"Yes, Tong Dong'er of Mengxi Restaurant, when I was a child, I was punished, so she helped me copy the book and sent snowballs from the dog hole."

Ning Qi looked at Yan Yunzhou, Meng Sacrifice Wine? He is in the Guozijian, and the sacrificial wine of the Guozijian is not surnamed Meng, but the surname is Chen, but there should be no other official position called sacrificial wine in this court, right?

Yan Yunzhou thought about it, in the past, the mansion on the edge of the palace was the former Guozi who supervised the wine Meng Luoshu, and later Meng Luoshu was released to Huguang as an envoy, and he had not returned to Beijing for so many years, so the courtyard next to it was sold.

He still remembers that Tong Dong'er was the youngest daughter of Meng Saijiu, who should be one year younger than Cheng'er.

Yan Xincheng, who was already drunk at night, was sent to his own courtyard, and in the main house of the other courtyard, Ning Ji smiled and sat on the soft collapse by the window with Erlang's legs crossed:

"What did I say, I got drunk and asked, and I asked it out on time, this kid can, there are some bamboo horse plots, this Meng sacrifice wine has been out of Beijing for five or six years, and he still remembers other people's little daughters."

Yan Yunzhou was also a little funny:

"I said how this kid was punished for copying when he was a child, and it turned out that there was a gunman, and he thought of sending a message from the dog hole."

A hint of ridicule appeared in Ning Yao's eyes:

"Can he figure it out? I think it's an upward and downward effect, right? Isn't our prince also very good at delivering letters from dog holes? ”

What if he didn't know? For the first time, this person accompanied him back to the door, and on the way back, he directed and acted in an assassination, and he and Su Beicheng cooperated with Li Qi to kill Li Qi's cronies in the patrol camp at that time, not by sending letters from the dog hole, and now he is embarrassed to laugh at his nephew.

Yan Yunzhou blinked slightly, and Ning Ning still remembered such a distant matter, and he quietly changed the topic:

"Fortunately, this is almost the New Year's Festival, next month His Majesty will recruit officials from other places above the third grade to return to Beijing to report on their work, and Meng Luoshu is also among them.

At night, when the two of them were lying on the couch, Ning Ji was still complaining:

"You know what? There is a saying in our that a man has thirty-one flowers, and I am still a tweed, and I have already begun to worry about the marriage of the little cub with you. ”

Yan Yunzhou couldn't help laughing:

"Thirty-one flowers for a man? That's an interesting statement. ”

It's almost the end of the year, and there is more movement in various mansions, and Ning Yi has always disliked to deal with these back-and-forth feasts.

But this year, I also had to cheer up, after all, Yan Yunzhou was not in good health in previous years, and the palace closed its doors in winter, and did not go outside to the banquet, nor did it invite guests.

But this year is different, Yan Yunzhou's body is much better, and the most important thing is that both Yan Yunzhou and Ning Qi are on errands.

This is not a trivial matter in charge of rebuilding Suizhou, and Ning Ji is still teaching in Guozijian, and Guozijian is considered a colleague, and everyone's invitations have been sent, so it's not good if he doesn't go.

As soon as Yan Yunzhou entered the door, he looked at Ning Qi's sad face, and the appearance that his brows could kill flies, sat down beside him with a smile, and hugged his waist:

"What's the matter? Bitter and hateful. ”

Ning Yi irritably shoved the pile of invitations in his hand into Yan Yunzhou's arms:

"See for yourself, what is this? This family got a copy of "The Hairpin Lady", that family got the authentic work of "Spring Mountain Travel Map", what else is this inscription and that inscription, this one also wants to be rewarded and that one is also rewarded, are these people so idle? ”

Yan Yunzhou thought about the twisted hand of Director Ning of his family, and laughed out loud, and even his chest shook slightly, this person in their family is not good at calligraphy and painting, and he is not good at writing poetry and chanting, isn't it a duck to listen to thunder when he goes to such a banquet?

"Well, these banquets are indeed not very suitable for our Marquis Ning."

Ning Zhi looked at him coldly:

"What? Think I'm uneducated? ”

As long as Yan Yunzhou's mind is still normal, the slightest bit of approval can't be shown at this time:

"What words? They are moaning without illness, they have nothing to do, they are right in poetry, I will go with you at these tables, we only eat at the table, and do not talk. ”

Ning blame this day is still quite aggrieved, nothing else, since he was a child, he has not suffered a loss in culture, thinking that he has been on the list for more than ten years, and the top few in the province in the college entrance examination, when he arrives here, he will be stumped by a painting banquet, it is really aggrieved to think about it.

