In the past, when Ning Wuxian came to the bookstore to buy a famous calligraphy for Liu Qingfang, the boss in front of him often looked disgusted.

But now, Ning Wuxian has turned into a poet immortal, and even the peddlers and pawns know to respect him.

Pick up the high and step on the low, the past and the present, all the same.

"Mr. Ning, I don't know if you have any genuine works that you need to sell, if so, we are neighbors, remember to give priority to Xiao Lao'er's bookstore?"

"Okay." Ning Wuxian responded casually, saw the bookstore owner have a smile on his face, and picked up the book he wanted to buy: "I buy this "Daxing Law". ”

"This "Daxing Decree" only costs half a tael of silver, Mr. Ning wants it, and Xiao Lao'er will give it to you directly." The bookstore owner behaved very generously.

In his opinion, it is impossible for Ning Wuxian to come to the bookstore on purpose, only to buy a book, or a cheap book that students don't read at all.

Anyway, as long as Ning Wuxian wants to buy other calligraphy and ancient books, when the wool comes out of the sheep, why don't he take the opportunity to be more generous?

"All I need is this one."

Ning Wuxian didn't intend to take advantage, so he took out half a tael of silver from his sleeve and put it on the bookshelf.

Under the surprised gaze of the bookstore owner, he walked out of the bookstore quickly, made a detour, and walked towards Ningfu.

The whole book of "Daxing Law" is only the size of two palms and the thickness of a finger belly, which can be seen that there are many loopholes in the Daxing Law that can be drilled.

Ning Wuxian had heard a saying before, that the method of making a lot of money was in this law.

He won't exploit the leaks to make money, but that doesn't mean the enemy won't drill the camp.

The law in the book in his hand was the benchmark for him to know the enemy's last red line.

"Xiao Yunfei, take this book, and you will learn it with me in the future."

Yun Fei, who was following behind him, heard this, and his little black face turned into a bitter melon.

He only recognized three of the four words in this book, which didn't seem thick, but he always felt that it was difficult to learn. "Childe, do you have to learn?"

"You have to learn."

The laws concerning one's own body are clearly written, and they will not only save their lives, but also kill them.

In particular, the Ye family also has a Ye Tong judgment who is good at this aspect, and this "Daxing Law Order" is even more important.

I bought some of my cousins' favorite pastries on the way, ordered a few sets of fashionable clothes for my aunts and uncles at the ready-to-wear store, and sent them to Ningfu together.

This time, Ning Wuxian was still ten zhang away from the gate of Ning Mansion, and Ning Fuzhong, the old housekeeper of Ning Mansion, personally walked more than ten steps to meet him, took the pastry in his hand, and smiled from ear to ear: "The fifth prince came so early, have you eaten?" ”

"I've eaten." Ning Wuxian walked towards the door.

Along the way, Ning Wuxian's eyes kept looking at the past nursing home.

Most of these nursing homes are veterans who have been injured and retired, and I don't know if it is his illusion, but I always feel that there are a lot more nursing homes in Ningfu today than usual.

There are also a lot of people who are born in person.

"The fifth son is good."

Two handmaidens deliberately passed in front of him, and the appearance of greeting them with a red face made him think of the words "Huaichun Girl".

A good-looking person who is completely useless in civil and military affairs will only be used as an embroidered pillow by them, and he will only eat soft rice if he can eat with his face.

But a good-looking person who is both civil and military will be regarded by them as the lover of his dreams, and he can't wait to stick it upside down and promise him.

Ning Wuxian passed by without squinting, and the cold momentum made those handmaidens with spring turn white all of a sudden.

It was as if the buds that had not yet bloomed had been wilted by the frost, and they hid their faces and ran away.

When Ning Fuzhong saw this scene, he cheered up, and the smile on his face deepened.

It is said that the fifth prince has changed, he only said that he has opened his mind and become a poet.

At this time, Ning Fuzhong knew that the fifth prince not only had his brain changed, but his temperament had also changed, and he was no longer as easy-going and easy to get along with as before.

Ning Fuzhong saw that the old lady's courtyard was about to settle, and asked in a low voice: "Fifth son, the old lady is taking the kung fu test of the third prince of the school, are you waiting in the hall or going to the martial arts arena?" ”

"Let's go to the martial arts arena." Ning Wuxian's footsteps changed direction.

