Entering the twelfth lunar month, the Chinese New Year is approaching, but the atmosphere in the capital is not as good as before.
A gust of cold wind blew by, a few snowflakes fell, and the pedestrians on the street immediately quickened their pace.
Ning Yunzhao put on his hood and stretched out his hand to gently block the passerby who was walking quickly with his head lowered and was about to hit him.
Behind him, Ning Yan's face was hidden in his hood, hiding his expression.
They did not go home, but entered a teahouse with thick straw curtains hanging on all sides. A large pot of tea soup was boiling on the stove, making the simple teahouse steaming.
There were not many guests. When he saw Ning Yunzhao coming, the owner of the tea house hurriedly cleared out the innermost seat facing the river.
"Master Xiao Ning, are you still following the old rules?" he asked in a low voice.
I used to call Mr. Ning when I came here, and Mr. Xiao Ning has only been called Mr. Ning for a few months, but neither the person he calls nor the person he is called are uncomfortable with it.
Ning Yunzhao nodded with a smile.
When the hot tea soup and a basket of steamed dumplings were brought over, the boss stepped back and continued to cook the tea soup while looking around cautiously.
"Uncle, drink something hot." Ning Yunzhao handed the tea soup to Ning Yan.
Ning Yan took off his hat, revealing a somewhat haggard face. He took a drink and his stiff face softened a bit.
"There is good news if there is no bad news." He said, "The Northland defense line is stable, and your Majesty will be able to live a stable year."
Ning Yunzhao put a steamed dumpling into his mouth and chewed it slowly.
"That's not necessarily the case," he said. "Good news and bad news are not told by humans."
Ning Yan glanced at him.
"I know what you mean. A person can confuse right and wrong with just one breath, but the world is clear in the daytime. Victory or defeat, traitor or loyalty. In addition to listening and speaking, there are also eyes to see." He said, "Kaide Mansion is recovered.
Anping, the golden soldiers were unable to break through the city again during this period, and our side won several battles. Huang Cheng and others had to weigh their words even if they spoke."
Ning Yunzhao smiled when he mentioned Kaide Mansion.
"Uncle, who do you think did it?" he asked in a low voice.
Ning Yan glared at him.
"Don't say what you should say, and don't say what you shouldn't say," he said.
Ning Yunzhao smiled and picked up the tea soup and stopped talking.
Nowadays, there are constant disputes in the court due to the war, but as Ning Yan's nephew, Ning Yunzhao has never spoken, and he has not even lobbied other officials in private. He only goes to court during the court meetings, and other times he is there honestly.
Copy and organize documents in your own workplace.
Many officials secretly laughed at Ning Yunzhao's behavior when father and son fought against tigers and brothers. Ning Yunzhao did not want to leave the capital.
If he is smart, if a new number one scholar dares to jump up and down, get him out of the capital first and let him go out to wink. Huang Cheng's officials are not afraid to threaten him.
Ning Yan didn't mind what Ning Yunzhao did. If Ning Yunzhao really wanted to help, he would dissuade him.
After all, if you just enter the officialdom and don't understand anything, then you just start arguing. Not only will you not be able to convince the public, but you will also be called frivolous.
However, Ning Yunzhao never expressed this meaning from beginning to end, and Ning Yan was a little confused. He thought Ning Yunzhao at least wanted to ask.
Of course, I don’t think that my nephew is cold-hearted. This nephew has had ideas since he was a child, but I don’t know what he thinks.
"I didn't think about anything." Ning Yunzhao said, "I just didn't think much of it."
Ning Yan's brows narrowed.
If the words are not speculative, who is not speculative? The emperor's?
"Absurd." He shouted in a low voice, "Is this what you say as a minister? Not to mention being a minister, what is the purpose of reading the books of sages? It is to enlighten the people and enlighten the people. If you do not speculate on what you say, you will not say it.
Did you say it?"
Ning Yunzhao responded hurriedly and solemnly.
"So I'm not as good as my uncle." He added.
He admitted that he was so confident, what else could he say? Ning Yan glared at him, stuffed a steamed dumpling into his mouth, and after chewing a few bites, a follower hurriedly lifted the curtain and came in, not even bothering to say hello to Ning Yunzhao.
