Ning Wuyang did not answer this unnecessary question, he looked at Yunfei.
Jiang Yan followed his gaze and saw Yunfei holding a stack of medicine packets in his hand, which seemed to be enough for a month.
"If that's the case, then it can only be so."
Jiang Yan was very helpless. In fact, he, like Su Rui, wanted Ning Wuyang to show his face in front of His Majesty.
According to Ning Wuyan's talent and ability, as long as he arrives in the capital, given time, he will definitely become a pillar of the great prosperity.
but.
The events of last night were still fresh in his mind. After he calmed down, he had some ideas about who the mastermind behind the scenes was.
Seeing that Ning Wuyan was injured, he really didn't dare to let him take risks in the capital.
"Colonel Ning, I order you to escort Princess Xian to the capital, and send one hundred and twenty officers and soldiers from Jinling Mansion to escort you. If anyone tries to rob or kill you again on the way, you will be killed!"
Jiang Yan took out the official document that he had prepared and added Ning Feng's name.
In fact, he planned to write Ning Wuchang's name on this official document, which was equivalent to a pass and appointment letter.
Now, he could only write two words sparsely and handed it to Ning Feng.
"I sent someone to deliver a message to Mr. Su last night. The entourage should arrive in the afternoon. Principal Ning and Princess Xian had a hard night and were able to rest in the backyard."
"Weiguo... where is Ning Zhaomo?"
Ning Feng took the official document and ordered it and looked around.
Once he leaves, and waits for the tobacco seeds to germinate, it will probably take him two or three months to return to Jinling.
He had to explain some matters concerning the Ning Mansion to Ning Weiguo.
Jiang Yan sent Jiang He to lead Ning Feng to find someone. He couldn't help but glance at Ning Wuyan's left arm across his chest and sighed, "Mr. Ning, go and rest too."
It's so difficult to ask me to take a rest?
Obviously he has something to say.
Ning Wuyan didn't even move his buttocks and took a sip of warm tea.
"Master Jiang, don't you want to know how this tobacco can increase Daxing's tax revenue?"
think!
Jiang Yan took a nap in the early morning and dreamed about this incident.
Unfortunately, when it was time to reveal the key secret, he was woken up by the crow of chickens outside.
"Mr. Ning, have you had breakfast? I asked the kitchen to kill a chicken and stew ginseng soup, just in time to supplement Mr. Ning's meal."
ah?
This was such a sharp turn that Ning Wuhuang had to wonder if Jiang Yan wanted to bribe him with chicken.
"Mr. Jiang, the chicken is ready to be served when it's cooked. Let's talk about the tobacco first. Princess Xian happens to be here too, so come over to take a look."
He still didn't move his buttocks at all.
Jiang Yan and Zhou Jingxian could only take the initiative to come forward.
Ning Wuyang stretched out his hand towards Yunfei.
The two of them looked along Ning Wuyan's right hand and saw Yunfei take out a gray cloth bag and a fire certificate from his bulging purse.
Jiang Yan and Zhou Jingxian frowned one after another, wondering what the purpose of him taking out the fire certificate was.
I'm even more curious about what's in that gray cloth bag. It looks so light...could it be tobacco?
"You two, since I am an injured patient, can you help me?"
Ning Wuyan put the cloth bag on the table, put the stopper of the fire seal to his mouth, and raised his head towards the cloth bag.
Zhou Jingxian quickly opened the cloth bag with quick eyes and hands, and saw a paper tube that was thin at the top and thick at the bottom, exuding a faint smell of tobacco.
"Take one..."
Ning Wuchang held the stopper of Huozhezi in his mouth and spoke vaguely.
Zhou Jingxian randomly picked one and placed it in front of him.
Ning Wuyan lit a fire on the thick end, covered the fire cover, and quickly took the cigarette that almost burned a hole in the table in his hand.
Then.
Just like he did to Suri, he demonstrated the correct use of cigarettes.
After puffing out the smoke, he bit his cigarette holder and handed two cigarettes to Jiang Yan and Zhou Jingxian.
"Try?"
