"God wants to call me back to heaven?"
Ning Wuyang raised his head and looked at the clear blue sky.
I am very curious about what methods the people of the Western Regions will use to take advantage of the scene where God calls him back after building momentum to cope with the situation.
Do you use some blinding methods like swallowing a sword or sitting in the sky?
But those deceptions all require the cooperation of the person involved. He is not stupid, so how could he actively seek death?
"Mr. Ning, you think this is ridiculous when you hear this, right? What's even more ridiculous is that I asked Mei Xiang to smash his storytelling stall, and he actually wanted to sue the government and make me pay for it. Who doesn't know the reputation of my Miss Shen? , I dare to compensate him if I dare to smash it, and he doesn’t need to sue the government, so I suspect that he must not be a local, but must be from another place, envious of your reputation, and deliberately disgusting you. "
Shen Youchu said indignantly.
Maybe in the eyes of some people, it is a good thing that the Jinling Poetry Immortal attained enlightenment and was called back by God to become a real immortal.
But she just wanted Mr. Ning to stand in front of her alive!
"I think Miss Shen is right. Let alone the locals, who in Daxing doesn't know Miss Shen's reputation?"
That's it for Ning Wuyan's words.
Shen Youchu and Ji Jin suddenly came to their senses.
If the storyteller is not from Daxing, where can he be from?
People from the Western Regions?
"Mr. Ning, seeing how calm you look, you are not really planning to ascend to heaven, are you?"
Shen Youchu said in a depressed tone: "Now it's spread all over the city, and it's so ridiculous. I feel panicked when I hear it. I always feel that the Jinling Poetry Immortal in their words is not the same person as Mr. Ning at all." of. "
"Poetry Fairy, it's normal to have more mythological elements to scare people."
Ning Wuyang understood this.
Similarly, he also roughly guessed the direction in which the people from the Western Region wanted him to ascend, which was probably also a miraculous direction.
Just now, we should have left the Chinese Normal University to ask the contemporary magicians about their "smart tricks" and take precautions in advance.
Fortunately, the Chinese Normal University is staying in Zhuangzi. You can ask for advice anytime you want, and maybe we can go to Beijing together.
When you think about it this way, doesn’t it give you a sense of security?
"It's hard for you two to come here. You haven't had dinner yet, right?"
"Master Ning, do you want to cook it yourself? I happened to learn how to make fried cake recently."
Shen Youchu's words made Mei Xiang feel sick to her stomach behind her.
The fried cakes made by the lady were all failed and ended up in her stomach.
As a result, her stomach has always felt blocked in the past few days. Now when it comes to fried cakes, she feels... she wants to vomit but can't.
She had to admire Master Hua's prediction just now.
I didn't expect that the rumor that Mr. Ning would suffer a bloody disaster would come true so soon.
Mr. Ning ate the fried cake made by his young lady. I'm afraid he won't be able to poop tomorrow and his butt will be burst.
"Well...it's true that I have been unlucky recently, so I don't plan to cook in person, but I can arrange for the cook to prepare the ingredients that Miss Shen needs."
Ning Wuyan couldn't tell that Shen Youchu wanted to cook with him.
But the more this happened, the more worried he became that the people behind the scenes, in order to increase the credibility of the rumors, directly dragged Miss Shen into the water.
Before the competition proceeds normally, the people from the Western Regions should not attack him, but if Miss Shen is injured...
Thinking of this possibility, a stern murderous intention flashed in Ning Wuyan's eyes.
"Mr. Ning, if you don't cook, I'll do it some other time. Tell me again. If that storyteller is not from Daxing, where is he from? Isn't he a craftsman?"
Shen Youchu made a joke.
Ning Wuchang smiled and said nothing.
Ji Jin, on the other hand, frowned slightly. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that those storytellers who suddenly appeared were indeed suspicious.
I decided to go back to the government office and ask Mr. Jiang to check.
She had ignored court affairs since childhood, but through her uncle, she learned about the recent changes in the countries in the Western Regions, plus what she had said about the competition before.
Thinking of the competition, another question came to Ji Jin's mind.
"Mr. Ning, why haven't you received any news about the competition between the countries in the Western Regions that you mentioned before?"
"Didn't receive the message? Maybe it takes time to send the letter from Jing'an City to Jinling?"
Ning Wuyan looked at Qin Shi.
Regarding the time requirements for transmitting various messages in ancient times, he definitely didn't know as much as Qin Shiduo who followed the old emperor.
Logically speaking, winning or losing this competition is related to the great rejuvenation of the country. There are many talented people from Jiangnan. You should have heard the news at this time and set off to Jing'an City to participate in the competition in order to serve the country.
How could there be no movement?
"Your Majesty is very concerned about this matter and should rush it to various places within 300 miles. Unless there is a delay on the way due to weather. Even so, the rush to send the letter from Jing'an City 300 miles to Jinling should not exceed seven days at most."
Just like Qin Shi, he came riding a thousand-mile horse.
They also changed horses but not people, which shows how seriously His Majesty takes this matter.
However, half a month had passed since he came to Jinling City, and there was still no news of the competition. It was indeed unusual to call on talents from Jiangnan Province to come to the capital.
After listening to Qin Shi's explanation, Ning Wuyang's expression became solemn.
"If there is an urgent matter of three hundred miles, it is impossible for the inn not to pay attention to it. Then, there is only one possibility..."
"Fifth Young Master, Master Xu is here!"
Before he finished speaking, the steward hurriedly led a group of people into the courtyard.
It was Xu Jidao, Piao Ling, and General Yu who had met several times before.
"Little friend Ning, I haven't seen you for a few days. You have turned a lot darker, and your forehead is shining with a bright black light from the sun."
Xu Jidao laughed without saying anything, but these words of ridicule, coupled with what Fang Caiyi said, really made people laugh.
Ning Wushan simply didn't apologize and asked straight to the point: "Why is Mr. Xu here again?"
Shouldn’t the governor of Jiangnan Province be very busy?
Moreover, Xu Jidao was going to Beijing in the near future and needed to compress the accumulated errands to be processed in a short time. He kept running to him when he had nothing to do...it didn't look like he was here to deliver an order.
"Don't mention it. I came here from the junction of Luohe Road. The postman who came from Jing'an City fell ill in a remote place with no store. He stayed there for ten days. Afterwards, I thought it was weird. He said that he felt like he was possessed by an evil spirit at that time, and thought that only two or three days had passed. As soon as I heard this, I knew that someone else might have been tricked by him, so I simply accepted this letter myself and sent it to you."
Xu Jidao handed the fluttering envelope into Ning Wuyan's hand.
When Ning Wuyang saw that it was an envelope and not an imperial edict, he laughed directly.
Since the old emperor had already sent Qin Shi to protect his safety, it was impossible to write a letter to him specifically. According to the old emperor's style of both guarding and monitoring, it should be a letter from a "lobbyist".
As for the person in the capital who could serve as a lobbyist for the old emperor, there was only one person.
Our Daxing Princess Xian.
Open the envelope and take a look.
Sure enough.
Especially the above content, it can be seen at a glance that Zhou Jingxian is quite speechless about letting her be a lobbyist.
It is impossible for the old emperor to not even understand this most basic issue of mutual trust.
Sure enough, I still suspected that he had done something about Zhou An's death.
"Little friend Ning, if you read the letter, please hurry up and reply. It is said that they are still waiting for news from you in the capital. It has been so late. If it is delayed any longer, I am afraid it will be detrimental to your reputation."
