Chapter 80: Not Afraid of the Past

This is a bit intriguing, I know I don't like it, but I still want to give it away?

In Han Peiyuan's heart, this picture was automatically brought into the famous painting.

I thought to myself, what famous paintings of any dynasty can be so valuable?

Han Peiyuan thought in her mind, and smiled: "Although Your Highness is a person who practices martial arts, it is not necessarily that he doesn't like calligraphy and painting. Yes...... This gift of mine is not easy to give. ”

She was originally planning to send calligraphy and paintings!

She has always been the first talented woman, what do you send if you don't send calligraphy and paintings? Not only to send calligraphy and paintings, but also to write their own.

But now that Ning Zhi wants to send it, isn't this picking up people's teeth?

Even if the Ning family sent it to a famous family, since she came to ask, she had to be the same as Ning Zhi, so it was inevitable that she would ...... Asked Ning Zhi to think that she was deliberate.

I can't help but feel that my mind is very unpleasant.

"I forgot, hello." Ning Zhi smiled, but he really just remembered it.

The person in front of you, doesn't he like poetry, songs, famous paintings and calligraphy?

"Nine girls are overrated." Han Peiyuan secretly hated and said with a smile: "If that's the case, I'll send some embroidery?" ”

What else can a woman's give to her fiancΓ© besides calligraphy, painting and embroidery?

Ning Zhi smiled lightly: "It's all up to you, anyway, if Your Highness likes it." ”

However, she didn't think that a man like Pei Heng could like any embroidery......

Han Peiyuan didn't have hope when he came, and he couldn't be disappointed when he left.

It's just that I can't send calligraphy and paintings, and I'm a little unwilling.

"Girl, it's better to give the second highness a lonely book. You don't have a lot of unique books, many of them are from the previous dynasty. It's also very rare now. Qingchun whispered.

She followed in to serve, so she heard everything clearly.

The only book is indeed a rarity.

Shengjing City, the ancient capital of several dynasties, was captured by the Ta people twenty years ago, how many good things were destroyed.

This calligraphy and painting, a solitary book, bamboo slips and the like, have never been loved by the Ta people.

It has also destroyed countless people.

The Ta people were originally a people on horseback, and they were more powerless, so they didn't like things like the Dajin people at all.

So there is no mercy in destroying it.

Nowadays, the Han family has a lot of books, and Han Peiyuan himself also has several sets of unique ancient books.

She thought about it, but it was good, so she gave that set of ring lang notes to His Royal Highness.

This is a set of talks about the major events in the DPRK and China during a certain period of the previous dynasty.

Because it involved a secret story of the previous dynasty, it was mostly destroyed by the imperial court after it was published at that time.

What is left behind is kept private.

There are very few of them left. Later, it was cleared by the new emperor once, and it is said that there are only three sets in existence. Now, the north is all in the flames of war, who knows if there are still those two sets.

Therefore, this is given to His Royal Highness II, which is not a light courtesy.

"I don't know what the ninth girl is sending." Qingchun muttered.

"The power of her Ning family, what do you want? Let's think about the calligraphy and painting of a famous artist. Han Peiyuan thought, I have never heard His Royal Highness love calligraphy and painting, nor have I heard His Royal Highness love ancient books.

It's good that neither of them has the upper hand.

"But girl, do you think what Ning Zhi said is true?" Qingchun asked again.

What if Ning Jiu is just talking nonsense, what if it is not calligraphy and painting that will be sent at that time?

"You think she still needs to lie to me?" Han Peiyuan didn't care much.

Qingchun is stagnant, well, it is really not needed.

The Ning family sent Han Peiyuan away, and Ning Zhi asked someone to bring the things she had ordered a long time ago.

"Girl, ...... you" Forsythia was a little uneasy.

"Shhhh Don't disturb me, from this day onwards I go to the ashram for two hours every day. Hurry up and wait for His Highness's birthday and give it to him. Ning Zhi smiled and patted Forsythia's hand gently.

Someone took the things with them to the ashram she had prepared temporarily.

"The girl has never touched anything in the past all these years, this ......" Forsythia whispered, worried tightly.

They all knew that the girl didn't dare to touch those old things, and that's how they saw things and thought about people.

I also know that the originally round and happy family, suddenly there is only one girl left. Those things don't look comforting, they are sad.

"yes, but ...... The girl knew it. These things are not something that can be forgotten without touching old things. Banxia also sighed: "Actually, it's good to take a look, the girl is still young, so she has to let go of these things." Otherwise, it will always be sad, even the lord and lady in heaven, as well as our five sons, will not be at ease. ”

Although these four big girls have never seen Ning Zhan's family, but the day they were assigned to the ninth girl, they were the girls in the second room.

Naturally, the master of the second room is their master, and they can't be called the second master, and the wife of the second room is their wife, and they can't be called the second lady. Ning Mu from the second room is the fifth oldest in the Ning family, and they also call us five sons.

Even though they rarely mentioned it, they didn't dare to mention it in front of Ning Zhi, but it should have been sorted like this.

"Now that there is His Highness, it is finally good. I saw that when the girl and His Highness were together, they were still happy. Banxia sighed again: "It's just that the current situation is ...... Ay...... The girl's life is not good. ”

"What words!" Forsythia baba: "The girl's life is good!" It's okay if the situation is not good, it will be fine in a few years! After a few years, when the girl is older, she will be fine! ”

Where is the fate is not good, the family is gone, and the girl is alive by herself, which is a great luck!

The girl must be able to come here!

Banxia understood her thoughts, smiled and shook her head: "Come on, you guard, I'll go to the dining room for a walk." Those two have been in a hurry to learn bandaging these days, so let's work harder. The girl is going to bother, so I'll go get her some soup. ”

Forsythia waved his hand: "You go, you go, the soup you made, the girl loves it the most." ”

Banxia shook her head and went, saying that forsythia doesn't like to touch the kitchen.

Forsythia walked backwards and looked inside the ashram, but unfortunately he couldn't see it.

The guard at the doorway grinned at her.

Forsythia glared at the guard, then stuck out her tongue and grimaced, turned her head and sat down in the cloister, ignoring him.

The guard chuckled under his breath, then stood in order.

They are all people who have seen each other every day, and they are all very familiar with it. Everyone knows each other's temperaments. No one cares.

In the quiet room, Ning Zhi was silent for a long time at the long scroll in front of him, and finally raised his pen and dropped the first stroke.

As Banxia said, there are many things that are not good to face.

She was about to start, how could she retreat?

If you must have a sense of ceremony, it is not a showdown with Pei Heng, not a training of Jinwuwei, just start today, from the pen!

She stroked by stroke, earnestly and religiously.

If someone sees it, they will understand her intentions, but even if they don't see it, there will always be people who understand.

Ning Zhi has never been afraid to face the past, but she is not ready for the past.

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