Jiang Ning said with a smile: "Since you can't suppress the Far Eastern Marquis from the front, let's start with his children." This is called the bottom of the kettle. ”

"Awesome, awesome!" Jiang Balang clapped his hands, "If the seventh sister is an official, she must be better than the second uncle." ”

"General, average."

Jiang Ning is modest.

Jiang Shilang asked: "However, I'm very strange, how do you know about these things about the county lord of Ling'an and the prince?" ”

"Of course, it's the news that money was paid for."

"Spend money on it?"

"Never underestimate the energy of the so-called people at the bottom." Jiang Ning said with a smile.

"What bottom people?"

"Peddlers and pawns, powerful beggars. You look at the people on the street, the sedan chair bearers, the sellers, who usually notices them? Will you? Jiang Ning asked rhetorically.

Jiang Balang shook his head: "It really won't." ”

Jiang Ning said: "You are all children of the nobility, and you are used to serving and serving. Which of your words and deeds do you think can escape their eyes? ”

They looked at each other and stopped talking.

Jiang Ning said again: "The county lord of Ling'an has a private meeting with someone, and someone always needs to pass on the news, and he always has to take a sedan chair to drink tea and eat in a teahouse restaurant. But the servants have eyes. ”

Jiang Shan said: "Probably, this is called if people don't know, unless you don't do it." ”

"That's right!" Jiang Ning clapped his hands, "Look at the beggar on the corner of the street, day after day, month and year, they are all there, it seems to be living a miserable life." You may not be able to imagine how much the people and things he sees on weekdays, those clues, are worth. ”

They looked down at the teahouse, and there was a beggar on the corner, dirty, but he stretched his limbs, and the sun shone on him.

The expression on his face was not sad, but a little comfortable.

"You bought your news from him?" Jiang Yan asked in a low voice.

"No, I'm just giving an analogy, an example." Yun Dai said with a smile.

Jiang Shilang's face was full of admiration: "It's hard for you to think of these things." ”

Jiang Ning smiled: "Probably, because I am also from a poor background?" ”

"You're not." Jiang Hachiro said, "However, if you are born poor and have such ability, I am also willing." ”

"Stupid." Jiang Shan patted him on the head, "According to what you say, the poor should all be as smart as the seventh sister." ”

Jiang Ning said: "Speaking of which, I also want to remind a few of you with kind words, don't violate the law of the country, you will be whipped up, and the end will be the Far Eastern Hou Mansion." ”

"Seventh sister, don't worry, our Jiang family is not the Hou Mansion of the Far East." Jiang Shilang smiled, "Your father is Xiangye, and your eldest uncle is the general of Zhennan." One article and one martial arts, who can shake it? Don't talk about this, this is done, Seventh Sister, I'm still waiting for your meal. ”

"Don't worry."

Jiang Ning said with a smile.

Jiang Ruobai was facing backwards, his face was full of light, and he walked a little briskly.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Jiang Ning asked.

"Hahaha, that old horseman in the Far East Hou also has today! He's finished! ”

Jiang Yuan came over in a wheelchair, looking excited: "I heard that the county lord of Ling'an was disabled, and her brother was also arrested?" What the hell is going on. Did my father get angry with me on purpose? ”

"Ahem, what's this......" Jiang Ruobai coughed lightly.

Where did he know what was going on.

Jiang Yan pursed her lips and smiled: "Fifth sister, you misunderstand your father about this." ”

"Huh?"

"This really has nothing to do with Dad."

"What is going on with the Far Eastern Hou Mansion?"