As expected of a young man, he just has no airs and comes whenever he wants, without so many scruples.
Not like King Kang.
Mingming sent the housekeeper from the house to inquire about Zhou Jingxian's situation every day.
It is even said that even the staff around King Kang have gone to the house to work as guests. They are on probation and deliver news to Prince Kang's house every day, but King Kang still does not take the initiative to come to the house.
It can be recognized that there is a difference in work style between Prince Kang's Palace and Prince Jin's Palace.
"Being passive will result in a beating."
Ning Wuyan sighed and grinned happily at Jin Zhong, who looked puzzled.
"When a distinguished guest comes to your door, I will welcome you. Come in quickly."
As the saying goes, no matter what happens, don't go to the Three Treasures Hall.
The princes of the Jin Dynasty all came under the pretext of asking for advice on something.
Today is already the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, and there are only two days to prepare for the competition.
If he turns people away again, he is purely seeking help on his own.
Therefore, before Zhou Yu entered the door, Ning Wuhuang already had a deep impression of this person in his heart.
This person does things carefully, unlike Zhou An, who acts based on his heart. The more such a person is, the deeper the city is, and it is really difficult to deal with it.
"I can only hope that the competition will pass quickly and move next door, so that I will have less to deal with these people in the future."
Not long after the words fell.
Zhou Yu took a guard and stood outside the door.
Ning Wuyi got off the bed slowly and walked to the door. Just as he was about to salute, Zhou Yu hurriedly held his arm.
"Ning Huangshang is injured, so don't be formal. Besides, although I am the eldest son of Prince Jin's palace, I have no rank. If Ning Huangshang makes this salute, I'm afraid he will be hurt."
Oh, that's how it is.
Ning Wuyang stood up directly.
Respecting the king of heaven and earth, you should soften your knees.
Since there was no need to salute when meeting these royal relatives, he was happy and relaxed.
"Ning Huangshang, I have many things to ask when I come here this time. Why don't we go in and talk?"
That's a long story.
Ning Wuyan gestured around the room.
"Prince Yu, please come inside."
Zhou Yu was in front and he was behind, while the guards stayed outside the door.
Arrived at the house.
Ning Wuchang didn't want to sit on the couch and chat with others, so he sat opposite Zhou Yu at the table and asked Yunfei to put down pen and paper.
In case Zhou Yu pretended not to understand what was said later, he asked him to explain again and again.
Zhou Yu could simply write down all the questions he asked on paper, thus avoiding subsequent communication errors.
Seeing his preparations, Zhou Yu smiled bitterly in his heart.
It seems that Ning Huangshang really has no intention of making friends with Prince Jin's Mansion.
He came to your door and took the initiative to get close to her, but he still rejected people thousands of miles away, which really left people with nowhere to say anything.
"Prince Yu, do you have any questions?"
Ning Wuchang raised his pen, while Yun Fei studied the ink.
The master and servant stared directly at Zhou Yu.
No small talk, just get to the point.
"..."
Zhou Yu lowered his head and glanced at the teapot on the table, and thought to himself: I didn't even take a sip of the tea before he started asking me to do business. Ning Huangshang really didn't treat me as a guest, but as someone who came to do business. .
That is the case.
He didn't mince words either.
He asked his question in one breath.
For a while.
The only sounds in the room were Zhou Yu's voice, Yun Fei's grinding of ink, and Ning Wuyan's blowing dry the ink from time to time, turning pages and writing again.
"Finally... these glass bottles are like totems. Can they be given to those countries?"
This problem arose during the last poetry appreciation party.
Zhou Yu naturally put it in his heart.
After seeing it for less than half an hour, I had nothing to say, so I simply asked it.
Ning Wuhu dried the ink on the last page and handed all the written opinions into Zhou Yu's hands.
Facing Zhou Yu's confused expression, he cupped his hands in the direction of the palace.
"I can't answer this question. You can ask His Majesty."
It was he who brought up the matter of the glass vase.
But it was produced by the Ministry of Industry, and Zhou Qian decided how to use it, while Zhou Jingxian was responsible for coordinating various parties and cooperating with Zhou Yu's on-site layout.
