Rolled over.

Ning Wuxian looked at Yun Fei, who was asleep sitting on the bench at the door with a stick in his arms.

"Childe still hasn't slept yet?" Yun Fei opened his eyes sharply.

Just when Ning Wuxian wanted to ask him if there was anyone outside, he heard Yun Fei preemptively say: "There are people outside to help guard, son, sleep in peace, robbers can't come in." ”

He has no grudges with the robbers, and at most he comes in to rob a piece of money.

He was more worried that someone would take the opportunity to assassinate him.

After all, rainy days go well with killing.

The Ye family has been making small moves recently, and it is hard to guarantee that they will spend a lot of money to invite a few killers to come and take his life.

But Yunfei's five senses are more acute than him, and seeing that Yunfei is calm, he asked curiously: "Is the person outside Juxiang?" ”

"I don't know, it's a woman anyway, and I talked to Mei Xiang for a while just now."

Don't say it sooner.

Ning Wuxuan rolled over.

No matter what kind of fragrance it is, as long as it is Miss Shen's person, he can sleep with peace of mind.

Outside the door.

A slender figure holding a long sword in both hands, standing under the eaves, a pair of blazing phoenix eyes scanning all the living things in the rainy night.

Zhou Jingxian didn't chase Ning Wuxian here, just like she did when she chased Qin Fenglan and Cheng Yi, she wanted to rely on her perseverance to impress the other party to join her father's camp.

She was in the black market, and she heard that someone offered 1,000 taels to take the right hand of the poet to write words.

Due to the poet's reputation in the literary world and even among the people, no famous killer wants to be infamous for a thousand taels of silver, but some young people who are short of money can hardly guarantee that they will take risks.

With Youchu and Cheng Yi here, Ning Gongzi naturally did not have to worry about her life, but she took over this task in person just in case.

"In this mission, I will use the defeat of the Yaksha to tell those third-rate killers not to come to the side."

Zhou Jingxian heard the sound of long, even breathing in the room, and smiled with satisfaction.

It stands to reason that she gave up courting Ning Gongzi, and should take advantage of Qin Gongzi's attitude to loosen up, and collect unfavorable evidence from the Jin Wang faction while the iron is hot to make Qin Gongzi make up his mind.

But when she heard that Ning Gongzi would be in danger, she couldn't help but run here to guard the door for him.

Why?

Zhou Jingxian stared at the dense rain line and asked herself.

But she never got an answer that satisfied her.

She could only follow that voice deep inside.

With intuition, stay.

……

Jinling Garrison.

When the first drop of rain fell on Ning Feng's body, he first draped the guard's cloak over him and covered one of the wounded soldiers who had been transported here one after another.

This wounded soldier was the same age as his good grandson, because he was deeply pursued by the enemy soldiers, he was bitten by a local poisonous insect, and when he was found, his legs were already black and pus from the knee down, and he had a high fever for half a month after amputation, so that he could save his life.

"Good boy, when you come back, you will take care of your injuries, you don't have to worry about the money for medical treatment, your father and mother and younger brothers and sisters will be taken care of, and when you go back, your family will build a new house, buy a few acres of paddy fields to raise some cattle and sheep, and continue to live a good life."

In the face of Ning Feng's assurance, the young wounded soldier's numb face finally had a trace of emotion, and he took Ning Feng's hand in the rainy night and cried loudly.

Ning Feng, who was not very good at speaking, comforted the young wounded soldier, and as the rain became heavier, the two broken ribs on the left and right sides of his chest ached faintly.

He was used to this kind of pain, and he could still hold on.

But the 10,000 taels in his hand have been spent in order to fully accommodate those wounded soldiers and their families who have been injured and unable to get out of bed for a year and a half, and ensure that they can live better.

"I knew I wouldn't be able to do it in front of my good grandson."

Ning Feng sighed depressedly, touching the old wound, grinning in pain.

Fortunately, the last wounded soldier was settled today.

Ning Feng planned to take advantage of the rainy night to borrow a horse from the garrison to go back to the city, and discuss with his good grandson whether the perfume shop could have a suitable job and accept those wounded soldiers who had lost their mobility.

Taking a deep breath and rubbing the broken bones to relieve the pain, Ning Feng had just walked out of the tent when he saw Jiang Yan coming on horseback.

