When the sun was setting and the twilight was sinking, Ning Xiaochuan came out of the treasure house.

As a martial artist, Ning Xiaochuan naturally drank better than the two Guozi Jian scholars, he supported Wei Zhengol on the left and Yu Gongming on the right, both of them were already unconscious.

Especially Yu Gongming, the amount of alcohol is already poor, and after these two years, he has not made much progress.

Nie Hongyi drove the carriage to the outside of Zhenbao Zhai early, Ning Xiaochuan directly carried the drunk two to the carriage, and then clapped his hands, "Miss Nie has worked hard for you, send them back, these are all future court officials, don't be careless." ”

"Childe, what about you?" Nie Hongyi got into the carriage and asked curiously.

Ning Xiaochuan took a deep breath and untied his belt, "I'...... I still have something to do, you don't have to worry about me, just go back. ”

"But......" Although Nie Hongyi was not at ease, he still couldn't resist Ning Xiaochuan, so he had to go back first.

The evening of early spring was very short, and it was evening in an instant, and Ning Xiaochuan walked slowly on the street.

Suddenly he stopped, looked back, there were few people on the street, some vendors had already begun to pack up their things and go back, and if it was too late, they would not be able to get out of the city, and when the time came, they would stay at the Yindu Inn for one night, and the past few days would be in vain.

Ning Xiaochuan turned around and continued walking, but as he walked, he still felt that someone was following him, but he didn't find anything when he turned back several times.

Just as Ning Xiaochuan turned around and continued to hurry, a man came up to him, stopped in front of him, and didn't give Ning Xiaochuan a chance to open his mouth at all, handing him a note.

There were people all around, Ning Xiaochuan was not easy to shoot, so he could only take the note, the man left sideways, Ning Xiaochuan frowned, opened the note and looked at it, after reading it, the whole person's face changed suddenly, and at the same time looked to the left, and finally walked quickly into the alley next to him.

In the depths of the alley, I saw a middle-aged man standing under the old tree, holding a knife in one hand and carrying the other behind him, dressed in black and covered with black veil. ”

In the twilight, Ning Xiaochuan clearly saw the flowing cloud pattern on the scabbard in the man's hand, and it was obvious that Zhongfu came to the door.

Ning Xiaochuan walked into the small courtyard beside the man, and the courtyard was full of people in black, who were standing on both sides of the courtyard with torches in their hands.

And in the middle of the courtyard, a man who looked like an old man was sitting cross-legged on the couch, his expression was not angry and arrogant, although he looked like he was old, but his hair was as black as ink, which was why Ning Xiaochuan was not sure if he was an old man or not.

The man in front of him and Pei Yu are two extremes, one looks like a teenager but has white hair, and the other has black hair full of vicissitudes of life, making it difficult to tell his age.

However, let's call him an old man.

The man entered the door, held his sword and arched his hand, "My lord, Ning Gongzi has arrived." ”

The old man opened his eyes suddenly, and a cold glow approached Ning Xiaochuan, Ning Xiaochuan frowned and said, "What does the old man have to do?" Young Master Ben's time is very tight, and I don't have time to spend here with you. ”

Hearing Ning Xiaochuan's old gentleman, this person's face changed slightly, one hand behind his back, and said in a deep voice, "Ning Gongzi has been out of the limelight outside in the past two years, Luzhou Legalist, Qingzhou Confucianism, Suzhou Mojia, all the sects that can be said to be named have Ning Gongzi's figure, and they have solved the Miaojiang War that the imperial court has not been able to win for two years. ”

Ning Xiaochuan's heart was full of echoes when these words came out of the mouths of the people in Zhongfu, and he always felt that there was a little bit of yin and yang weirdness in it, and even made him feel that some weasels were giving New Year's greetings to chickens.

"It's not thanks to you that I can have today, everyone is not a child anymore, if there is anything to say, I have to go back." Ning Xiaochuan said impatiently.

The air was suddenly quiet, and a crescent moon hung in the treetops, for he stood in the middle of the courtyard, and the cold moonlight shone down on him alone, making him seem out of place with the people around him.

"Ning Gongzi is a cheerful person, then I won't hide it, it is rumored that the six-foot strategist Wang Aosheng wrote a letter to the head of Shushan before he died.

However, not long ago, the head of Shushan handed over this letter to you, I don't know if this matter is true or not? The old man's tone revealed obvious hostility, and at the same time, he turned sideways and carefully observed Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan blinked his eyes and smiled lightly, his tone was full of disdain, "Mr. wants to know, just go to Shushan and ask if it's okay, why bother me here, if I have it, will it be your will, if I say no, can you believe me?" ”

"Ning Gongzi, we will inquire over there in Shushan, if you are really wronged, don't worry, we will not embarrass you, but if you know and don't report it, don't blame me." The old man could hear the meaning of Ning Xiaochuan's words, and the old man also got the answer, only to see that after he finished speaking, he waved his big hand, and a puff of smoke and dust drifted by, and the man disappeared like this.

As soon as the man left, the black-clothed man beside him also walked out, and after everyone in the Zhongfu left, Ning Xiaochuan took a deep breath and took out the note in his hand.

"For Komeito and Wei Zhengol to threaten me? Zhongfu, I really look down on you more and more. ”

……

Yindu, in a courtyard on the street.

