Chapter 58 Xiaoxiang Pavilion

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Ye Changlong was afraid that Ye Tong's petty impatience would ruin the big plan, so he attacked Ning Wuhuang at this moment, causing Ning Wuhuang to be unable to attend the gathering of talents, ruining his good deeds. He suggested in a low voice: "Uncle, don't rush for the moment, anyway, Ning Wuhuang will definitely be there in the future." Go to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and when he sees the title and knows the uncle's hard work, he will definitely come and admit his mistake."

Don't turn back until you hit the south wall, don't give up until you reach the Yellow River.

That was true, but Judge Ye Tong always had a vague feeling that this matter was secretly out of control.

He looked at his eldest nephew who had just deliberately interrupted, and said in deep thought: "Changlong, what if Ning Wuhao refuses the title of Poet Immortal and doesn't cooperate with the Ye family? What if the perfume he makes is indeed better than the Ye family's incense? ?”

Don't be afraid of ten thousand in everything, just be afraid of the eventuality.

And the "what if" that Ye Tongpan was worried about was exactly the killing plan Ye Changlong had laid against Ning Wuyan!

"Uncle, if Ning Wuhan really doesn't know how to praise me when the time comes, I will select a few more talented people to answer the questions correctly and go up to the fourth floor to say a few nice words for you in front of the young Marquis. A poet and fairy who does not live up to his name. Among the poetry immortals who listen to you, which one do you think is more suitable to serve the young Marquis?"

Of course he is obedient!

Ye Tong understood and smiled happily at Ye Changlong: "You are right, the initiative is in our hands, and we know the problem in advance. No matter how powerful Ning Wu is, as long as he refuses to cooperate, we will send people to get on board first. Four floors!”

Although the people who boarded it when the time came were talented people who had prepared their answers in advance.

It was also better than Ning Wushuang who was determined to confront him.

"Ruoning Wuhao has really made a perfume that is better than incense." Ye Changlong glanced at the direction of the door, a fierce look flashed in his eyes: "It would be fine if he handed over the secret recipe to us, but if he doesn't Yes, I will ask my uncle to guard the treasure trove of incense for our Ye family."

"What does one family say to two families?"

Judge Ye Tong knew that Ye Changlong had comprehensive arrangements for advancing, attacking, retreating and defending, so he no longer insisted on letting Ning Wuhao express his position today.

After leaving home, he did not forget to let out a breath of anger: "Ning Weiguo, please submit your resignation to the government office tomorrow. From now on, you will no longer be a clerk in Jinling Mansion!"

inside the door.

When Ning Weiguo heard Ye Tongpan's words, even though he lost his position, he breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

Ever since he became this little clerk, he was said to be responsible for sorting and checking documents, but in fact he was just a clerk in charge of doing miscellaneous things in the government office. Even the government servants who were serious successors to his father's duties could step on his head, but he could not say anything.

"It can be considered a relief." Ning Weiguo breathed a sigh of relief, but his whole heart was hanging again. He looked at Ning Wuchang as if asking for help: "Wure, you have to come back to Ning's Mansion with me and tell your second aunt. Understand how Ye Tongpan forced the Ning family, otherwise, your second aunt will definitely punish me to copy books."

Ning Wuyan glanced at his second uncle sympathetically, thinking of the two bamboo barrels of wine that Xu Jidao carried away.

There are still more than three months until the martial arts examination, and the breakup with the Ye family is just around the corner.

I can't hide the secret recipe of distilled liquor. I can wait until the third brother passes the martial arts examination to change the title for the third brother. How about...

"Second uncle, how is your relationship with Master Jiang, the prefect?"

"Don't mention it. Ye Tongpuan always asks me to revise documents these days. Mr. Jiang doesn't know which rib is wrong and always asks me to move those old heavy objects again and again."

Ning Weiguo rolled up his sleeves, revealing the criss-crossed bruises of varying depths on his arms, his face full of dissatisfaction.

"Whoever wants to do this bullshit little official will do it, I won't serve them anymore!"

"..."

Ning Wuyang rubbed his eyebrows, his mind a little confused.

Jiang Yan specifically urged his third brother to take the martial arts exam, but turned around and "abused" his second uncle. This routine was very similar to Ye Tongpan's.

never mind.

Let’s take a closer look at the secret recipe. The most important thing right now is the promotion of the perfume.

"It's okay. Do you want to go to the fourth floor of Xiaoxiang Pavilion?" Ning Weiguo looked excited and nervous, as if he was the one going to go to the fourth floor.