"Why is the prefect here at this time?" Ning Feng suspected that he was so dizzy from pain that he had seen it wrong.

Although Jiang Yan is the prefect of a state, civilian officials have always been concerned about military affairs.

Unless, the government decides to intervene in the placement of wounded soldiers, but this is not within the jurisdiction of the government.

Moreover, Jiang Yan took over the imperial court subsidy, and it was rare that there was no pickpocket, and he couldn't find any mistakes.

Ning Feng knows that this person's daily style belongs to the golden mean, and he works diligently, but he never does superfluous things.

Jiang Yan was puzzled that he was able to come in the rain.

"Officer Ning, this official is just going to Wuhu County to inspect this year's rice field heading, budget and taxation, and meet someone from the Ning family who came to send you something, their ox cart was stuck in the mud and couldn't move forward for a while, so the official stopped by and brought things for them."

Jiang Yan gestured to the two guards behind him.

One was holding a ten-pound jar of red clay wine, and the other was holding a palm-sized thing sealed with an oilcloth.

This big one looked down on Ning Feng: "Dare to ask the prefect, what is this?" ”

Jiang Yan's eyes kept staring at the altar, and when he got closer, he could smell the red clay wine jar, and gestured to the tent with a smile: "What is it, can't Officer Ning know if you take it apart?" ”

That's right, too.

Ning Feng was about to leave, but at this time, something was sent from home, especially Jiang Yan himself, so he could only dismantle it and leave.

Naturally, the jar is filled with wine.

After Ning Feng entered the tent, he first dismantled the tarpaulin.

Inside is an envelope, painted with fire paint, with the words "Father personally opened", looking at Juanxiu's handwriting, it was written by the second daughter-in-law.

He opened the envelope and poured out a wad of silver bills and a piece of stationery.

"I heard that the soldiers who had just entered the palace said that my father wanted to set up a good field house for him, and he was afraid that he would not have enough money, so he sent someone to ask where to go, and went to send wine to relieve the pain of old injuries and illnesses, so he spent 10,000 taels, and someone has been sent to inform him that he is fine."

Ning Feng's eyes were hot, and he pinched the silver ticket in his hand, which was heavy, making him feel annoyed that he was incompetent.

obviously doesn't have so much money, but he has to slap his swollen face and become fat.

But seeing those seriously injured wounded soldiers, they all thought about fending for themselves after receiving the subsidy, and he could only accept his daughter-in-law's kindness with a cheeky face.

"Thank you Lord Prefect for helping to carry these coins, it's raining heavily outside, if you don't have any errands tonight, why don't you have a few drinks before leaving?" Ning Feng invited casually.

He thought that Jiang Yan refused, but he didn't expect that after Jiang Yan heard his words, he picked up a bench and sat down regardless of his image, personally picked up the wine jar and opened it, and took a deep breath in front of the wine jar, with a drunken look on his face.

"Sure enough, it's the Ning family's own spirits!"

When did I have my own wine?

Ning Feng didn't know if it was because of the pain or the smell of alcohol, but he felt that his brain was a little cloudy.

But when he saw that Jiang Yan had already poured him a bowl of wine and handed it over to him, he didn't have time to think about it, so he drank it all over the edge of the open bowl.

When the liquor entered his throat, his drenched body suddenly became hot, and the dull pain in his chest in his ribs seemed to be bathed in the warm sun, dispelling the pain of a rainy day.

"Good wine!"

Ning Feng sighed in admiration and sat on the opposite side of Jiang Yan.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan hurriedly beckoned the guards to ask for a few snacks.

It's just that before he finished speaking, there was a "plop", and Ning Feng, who had poured two bowls of wine in a row, fell headlong on the table, making Jiang Yan stunned.

"I thought that Colonel Ning dared to drink like this because of the amount of wine, and it turned out that two bowls would be poured?"

It's weird.

Jiang Yan pondered Fang Cai Ning Feng's reaction carefully and came to a conclusion that he couldn't believe.

This wine.

Could it be that it is not the ancestral winemaking recipe of the Ning family.

Is it exclusive to perfume shops?

If so, he probably knows the most important ingredient in the perfume recipe.