, just whispered a few words into Ning Yan’s ear.
Ning Yan looked surprised.
"Really?" he asked.
The attendant nodded.
Ning Yan put down his bowls and chopsticks and stood up.
"I'm going to the government office." He said, but after a moment of hesitation, he didn't tell Ning Yunzhao what was going on. "Tell your aunt that I won't be going back tonight."
Ning Yunzhao stood up and said yes, without asking what the matter was, and watched Ning Yan leave in a hurry.
As night fell, the snow fell heavier, and two dim lanterns danced around the teahouse.
"Seeing the joy in my uncle's eyes, it should be good news." Xiao Ding said in a low voice.
Ning Yunzhao sat down and looked at the snowflakes dancing on the river and smiled.
"There can be no good news," he whispered.
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"Good news."
Shopkeeper Qingyuan De Shengchang, who was wearing a thick hat and protecting his ears, looked at Miss Jun and his party who walked through the door and shouted happily.
Miss Jun dismounted, wrapped in a thick cloak, and said something.
"What good news?" she asked.
Just as the shopkeeper was about to speak, his eyes fell behind Miss Jun and he couldn't help but be stunned.
In addition to the dozen men in the past, there is another girl behind Miss Jun.
The girl was wrapped in a cloak, even covering her face. She seemed very weak and was holding on to Miss Jun's sleeve tightly.
Are these also mountain people from Zhangqingshan?
Let her sit in the next room like those men, or...
Miss Jun had already pulled the girl into the house and took off her cloak.
"History, would you like some tea?" she asked.
The shopkeeper understood, and couldn't help but look at the girl again in surprise. The girl looked at him very keenly, and seemed to be afraid and hid behind Miss Jun.
Miss Jun patted her.
Girls in the countryside looked down upon her, so the shopkeeper immediately stopped looking at her and ordered the waiter to serve tea as if nothing had happened.
"The good news is that the Jin people are going to have peace talks with us." He said, not shying away from the presence of a strange girl in the room.
Since Miss Jun has brought this girl in, it means there is no need to hide it from her.
Peace talks?
"Really?" Miss Jun asked.
The shopkeeper nodded with a smile on his face.
"It's absolutely true, the latest news from the north." He said, stretching out his hand to twist his beard with a bit of pride, "I have already said that I can't get any favors from Duke Cheng. In the end, I didn't surrender in despair, so why bother?
Woolen cloth."
It would not be bad if we really sued for peace and surrendered.
Miss Jun was silent for a moment.
"Then everyone can have a good New Year," she said.
"Yes, yes," the shopkeeper said, looking at the snow outside, "Snow indicates a good year. Let's settle down early so as not to delay spring plowing."
It sounds very good, but when I think about it from the beginning of the war to now, I always feel that this is a bit of a joke.
"This is because Cheng Guogong is so powerful." The shopkeeper said, "They couldn't get any advantage at all and couldn't stand it anymore, so they had to negotiate and surrender."
"We know that Cheng Guogong is very powerful. As someone who has fought against Cheng Guogong many times, don't they know that?" Miss Jun said, "I hit him as soon as I said I would, and then immediately said I wouldn't fight. This is really a bit of a joke.
"
"Who knows what they think," the shopkeeper said.
"I think it's not that simple." Miss Jun said, "You should pay attention to this matter."
The shopkeeper's response was.
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After the snow, the ground is completely white.
"It turns out Qingyuan Mansion is so big." Zhao Hanqing galloped back from the front and said.
"Qingyuan Mansion is not that big." Miss Jun said with a smile, "There is a bigger place. I will take you to see it then."
Zhao Hanqing's eyes curled up in a smile.
"Hey, where are those bandits you mentioned?" she asked.
Lei Zhonglian who was walking aside smiled.
"Miss Zhao, whether you can meet a bandit depends on your luck." He said, "Our bandits in Qingyuan Prefecture are almost extinct."
As soon as he finished speaking, a scream was heard from the front, accompanied by screams and the neighing of horses.