Since Nangong Ning brought someone over, Feng Miaomiao was not in a hurry to go to the Wei family, but instead made a detour to the gate of the Yamen of the Beijing Mansion, and saw that a group of people were already surrounded outside.

"I've found a place!"

People circled around one circle after another, and when Feng Miaomiao was thinking about how to get in, she saw Ping'an pointing to the teahouse on the side, and said, "It's also the prince's over there!" ”

Feng Miao choked, and Qingxiu on the side was already shocked: "How many shops did the prince buy on this street?" ”

"No more, no more!"

Nangong Ning, who originally thought that it would be Feng Miaomiao who asked this sentence, was about to open his mouth to answer, but seeing that it was Qingxiu who asked, he immediately pushed the peace on his side forward.

Ping An Meizi stepped forward, came to Qingxiu and said, "It's probably sixty percent!" ”

Sixty percent?

Feng Miaomiao went up to the second floor of the teahouse, and couldn't help asking: "You suddenly ordered so many shops, aren't you afraid that the emperor will be suspicious?" ”

"I asked Nangong Ye in public for a silver ticket, and I want to buy this street, but you forgot?"

Nangong Ning took the pastry from the delicate white-glazed tea tray on the side and sent it to Feng Miaomiao: "Later, because of the lack of silver tickets, the mother concubine also made up for some!" My father knows this! ”

Feng Miaomiao heard him mention the concubine Niangniang, her eyes fell on the white glazed tea tray in front of her, she thought about it for a while, and then looked at Nangong Ning and asked, "Can the fillings in these pastries be made a little thinner?" ”

Nangong Ning looked at Feng Miaomiao suspiciously: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Draw!"

Although she was just passing by Anning Wangfu in a hurry that day, she still saw the calligraphy and paintings that Nangong Ning deliberately placed outside the study, although the paintings were all animals, but as far as she was a layman, those animal paintings were quite expressive.

Nangong Ning tilted his head, his eyes were a little disgusted: "Draw it with a paintbrush, can you still eat it?" ”

"I remember, it seems like there's a place where that's done!"

Feng Miao Miao twisted her eyebrows, and when she was flipping through the book at home, she glanced at it, but she didn't pay attention at that time, so Nangong Ning asked like this, and she didn't come up with anything for a while, but looking at his disgusted gaze, she squinted: "So, do you have a way to bring the fun outside to the concubine Niangniang, but you deliberately didn't bring it?" ”

Her instincts told her that what she could know, he must have known a long time ago.

But this time, Feng Miaomiao really wronged him.

I saw Nangong Ning spread his hands and expressed helplessness: "I really haven't paid attention to this kind of thing!" ”

Often, the food sent in the palace is nothing more than to hide people's eyes, and those delicious foods are all bought by Ping'an, or if there is something new in the capital, let Ping'an send it into the palace.

He really didn't care that much about what he ate.

And Feng Miaomiao is different, I don't know if it's because she has never been filial piety in the Zhenguo Mansion, so after coming back, in addition to strengthening her skills, she also shared part of her energy in cooking.

It was also because of her that he would slowly put down the pastry and refreshment shop in Beijing, just to be able to make up in front of her.

Feng Miaomiao looked at Nangong Ning's calm gaze, and immediately remembered the reason why he would come into contact with these things.

If you think about it carefully, if he really needs a shop, it is also those medicinal herb shops or the blacksmith shops that Nangong Ye placed in Runshan.

There was a hint of sweetness in his heart, but after nodding his head seriously, he looked at Ping An and said in a flat tone: "The next time you see the concubine, remember to tell Niangniang about our conversation!" ”

Nangong Ning hissed, and couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his ears, if the concubine really knew, then he wouldn't want his ears.

"I'll go back and study this!"

Nangong Ning held back for a long time before looking at Feng Miao and said.

Feng Miaomiao looked at the people surrounding the door of the yamen of the Beijing Mansion, in addition to those who watched the excitement, there were also some scholars dressed up, and remembered that when the spring of next year comes, there will be a scientific examination.

"Wouldn't you just take this opportunity to go around among those people?"

Although Nangong Ning was not interested in that position, he also had to have his own power.

Compared with Nangong Hao and Nangong Ye, what Nangong Ning lacks most is the connections in the court.

Most of the connections of my father and grandfather are military generals, and there is a great shortage of literati and Nangong Ning.

"How do you know I need those people?"

Nangong Ning looked in the direction of Feng Miaomiao's finger, her eyes were deep.

He actually took a fancy to a few students in this batch, and he really didn't think of any good way to get close to them: "Since I'm not interested in that position, I'll just wait for them to kill each other, and then sit on the fisherman's profit!" What do you do with these people? It's going to get you into trouble! ”

When Feng Miaomiao heard this, she glanced at Nangong Ning strangely.

"What? Am I not right? ”

Feng Miaomiao, who snorted, was a little speechless: "Who said that if you are not interested in that position, you can't benefit the country and the people?" ”

Nangong Ning looked at her like that and smiled lowly: "Did you think too well of me?" ”

"I believe in my own vision!"

Feng Miao cleared her throat before muttering.

I was blind in my last life, and I can't still be blind in this life!

After saying this, Feng Miaomiao turned her head to look over, and saw that the door of the yamen was open, and her father walked out of it with a second uncle with an incredulous face.

Behind him, there was naturally a long stick in his hand, a somewhat speechless Zhao Er.

Then, I saw a servant coming over with a bench in his hand and placing it directly in the middle of the crowd.

Zhao Er turned his head, looked at General Feng, who was more serious than him, with an expressionless face, closed his eyes, and tried to calm his emotions before he opened his eyes and looked at him and asked, "Do you really want a small fight?" ”

"Didn't you say you were the most impartial?"

Feng Chaobin had in his heart, since he was a talent that Miao Miao fancied, he had to mention the principle, and pointed to Feng Chaowen and said: "It's not enough to be fair and selfless, it's not for power to be a good official in the hearts of the people!" ”

Zhao Er felt a little pain in his cheeks this time, no matter how much he wanted to win a good reputation, he couldn't play like this!

This has only been a few days behind An Yuan Junjun, and in a trance, he has almost offended all the major families in Beijing.

"Don't worry! The Zhenguo Mansion won't hold a grudge against you! ”

Feng Chaobin looked at Zhao Er with a very stressed look, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder and said, "As long as you fight, don't pretend to fight!" The people watching here will testify for you, and no one will dare to retaliate afterwards! ”

After a pause, Feng Chaobin asked again: "Otherwise, I will play this matter?" ”

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