Chapter 89: Regret or Not
It was also at that time that the Ning family no longer cared about Ning Luan.
In the past 20 years, Ning Luan has never returned to her parents' home. The Ning family also further held the power of the DPRK in their hands and became a real minister.
She regretted it at the beginning, and she regretted it very much.
But looking at the prince's care and protection of Han Qingning, as if she was afraid that she would make a move, gradually, she didn't regret it.
As for disgust and hatred.
However, today, Ning Luan looked at the hall with an indifferent face, but it made people look at the dazzling Ning Zhi, and suddenly felt that what he had done all these years was not worth it.
Zhizhi is such a powerful child, I still remember that when she first got married, she was still worried.
Thinking about it today, she is about the only one who has been scrapped by the Ning family, right?
That kid has a degree of advance and retreat.
Ning Luan drank the last glass of wine, got up and staggered inside.
thought to herself, she didn't care if she was worthy of Pei Jue, but she had to admit that she couldn't stand Dajin.
Fortunately, God couldn't bear to cut off the bloodline of the Great Jin, and finally had a second prince.
And her niece, perhaps...... It's really to pay off her debts, right?
Then, she can't stand Zhizhi either.
It's just that the matter has come to this point, and regret is useless......
"Poor man...... There must be something hateful...... The ancients didn't deceive me......"
Ning Luan walked very slowly, step by step, she murmured softly.
She should have had another easy path...... Pity...... Harm others and yourself.
The next night, Han's house.
Han Peiqi, Han Peiqing, and their father were all sitting in Han Cheng's study.
"What do you think?" Han Cheng asked.
"The enlightened Taoist of this Qingfeng view is not an ordinary person. This Qingfeng Guan was able to move all the way south from the war without losing a single person, which shows that Ming Daochang is a supernatural person. Now, since he asserted to the prince, I am afraid that it is true. Han Songming, that is, Han Peiyuan's father.
Qingfeng Temple was originally outside Shengjing City, and it was already an old Taoist temple for hundreds of years.
Three years before the fall of Shengjing City, Qingfeng Guan suddenly went south and chose Linjing. Not to mention people, even the dogs raised in the Taoist temple have not been lost by the war. Therefore it is not for anyone not to believe their words.
This Ming Dao Chang has not shown people hexagrams for many years. Suddenly, I saw it, and it naturally attracted people's attention.
"I listen to my father about these things." Han Changming was faint and indifferent.
"This Qingfeng view is certainly magical, but this thing is ......," Han Peiqing said: "Is it true?" What if there was no such thing? ”
"It's true." Han Peiqi smiled: "It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not in good health. ”
"It's true or not, let's not say it, in the coming year, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's birthday will definitely be more than half. When the time comes, the courtiers from other places will return to Beijing. There are also a few generals coming back from the front line, and the Han family should also pay attention. Han Songming glanced at Han Cheng: "Father, what do you say?" ”
Han Cheng nodded: "Well, that's the truth." Alright, Pezy and the boss stay, you guys go back first. ”
Han Songming glanced at Han Cheng a few more times and got up: "Then my father and brother sit widely, and I'll go." ”
After walking far from the study, Han Songming said, "Go with my father." ”
Han Peiqing nodded and followed him into the residence.
"You...... It's not the same as what your big brother does, so pay attention to it later. Don't get involved with him. ”
"Father, you...... Don't you think that's right? I...... I thought you didn't know. Han Peiqing couldn't help but feel excited.
Han Songming frowned, he didn't know anything, but ...... It's so abnormal. So he couldn't tell his son anything: "Remember what your father said." Your sister is about to enter the mansion of the Second Highness, and you will get closer to the Second Highness in the future. Don't get out of measure. ”
"Yes, father." With his father's words, he has a lot less trepidation these days.
In the study, Han Chengdao: "After the year, the Peng family should return to Beijing to report on their work. Now that there is an abnormality on the front line, the Peng family should have an excuse, but as soon as this incident comes out, I am afraid that it will not be easy. ”
openly resisted the order, but the Peng family did not dare.
"What does grandfather mean by that...... Do you want to ventilate with the Peng family? Han Peiqi asked.
Han Cheng was silent and tapped lightly on the table.
"Father...... Let's ......" Han Changming opened his mouth, trembling a little: "You can just don't do anything, our Han family, rich and ......"
"Shut up! You've disappointed me! Han Cheng shouted angrily: "After so many years, you still don't understand? ”
Han Changming trembled: "Father...... Since ancient times, such things have achieved few successes and many failures, and if they fail, the Han family will ...... Up and down...... Hundreds of people inside and outside the world......"
"Well, I know your worries. The Han family has been preparing for so many years, how could it be so easy to lose? You're tired, go back and rest. Han Cheng frowned, slightly disgusted.
Among the children in his life, this eldest son is not a weapon, and he is too timid.
"Father, I'll send you?" Han Peiqi said.
"No need." This time, Han Changming did not hide his disgust at all, and shook his hand and went out.
If it weren't for this son of evil, if it weren't for him! How so? He can't even have a son-in-law, if it weren't for this son-in-law, why would the Han family be here!
Han Peiqi doesn't care, he's used to it.
After sending his father away, he sat back down.
"Don't care, if you become a big thing, you don't have to care about this little thing." Han Chengdao.
"Yes, grandfather." Han Peiqi naturally listened to Han Cheng's words the most.
"What do you want to do about this?" Han Cheng asked.
"We can't get this Zuozhou, but it's best not to ask Pei Heng to get it, otherwise I'm afraid it won't be easy to do." If they fight in the future, it will definitely be easy for the Peng family to deal with.
"It's hard to meddle in this matter." The Han family is a civilian official, even though they are readers in the Internet world, but there is no one in the army.
Even if there is a secret collusion, it is not exposed at this time.
"Isn't it time to go back to Beijing?" Han Peiqi said.
Han Cheng shook his head: "It's not time to ...... yet."
"Let's wait and see what happens, I've been waiting for it all these years, and I'm not in a hurry." Han Chengdao: "You go back too, let's see how this matter develops." I can't say it, so why don't the Peng family dare to return to Beijing? ”
"Yes, grandfather will rest too." Han Peiqi got up.
He went back to his yard and called his own guard: "What's wrong?" ”
"The Second Prince's Mansion has been arranged, although it is not in an important position, but when the Second Prince moves into the Mansion, it can still be replaced. This Ning family is also stuffed with two, but it can't get close to Ning Zhi. There are people in the palace, but the Feihong Hall is not easy to interfere with. The guard said.
"It's okay, there's no hurry." Han Peiqi smiled: "This ninth girl of the Ning family, isn't it quite difficult to approach?" ”
"This Ning Jiu, there are guards who are waiting for a small time, they are all masters, and they don't shy away from entering the backyard, and her own yard is surrounded by guards. There are not many girls in close proximity, just seven or eight, all of whom have been serving for several years, and it is impossible to arrange people to go in rashly. I can only ask about something from the outside. The guard said.
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