"You two, Tingyulou has arrived." The servant who led the way suddenly shouted, pulling back the thread of Zhang Ye's thinking. It must be said that the Zhang family is very wealthy.
This pavilion faces south and covers a very large area. When you open the door, you will see the pavilion, water pavilion, and flowers, as if you have entered a paradise. The courtyard at the door is paved with jade, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.
The design of the pavilion is also very grand. The door frames are made of fine sandalwood that is rare to find in a century. The carvings and paintings on it are amazing. There are also all kinds of antiques, calligraphy and paintings in the room, and the dust-covered books are also ancient books.
"If there's nothing wrong, the slaves will leave first. If you want to have a meal, just walk straight out of the courtyard and you'll find the dining room. Just ask." After saying that, they felt blessed and left.
"An Ning, why don't you take a rest first?" Looking at Zhang Ning's tired look, Zhang Ye couldn't bear to make him tired anymore. He was a child and couldn't hold on for that long.
Zhang Ning nodded, slid off Zhang Ye, and walked towards the room step by step. "Good night, aunt." Zhang Ning said with a smile.
"An. An Ning." Zhang Ye smiled and waved to him, gesturing for him to go back and rest. When Zhang Ning went to rest, Zhang Ye fell down limply.
No one knew that her back was already soaked, and she had just relaxed. The place where she was hit was still aching, but it was far less real than the tension in her heart.
She brought Zhang Ning here. As soon as she arrived at the door, she was taken to the ancestral hall without explanation and forced to kowtow and admit her mistake. If A Ning hadn't been valued by them, where would she be?
She no longer has a home. If her home was still there, she would never have suffered such humiliation. But the fact was a slap in the face. She was just an outsider, relying on her nephew to have a place to stay.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ye felt more and more useless. What the head of the family said didn't make sense. The strong were respected, so she couldn't hide behind others all her life, she had to strengthen herself.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and the moonlight shined on the window and penetrated inside, refracting on Zhang Ye's quiet face, hiding his thoughts. Zhang Ye closed his eyes quietly, enjoying the tranquility of this moment.
Zhang Ye felt that spiritual power was continuously gathering in her Dantian. She enjoyed the abundance of spiritual power and worked hard to absorb the hard-won spiritual veins.
"Alas, failed again..." Zhang Ye said to himself. Every time he was about to break through, he would be blocked by an invisible wall and unable to break through. It seems that the time has not come yet. Zhang Ye thought like this.
He fell asleep.
"Aunt, wake up. Go to bed." As soon as Zhang Ning woke up and came down, he saw that his aunt was sleeping on the stairs. She must be so sleepy that she could sleep on the floor!
"Huh?" Zhang Ye opened his eyes in a daze and saw Zhang Ning kneeling beside her. Looking again, he saw that it was already three o'clock in the morning. Zhang Ye stood up in fright and helped Zhang Ning beside him.
Zhang Ye led Zhang Ning down the stairs and opened the door to this floor. He saw a large row of people waiting for the two of them. They had been standing there for who knows how long. Zhang Ye felt a little sorry.
Seeing them pushing the door open, those people felt blessed, and the leader said, "Girl is awake, let's wash up first. Then I will ask the girls to bring breakfast in..."
"Those are those?" Zhang Ye asked, pointing to the people behind him in confusion. It didn't look like he was serving food, and what he was serving seemed to be clothes and money?
"Those are the clothes the master ordered for the girl. If you don't like them, you can ask the embroiderer to make them. And if you don't have enough money, you can also ask the accountant to pick them up." The leader lowered his head and said, and then let them in.
Before Zhang Ye had time to react, they had already moved all those things into Tingyu Tower. "Aning, what should I do??" Zhang Ye felt that his head hurt, and he felt that he was not getting rewarded for his efforts.
Zhang Ning shrugged his shoulders, "I'll make peace with you when I come. What's more, they still need me, so there's no need to treat myself badly."
Zhang Ye nodded and entered Tingyu Tower. "The water has been put, girl, wash your face!" All the servants lowered their heads, waiting for Zhang Ye to speak.
After washing, Zhang Ye looked at these people with an unkind expression, "Okay, I've washed myself. Thank the master for me, and let's go out!" The people went out in response, leaving the aunt and nephew behind.
It was obvious that Zhang Ye didn't like this, so Zhang Ning took the initiative to hug Zhang Ye. She leaned softly against Zhang Ye, "If you don't like it, just ignore it. It was just fine."
Zhang Ye nodded, "Are you prepared for the spirit test they mentioned? Don't let anything happen to you." Zhang Ye knew he shouldn't be unfounded, but he still couldn't stop worrying.
Zhang Ning knew she was worried when she mentioned spirit testing, "Don't worry, even if you don't have spirit roots, you can't do anything to us!" Zhang Ning's eyes became sharp, unlike a two-year-old child.
"Just have a good rest during this period! If you don't have spiritual roots, I will support you!" In fact, what Zhang Ye is most worried about is Zhang Ning's spiritual roots. Although he is extremely talented, he really can't tell with his spiritual roots. An ordinary person
, it is difficult to gain a foothold here.
"It's okay, don't worry." Zhang Ning patted his little chest to reassure Zhang Ye. He put his little hand on Zhang Ye's hand and drew the word "安", which warmed Zhang Ye's heart.
The ten days actually passed by in the blink of an eye, and the day of the spirit testing conference soon arrived. All major families gathered at the Zhang family in Linchuan to conduct spirit testing, and the royal family also sent people over.
Among the dark crowd, the most conspicuous person at a glance is the Prince of Linchuan, Ye Ming, who is wearing bright yellow clothes and a purple gold crown. He is seen sitting on the throne and constantly chatting with the family heads.
Soon, today's spirit testing conference will begin. This spirit testing conference only tests children between the ages of two and three, so most families join in the fun.
"Master Zhang, can we start?" Ye Ming watched the time pass by, and there was still no movement from the Zhang family, so he started urging.
"The Zhang family and Zhang Ning are here!" someone shouted from behind, and Zhang Ning was surrounded by the Zhang family and became the focus of the audience. Some people pointed and asked who this was, but no one gave an accurate answer.
"The spirit testing conference has officially begun. Today's participants include Zhang Ning of the Zhang family, the ninth prince of the royal family, and Liang Yu of the Liang family..." Someone started to name their names, and the crowd began to commotion.
"Why is this royal family here too, with a baby?" Youzuo quickly commented below, but Ye Ming glared at him and shut up angrily. Not only were they puzzled, Ye Ming himself couldn't figure out where the ninth prince came from.
While thinking, the conference had already begun, and the first one was the Ninth Prince of Linchuan. Someone carried him to the spirit-measuring bead, pricked his finger and dripped it on the bead. After the bead absorbed the blood, it first lit up.
After a while, it went black immediately.
The people in the audience were all sighing, he turned out to be a waste! His origins were unknown in the first place, but now he turned out to be a waste. The royal family was about to explode with anger.
The person who brought him here also covered his face when he saw this scene and ordered people to take him away. All we can say is that this child's future may be ruined.