Zhou Qian sent Su Peiyuan away, and when he lay on the bed, he still couldn't sleep well.
"My dear concubine, do you think I am too stingy? Should I reward the Ning family with other things or an official position? But there is no salary for no merit, and the reward can only be given to Ning Wuhou. Ning Feng is in Jingxian girl He does his job conscientiously, but I plan to put him there..."
Zhou Qian hasn't finished speaking yet.
He heard the rhythmic breathing in his ears.
He propped himself up and turned his face to look.
Yo.
Imperial Concubine Jing didn't know when she had already fallen asleep.
Thinking of the previous dynasty, the harem was not allowed to interfere, and he didn't know whether his beloved concubine was really sleeping or pretending to sleep.
In any case, he could only reward him like this first, and after the competition, he would add more troops where needed and more generals where needed.
Nothing can be rushed!
Just do it!
sleep!
…
It's probably because I slept too much both night and day these past two days.
Coupled with the fact that he had eaten too much today, Ning Wuhao still didn't feel sleepy at all until the moon rose above the willow branches.
"I feel like tonight's medicine is not as bitter as the last one?"
Ning Wuyang asked Zhou Jingxian, who was preparing to stay vigil tonight, with some suspicion, and turned to look at the scabbed scars on his back.
Judging from this recovery speed, I should be able to roll out of bed tomorrow.
Three feet away, across the screen, Zhou Jingxian yawned, slid into the thin quilt, and stretched out comfortably.
Mr. Ning's wound was scabbed, and if he scratched it again, it would cause excruciating pain. She believed that Mr. Ning was a smart man and knew what to do. She didn't need to stay in front of the bed tonight. She could stay far away and sleep as she wanted. How to sleep, really happy.
"Princess Princess?"
"Sir's medicine has indeed been changed. One pair every two days. After taking three doses, you don't need to drink anymore."
After Zhou Jingxian finished speaking, she turned over loudly.
Indicate that she is going to sleep and do not talk to her again.
When Ning Wuhao saw this, he was speechless for a moment.
Fine.
If you can't sleep, you can't disturb others' good sleep.
He hooked his hand toward Yunfei, pointed to the two brightest candles in the room, and blew on them with his mouth, indicating to blow them out so that Zhou Jingxian could sleep more peacefully.
After the candlelight flickered, the room became dim.
Zhou Jingxian's even breathing came through the screen. Ning Wuchang lay on the bed bored and stared at the screen for a while.
When his breathing stopped and he turned over again, he quickly looked away and fixed his gaze on the two glass lamps on the shelf.
One is a gourd and the other is also a gourd.
The gourd symbolizes blessings and fortune, and it was specially sent by His Majesty to make him rich and blessed... I was thinking about it in a mess, and finally felt sleepy. My vision began to blur, and I wanted to fall asleep.
Familiar footsteps came from outside and stopped at the door.
"Mr. Su, it seems that the princess and the others have gone to bed. Do you want your majesty's edict to be conveyed tonight?"
"This... we don't know either. Why don't we wait here for a while."
Except for Ning Wuchang, a dabbler, all the people in the room were martial arts practitioners.
He was here specifically to protect Ning Wuyou.
When Jiang Shu and Su Peiyuan opened their mouths to speak, they had already woken up.
At this time, everyone felt speechless when they heard Su Peiyuan's words.
Do you want to come in when someone wakes up after waiting for a while?
Ning Wuyang thought that Su Peiyuan must have important oracles to convey when he came late at night, and he couldn't help but sympathize with His Majesty who was dealing with national affairs all day long and could not tolerate any rest.
He glanced at Zhou Jingxian, who had already sat up, and said to the door: "Manager Su, Jiang Shu, come in."
"Master Ning, aren't you sleeping?"
Su Peiyuan said and pushed open the door.
Seeing that Ning Wuyan was lying on the bed in high spirits, he immediately smiled at her and said hello.
"Please greet Master Ning."
"Mr. Su really upsets me. You are as old as my grandfather. If you ask me to pay my respects, won't you shorten my life?"