Jiang Yan and Zhou Jingxian looked at each other.
After the former tried it out, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Zhou Jingxian's eyes also lit up and she coughed violently.
"Princess Xian didn't sleep well last night and is relatively weak. It's better not to smoke tobacco recently. Just show it like this when you are in front of His Majesty the Emperor. In addition, although cigarettes can refresh the mind and have medicinal effects, they are not suitable for everyone. Smoking…”
Ning Wuyang explained the taboos again.
At the end, he added: "As for the specific usage of the medicine, we can let the Taiyuan Hospital study it."
When he was just planning for the tobacco industry, he remembered some of the curative effects of ancient tobacco.
Industry specializing in surgery.
In this regard, his knowledge is definitely not as good as the profound Kampo medicine.
Ning Wuyou finished explaining for a long time.
Jiang Yan was still enjoying the smell of tobacco with his eyes closed, until the cigarette in his hand burned out and the ashes burned his hand, he hurriedly threw it to the ground and stamped it out.
After what happened last night, the ability to extinguish uncontrollable flames at any time has been engraved in Jiang Yan's heart.
My body, which was tense after a busy night, felt much more relaxed after smoking a cigarette.
Jiang Yan took a deep breath and looked at the cloth bag on the table involuntarily.
"Mr. Jiang, although cigarettes are good, they are like steamed wine and you should not drink too much."
Ning Wuyan tied the cloth bag with one hand and threw it into the arms of Zhou Jingxian who took a puff and put out the cigarette.
"The technique of rolling cigarettes is very simple. You can learn it by taking it apart when you have time."
"Then I'll take it apart on the way."
Zhou Jingxian held her breath.
She wasn't quite used to the taste of tobacco yet.
Ning Wuyang noticed this and saw that Jiang Yan was still smoking second-hand smoke happily, so he left the lobby on the grounds that he needed to rest, and was taken to the backyard to rest by the Yamen servants.
As soon as they entered the backyard, the newly killed big rooster was served in the kitchen.
"Is there really some stewed chicken?"
Based on the idea of not eating for free.
Ning Wuhuang asked Yunfei to go to the kitchen to get two more sets of bowls and chopsticks and some rice, and then asked the yamen to bring a table.
"Mr. Ning, I don't want to eat. I have other things to do."
Zhou Jingxian also wanted to tell Zheng Donglin that she had decided to go to the capital.
When Zheng Donglin returns to Jinling, he must publicize what happened last night to everyone.
In this way, if the incident comes to light one day, Zhou An will only be considered to have brought it upon himself.
"What a coincidence, I also have something to tell Princess Xian."
Ning Wuyan's words successfully made Zhou Jingxian turn around, walk back, and sit opposite him.
Apart from her father and grandpa, the only one who could make her change her actions was Ning Wuchang.
But after waiting for a while, she saw Ning Wuxu filling a bowl of chicken soup. She couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Ning?"
"We have to eat before we talk about big things."
The words fell.
Yunfei brought the bowls and chopsticks, followed by the kitchen, carrying a bucket of rice and a food box, which contained two cold dishes and two stir-fried dishes.
It can be seen that the cook of the magistrate of Anxian County works very quickly and the dishes are quite rich. She does not look like an upright official.
Of course, this thought just flashed in Ning Wuyan's mind. Anyway, he was just passing by and didn't care.
Zhou Jingxian saw that he was eating the food slowly and wanted to leave, but her mouth turned sour because of hunger.
Eat.
After eating the meal.
Zhou Jingxian felt that her head, which had been a little dazed by the incense smoke just now, suddenly sobered up a lot.
"Mr.
Ning Wuhuang just swallowed a mouthful of rice. Thinking of the big and hard cake he had drawn, he pursed his lips and tried hard to control his laughter.
But when he looked up and saw Zhou Jingxian's mouth tightly closed, her brows furrowed, and her neck slightly tilted to the side, as if he was speaking in confusion, he finally couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.
"Princess Xian, do you feel that the suggestion of guiding the killer to do good is a little unreliable?"
