"Brother Ning!"

Zhao Ji saw Ning Fu shouting with joy, stepped forward and grabbed Ning Fu's hand tightly and refused to let go.

"Your Highness, we are really destined!"

Ning Fu smiled dryly and saluted, thereby freeing his hand from the opponent's hand.

"That day outside Chui Gong Hall, when I saw Brother Ning, I always felt that we were destined for each other. I didn't expect that Brother Ning and I would have the same feeling!"

Zhao Ji once again grabbed Ning Fu's hand with enthusiasm.

For Zhao Ji, Ning Fu's arrival was an unexpected surprise. Last time he promised to go to the northwest but then reneged on it. As a result, Zhao Xu scolded him and forced him not to go. But he didn't expect that Ning Fu would go to the northwest again.

I'm on my way.

"Is this the famous Uncle Qing Ping?"

At this moment, an old man with gray hair came over.

"Meet Duke Ye!"

Ning Fu hurriedly saluted the old man and took the opportunity to pull his hand out of Zhao Ji's.

This old man's name is Zhao Zonghan, and he is the youngest brother of Zhao Shu, Emperor Yingzong of the Song Dynasty. He is also the uncle of Zhao Xu and Zhao Ji.

Because Zhao Ji was too young, Zhao Xu sent Zhao Zonghan to accompany him to the northwest to supervise the army.

"Everyone says Qing Pingbo is a young prodigy, and today he is truly worthy of his reputation!"

Zhao Zonghan also laughed and said.

In response to Zhao Zonghan's praise, Ning Fu also hurriedly said a few words of modesty.

At this moment, Zeng Bu came over again. He was on behalf of Zhao Xu to see off Zhao Ji and Ning Fu.

Zeng Bu and Zhao Zonghan were old acquaintances. When they met, they chatted enthusiastically for a few words. When it was time to set off, Zeng Bu personally sent the people off.

But at this moment, Zeng Bu pulled Ning Fu aside.

"There is news from the Imperial City Division. After Liang Yibu and his son returned to Xixia, they seem to have stepped up their actions. The situation in Xixia may change drastically at any time!"

"They move pretty fast!"

Ning Fu raised his eyebrows and said with a happy face.

"The officials have sent an imperial edict to Zhang Kai, ordering him to act expediently, so you'd better urge Prince Duan and the others to speed up along the way. Don't let chaos break out in Xixia and waste time while you are still on the road."

Zeng Bu warned again.

"Privy Councilor, don't worry, I understand the importance!"

Ning Fu nodded immediately.

At first, he told Liang Yibu and his son that October was the date, so they would definitely take action before October. Now it is almost July, and the time is quite tight.

After bidding farewell to Zeng Bu, Ning Fu and the others finally set off to leave Beijing.

The team leaving Beijing this time was quite large. Ning Fu brought more than 200 martial arts students, and Zhao Ji also brought a 200-strong imperial guard. Together with some miscellaneous officials, the entire team was nearly 500 people.

Ning Fu did not let Liu Qingxin see him off. Yesterday, he held a banquet at his home and invited Liu Zheng and Liu Ce and his son. With them taking care of the house, Ning Fu felt more at ease.

"Brother Xiao Yi, that King Duan is here again!"

While Ning Fu was thinking about something, Hu Tou next to him suddenly reminded him in a low voice.

Ning Fu turned his head and saw Zhao Ji's carriage approaching.

Then the car window opened, Zhao Ji poked his head out and smiled at Ning Fu: "Brother Ning, can you get in the car and talk for a while?"

Ning Fu originally wanted to refuse, but he thought that this journey would take so long that he couldn't hide forever.

Thinking of this, Ning Fu immediately nodded and said: "Okay!"

Ning Fu got off his horse as he spoke, and then boarded Zhao Ji's carriage.

Zhao Ji's carriage was obviously specially made. The interior of the carriage was very spacious, and there was a coffee table inside, with new tea already brewed on it.

"Brother Ning, this is the Futian tea you made. I liked it very much after tasting it. I think this is real tea. What I drank before was just spices!"

Zhao Ji pointed at the Futian tea on the table and said with a smile.

