those types— it’s not a matter of looking down on them, but they aren’t worthy of Jiang Colonel. At minimum, we should seek someone unmarried without children, right?”
Jiang Pengji smirked, retorting, “Are you not just describing yourself, Yang Jingrong?”
