"I've done everything I told you to do?" Chang Yuan asked directly without waiting for the other party to salute.

Ning Changrong bowed first, and slowly took out the piece of paper from his chest, "Live up to Your Majesty's trust."

Gonggong Li trotted down and took the letter from Ning Changrong's hand.

After the letter reached Chang Yuan's hand, he opened it and looked at it, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

The letter is Bai Yunliang's self-confession, and it is also his letter to Shi.

He expounded his guilt in the letter, and also said that he had betrayed Chang Yuan's trust, and finally said that he was not capable of being able to know people clearly, and he was ashamed of Chang Yuan, and he was not worthy of being an official.

……

Not long after, Ning Changrong returned to the prison of the Criminal Department, and this time he came with a will.

"Fengtian carries the emperor's edict and says: Today, there is a guilty minister, Bai Yunliang, forming a party for personal gain, accepting bribes, conniving at relatives, and causing disaster ......to the township."

"Now, reciting his merits, he is authorized to give it to him, and he will not be held accountable, so as a warning that he will not be reinstated for life."

After Bai Yunliang heard the saint, he immediately kowtowed and thanked him, and received the holy decree tremblingly, his eyes were red, and tears flowed down his face.

The official is gone, the big mansion rewarded to him is gone, and he has to make up for the shortfall, but his life is saved, which is already the best result for Bai Yunliang.

After the others left, Ning Changrong stepped forward and patted Bai Yunliang on the shoulder: "Mr. Bai, let's do it for yourself in the future."

Bai Yunliang immediately stood up and thanked, "Mr. Ning, thank you, thank you for ignoring your past suspicions, I used to be too small-bellied."

He knew how heavy Ning Changrong was in front of Chang Yuan, especially after he thought clearly about the key to this matter, he understood it even more.

Ning Changrong maintained an impartial attitude from beginning to end of this matter, if Ning Changrong said a few bad words about him, he believed that today's result would probably be very different.

He knew too well Ning Changrong's influence on Chang Yuan.

Remembering that he actually regarded such a person as an imaginary enemy, it still feels very ridiculous when he thinks about it now.

"Mr. Bai, needless to say, hurry up and go home, Mrs. Sister-in-law is probably in a hurry."

Running to his house every day, stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, and people didn't say anything to ask for love, just to come to his house to chat, or to send this and that, and send some dishes made by others themselves, and it is not easy to refuse if you want to refuse.

The main thing is that he is not at home, and it is his mother who annoys him.

"Lord Ning," Bai Yunliang's voice was a little choked, "If there is anything ...... in the future" Halfway through speaking, he remembered that he would be a white body from now on, and it would be impossible for him to be an official again for the rest of his life, so he laughed at himself, "Lord Ning has something to do, maybe I don't have the ability to help you, but as long as Lord Ning needs to use my place, please come to me."

Lord Ning patted him on the shoulder and accepted the other party's kindness.

Coming to the door of the prison of the Criminal Department, Bai Yunliang looked at the sun hanging high, and had a feeling of the rest of his life.

He squinted his eyes, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, and before he could appreciate it, after a while, Ning Changrong notified Madam Bai to come over to pick him up: "Master!"

The other party grabbed the dress on his body and ran towards Bai Yunliang regardless of his image.

"Sir!"

"Ma'am."

Ning Changrong wasn't watching the couple's reminiscences.

The matter is settled, and the rest has nothing to do with him.

……

"Delicious!" Ning Qingxi squinted his eyes with satisfaction and enjoyment, tasting the durian mille-feuille.

This was sent by Ning Da Niu from the south, and many of them were broken on the way, and there were only a few that could be eaten.

He kept two at home, two at home, and one for Lai's mother-in-law.

Thinking that it was okay, Wang Xiujuan often came to Lai's mother-in-law's place, so she simply brought one of the durians at home to study new pastries here.

Lai Pozi is very good at making pastries, and durian mille-feuille is not troublesome, but she smells it and feels a little strange.

"Is this really that good to eat?" rely

The mother-in-law asked with a complicated face.

Why does she smell a bit like eating Yonedako? The color is also very similar, if it weren't for the fear of being disgusted when he said it, Lai Pozi would have said it on the spot.

"Haven't you eaten the one for your house yet?" Wang Xiujuan asked.

"How about eating it? No one in the house understands it, and it smells strange, and it hasn't moved there." When Lai Pozi saw the fruit that was prickly everywhere, she stayed away as soon as possible.

Wang Xiujuan looked like the other party was violently destroying the heavens, "You don't eat it quickly, it will be bad later." This thing was shipped from the south, and the freight along the way was not old or young, and it was broken a lot, if it weren't for the big cow in Jiaozhou, we wouldn't be able to eat it!"

"I don't want to give it to others if they want me, it's you."

Lai Pozi was a little embarrassed, "Why don't you take it back?"

Lai Pozi, who has always just wanted to take advantage, doesn't want to take advantage of this at all.

"What? You really don't want to eat it?" Wang Xiujuan asked.

"It smells weird." She was a little ...... when she did mille-feuille

"Grandma Lai, taste a little, it's really delicious!" Ning Qingxi said.

Seeing that the other party was eating with a satisfied look, Lai Pozi hesitated, sniffled, smelled the strange smell in the air, and just wanted to say that she didn't eat it, Wang Xiujuan directly stuffed a small piece of durian mille-feuille into her mouth.

Lai Pozi has always been unable to see others wasting food, let alone wasting it herself, it has already reached her mouth and cannot be spit out.

She ate it with an ugly face, and after swallowing it, she felt that it was not as unpalatable as she thought, and it was a little soft and sweet.

Wang Xiujuan smiled: "What's the matter, I didn't lie to you, this is a good thing."

Lai Pozi was surprised, "Huh?" She smacked her mouth, "Seems pretty tasty?"

Wang Xiujuan handed over another piece, "You taste it again."

This time, Lai Pozi didn't refuse again, and after tasting it, the more she chewed, the more she tasted, "It really doesn't stink!"

Seeing this, Lai Chunsheng also said with a shy face, "Auntie, can I also taste a piece?"

"Eat." Wang Xiujuan said concisely.

Fang Ledi hurriedly cut a small piece with a knife, put it into the small disk next to it, and took a bite with a spoon, after the thing entered his mouth, his eyes immediately lit up, "It's delicious!"

"Mother! Let's make this pastry with our durian?"

Lai Chunsheng doesn't like to eat sweets, that is, when he didn't have anything to eat before, he thought that sweets were a good thing, but later the conditions at home gradually improved, and there was no shortage of food.

But when he eats this durian mille-feuille, he has a different taste.

Lai Pozi ate his piece of durian mille-feuille in three clicks and two clicks.

"Do! I'll make that durian later." It's a pity in my heart that this durian is not easy to transport, otherwise the pastry can have one more flavor.

Ning Qingxi reminded: "Grandma Lai, the durian mille-feuille will be eaten on the same day as it is made, and now that the weather is so hot, it may go bad tomorrow."