Bang.

Not surprisingly.

Ning Wuyang received another slap on his forehead.

But this time he didn't grin, but still smiled with his face up.

Ning Feng originally wanted to do something, but when he saw his good grandson's behavior, he immediately laughed angry.

"You kid, you are so savage, yes, grandpa, I am probably old. Thinking of His Majesty's high hopes for me, but now I am only a seventh-rank idle vocational school official in Jinling. I'll give it to His Majesty.

It's embarrassing."

Ning Wuyang cannot agree with this statement.

However, he also understood the obsession that the older generation could not be removed by people like Ning Feng.

Since it cannot be removed, we can only add a new layer of ideological shackles to let Ning Feng think more when encountering problems.

"Grandpa, I can't stand and talk without a pain in my back, but I think you can't take yourself so seriously. You have followed the emperor to fight and were 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 that being born is more important than caring about what others think of you. It is no problem to be loyal to the emperor and patriotism, but there are more ministers from the emperor. Grandpa, you do it

When making a decision, you should still worry more about the Ning family.”

Honest people like Ning Feng are particularly easy to be controlled by others.

Ning Wuyang was trying to control him at this time.

But Ning Feng didn't feel that he was suddenly enlightened at this moment, "Listen to your words is better than reading for ten years."

"My dear grandson said that he can, even if His Majesty remembers me, he doesn't remember much. Don't worry, I'm old now, and the sword is covered with dust. I just want you juniors to revive the Ning family. I won't drag you down.

”

It won't be dragged down.

But seeing the new shackles take effect, Ning Wuyang could only nod in agreement to show his affirmation.

Ning Feng's heart knot opened, and he finally returned to his normal state and told him to recover from his injuries.

Ning Feng is not good at speaking, and he can only say a few words of mercy after tossing and turning.

But Ning Wuyang still listened patiently and said a few words from time to time. It was not until Ning Weiguo came back that the grandfather and grandson stopped talking.

"Good grandson, you should recover from your injuries after you go home. The tobacco seeds are all for me and Princess Xian."

"good."

Ning Wuyang left the county government gate and waited for a while.

Still couldn't wait for Zhou Jingxian.

Thinking that he had said everything he should say and had finished what he could do. Seeing that he would not leave, he would stay for lunch. After saying goodbye to Ning Feng and others, he got into the carriage.

Two thick beds were placed on the soft couch in the carriage so that it would not be too bumpy.

Ning Wuyang thought that his second uncle was not good at being so careful, and he felt warm.

"Hurry up and don't be in a hurry along the way. Go around when you encounter a rocky pothole."

The sound of Ning Feng's ordering the two coachmen came from outside.

Ning Wuyang reached out to pick up the curtain, but he didn't know what to say. Thinking of the next time he saw each other, he still raised his hand, picked up the curtain, turned to look at Yun Fei.

"Give all the money you carry with you to grandpa."

Yun Fei untied his purse without saying a word and threw it into Ning Feng's arms.

Ning Feng opened his palm and grabbed it, showing a confused look on his face.

"This is?"

"There is a rich family, and my grandfather has no place to live in the capital. My grandfather takes these silver notes to the flowers. If they are not enough, I will write to my family in advance, or I will borrow them from Princess Xian first."

Past old colleagues and friends may not be reliable.

But Zhou Jingxian must be reliable.

Ning Feng looked at the good grandson who was so worried about him, his eyes turned red. He quickly stuffed his purse into his arms and promised: "Don't worry, good grandson, I will remember all your words in my heart."

Yeah?

Ning Wuyang felt the sensational atmosphere. After thinking about it, he suppressed the urge to ask grandpa. What he had just said, and put down the curtain of the car.

No need to say more about parting.

There will be a time to meet again in the future.

"Let's go."

"drive!"

Step on...

The carriage carried Ning Wuyang and his servants to the south of Laian County.

At the corner of the wall of the same street as the county government office, a red figure stood straight.

After reporting on work, Zheng Donglin saw Zhou Jingxian's gaze and followed the carriage until he couldn't see it and never took it back. The feelings in his eyes were those who had experienced the love of young people, and he could see through it at a glance.

Zheng Donglin couldn't help but sigh in secret: Young people are just subtle. If he was reluctant to let Mr. Ning leave, he would definitely rush out, hug him first and then cry...

"Manager Zheng, I will leave it to you about the incorporation of the killer in San Gengge. If you have any difficulties, you can go to Mr. Ning for help."

So you and Mr. Ning are so close?

Zheng Donglin even more confused.

Why did Princess Xian not send Mr. Ning for a long journey, but hid here and waited quietly?

"Manager Zheng?"

"I see."

Zheng Donglin responded quickly.

Zhou Jingxian was afraid that he would not be able to do this job well, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to do the job well.

"Whether it is a shortage of money or a lack of people, if the father and I cannot turn over, we can go to Mr. Ning to borrow it."

ah?!

Zheng Donglin opened his mouth wide and asked incrediblely: "Mr. Ning has become our own people?"

The Ning family joined the Kangwang Sect?

When did it happen?

It was because Mr. Ning killed Zhou An and was caught by the princess, so... Princess, doing this is not authentic!

Zhou Jingxian saw Zheng Donglin's condemnation expression and frowned slightly: "Don't you think I threatened Mr. Ning, do you?"

“No, no…”

Zheng Donglin felt a strong murderous aura. Thinking of the name of Yasha, he shook his head like a rattle.

I dare to think but not say something.

Zhou Jingxian is no longer the black or white Zhou Jingxian. Seeing Zheng Donglin's guilty performance, he pointed it out but did not say it out, but he still explained it.

"The enemy's enemy is a friend, and Mr. Ning will not surrender to his father, but who is the enemy of the Ning family? So Mr. Ning will help us, thanks to the help of Uncle King of Jin."

Master Xian, when did you learn to curse at the advanced level?

Zheng Donglin realized that Master Xian's temple seemed to be deeper than before, and there were only two words for her order - as follows.

But he felt that it was not difficult to incorporate the San Geng Pavilion, and the shop under the princess's name was also profitable.

He has no shortage of people and money. Perhaps the only thing he needs to help from Mr. Ning is to change the storefront and set up a new sign for the incorporated killers.

...

When I went there, I wore the moon and night.

It was evening at dusk.

When the carriage arrived at Zhangjiazhuang, Ning Wuyang felt a solemn aura from a distance.

When I picked up the curtain and saw it, I was shocked.

A hundred meters away, you can see Su Rui standing in front, behind him are two rows of soldiers carrying heavy armor.

Those soldiers should have been mobilized from the garrison, wearing three layers of silver-shining armor, armed from the head to the soles of the feet, only a gap in the eyes was exposed.

As a general, Ning Wuyang certainly knew that a set of heavy armor costs more than 300 taels, and the heavy armor soldiers in Daxing were only four digits. These heavy armors may be military equipment at the bottom of the Jinling Prefecture and even Jiangnan Road.

Although he was wearing it and going to fight, he was burdened with heavy burdens, but his defense was full and he was very resistant to beatings. Moreover, these heavily armored soldiers looked very imposing.

If a team of heavy armored soldiers followed the convoy last night, let alone the killer, even if the Beijing Guards come, they have to consider whether they want to take action.

At this time, the two heavy armored soldiers stood in front of Zhangjiazhuang Gate.
Chapter completed!