Chapter 4 Is the Official Buy?
Ning Yan felt that the despair in his heart was gradually growing, but he didn't expect that this loser was still illiterate.
Thinking of this, Ning Yan chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "Dad, you official...... It can't be bought, right?! ”
Ning Sibao was stunned for a moment, and then glared at him: "How is it possible!" ”
"That's good, that's good......"
Ning Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
If it is found out that it is a bought official, the life of the second ancestor will not be able to be said, and it is estimated that he will have to lose his head and be reborn again.
At this time, Niu Junyi and Ma Zhong, who were standing outside the door, listened to the movement of what they had just said, for fear that the father and son would not agree with each other inside, and hurriedly pushed the door in.
Ma Zhong smiled: "Young master, now that you have recovered from a serious illness, you should rest more, and after dinner, I will buy two firecrackers to go to bad luck!" ”
Ning Yan nodded, and then looked at Ning Sibao: "I'll solve the matter of five thousand taels, but from tomorrow onwards, everything will be arranged by me, at least you have to earn your official authority back, right?" Stop being bullied like a grandson! ”
"He will solve the matter of five thousand taels? Listen to his arrangement? Earn back the official authority? ”
Looking at Ning Yan's confident back, Ning Sibao spread his hands in disbelief.
Ma Zhong closed the door, and the picture that came to Niu Junyi's mind was the terrifying scene of Gongzi killing a tiger at the age of twelve.
That day.
He carried the tiger carcass on his shoulders, covered in blood.
The thighs were exposed to the white bones, and he didn't snort when he was stitched up.
Niu Junyi stepped forward and bowed his body and said, "Fourth Master, the son is already sober, aren't you afraid that he will act recklessly and ruin your plan?" ”
Ning Sibao still had the slightest cowardice at this time, and stood with his hands covered: "For three whole years, my reputation as an incompetent county order has spread throughout Qingzhou, and they should also relax their vigilance......
Niu Junyi's eyes were full of murderous aura, and he asked, "That...... Next? ”
Ning Sibao's face relaxed: "What's next?" Didn't you just hear that? My son said he wanted to earn me back the prestige. ”
"Huh?"
Niu Junyi and Ma Zhong were both caught off guard.
"I'm going to visit my old friend, and I'm going to give you half a day off."
Ning Sibao waved his hand and walked towards the dungeon on his own.
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After Ning Yan left the county office, he prepared to go directly to Tu Qiaoqiao.
The body's memories of this woman were vague, presumably in the memories of the woman he had lost before he was fourteen years old.
It's a pity that the memory of the fourteen-year-old is like a blank piece of paper, even if there are a few traces on it, it is very vague.
Just at the door of the gambling house, Tu Qiaoqiao's posture that the gambling house thugs were afraid of was enough for his next plan to proceed smoothly.
And looking at the way she sacrificed her life for her father, and called her father the fourth brother, the relationship between the two should be very close.
If only this marriage could be matched......
An official father.
A fierce stepmother.
"Isn't the life of my second ancestor coming?"
Ning Yan looked at the pork stall on West Street, stretched out his hand and said hello: "Aunt Qiao!" ”
Tu Qiaoqiao, who was chopping stuffing for the guests, looked up and saw Ning Yan with a complicated look in his eyes.
But in the end, after wrapping the stuffing, he closed the stall and invited Ning Yan to his house as a guest.
A small courtyard in the west of the city.
Ning Yan sat on the stone bench in the courtyard and said to Tu Qiaoqiao again: "Aunt Qiao, don't be busy, I came to you just to chat, but I didn't come to eat!" ”
Tu Qiaoqiao walked out of the kitchen with a smile, holding a dish in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other: "You can't just chat when you chat, right?" Only those who have wine and meat can speak freely! ”
Ning Yan took the bottle of wine in his hand, and the overflowing aroma of wine made him a little intoxicated.
Tu Qiaoqiao's eyes looked at him, full of doting.
It was as if Ning Yan was her own son.
"Shichiro, you came to me when you first recovered from a serious illness, did you remember some of the previous things?"
When Tu Qiaoqiao asked this sentence, his hands couldn't help but clutch the corners of his clothes.
I didn't want to let go for a long time.
It wasn't until Ning Yan mentioned that she had lost her memory before the age of fourteen that her expression became natural.
"Don't just eat food, take two sips, you're an adult now!"
"Aunt Qiao, I want to know, my father's official ...... Was it bought? ”
"Bought? Scold...... Ha ha...... How...... How is that possible? Your father was a great writer who had a talent and eight buckets, where can you buy a small county order! ”
"But he actually told me today that he was merry and melancholy......"
"That may be your father deliberately teasing you, or rather, your father deliberately said that he was wrong about you!"
"Really?"
"yes!"
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No one would have thought that a small Jingyuan County Ya dungeon would be divided into three floors.
Ning Sibao walked to the bottom floor with the basket and heard a crow making noise.
The cry is more like two words, pus.
And where it rested, on the shoulders of a prisoner imprisoned by eighteen iron cables.
Ning Sibao opened his mouth and said, "Old friend, I've come to see you." ”
The prisoner's head slowly lifted up at this time, and his face couldn't help but have some disdain: "I see that you are addicted to this pustud county order." ”
"This beast told you again, right?"
Ning Sibao took out a piece of raw meat from the basket and threw it into the air, and the crow flapped its wings and pulled the raw meat over, and then landed on the prisoner's shoulder again.
The prisoner suddenly laughed: "You will be a thief for a while, and a county order for a while, when will you have enough fun?" ”
Ning Sibao hooked the corners of his mouth meaningfully, then stared at him and said, "My son is already conscious, just today." ”
The prisoner stayed there immediately, and after a long time, he sighed: "In this case, it is time for you and Qiaoqiao to end their knots, right?" ”
Ning Sibao shook his head: "She has taken more care of me in the past three years, but to be honest, I have never blamed her, but I see that she will recall those unbearable pasts, so I often avoid her." ”
The prisoner also shook his head when he heard this, and then said with a smile: "Having said that, it is difficult for you to hide clumsily for the past three years, when you impersonated 'Ning Sibao' to serve in Jingyuan County, you were afraid of revealing your feet, so you went to check the details of 'Ning Sibao', and easily destroyed all the people related to him." ”
Ning Sibao took out the wine from the basket and poured two bowls full: "It's strange that 'Ning Sibao' is submissive by nature, and I became such a pus-filled county commander." ”
The prisoner took the wine and drank it all: "But you really picked such a good place in Jingyuan County, where the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, otherwise how can you quietly lay down 3,000 elite soldiers in Lianyunzhai outside the city without being noticed." ”
Ning Sibao smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I am sometimes really curious, whether you have calculated it, or if this beast can really speak." ”