Ning Wuyan gestured to the chair in front of the bed and asked Su Peiyuan to sit down.
Unexpectedly, Su Peiyuan came straight to the bedside and said with a smile: "The old slave is just here to deliver a few words of holy edict. He will leave after saying this. Don't disturb Lord Ning's rest."
"Excuse me, Mr. Su, for making this trip at night..."
Before Ning Wuyan finished speaking, he caught sight of Su Peiyuan taking out his sleeves from the corner of his eye, and there was a cold light flashing inside.
He subconsciously moved his body back and yelled at the same time.
"Mr. Su, what do you have up your sleeve?"
Hearing his cry, Zhou Jingxian immediately rushed forward, stood between the two of them, and stared nervously at Su Peiyuan's every move.
Su Peiyuan held up the horseshoe in his hand and looked at Princess Xian standing in front in astonishment, Jiang Shu blocking the back, Qin Shi and the Ning family's little guard who were blocking him on the left and right. When he came back to his senses, he felt extremely aggrieved. .
"Master Ning, Princess Xian, please don't misunderstand me. This is the horseshoe your Majesty asked the old slave to bring you. This is the first horseshoe successfully forged by the Ministry of Industry. It is very precious."
After saying that, Su Peiyuan helped both parties repair the steps and looked left and right.
"It's all because the lights in this room are too dim. Can any of you light a candle so that everyone can't see clearly?"
It’s not that everyone can’t see clearly.
But except for Ning Wuyan, who was completely blocked, no one had ever seen the horseshoe.
In particular, Su Peiyuan himself is also a martial arts practitioner. Holding the crescent-shaped horseshoe in his hand is like holding a sharp hidden weapon.
Who can not be afraid? !
If Su Peiyuan was not His Majesty's confidant, Qin Shi and Zhou Jingxian would definitely work together to capture him at this moment. There would be no chance to defend himself.
Ning Wuyang heard that it was a horseshoe, and thought of following his plan to use the news about the horseshoe to lure the Yuan State Master into action quickly. On the day of the Yuan State Master's ascension, he collected the shape of the horseshoe and started forging it. Based on later observations, he could almost confirm the identity of the horseshoe. It worked.
He stretched out his hand to pull Zhou Jingxian's sleeve, and said after discussion: "Master Xian, show me the slit."
"Don't move. I'll finish reading it first and then show it to my husband."
Zhou Jingxian tensed her face and stretched out her hand towards Su Peiyuan.
I always respect and respect Su Peiyuan.
Mr. Ning’s life is above all else.
She would rather be treated as a rude person than risk Mr. Ning's life.
Su Peiyuan quickly offered it with both hands.
The crescent moon pointed inward, and the dull feeling was seen. The effect of the hidden weapon was reduced by most, and Zhou Jingxian's nervous mood calmed down.
She turned around and sent her to Ning Wuyan.
When Ning Wuyang saw that there were uneven bulges inside the horseshoe, and the bulges were very smooth, he knew that this was custom-made by a craftsman who measured the hoof, and was even more careful than the modern horseshoes he had seen before.
"It's really a good thing."
Ning Wuyang couldn't help but admire it, and carefully took it in his hand to play with it.
Nothing else.
Who said that part of this thing is really sharp and does have the properties of a concealed weapon?
If you're not careful, blood can be spilled.
After playing for a while, Ning Wuyao realized that the atmosphere in the room was not right. He looked up and found that everyone was still standing there. He smiled sarcastically and stretched his head hard to look at Su Peiyuan.
"The misunderstanding just now frightened Mr. Su. I have received the horseshoes from His Majesty. Mr. Su has anything else to say?"
"Your Majesty would like to ask Mr. Ning whether there are any other uses of colored glaze besides making colored glaze windows, which can help the Ministry of Industry gain another income. It does not seek to be as profitable as the colored glaze windows. As long as it can be sourced, once adopted, Your Majesty promises I’ve got Lord Ning’s glazed mine, and I hope Lord Ning can help you with your worries during your free time.”
