Chapter Forty-Seven: Your Majesty Has a Will

The young Son of Heaven is reading a book.

After hearing about it, I wasn't too shocked.

"Originally, it was just to teach Wang En a lesson, after all, his father is the secretary of the ministry, and this face is still to be given by the military department!"

The voice of the young man was very soft.

"It's just that when I came out of the military department, I went directly to Ningxiang Building, which was beyond my expectations!"

The young man paused for a moment and put down the scroll in his hand.

It seems that he is a little confused: "The colt also went?" ”

"It's gone! also had some disputes with Wang En! ”

After all the antecedents of the dispute have been said.

The young son of heaven suddenly laughed: "Although this Su Ding doesn't learn and has no skills, but his mind is quite exquisite, even if it is Wang En, he can't get any benefits!" ”

At this time, Zuo Daqian shook his head slightly: "The horse may not be a person who does not learn and does not know how to do it!" ”

"Oh? Why? ”

The young man asked softly.

Zuo Daqian took a deep breath, and then said the rest of what happened.

After listening to this.

The face of the young Tianzi did not change at all, and it seemed that he had known it for a long time.

"In other words, my court painter, call this Su Ding Master, and Su Ding also responded, it seems that the mysterious master in this person's mouth should be Su Ding!"

Speaking of which!

Qiao Heng looked at Wei Zhong beside him: "Is that painting still there?" ”

"Here it is!"

Wei Zhong nodded hurriedly, then took out the painting drawn by Su Ding and handed it to Qiao Heng.

Qiao Heng shook his head slightly, and then looked at Zuo Daqian.

Wei Zhong understood, and hurriedly handed the painting back to Zuo Daqian.

Zuo Daqian had some doubts in his heart, opened the painting, and after pondering for a while: "This painting is in a class of its own, and the writing is delicate, if it is really painted by the horse, the horse must have a gully in his chest!" ”

"Hmm!"

Qiao Heng nodded: "It's just, why does he want to hide himself?" ”

Zuo Daqian's brows furrowed, this painting, it's not the first time he's seen it, he just thought it was painted by Song Shiyue before, but now it seems that the author of this painting should be Su Ding, the horse master.

This horse master is very mysterious.

Qiao Heng seemed to be a sentence that didn't match the preface, but it made Zuo Daqian understand in an instant!

Fall to your knees!

"The subordinates will definitely find out!"

"Hmm!"

Qiao Heng nodded contentedly.

After a pause, he continued: "Grandpa Wei! ”

"The minions are here!"

Wei Zhong hurriedly spoke.

"Mt. Mochizuki is a good place. Since Su Ding has taken a fancy to it, and he has also won the top spot in the school examination, then he will draft a decree and allow him to build a house! ”

Qiao Heng's voice was very soft.

Wei Zhong hurriedly arched his hand and said, "The slave understands!" ”

"Alright, let's all go down!"

Qiao Heng waved his hand slightly.

In the entire hall, he was the only one left, and his eyes were a little solemn, as if he was thinking about something.

Sitting in this position, it is inevitable that there will be more thoughts.

He also had to see what was going on.

"I want to see what you want to do with this son!" Qiao Heng gently closed the scroll in his hand.

The name of the scroll catches your eye.

"Ten Questions on Commerce" - Su Chengfu!

……

Ning Xiang Lou, a room on the top floor.

Mother Xu sat opposite Su Ding, with a little embarrassment on her face, and then continued: "Master Su, aren't you embarrassed?" Jiang Yue, unlike other girls, doesn't pick up guests! ”

"I didn't let her pick up customers, just come out and meet them."

Su Ding laughed, and then said lightly.

"Young Master Su, now, Jiang Yue is not in the Ning Xiang Building!"

"She's noble, unlike us people......"

Speaking of this, Mother Xu's face was a little disdainful and playful, and then she said: "In the eyes of others, we are selling meat!" How can you talk, unless the big boss nods, otherwise, I really can't promise you anything! ”

Su Ding's brows furrowed slightly.

The big boss of this Ningxiang Building is still quite mysterious.

He has never shown up, but it is impossible to build such a condensing incense building on the bank of the Xiangshui River, where every inch of land is valuable, without a certain ability.

No one knows which of the six ministries in the three provinces is the big guy.

Su Ding paused: "I understand, then I won't embarrass Mother Xu, but next time, when Miss Jiang Yue wants to show her face, please let Mother Xu inform me earlier!" ”

While speaking, Su Ding took out a silver ingot.

handed it to the woman in front of him: "This silver is for tea!" ”

"Oh, Su Gongzi is really polite!"

Mother Xu smiled happily and hurriedly took the silver: "Master Su, don't worry, as long as this Jiangyue girl comes, I will definitely inform you!" ”

Leave from Ningxiang Building.

Song Shiyue looked like she wanted to say something.

"What do you want to say? Say ......"

Su Ding raised his head and asked.

"Master, I have been painting every day according to your request, and although I have made a lot of progress, my recent progress has been getting smaller and smaller."

Song Shiyue seemed to be a little helpless: "I don't know how long it will take to catch up with your master's ability!" ”

It's a sycophant.

Su Ding paused for a moment: "If you think it's simple, then it's better to replace the stake with a fruit or a crockpot." ”

"How else?"

Song Shiyue froze in place and asked softly.

"It's okay, okay, you can go back first, I'm going back to the house too, and I'm going to the ministry tomorrow!"

"Good!"

After Song Shiyue got the answer, she didn't stay where she was.

After making a salute, he ran in the direction of the Ruyi Pavilion.

"This kid!"

Su Ding looked at the shadow of Song Shiyue's departure, and was suddenly a little speechless.

However, at this time.

A voice came out.

"Hey, Master Pony, you're here, but it's really easy for the minions to find!"

Su Ding followed the voice and looked.

But he found that Wei Zhong trotted all the way over, and then said with a flattering smile: "Master Ma, Your Majesty has a will!" ”

"Huh?"

Su Ding was stunned for a moment, and was about to kneel down to receive the order.

But he was helped by Wei Zhong: "This matter, Your Majesty means, don't make a noise, just look at it yourself!" ”

As he spoke, he was like a vendor selling CDs under the overpass, and gently stuffed a holy decree into Su Ding's arms.

Su Ding was a little confused.

"This ......"

Su Ding was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly took out an ingot of silver.

"Master Pony, this is not good!"

Wei Zhongxi smiled, and carefully put the silver into his pocket: "Do you still have any doubts?" ”

"Grandpa Wei, how could Your Majesty suddenly have a will?"