A woman with long hair hanging down her waist sat alone in the courtyard, the stone table in the courtyard was piled with all kinds of books, and the oil lamp next to her danced with candles, and by the moonlight and the dim light of the oil lamp, the woman wrote these obscure words and phrases stroke by stroke.

Since Ning Xiaochuan left two years ago, Wen Zhaomin has lived in this courtyard, and in the past two years, Mrs. Ning has taken care of herself, not only for clothing and food, but also for herself to take some work of copying books and sewing.

At the same time, he also cultivated a vegetable garden under the east corner of the courtyard, and under her careful care, it can be regarded as quite fruitful, and now her life is not so poor, and she can eat Wang Ji's white sugar cake every once in a while.

However, living in the Ning family's courtyard, it is inevitable that they will suffer some gossip, and the beautiful girls will suffer more malice than other girls.

In the past two years, she didn't know how many times she was pointed at her backbone and abused, and she didn't know how many vegetable leaves and eggs were thrown away at home, but she gritted her teeth and survived.

Before the New Year, Wen Zhaomin, who went to the street to buy New Year's goods as usual, happened to hear that the fifth young master of the Ning family had returned to Yindu, after hearing the news, Wen Zhaomin was so excited that he didn't rest well for several days, even if he copied books, he felt impetuous, absent-minded, staring at the door in a daze every day, and occasionally going to the kitchen to practice cooking.

But the more he waited, the more he couldn't wait for the lover he wanted to see, and in the end, Wen Zhaomin simply moved the book directly to the courtyard, sat in the pavilion and copied the book, and at the same time comforted himself that he was sitting in the courtyard, so that when Ning Xiaochuan knocked on the door, he could open the door as soon as possible.

Waiting until today, the cold wind blew, Wen Zhaomin subconsciously stomped his feet, and sighed helplessly, it seems that he can't wait today, just as Wen Zhaomin was carrying the oil lamp and preparing to go back to the room, a familiar voice sounded, it was the voice of the person she had dreamed of countless times in her dreams, "It's so late, you haven't slept yet." ”

Wen Zhaomin looked back in surprise, when she saw Ning Xiaochuan sitting on a chair admiring the books she had copied, she couldn't help but have red eyes, and all the words she wanted to say were used in her mouth, but when she wanted to say it, she didn't know where to start, she just said in a wooden voice, "Wait for you." ”

According to the customs of Zhongzhou, when a woman gets married, the family will hire a blessed person with both children to help the bride trim her face and open her eyebrows, that is, use a cotton rope to twist the fluff on her face, cut the long hair and sideburns in front of her forehead, so that the bride will be blessed to marry into her husband's family.

And Wen Zhaomin helped herself fix her face in the mirror as early as the day she heard that Ning Xiaochuan came back, and opened her eyebrows, although she knew that she would not marry Ning Xiaochuan, but when she saw him again, she could also be a nominal bride.

Ning Xiaochuan smiled slightly, put away the scroll on the table, looked up at this beautiful woman he hadn't seen for two years, and said, "It's well written." ”

Wen Zhaomin didn't answer, holding the oil lamp in both hands, lowering his eyebrows, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Ning said to himself next time, "Don't help people copy books in the future, if you want to read books, I will send someone to send them to you, and the money will be given to you every month, and you can buy whatever you want to eat and drink on the street."

By the way, do you want me to invite a maidservant, it's lonely for you to live here alone, how about Miss Nie, it's your own person, and besides, if you two live here, I'll rest assured......"

"Ning Gongzi."

Wen Zhaomin interrupted Ning Xiaochuan's words, and Qiushui looked at Ning Xiaochuan with tears in his eyes, "That is to say, I am still me on the bank of the Fuhe River, but I have changed places." ”

After Ning Xiaochuan heard this, he knocked on the stone table with one hand and said slowly, "But you don't have a choice now." ”

Wen Zhaomin wiped his tears and choked up, "But I, Wen Zhaomin, don't want to be your vase, I don't need your help and mercy, I have hands and feet, I can work, I can still live well without you, I ...... I ......"

Wen Zhaomin didn't say a follow-up for a long time, because he didn't say that sentence like you.

Ning Xiaochuan got up and came to Wen Zhaomin's side, dragging Wen Zhaomin's chin with one hand, gently lifting her delicate and beautiful cheeks, while a pair of eyes stared at Wen Zhaomin.

Wen Zhaomin was holding the oil lamp, his breathing was short, his cheeks were red, and he didn't dare to look directly at Ning Xiaochuan, Ning Xiaochuan smiled slightly, and said, "It's good to be a vase, and I won't lose you if I am Ning Xiaochuan's vase." ”

Wen Zhaomin bit her lip tightly, she didn't dare to ask Ning Xiaochuan to look at him with the eyes of ordinary people, even if she could look at herself with the eyes of a maidservant, she was willing.

However, Ning Xiaochuan has always regarded her as a vase on the bank of the Fuhe River, the kind of vase that can be trampled on by others and has no dignity, this kind of grievance and sadness suddenly came to his heart, Wen Zhaomin burst into tears, and said tremblingly, "That...... You...... Would you care about this vase? ”

This question seemed to be beyond Ning Xiaochuan's expectations, Ning Xiaochuan got up, picked up a book on the table, and responded, "This book is good." ”

Yes, he doesn't look down on her in the end, maybe she is a shallow person who can't climb the door of the Ning family.