Ning Wuyang thought of Ye Tongpan's words just now and knew that he had gone to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. If he did not cooperate with Ye Tongpan, he would not leave the Xiaoxiang Pavilion easily.

Coupled with the contract documents with Ye Changlong, if you want to get an objective and fair judgment, the safest way is to go up to the fourth floor and make a fuss known to everyone.

"I go."

"It's okay. My second uncle doesn't know how strong you are, but it has been spread throughout the government office. If you want to go up to the fourth floor, the questions are really difficult. Besides being able to write poems, do you know anything else? No. If you know how, why not take advantage of these two days to ask your second aunt to make up for your homework?"

Ning Wuyan saw the cautious expression on his second uncle's face and seriously doubted that his second uncle didn't ask his second aunt to give him extra lessons just to let him climb the fourth floor.

He simply wanted to divert the attention of his second aunt from the matter of resignation.

He glanced at the second uncle with pity and refused with a smile: "No need, I have more important things to be busy with these two days. Second uncle, you have endured Ye Tong's sentence for so many days, and you can endure it for two more days, hahaha .”

Ning Wuyang couldn't help it and smiled unkindly.

My second uncle suddenly slapped me on my back shoulder, which caused a burning pain.

He felt that Jiang Yan was still merciful to the second uncle, so much so that after carrying heavy objects for so many days, he could not make the second uncle fall down tiredly and still have the strength to beat him.

"Second uncle, if I have the chance, I will definitely donate a military attache to you, such as a small soldier responsible for opening the city gate. You don't need to find helpers to do this with so much effort, one can take on three of them."

"How dare you kid to tease me? Look at the boxing!"



The next two days.

Ning Wuhao would not only be woken up by the loud sound of reading in the early morning, but when he went to bed at night, he would hear the lingering "Zhi Hu Zhe Ye" in his ears.

Wait until the day of the gathering of talents.

Before dawn, the dogs in the alley were startled by the heavy footsteps and barked, causing Ning Wuchang to start a fight.

"The Xiaoxiang Pavilion has just opened. This group of people came out at the right time. What's the matter? Are they standing higher at the front of the queue?"

Anyway, there is still half a day before Ye Changlong receives the perfume.

Ning Wuyan turned over, put his arms on his ears and continued to sleep.

During this sleep, when there was no sound of people outside, he woke up because the sun was burning his buttocks.

After practicing Wu Qin Xi and the spear skills, they leisurely ate the breakfast left by Yun Fei and the others.

In the attic of Ji's Mansion three streets away.

Shen Youchu stood on tiptoe and felt angry and funny when he saw the figure standing under the peach tree, chewing buns and playing with the cat.

"Jin'er, it will be Sishi in half an hour. Mr. Ning is still having breakfast. It seems that he really doesn't intend to go to Xiaoxiang Pavilion with us."

"Youchu, didn't Mr. Ning send a letter yesterday? He didn't have an invitation, and he didn't want to be crowded in the crowd and ruin the goods he wanted to send. So let's go ahead today?"

Ji Jin is half a head taller than Shen Youchu, and he can clearly see Ning Wuyan's every move without having to stand on tiptoes. Seeing him acting so calmly, the worries in his heart for many days have been reduced a lot.

When Shen Youchu heard the word "invitation", his face fell slightly and he snorted: "Zhou An gave the invitation to Mr. Xu but not to Mr. Ning. I wonder what Mr. Ning will say when he goes up to the fourth floor! "

What else can I say? The arms couldn't twist the thighs.

Ji Jin thought of the current desolation of the Ning family and knew that Zhou An was doing it as a matter of course. Although he was angry at Zhou An for not recognizing Mr. Ning's talent, it was of no use.

Today, if she had not wanted to prevent Mr. Ning from suffering a loss at the hands of Ye Tongpan, and to help Mr. Ning promote the benefits of perfume, she would not have gone to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion to join in the fun.

"Miss, Miss Ji, the carriage has been arranged. Do you want to set off?"

"Leave now."

Shen Youchu hurriedly took Ji Jin's arm and gently kicked the pink dress on her body. With every move, a sweet peach blossom fragrance floated in the wind along with the newly embroidered peach blossom petals on the skirt.

"Come on, Jin'er, let's go to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion to cause trouble!"

She wants to turn this gathering of talents into a gathering of bees and butterflies.

It must be interesting to see Zhou An's face that dares to be angry but dare not speak.

Let him bully Mr. Ning, huh.

"Set off!"