Just thinking about it.

I saw Shen Youchu open the lid of a stewpot, pick up a shovel, and poke the fish inside vigorously.

I'll go!

Ning Wuxian quickly grabbed Shen Youchu's wrist and stopped her from almost destroying the piece of fish and almost being scalded by the heat, and pulled her hand back half a step away.

The hot breath out of the pot "exhaled" and spread around, hitting the back of Shen Youchu's hand, and she could clearly feel the breath of the heat wave.

If Ning Wuxian hadn't stopped her just now, her hands would have been seriously burned if she hadn't been burned off a layer of skin by the heat at this time.

Mei Xiang, who was standing at the door, was also taken aback by the heat coming out of the pot, and hurriedly rushed over, and after dragging Shen Youchu's little hand to check it, she couldn't help but complain: "Miss, you haven't cooked at all, why do you have to do it in front of Ning Gongzi?" ”

Scared her to death.

Fortunately, the young lady's hand was not injured by the heat, otherwise she would not have been able to pay for chopping her own hand.

"I ...... I didn't expect so much heat in this pot, besides, I've never eaten pork and I've seen pigs run ......"

The latter words, under Ning Wuxian's burning gaze, Shen Youchu swallowed back into his stomach.

Mei Xiang looked at it quite unexpectedly, with just one look, Ning Gongzi, who was able to subdue the young lady, admired it to the extreme.

You must know that the lord and the lady are not so capable, and it is estimated that only Ning Gongzi can cure the young lady in this world.

"Don't be busy, leave the rest to the cook."

After Ning Wuxian said hello, he snatched the shovel in Shen Youchu's hand and put it on the side of the pot, pulled her cuffs, and dragged the person to the edge of the pool first, so that she could wash it with cold water.

Avoid having the heat to the point where you don't find it, and then cry out about the pain afterwards.

Although Shen Youchu felt that he was fine, he still washed his hands honestly when he saw Ning Wuxian's rare expression of having a straight face and treating people seriously.

Wait until she's done washing her hands.

Ning Wuxian had already moved three horses out, handed one to Zheng Donglin, and handed her another.

"Thank you, Mr. Nine."

Zheng Donglin took it and sat down beside Ning Wuxian.

Shen Youchu didn't mean to disturb them, and sat at the door just a foot away.

The sound of stir-frying in the kitchen sounded from time to time, and the two were a step apart, and others could never hear the normal voice.

But when Ning Wuxian saw Shen Youchu's way of avoiding suspicion, he knew that Zheng Donglin was talking about something important, and it was inconvenient for her to participate, so he went with her.

He looked at Zheng Donglin.

Zheng Donglin's eyes flickered, avoiding his gaze, and he still felt that he couldn't let go.

"I can be regarded as good friends with Lord Xian, and Steward Zheng can say something directly."

After Ning Wuxian finished his expression first, Zheng Donglin relaxed a little.

Even if the county lord had told him before leaving, he would ask Mr. Ning for help if there was something difficult to solve, but he never thought that he would really come to Mr. Ning to make a move.

Moreover, there is not only one thing he needs to ask Mr. Ning for help when he comes here, which is somewhat difficult to say.

"If Steward Zheng hasn't figured out what to say, why don't you sit down first, wait until you're full of food and drink, and then talk after dinner?"

For the sake of Zhou Jingxian's face, it was hard to say, but he endured it.

After all, although he did not defect to the Kang Wang faction, in the matter of Zhou An's death, he and Zhou Jingxian were in a cooperative relationship, and their personal relationship was not bad.

"This ......"

Zheng Donglin was silent for a moment, still a little embarrassed.

Ning Wuxian still couldn't hold back after all, and asked him with a smile: "Why don't you take a sip of tea and moisten your mouth?" ”

Serving tea and water also has the meaning of driving people.

Zheng Donglin was startled, only to find that the sound of stir-frying in the kitchen was much quieter.

If you delay any longer, you will really have to keep the meal.

He didn't care about the choice of words, and said bluntly: "I want to ask Mr. Ning to help you two." ”

Two?

Ning Wuxiao smiled silently, did not promise or refuse.

Zheng Donglin didn't have the ability to force him to agree, so he had to bite the bullet first and say his requests in turn.

"The first favor is to ask Mr. Ning to help me come up with a name."

"Oh? What's the name? ”

Ning Wuxian guessed it, but he didn't know if he could say it or not.

Really.

Zheng Donglin first looked left and right, and after confirming that the partition wall had no ears, he lowered his body, leaned into his ear, and deliberately lowered his voice.

"The county lord asked me to gather the killers in the Third Watch Pavilion who did not kill innocents indiscriminately, and gave them a shelter, thinking that they could do some good deeds and change their ways."

"It's not that they didn't kill innocents indiscriminately, so why should they change their ways?"

In the Daxing Law, murder is indeed to pay for life.

But there is a dark side to this world.

There are many gray areas.

Ning Wuxian felt that even Zheng Donglin should have done a lot of things that he had to violate his conscience for himself.

Those killers dug up by the Three Watch Pavilion are not in line with their own hearts, and if they can't be treated as normal people, it will be more like a plate of loose sand.

Just this one sentence.

It was like a heavy hammer hitting Zheng Donglin's head.

Immediately, he understood why it was so difficult for him to manage that group of killers.

Although many of those killers are wounded soldiers or veterans, they are no longer soldiers in the barracks, but killers wandering the rivers and lakes, and they can't want them to return to the life of ordinary people, to be disciplined and coordinated subordinates, but they are not treated as ordinary people.

"Mr. Ning's teachings are that I will definitely change my attitude towards them in the future, so how should this name be?"

Ning Wuxian looked at Zheng Donglin, who put all his expectations on himself, and couldn't laugh or cry about it.

It's just a name, isn't it okay to call it?

That's what he said, but seeing Zheng Donglin's serious expression, he was embarrassed to say it, so he could only ask: "This group of people gathered, apart from the killer, is there anyone else?" ”

"Yes, this time the county lord wants to recruit all kinds of talents in Jiangnan Province, in addition to the killers, there are some unambitious talents, as well as some craftsmen or people from three religions and nine ranks, but as long as they have not done evil, they also have some ability, the county lord said that they can be observed and cultivated."

Ning Wuxiao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

In terms of attracting talents, Zhou Jingxian really adheres to the principle of Han Xin's soldiers, and the more the merrier.

He probably thought about why it was so hard to come up with a name.

"Mr. Ning, you don't know, I originally asked those talented people and asked them to give them a name, but the others felt that Wen Crepe was not suitable, I had no choice, and I went to spend a couple of silver under the bridge cave, and asked the fortune teller to give a name, and those talented craftsmen were too cheesy."

Unexpectedly, the county lord finally recruited these people to gather together, and he hadn't done anything yet, and he almost got into a fight with a name, so no one was convinced.

There is no way.

Zheng Donglin could only come to Mr. Ning for help.

No matter what Mr. Ning's name is, when the time comes, just say that Mr. Ning gave it.

dignified poets and immortals, personally inscribed, don't believe they are not convinced!

"Your organization is very complex, and if you want to twist it into a rope, you have to be compatible with each other."

Ning Wuxian's words made Zheng Donglin nod uncontrollably.

is worthy of being a poet, and what he says is in one sentence.

So.

"Mr. Ning, have you come up with a good name?"