Quick Wear: Daji is a Bad Woman

Chapter 274 The Widow's Spring 6
Admiral Smith's conversation was witty and elegant, and the more we talked, the more I felt that Daji was not only good-looking, but also knowledgeable and knowledgeable, unlike the women in Jing Yuan Dynasty who were ignorant.

The feudalism of the Jingyuan Dynasty was backward, and the outside world had already undergone earth-shaking changes. With the invasion of the Eight Kingdoms, the cultural thought also brought a huge impact to the Jingyuan Dynasty.

A woman's ignorance is virtue, which is no longer feasible now. Everyone has begun to seek to emancipate their minds, study abroad, eat watercress, and speak Western dialect to prove that they are people of the new era.

"Miss Xiulan, you are different from the women in Jing Yuan Dynasty." Smith looked at Daji with eyes full of admiration and excitement, just like meeting a bosom friend.

No matter what the topic is, Daji can answer it, and even has more insights than him. Smith always thought that his ideas were avant-garde, but he didn't expect that the widow of Jing Yuan Dynasty knew better than him. Except for joy, Smith was a little bit unconvinced .

The dance music was over, and Daji turned around beautifully and left the dance floor. Smith seemed to have a long talk with Daji, and followed up to continue discussing the topic of emancipating the mind.

"General Smith, I'm sorry." Daji acted like a lady in the Maple Leaf Country: "I can't chat with you anymore, General Tian is still waiting for me."

Smith glanced at the middle-aged man walking towards him, as if he had been splashed with cold water: "Oh no, General Tian is a vulgar person, he is not worthy of an elegant and beautiful lady."

Daji pulled out a helpless smile: "However, without him, how can I, a weak woman, survive in this troubled world."

The conversation between the two was in the language of the Maple Leaf Country. General Tian couldn't understand it, but seeing Smith's eyes, he knew it was not a good word. He walked up to Daji, put his arms around Daji's waist, swore his sovereignty and nodded to Smith. .

"Madam, I'll take you to get to know someone." General Tian walked away with Daji in his arms. Daji looked sideways and glanced at Smith. There was some nostalgia, some helplessness, and some inexplicable emotions in her eyes. Smith's heart twitched.

Such a beautiful, connotative and knowledgeable lady, unexpectedly followed someone like General Tian, ​​what a waste of money.

Moreover, the people of the Sakura Dynasty are despicable, if it is not for attacking this rich and wide land, he would not bother to be with such people.

Ms. Xiulan must have had a hard time and was persecuted by General Tian.

Thinking of that look just now, Smith felt more and more that Daji was forced, he wanted to rescue her, and he wanted to be her hero.

Thinking of this, Admiral Smith became motivated and began to think of ways to save Daji from the fire pit.

General Tian couldn't help asking in a low voice, "What are you talking about with General Smith?"

Daji said casually: "Admiral Smith invited me to dance, and his conversation was very humorous. I really don't look like an officer, but like a learned bachelor."

Hearing Daji praise Smith so much, General Tian was upset. In the Eight-Nation Alliance, Smith has always looked down on him, thinking he is uneducated and vulgar. His beloved woman still praised him so much. General Tian's face darkened, but he couldn't bear it. Getting angry at Daji, he could only hold back his anger and say: "He is not a bachelor, this man is very despicable, he has hidden a lot of good things from Jing Yuanchao, you were deceived by his appearance."

Daji glared at him, and said softly, "What? Are you jealous?"

General Tian was caught in the center of his mind, coughed dryly in embarrassment, and changed the topic.

"Our Eight-Nation Alliance, in addition to Admiral Smith of Maple Leaf Country, also has representatives from other countries. I will take you to recognize them."

It can be said that General Tian has put his heart into Daji. He took her to meet the representatives of the Eight-Nation Alliance and high-ranking figures in Haishi. It can be regarded as an invisible declaration of sovereignty, and let everyone officially call Daji, not General Tian's plaything.

Daji's charming and noble temperament, the charm of a mature woman and elegant conversation, what's more, she can speak all languages ​​of eight countries, which makes representatives of other countries appreciate Daji more, instead of looking at her with the eyes of admiring a beautiful vase .

After the dinner was over, representatives from various countries lamented that it was a pity that such a woman followed General Tian.

High-quality women should follow excellent men.

Pei Sheng looked at the back of Daji swaying away, then looked at the wolf-like eyes of the men present, and snorted coldly: "It's really a restless peacock."

He didn't know why he couldn't get used to Daji like this, but it didn't mean that he liked Daji so much, it might be because of his nature, Pei Sheng couldn't develop affection for Daji, but he couldn't help but pay attention to her.

Pei Sheng left with mixed emotions. After returning home, Pei Sheng opened an ancient painting. This painting was handed down from his ancestors. It showed a woman. His father said that the person in the painting was his. Grandma Zeng.

He remembered that when he was a child, his grandfather would often look at the paintings for several hours. Only when he grew up did he realize that his grandfather was missing his mother, the mother he had never seen before.

In the painting, the corners of the woman's mouth are raised, and her eyes are slightly narrowed, like a little fox. Pei Sheng finds this smile inexplicably familiar.

Pei Sheng carefully put away his good words, and shook his head. How could he want to see Grandma Zeng's portrait? That woman should have mentioned it.

The life knocking on the door interrupted Pei Sheng's thoughts.

"Master Pei, someone wants to see you."

"Who?"

"Shi Jie, the leader of the People's Rebel Army."

Pei Sheng put the painting away, and then said in a deep voice, "Please come in."

The leader of the People's Rebel Army, Shi Jie, was in his thirties and was born in a great family. Before the Eight-Nation Alliance attacked the Jingyuan Dynasty, Shi Jie could not be difficult for the emperor's stupidity. Encountered the Eight-Nation Alliance attack.

This year, Shi Jie also gathered some talented people and established the People's Rebel Army alone. He dealt with foreign enemies and the Red Rebel Army at the same time, and wanted to establish a new dynasty on his own.

When Shi Jie was young, his father sent him to study abroad for two years. With short hair and a suit, he gave a gentlemanly salute: "Mr. Pei."

"Leader Shi, please sit down." Pei Sheng made a gesture of invitation and asked the servants to serve tea.

The two exchanged a few words of pleasantries and began to get down to business: "Mr. Pei, I am here this time to ask for your help."

"Oh? My Pei family has long been defeated. I'm no longer the family of generals. I'm afraid I won't be able to help Leader Shi." Pei Sheng practiced Tai Chi. Now that the situation is complicated, he doesn't want to get involved in disputes.

Shi Jie cupped his hands and said humbly: "Mr. Pei, Pei's family was loyal and good in the past, leading countless soldiers. As long as you shout out, most of the soldiers in the court will listen to you."

Although the Pei family was dismissed from office, their influence in the army is still there. As long as Pei Sheng raises his arms and shouts, someone will support him. The People's Rebel Army are all guards from aristocratic families. There are no soldiers who have actually been on the battlefield. He needs Pei Sheng's support.

(End of this chapter)