The carriage traveled along the road, and soon came to the place where the lights were bright.

When I looked up, a gilded plaque read, Ningfu.

On both sides of the gate are two majestic stone lions.

The people of the Ning Mansion greeted the guests with a smile on their faces.

Everywhere there is a lively scene of commanding the carriages of each family to stop.

Ma Honglin got out of the carriage with his family, and the carriage was handed over to the next person to stay.

With a gift and a hearty smile, he walked towards Ning Changrong, who was greeting the court officials.

Ning Changrong didn't turn around, but after hearing his hearty laughter, he hurriedly thanked the guests in front of him, and then turned around and walked to Ma Honglin's side.

"Brother Ma is here." His pleasant voice reached Ma Honglin's ears.

Ma Honglin looked at the Ningfu lanterns and the guests coming and going, a busy appearance, and said cheerfully: "Can I not come to my eldest niece and Xu's day?"

As he spoke, he handed the gift to the other party.

"Doesn't my big straight daughter like to think about those craftsmen and stuff like that? This is when we were collecting the battlefield, we got the Ruda Secret Art by chance."

Ning Changrong was greatly surprised when he heard this.

A lot of the history of this world is different from the history they have studied, but there are also many similarities, and he has heard his daughter say it more than once in "The Secret Art of Ruda".

Ruda is not alone, this book is a collection of ancient craftsmen who co-authored a knowledge of craftsmanship.

Ning Changrong hesitated, and decided to accept it after a while, "This gift is too valuable, I am here to thank you for Xixi."

Ning Husheng, who was following Ning Changrong, raised his hand to take the other party's gift, and registered it according to the content of the gift that the other party said.

After the gift left his hand, Ma Honglin pretended to be angry and said, "What are you talking about? Is it still so much with me? How? Aren't we good brothers?"

Ning Changrong smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I'm not right."

The two quarreled at the gate for a while, and Ma Honglin saw that the guests outside were gathering more and more, and it was difficult to hold him, the host, and kept chatting.

"Okay, then I'll go in first, you can greet the guests here, don't disturb you."

Ning Changrong smiled and said sorry to him a few times, then changed places and continued to warmly entertain every guest who came to congratulate.

Among these guests were dignitaries and nobles, and some were businessmen and wealthy people.

Of course, those who could stay and enter the front hall, and were personally entertained by Ning Changrong, could only be those high-ranking officials and nobles, and they were not far from his level.

If everyone wants him to entertain, where can he entertain thoroughly?

The turn of the year is the day of Ning Qingxi and Lu.

Originally, I didn't plan to do a big deal, just get together as a family and invite some relatives and friends to chat.

But this time is different from the past, not to mention that Ning Qingxi is still a county lord, and after thinking about it, he can only hold this banquet.

"Lord, it's already here."

Chang Wencheng got out of the carriage and looked up.

From afar, you can see the appearance of Ningfu's colorful lights.

The guests who came and went all raised their hands with smiles on their faces.

He looked at the traffic and said to the man beside him, "Go and see where the carriage is parked." Come back to me after listening."

After he finished speaking, he took the gift in the carriage and strode forward.

Ning Changrong saw the young man in a dark brocade robe embroidered with golden dark patterns from a distance.

The ancient people were relatively precocious, and Chang Wencheng was stationed on the frontier all the year round, with maturity and perseverance on his face that did not match his age.

"The prince is here." Ning Changrong smiled and went up to greet him, no matter how good the relationship between the two was in private, it was better not to be too casual in this place with a mixed population.

Chang Wencheng pursed his lips and looked at the two of them.

He politely replied, "Lord Ning."

He raised his hand and handed the item he was carrying to the other party, "This is what I paid from the north

The "Xuangong Ji" obtained was specially given to the county lord today."

It was another great book of craftsmen, and he couldn't help but wonder, where did these people get these good things?

Doesn't it mean that these craftsmen's tomes have long been lost?

Today his daughter has a birthday, and he has collected all these classical masterpieces?

Ning Changrong accepted the gift and dragged the other party to the position.

Chang Wencheng arrived, and the guests behind him were gone.

The only ones who haven't come yet are Chang Yuan and Fu Linjun, the two emperors and queens.

Originally, he was going to come, but whether he would come or not, Ning Changrong himself was not sure.

The main thing is that Chang Yuan has too many things in his hands.

As is customary, the guests were beckoned to take their seats, waited for half an hour, and looked at the sky.

Just when Ning Changrong estimated that the other party would not come, there was a noise outside.

"Your Majesty has arrived, and the Queen Mother has arrived!" Gonggong Li's familiar sharp voice reached Ning Changrong's ears.

All the people in the mansion changed their faces drastically, and they hurriedly stood up, and Ning Changrong led Wang Xiujuan and Ning Qingxi to the front hall, ready to greet them.

Before they could arrive, Chang Yuan and Fu Linjun had already joined forces and entered the front hall, through the corridor, to the courtyard where they were gathering.

He looked at Ning Changrong, who was running to greet him in a panic, and said with a smile, "It's too late."

Ning Changrong Alliance arched his hand and said, "It's not too late, Your Majesty came just in time."

Wang Xiujuan also said happily: "Your Majesty, Queen Mother, the old man will take you to a seat, the time is just right."

Although in ancient times, although sons were favored over daughters, as long as it was a family with a bit of status, it attached great importance to the harmony of the girls in the family.

Ning Qingxi's Ji Lu Ri has these two people in charge, which is also a great honor for herself, and it is also a manifestation of Ning Fu's favor.

After following all the etiquette according to the rules, Ning Qingxi's whole person was like an umbrella stand.

All the etiquette she learned at the beginning was used, and she was glad that she learned it, otherwise she would be embarrassed today, not only her own face, but also the face of the queen and the emperor.

Fu Anshu sat leisurely and ate pastries on the side.

"Tired? You didn't know how hard it was when I was with you, and you were only half of me."

As she spoke, she was suddenly a little stunned, and she was silent for a while and asked, "Xixi, you said that it would be harder to get married in the future than now?" I overheard the grandmother in the palace say that the red tape of marriage is even more exaggerated."

Ancient girls were generally ashamed to talk about their own family affairs, but the two were obviously not of this type, otherwise it would be impossible to talk together.

Marriage is still too far away for Ning Qingxi, even if she is over, then she is only fifteen years old.

"Definitely, but we're both county lords, won't the etiquette be cut a little?"

Fu Anshu shook his head, looking like you were too naïve, and said, "You don't understand this, do you? The procedures for recruiting horses for princesses in the past are very complicated, and it will not be too easy for the county lord to get married."