Chapter 152: Finale (I)

In order to prevent his own family from showing timidity and shame at various painting appreciation banquets and book appreciation banquets, Yan Yunzhou accompanied Ning Qi to all the banquets at the end of the year, Yan Yunzhou had not attended such banquets for a long time, and this time he was with Ning Jiao every time.

In addition, a few days ago, the courtiers all knew that Yan Yunzhou took the initiative to write to ask his brother and sister-in-law to be the son, and they all understood that Yan Yunzhou was really not going to take a concubine anymore.

It was just after afternoon when he came out of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites, and Ning Jiao's head was a little sore when Fang Cai's room surrounded the painting and quoted scriptures, talking highly, and touting each other's arguments, and pulled Yan Yunzhou out early, and the snow had begun to fall outside, and the streets were covered with snow white, leaving a few rut marks.

Ning Qi raised his eyes to look at the snowflakes in the sky, and suddenly he didn't want to get into the car, so he looked sideways at Yan Yunzhou's legs:

"Do you feel uncomfortable on your legs on a snowy day?"

"Wearing a lot, isn't it uncomfortable? What's wrong, don't want to go back? ”

Although the knee has undergone surgery, daily movement is not very affected, but if it is cold on a rainy day, it will still be a little uncomfortable to walk longer, so Ning Zhi pays great attention to keeping him warm.

"Well, I don't want to go back, I don't want to take the car, walk along the street with me, I can't eat enough at that table."

A smile appeared in Yan Yunzhou's eyes, and he would not have any opinions:

"Well, I haven't walked around the city with you for so long."

Yan Yunzhou held an umbrella, and the two of them walked slowly along the street in fox furs, Yan Yunzhou grew up in this square city, and while walking, he introduced to Ning Ji which families are in these courtyards next to them, and which shops have been open for many years on the street, his voice is not loud, but with the taste of the years flowing by:

"You've been to a lot of places since you were a kid."

Yan Yunzhou chuckled:

"Naturally, when I was a child, I had an older brother above, and the family business couldn't point to me, my father was in the north for a long time, and my mother accompanied him most of the time, and my brother helped me block it when I was in the house, just like these small alleys, there was no one I hadn't been to when I was a child, and I even knew where the dog hole in the backyard of some adults in the court was."

Ning Ji was amused and a little emotional in his heart after hearing this, it was really a creation to make people, Yan Yunzhou should have been a second son who flew freely, but he had experienced so much and became the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Great Liang to resist the northern border, and became the Prince of Flame that everyone relied on.

"When I first met you, you were so imposing, I thought you had a cold face since you were a child."

Yan Yunzhou looked sideways at Ning Jiao, with a flirtatious smile on his lips:

"Did you admire me at that time?"

Ning Ji glanced back at him:

"Don't put gold on your face, I thought at that time who was unlucky? Up and down the government and the opposition, even his younger brother..."

They all looked forward to his death, and the next few words were drowned out, and Ning blamed himself for not saying any more.

"They all want me to die."

Ning Ji tugged at his sleeve, his face was a little at a loss, he knew that Yan Yunzhou should be difficult to let go:

"I..."

His hand holding the sleeve of his shirt was held by the people around him:

"It's okay, it's not something that can't be said."

Ning Qi looked sideways at Yan Yunzhou's expression, and the man's eyes were no longer gloomy and sad as before:

"Later, did you still pay attention to his news?"

Yan Yunzhou naturally knew who he was talking about, he looked up at the sky, and suddenly took away the umbrella he was holding in his hand, and the snowflakes fell directly on his face, and he took a deep breath:

"I sent him to the south to fill the army, and he died in the war in the south the year before last, his body was crushed by the horse's hooves, and nothing was left."

Ning Yao's expression was slightly stiff, and he couldn't say anything for a while, Yan Yunfeng didn't deserve sympathy in his opinion, so he rushed to him to do something to kill his pregnant wife, just this one is death, and being able to die on the battlefield is already the end of cultivation, but people's emotions are always biased, and Yan Yunzhou's feelings for Yan Yunfeng are probably complicated, and even he can't say it clearly.

Yan Yunzhou closed his eyes, and his voice was dry:

"I knew that he was so mad, he should have been sent to the frontier a long time ago, and he harmed other people's daughters in vain, no matter how much compensation he made, his life would not be able to come back."

