Jun Jiuling

Add update for leader Mu Mou in 2004

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Ning Yunzhao hasn't come to see her since entering the door, which is not like his son's usual style.

"My brother spent a lot of money playing in Jinyun Tower this time, so he went to tell his father and grandmother." Ning Yunyan was a little careless.

The anxiety and fear in Yangcheng disappeared with the jolting of the carriages and horses.

Losing money is no big deal.

So what if a girl is framed and her reputation is completely ruined.

When the sky falls, there are still family members supporting them.

As for whether Lin Jin'er would say that she asked her to do this after she went back, it was not worth worrying about.

What evidence? Wanting to be a concubine was voluntary, and no one in the Ning family agreed.

She is just a little girl, so how could she interfere with her brother's marriage? Besides, even if she said she wanted someone to be her sister-in-law, it would be a joke for children.

Tong Yan Wuji Well, serious people are ridiculous.

All of this was done by Lin Jin'er herself. It is not so easy to frame her, she is the young lady of the Ning family.

There will be a gambling game on March 3rd in Jinyun Tower, Madam Ning naturally knew about it, and she smiled nonchalantly when she heard it.

"It's such a big deal, it's worth talking about it in person." She said, without even asking how much money it was.

Ning Yunyan nodded repeatedly.

That's right, it's no big deal for my brother to spend a little money, everything in this family will belong to my brother in the future.

At this time, Ning Yunzhao was standing in his study with a serious expression he had never seen before.

"Say, what is the relationship between Miss Lin and Yanyan?" He asked, looking at the little girl kneeling in front of him.

The little girl was trembling, and when she raised her head, it was Ning Yunyan's close girl, Xiaoyue.

"My lord, there isn't any, it's just a normal relationship, the same as other young ladies." She said tremblingly.

Ning Yunzhao turned his hands around and walked to the desk.

A trace of luck flashed in Xiaoyue's eyes.

The tenth son is a gentle and modest son like Yu Yu, this kind of humility does not distinguish between high and low status, and the son has never beaten or scolded servants.

Her thoughts flashed, and there was a crisp sound.

A porcelain pen holder that was originally placed on the desk fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

This pen holder!

Xiaoyue stared wide-eyed.

Ms. Yanyan said that this is a broken magnet pen holder from Ge Kiln. It is extremely valuable, and you probably won't be able to find a second one in Yangcheng.

"Ten son..." She couldn't help but shouted in a trembling voice.

Ning Yunzhao withdrew his hand and turned to look at her condescendingly.

"You girl, you broke my pen holder, what should I do?" He said softly.

Xiaoyue's face turned pale, and she looked at Ning Yunzhao in disbelief.

"My lord." She called out tremblingly.

"Do you not want to be sold out? Do you want me to hide it for you?" Ning Yunzhao continued to ask in a gentle voice.

Xiaoyue's tears fell, and she fell on the ground.

It's even more terrifying for the gentle and jade-like young master to play a scoundrel, because no one will disbelieve his words.

"Young master, I said, I said." She cried.

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The sky in spring was darker than that in winter, and the time for the Ning family to set meals had not been adjusted. Seeing the busy servants outside, Mrs. Ning frowned and looked outside through the glass window.

"Why hasn't Yunzhao come here yet?" She asked.

A servant woman hurriedly responded.

"I must have discussed poetry with the master again." She said with a smile, "Slaves, go and have a look."

Madam Ning nodded.

"Master doesn't have to worry about this, his uncle can just watch Yun Zhao's homework." She said, "I'm going to leave tomorrow, so let him relax."

The servant girl responded with a smile, turned around and went out, and came back in a hurry after a while.

"Ma'am, the young master has gone out," she said.

so late?

"Where are you going?" Madam Ning asked with a frown.

"Going to Yangcheng." The servant girl replied.

Yangcheng? He just came back from Yangcheng, why did he go again?

Mrs. Ning sat up, she thought of what Ning Yunyan said.

"What happened to them in Yangcheng?" She asked, otherwise why would Yun Zhao run back and forth.

This must be a big deal.

She was about to be asked, when Master Ning walked in with his whiskers.

"Yun Zhao, I asked him to go." He said, "Something happened."

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Ning asked hurriedly.

"It's not that Cheng Guogong." Master Ning said, "You know that kid caused trouble a while ago."

Cheng Guogong, Cheng Guogong's boy?

Although Mrs. Ning didn't care, she had heard about it to some extent.

"The thing about Zhu Zan's beating? Isn't it over? What's the matter?" she said.

"Cheng Guogong explained to the emperor that his son was right, that he was busy with military affairs, and that it was important to serve the military in the northern border, and that sometimes he did not stick to trivial matters. The emperor suggested that Zhu Zan should come to Beijing to be on duty in the imperial guards, so that he could study hard. Rules." Master Ning said with a smile.

"It's time to go back one." Mrs. Ning said, sitting at the dining table with him, and took the chopsticks handed over by the maids, "Mrs. Cheng Guogong is also there, and the other generals are husband and wife living in two places. Fortunately for them, the whole family has lived in Beidi for more than ten years, and they regard Beidi as their family, and I don't know what the late emperor thought back then."

Master Ning coughed lightly.

"Don't talk about the late emperor." He paused with his chopsticks, "It's fine as Duke Cheng, at least he was obedient and agreed to let Jin Yiwei escort Zhu Zan back to Beijing. As a result, this kid ran away halfway."

Mrs. Ning was very surprised.

"Run away? Run away from Jin Yiwei?" She said, "This kid is courageous and capable."

He said and shook his head again.

"However, with such a violent and rebellious temperament at such a young age, what great things can be achieved, I think it will be the next generation of the Duke's line."

So what if a military commander's wife became a princess thanks to the favor of the late emperor? How many people in the world are lucky enough to have such a good son as Yun Zhao?

A smile appeared on Mrs. Ning's mouth, and she froze again.

"However, what does this have to do with us? Why did you let Yun Zhao do it?"

"Originally, the second brother planned to have someone impeach Cheng Guogong." Master Ning said in a low voice, "Didn't Cheng Guogong ask Hebei and Shanxi to strengthen the city gate guards and checks? They have to be reported to the imperial court, but after all, Cheng Guogong has made great achievements and has a good reputation. I am afraid that doing so will have no effect. Now that Zhu Zan’s incident happened, his son is different from his father, so I asked Yunzhao to call the county. Greetings, don't write a letter to the Duke for the time being, let the second brother try to work hard on Zhu Zan."

Mrs. Ning made it clear.

"That's why sometimes this son is born to cheat me." Master Ning sighed.

Mrs. Ning smiled.

"That depends on what kind of son it is, your son has never cheated you." She smiled, "Is this Yun Zhao's idea?"

Master Ning also laughed.

"Eat and eat," he said.

"But Yunzhao hasn't eaten yet." Mrs. Ning said distressedly, "I haven't rested all the way back."

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Although it was time for dinner, not everyone was eating, except for Ning Yunzhao and Mr. Lin.

So much so that Mr. Lin who walked into the study looked a little weak.

"Master Ning Shi, why are you here again?" He asked.

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