As a person who just came up with an idea, Ning Wuhuang had no need to get involved, let alone make a decision for the person in charge, Zhou Gan.
Unless he has an extra head.
Only then did Zhou Yu come to his senses, smiled sarcastically, and quickly clarified: "Sorry, sorry, I made a slip of the tongue. I hope Ning Huangshang doesn't blame him."
"It's okay. The competition is approaching, Prince Yu. I've been busy lately, so I can't do everything carefully. I heard that Prince Jin is still ill and will arrive in Beijing soon. These two things happened together. It's natural for people to make mistakes while busy."
Ning Wuchang waited until the matter was resolved.
It seemed that he finally remembered that he hadn't invited Zhou Yu to tea yet.
"Look at my memory. I was so busy doing things that I forgot to greet Prince Yu. Yunfei, please bring more tea."
As soon as Ning Wuhao said these words.
Zhou Yu, who originally wanted to use the incident of his father's illness to open up a conversation with Ning Wuhuang and talk about family matters, saw Ning Wuhuang taking the opportunity to serve tea to see off the guests. When the words came to his lips, he could only swallow them back.
He took a deep look at Ning Wuyan who handed over the teacup personally, and sighed secretly.
Although this person follows the path of a favored minister, he is indeed extremely reliable in handling affairs and is a capable minister.
In particular, the king is the main priority in everything and does not dare to forget, which shows that this person is definitely a loyal and kind person.
I really don’t know why Zhou An wanted to offend Ning Wuhuang in the first place.
If it weren't for Zhou An, maybe Ning Wushan would treat him the same way he treats Zhou Jingxian.
After all, judging from the exchange just now, Ning Wuyang was not prejudiced against him. On the contrary, the two of them answered questions and answers in such a harmonious manner that he couldn't help but imagine that one day, if he sat in that position, there would be such a person beside him. What a situation it must be like to be a capable minister on the right and left hand.
Ning Wuyan didn't know what Zhou Yu was looking at as he kept staring at him.
All he knew was that his arm holding the teacup was getting sore.
So, he had to remind Zhou Yu with a smile.
"Prince Yu, you have been talking for so long, aren't you thirsty?"
"thirsty."
Zhou Yu blurted out.
"I have been longing for your talent for a long time. When we first met, I felt that it was too late to meet you. Now that I see you again today, I feel that I am very much in tune with him. I am even more impressed by his wonderful ideas. If he is willing, if I have any knowledge in poetry or business, If you don’t understand something, could you please come and ask me again?”
After Zhou Yu finished speaking, he stood up, raised his hands and bowed deeply towards Ning Wuhuang.
And never looked up.
Such courtesy to the virtuous corporal shocked Ning Wuyan.
Ah...this...he couldn't resist this straight ball.
Knowing that Zhou Yu must focus on private affairs instead of official business, he wanted to recruit him, but he didn't expect that Zhou Yu actually respected him as his teacher, with the implicit intention of becoming his mentor.
If he refuses now and spreads the word, everyone will not think that it is Zhou Yu's problem, but they will think that he has taken refuge in Prince Kang's palace, so he refuses.
When you come up, stick to your face and open it wide.
It's a bit difficult to let Ning Wuhao.
However, it is just difficult to handle.
"Prince Yu, I'm not proficient in poetry either. It's all due to my talent. I can't teach you anything. In terms of business, you can come to me if you have any problems, but I'm not responsible for losing money, so I can't bear the title of sir. I'm a few years younger than you."
When Ning Wuyan mentioned his age, Zhou Yu's expression became subtle.
He was about to say, Zhou Jingxian is one and a half years older than Mr. Zhou Jingxian also calls you Mr. Why can't he call you Mr. when she calls you.
Before the words could be spoken, the housekeeper Jin Zhong and the guards guarding the door outside hurried in with the palace housekeeper.
"Master Ning, excuse me."
After the housekeeper deliberately apologized first, he shouted anxiously to Zhou Yu who had just stood up straight.
"Prince Yu, please go back to the palace as soon as possible. The prince... something big has happened!"