In the past few years, he has taken care of his former brother-in-law's family, whether it is his brother and sister or his parents, but this can't save the life of the woman who is still bright age.

Ning Qi slightly tightened the hands of the two of them:

"Don't blame yourself too much, no one can predict what will happen next."

The tragedy of the world is like this, without warning, if it weren't for the assassination that night, Yan Yunzhou might never have associated such a cruel and vicious person with his younger brother.

The two of them didn't say anything, just walked slowly on the street, it was the New Year's Festival soon, and the street was extraordinarily lively, not to mention the restaurants and teahouses that were prosperous on weekdays, but the jewelry store and the ready-to-wear shop were also very lively at the moment.

Yan Yunzhou pulled Ning Qi's hand:

"Didn't you eat enough at noon? Go to the front and sit down. ”

The two found a time-honored restaurant and sat by the window on the second floor, the tea boiling on the table made a sizzling sound, and looked at the snow outside the window through the open window.

The topics of the chat are also varied, from the major events of the court to the anecdotes of the courtiers, and there are also those who mention the two of them:

"You say that the life of today's Marquis Ning can be regarded as a big ups and downs, the abandoned son who was raised by Ning Hou on the Zhuangzi back then, and still carries the life of the Heavenly Evil Lone Star, I thought that the first emperor... Ahem, I thought that it would be a dead end for him to go to the palace, but he never thought that there would be today's situation, Prince Yan personally wrote to His Majesty, asking his nephew to be the son, which made it clear that he was not ready to take a concubine and marry a wife. ”

"That's right, hey, I've heard that many of the mansions who were still watching before regretted not catching up with the eldest lady of the palace earlier."

"I've also heard that the difference between this prince and the prince of the palace is only one word, which is a thousand miles."

"However, this palace is not only one son, the ancestor has a daughter in addition to this eldest son, I heard that Prince Yan is very fond of his little niece, who can become her husband in the future, it must be skyrocketing, Qingyun paves the way."

Ning Yi put down the teacup in his hand, and the smile on his lips was a little sarcastic, there are really a lot of people who judge the situation:

"What I said, why are there always people asking about Cheng'er's marriage at the banquet these days, the holy decree you invited really works, and now Cheng'er is probably the hottest little celebrity in the capital."

Unlike Ning, Yan Yunzhou knew this situation before he wrote the book:

"I have already inquired about the candidates in Cheng'er's hearts, and Meng Luoshu will bring his wife and children to Beijing the day after tomorrow."

Meng Luoshu entered Beijing this time and lived in a former courtyard in the west of the city, and the lowest official who reported on his work was the third grade, and he was the Huguang envoy who happened to be the third grade, in this capital full of nobles, a three-grade official who was released outside was really not hot, but he used to be the prince of the country to supervise the sacrificial wine, but some protégés were old, and this courtyard was not cold.

Yan Yunzhou and Ning Ji discussed, or Ning Ji handed over the post to visit Meng Luoshu, after all, he was in the Guozijian at the moment, and it was reasonable to hand over the post to visit the former Guozijian before the New Year's Festival, but Yan Yunzhou went with him to visit.

When Meng Luoshu received the book, he was talking to several former protégés in the study, including Zhou Yunxi, the new science detective of this year:

"Marquis Ning, but that Marquis Ning in the palace?"

"Naturally, I heard that Prince Yan is in a lot better this year, in the past, the palace was closed to guests, but this year, I saw the prince and the marquis at the two book appreciation banquets."

Ning blame the same as the second grade, now everyone can see that His Majesty is close to Prince Yan's family, Meng Luoshu did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly got up to greet him, and several protégés also got up.

"I don't know if the prince and the marquis are far away from coming, and I hope to forgive the sin, it's cold outside, please come inside."

Ning Yi spoke:

"Lord Meng is polite, it was me and the prince who came to visit rashly, and I lost my courtesy."

Just as the two sides were greeting, a young man in a gold-rimmed brocade robe behind him had his eyes wide open:

"Brother Yan?"

Yan Yunzhou raised his eyes and followed the voice, the person in the crowd behind Meng Luoshu was not the Xuanzi of the Zhou family who met in the suburbs of Beijing before going to the north?

"You'an is familiar with the prince?"

Zhou Yunxi's character is You'an, and everyone else was stunned on the spot at this moment, but Yan Yunzhou smiled: