Snapped.
No surprise.
Ning Wuyan received another slap on the forehead.
But this time he didn't grin, but still smiled with his face raised.
Ning Feng originally wanted to take action, but when he saw Guai Sun's generous performance, he immediately laughed angrily.
"You kid, you are a ghost. Yes, Grandpa, I am probably getting older. I think that His Majesty once had high hopes for me, but now I am only a seventh-grade idle school officer in Aurous Hill. I will give it to Your Majesty." Shameful."
Ning Wushan disagreed with this statement.
However, he also understands the obsession of the older generation like Ning Feng that cannot be eradicated.
Since it couldn't be removed, we could only add a new layer of ideological shackles to make Ning Feng think more about things.
"Grandpa, I can't stand up and talk about what you are worried about without hurting my back, but I think you can not take yourself so seriously. You have fought with the emperor and been promoted by him, but you He hasn't cared about you in the past twenty years."
"I know you are a good minister, but I think as a human being, your own feelings are more important than caring about what others think of you. There is no problem with being loyal to the emperor and patriotism, but the emperor has too many ministers. Grandpa, what do you do? You still have to worry more about the Ning family when making a decision."
An honest person like Ning Feng is particularly easy to be manipulated.
Ning Wuyang was teasing him right now.
But Ning Feng didn't feel it yet, and at this moment he showed a look of realization, "Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading."
"My dear grandson, you can tell me that even if your Majesty remembers me, he won't remember much. Don't worry, I'm old now, and my sword is covered in dust. I only think that you juniors can revive the Ning family, and I won't hold you back. "
It's not a big deal to be held back.
But seeing the new shackles taking effect, Ning Wuyan could only nod in agreement to show his affirmation.
Ning Feng's heart was relieved, and he finally returned to his normal state, and asked him to take good care of his injuries.
Ning Feng was not good at words, and he could only say a few words over and over again.
But Ning Wuhuang still listened patiently and exchanged a few words from time to time. It was not until Ning Weiguo came back that the grandfather and grandson stopped talking.
"My dear grandson, you can take good care of yourself after you go home. The tobacco seeds will be taken care of by Princess Xian and I."
"good."
Ning Wuchang walked out of the county government gate and waited for a while.
Still couldn't wait for Zhou Jingxian to come back.
Thinking that he had said everything he needed to say and done all he could do, and seeing that he would stay for lunch if he didn't leave, he said goodbye to Ning Feng and others and got into the carriage.
Two thick quilts were specially placed on the soft couch in the carriage to prevent it from being too bumpy.
Ning Wuyan felt warm in his heart when he thought that his second uncle was not good at being so careful.
"Be careful and don't be in a hurry along the way. If you encounter any rocks or potholes, go around them."
Ning Feng's voice came from outside, giving instructions to the two coachmen.
Ning Wuyang stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, but didn't know what to say. Thinking of the next time we would see each other, he still raised his hand, opened the curtain and turned to look at Yunfei.
"Give grandpa all the banknotes you have."
Without saying a word, Yunfei took off his purse and threw it into Ning Feng's arms.
Ning Feng opened his palm and grabbed it with a look of confusion on his face.
"This is?"
"My family is poor but I have no place to live when I get to the capital. Grandpa will use these banknotes to spend. If there are not enough, I will write to my family in advance, or ask Princess Xian to borrow them first."
Old colleagues and friends from the past may be unreliable.
But Zhou Jingxian must be reliable.
Ning Feng's eyes turned red when he saw his dear grandson who was so worried about him. He quickly stuffed his purse into his arms and promised, "Don't worry, my dear grandson, I will keep every word of your words in mind."
Yeah?
Ning Wuyang felt the sensational atmosphere. After thinking about it, he suppressed the urge to ask his grandfather what he had just said and lowered the car curtain.
There is no need to say any more parting words.
We will meet him one day.
"Let's go."
"drive!"
Tap tap tap...
The carriage carried Ning Wuyou and his servant towards the south of Lai'an County.
At the corner of the same street as the county government office, a red figure stood upright.
After reporting his work, Zheng Donglin saw Zhou Jingxian's eyes, which followed the carriage until it was out of sight and did not look back. The emotion in his eyes was that of someone who had experienced young love, and could see through it at a glance.
Zheng Donglin couldn't help but secretly sigh: Young people are reserved. If he were not willing to let Mr. Ning leave, he would definitely rush out, hug him first, and then cry...
"Manager Zheng, I will leave it to you to recruit the Sangenge assassins. If you have any difficulties, you can go to Mr. Ning for help."
So you and Mr. Ning have such a close relationship?
Zheng Donglin didn't understand even more.
Why didn't Princess Xian give Mr. Ning a ride, but instead hid here and watched quietly.
"Manager Zheng?"
"I see."
Zheng Donglin responded quickly.
Zhou Jingxian added another sentence as if she was afraid that he was not capable enough to handle the job.
"Whether you're short of money or short of people, if your father and I can't keep up our manpower, you can go to Mr. Ning to borrow it."
ah? !
Zheng Donglin opened his mouth wide and asked in disbelief: "Mr. Ning has become one of our own?"
The Ning family joined the Kangwang faction?
When did this happen?
It was because Mr. Ning killed Zhou An and was caught by the princess, so... Princess, this is not the right thing to do!
Zhou Jingxian frowned slightly when she saw Zheng Donglin's reproachful expression: "You don't think it was me who threatened Mr. Ning, do you?"
"No no no..."
Zheng Donglin felt a strong murderous aura, and when he thought of Yasha's name, he shook his head like a rattle.
There are some things that I dare to think but not say.
Zhou Jingxian is no longer the black and white Zhou Jingxian. Seeing Zheng Donglin's guilty conscience, she pointed out Zheng Donglin's guilt but did not explain it, but she still explained it.
"The enemy of our enemy is a friend. Mr. Ning will not seek refuge with his father, but Uncle Jin is the enemy of the Ning family. So Mr. Ning will help us, thanks to Uncle Jin's help."
Master Xian, when did you learn advanced swearing?
Zheng Donglin realized that Lord Xian's city seemed to be deeper than before, and he only had two words for her order - follow it.
But he felt that it would not be difficult to incorporate Sangen Pavilion, and the shop under the princess's name would be profitable.
He is not short of people and money. Perhaps the only thing that needs Mr. Ning's help is to change the appearance of the recruited killers and set up a new sign.
…
When I left, I was covered with stars and the moon.
It was late in the evening when we returned.
When the carriage arrived at Zhangjiazhuang, Ning Wuxu felt a chilling air from far away.
When I opened the curtain and took a look, I was shocked.
A hundred meters away, you can see Suri standing at the front, with two rows of heavily armored soldiers behind him.
Those soldiers should have been mobilized from the garrison. They were all wearing three layers of shining silver armor. They were armed from the head to the soles of the feet, with only a slit for the eyes exposed.
As a general, Ning Wuyan certainly knew that a set of heavy armor cost more than 300 taels, and the number of heavy armor soldiers in Daxing was only four figures. These heavy armors may be military equipment from Jinling Mansion or even Jiangnan Road.
Although the burden is heavy when wearing it and going into battle to kill the enemy, it has full defense and is very resistant to beatings, and these heavy armored soldiers look very impressive.
If there was a group of heavily armored soldiers following the convoy last night, let alone killers, even if the Beijing Guards came, they would have to consider whether to take action.
At this time, these two groups of heavy armored soldiers stopped in front of Zhangjiazhuang Gate.
Even the old ladies who usually like to gather together to watch the excitement were so frightened that they hid a hundred meters away.