Regarding the things that the old housekeeper did not report in advance, Ning Wuxian saw through it and did not say anything.

The Ning Mansion treats his subordinates leniently, so he doesn't make an example.

Ning Fuzhong saw that the fifth prince didn't ask much, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly decided that the next time the fifth prince came to the mansion again, he would definitely ask the fifth prince who he was looking for first, and then let people pass it on in advance.

Originally, this treatment was only available to the old lady, but now, another fifth son is going to be added.

In the martial arts arena.

Ning Wujian was hit in the chest by the hilt of the knife and was eventually defeated.

He just wanted his grandfather to practice with him for a while, when he heard the familiar footsteps, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly put away the knife, "The fifth brother is here." ”

Boom!

Ning Feng threw the Tiger Head Guan Knife into the weapon rack, his face tense on the surface, pretending to be majestic, but the joy in his eyes betrayed his true heart.

After struggling in place for a while, Ning Feng was a little tired, so he simply stepped forward directly, still complaining in his mouth: "This grandson walks so slowly, it seems that he will have to practice with him one day." ”

Ning Wuxian rubbed his chest that was poked by the handle of the knife, and silently lit a wax for the fifth brother in his heart.

He has been practicing martial arts for many years, and he has not been able to go through a hundred moves under his grandfather.

If you are the fifth brother, you will definitely be spanked and bloom.

Ning Wuxian saw that Ning Feng had come to greet him on purpose, he hadn't seen him for half a month, and he was also very excited, and he opened his arms to hug Ning Feng's right hand that patted him on the shoulder: "Grandpa!" I miss you! ”

"Get out of the way! Say unlucky things early in the morning. Ning Feng's tense face suddenly cracked, and he smiled.

Smile and smile for ten years. Ning Wuxian said in his heart: Show me a straight face, I was so scared that my body was about to tremble.

After all, it was the suppression of the blood veins engraved in his bones, and Ning Wuxian couldn't change the subconscious of his body, so he could only find a way to change Ning Feng's attitude towards his grandson.

"Grandpa, how many days off are you taking this time? I'll take you to eat and drink good. ”

"I came back specifically for your third brother to sign up for martial arts, and I recently ...... There are some personal matters that need to be taken care of, and I will soon go to the garrison. ”

The martial arts examination officer went to the garrison, plus it was a private matter and not a tolerance, Ning Wuxiao only thought of one possibility.

That is, the grandfather had to pay out of his own pocket to visit the veterans who had retired from the border at the garrison.

Ning Wuxian thought of coming to Ning Mansion this time, and felt that the number of nursing homes at home had increased again, so he realized that this should not be an illusion, but that his grandfather had brought a lot of people home.

"Grandpa, is there a war at the border pass?"

It stands to reason that the number of wounded soldiers should be maintained at a certain level for the great prosperity of the country and the people.

Grandpa only brought back a lot of people to his home in only half a month, and he had to go to the garrison...... It always felt like there was a war going on somewhere.

Ning Feng took a deep breath and beckoned.

Ning Wuxian hurriedly leaned his ears over, and listened to Ning Feng say: "The Di people in the west suffered a snowstorm last year, and there was no hope for a summer harvest, so they repeatedly crossed the border to rob the people of Daxing, and several large-scale conflicts broke out. ”

Really.

How can there be an immutable peace and stability, it's just that someone is guarding the border with their lives.

Thinking of this, Ning Wuxian took out the silver ticket he was carrying in his arms and stuffed it into Ning Feng's hand.

"Grandpa, you take these flowers, it's not enough to talk about it."

Ning Feng pinched the bulging silver ticket in his hand, and was relieved to see Ning Wuxian supporting him so much, but he still stuffed it into Ning Wuxian's hand without looking at it.

"Good grandson, your kind grandpa understands it, but your shop has just opened, and grandpa can't help you, how can you still hold you back, you can take this money back, grandpa can't ask for it."

Is it?

Ning Wuxian unfolded the folded stack of silver tickets, laid them out and put them back in his grandfather's hand, smiling like a cunning little fox: "Grandpa, why don't you see how much money you have, and then think about whether you can ask for it?" ”

"How many grandfathers can't ask for ...... My mother, alas! ”