Shen Qingqing was sleeping soundly. She was still a little dazed when she was woken up. She woke up only after the cold wind blew.
Ning Youan sat by the window with his legs crossed, chattering endlessly about his experiences in the past few days while angrily scolding Qi Sheng for his evil deeds.
"As a man who is upright and upright, what matters cannot be resolved openly and openly? He wants to take advantage of a weak woman. Even if he takes advantage of him, he still beats her! What a coward!"
"Anyone who beats a woman is a coward!"
Neither Shen Qingqing nor Meng Yuan interrupted. One slowly fiddled with the red coals in the stove, and the other methodically added water to the teapot.
When he got tired of scolding, Shen Qingqing poured him a cup of hot tea thoughtfully, and then said: "You're right, anyone who beats a woman is a coward."
After a pause, she changed her tone and asked: "Master Ning is so angry, but he feels sorry for the smoking girl?"
Ning Youan heard the narrow meaning in her words and looked embarrassed. Then he said calmly: "That must be heartbreaking. I, Ning Youan, am the most compassionate person. I can't bear to see beautiful girls being bullied. No matter who gets hurt, I will feel sad."
Is it good?"
"Well, you're right." Shen Qingqing was too lazy to expose him, "Logically speaking, I shouldn't care about this kind of thing, but as a friend, I still want to remind you that your smoking girl has an unusual origin and should not be touched.
Keep it tight."
If you continue to have personal ghost stories later, you will be in big trouble.
Ning Youan fell silent, his mood was obviously quite low, and he whispered for a long time: "I understand, it's all acting."
It was just true and false, false and true, and the acting made him confused.
After talking about cigarettes, the three of them talked about the batch of goods Qi Sheng wanted.
Ning Youan took a sip of tea and frowned, "I have a hunch that I can't buy this batch of goods as he said. Maybe after buying the Ning family, they will be labeled as traitors, but if they don't buy it, they will probably live in Xiangcheng."
I can’t go down anymore.”
"Can you please tell me what to do next?"
"Stand still." Shen Qingqing didn't react much, "We'll wait until we find out what that batch of goods is."
Meng Yuan continued: "If you are not sure, you can leave the task of forming the caravan to me. As long as I am here, the Ning family will never be stigmatized."
Ning Youan was moved, "Okay, I'm relieved with your words. Let's just talk here tonight and wait for them to send the order before we make the next step."
In two days, Meng Yuan finished organizing the caravan, but there was still no notification from the palace.
The feeling of having the knife on his neck was so uncomfortable that Ning Youan couldn't wait any longer, so he prepared a generous gift and took the initiative to go to the palace to find out the news.
Maybe the play that day was too real and Qi Sheng disliked it. This time he didn't even enter the palace gate. The guard who passed the news went in and came out with a sentence: "At midnight tomorrow, the north of the city will lead to Li County.
Waiting at the intersection, someone will pick you up when you arrive."
Ning Youan still wanted to inquire about the purchase, but as soon as he got up, the guard closed the door with a cold face, and there was a "bang" sound, causing dust to fly everywhere.
"These turtles are so crazy!" Ning Youan was so angry that he cursed and raised his leg to kick the door, which scared Tuanzi so much that he flew away and fell on the door panel.
"Ancestor, you can't kick me like this! Why don't you kick my ass? My ass is fat and it feels better when I kick it."
Ning Youan retracted his foot and grabbed him back, "Don't worry, your young master is not stupid. He knows what not to do." He kicked the door of the palace, did he think his life was too long?
Tuanzi let out a sigh of relief, "As long as you're not stupid, let's go back, have some drinks and have a big meal of roast chicken to relieve our anger."
"You know how to eat all day long, pig?" Ning Youan kicked him, but he was not so angry anymore.
Tuanzi rubbed his butt aggrievedly, "Isn't that why people live to stutter? What's the point of not being allowed to eat..."
As he spoke, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and happened to see a group of tall men in black lining the alley on the left side of the palace, squeezing into the courtyard from a side door.
The stone pavement that the man stepped on was marked by a series of messy black mud footprints, which also exuded a strange odor.
Ning Youan also noticed the group of people, covered his nose in disgust and said: "It smells so bad. Did the cesspool in the palace explode?"
"This is not the smell of a cesspit." Tuanzi sniffed, with a calm expression, "It seems to be the smell of blood, or the smell of rancid old blood."
Ning Youan looked at him strangely, "How come you even know this?"
Tuanzi scratched his face nervously, "I wasn't sensible before, so I was reluctant to eat the pig's blood, but it turned out to stink, just like this."
Ning Youan: "...Don't say I know you when you go out. It's embarrassing."
The two of them took a trip to Zuixian Tower, ordered a table of wine and meat, and after eating and drinking, they went to Qi's house to tell Meng Yuan the news they had just received. It was already dark when they returned home.
Han Yan was sitting at the window making scented tea on a small stove. The rich fragrance of flowers spread throughout the yard. Ning Youan got interested and leaned against the pillar and hummed a song about flowers.
They are all songs that brothel girls love to sing. The more you listen to them, the more you will learn them without even realizing it.
My daughter's singing was melodious and affectionate, but his singing was more bold and free-spirited, which gave it a different flavor.
Hanyan was fascinated by it and pestered him to sing more songs.
The two of them drank scented tea and hummed to each other while the wooden clapper struck again and again. Unconsciously, the night was already very deep.
Tuanzi lay on the stone table in the courtyard and dozed off. When he was drowsy, he suddenly saw that most of the sky in the east was turning red. He was so frightened that he flew up and exclaimed: "Master, it's dawn, let's set off!"
"Zhutou, are you okay with your brain?" Ning Youan rubbed his eyes, leaned half out of the window, and was stunned when he saw the bright firelight in the east.
The bright red flames were like a beast with a huge mouth, swallowing up the boundless night bit by bit, and the originally dark sky was now as bright as day.
Ning Youan ran out of the room in a panic and asked about the situation: "What's going on? Where is the fire?"
"It seems to be in the direction of the class room." The boy guarding the door replied.
"Hey, there are a lot of prisoners there. How many people will be burned to death by this fire?" Tuanzi sighed, sweating for those trapped in the sea of fire.
Ning Youan's heart was beating like a drum, and she could not settle down. Thinking about the group of people she met outside the palace today, she always felt that something was wrong, "Tuanzi, get in the car and go out to take a look."
Hanyan grabbed his sleeves worriedly and stopped talking.
"It's okay, I'm just going out to take a look. Everything will be fine." Ning Youan comforted her warmly.
The streets were bustling with people, and some were carrying buckets and basins to put out the fire. The carriages could hardly move.
When Ning Youan saw something was wrong, he jumped out of the car and told Tuanzi: "Go to the squad room to see what's going on. I'll go to Qi's house."
"What are you doing at Qi's house at this time?" Tuanzi was puzzled, but before he could answer, Ning Youan's figure had disappeared into the sea of people.