"I have long heard that His Highness is versatile, but I didn't expect that he is also so knowledgeable about tea ceremony!"

Ning Fu said with a hypocritical smile.

In fact, Ning Fu had known for a long time that Zhao Ji in history was not only proficient in calligraphy and painting, but also very knowledgeable about tea ceremony. It was under his order that the spices in Longfeng Tuan Tea were removed. This was the same as his own taste.

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As soon as tea was mentioned, Zhao Ji immediately cheered up and chatted with Ning Fu about his experience of tasting tea.

Ning Fu felt relieved when he heard this. He couldn't talk about poems and songs, but he still had some experience in drinking tea. Even if he didn't have any experience, he had read a lot of articles about tea tasting, so the chat with Zhao Ji was very interesting.

At the end of the conversation, Zhao Ji suddenly said with some admiration: "Brother Ning, I have seen many versatile people, but people as talented as you are really rare."

"Your Highness is so complimentary, I just read a few more books!"

Ning Fu laughed and said.

"Brother Ning is so humble. You are the best in poetry, you know how to prevent smallpox in medicine, you are the best in geography in the Song Dynasty, and you are even so proficient in tea ceremony. I thought I was quite smart, but compared with Brother Ning, I am simply too far behind.

too much!"

When Zhao Ji said it to the end, he also showed an expression of shame.

Ning Fu said a few words of humility again, and suddenly felt that Zhao Ji didn't seem to hate him that much anymore!

"Speaking of poetry, my heart was filled with the pain of separation last night, so I composed a new one. How about..."

"Your Highness, actually compared to poetry and geography, what I'm best at is physiognomy!"

Ning Fu didn't want to discuss poetry with Zhao Ji, so he immediately interrupted.

"Physiognomy!"

Zhao Ji's eyes lit up. He was also very interested in physiognomy, so he hurriedly said: "Brother Ning, you actually know physiognomy?"

"Of course, I have looked at physiognomy for many people before, such as Duan Zhengchun, the envoy of Dali, and Liang Yibu, the uncle of Xixia, and his son. They all praised my physiognomy!"

Ning Fu smiled again.

"Then can you look at my face for me?"

Zhao Ji asked immediately.

In history, Zhao Ji was very superstitious. After he ascended the throne, he built a large number of palaces and temples and called himself the "Emperor, the Taoist Lord".

"Of course you can, but His Highness is very noble, so I can't guarantee whether I can see it accurately!"

Ning Fu said as he pretended to look at Zhao Ji's face.

To be honest, Zhao Ji does look handsome, and he is also very talented.

It's a pity that no matter how good his looks or his talents are, they can't hide the fact that Zhao Ji is a foolish king.

In history, Zhao Ji purchased the "Huashi Gang" in the south and built the "Gen Yue" in Bianjing for his own selfish purposes. These were all actions that wasted people and money.

Politically, he reused Cai Jing, Gao Qiu, Tong Guan and others, which led to the Song Dynasty's Wen Tian's martial arts, the national power plummeted, and the final end of the country's subjugation was not unfair at all.

Ning Fu is familiar with Zhao Ji's fate, and he can even tell him "Golden scales are not things in the pond, they will turn into dragons when encountering storms".

However, thinking that if Zhao Ji had ambitions, it would definitely not be a good thing for the Song Dynasty, so Ning Fu could not give him away no matter what.

"Brother Ning, why don't you speak?"

Zhao Ji saw Ning Fu looking at him, the expression on his face changing, and finally couldn't help but ask.

Ning Fu finally woke up and saw him looking at Zhao Ji again, and then said solemnly: "It's my fault that I made a mistake. Your Highness is a nobleman of Tianhuang. His father and brother are both emperors. They are blessed by the emperor's aura. I can see it."

Things are also very limited!”

"Brother Ning, what can you see?"

Zhao Ji was a little disappointed at first, and then asked again.

"His Royal Highness's destiny is illuminated by the star Wenqu, so he has a wide range of interests. He is very good at calligraphy, painting, horse riding, and Cuju?"

Ning Fu asked with a smile.

As a supervisor, Zhao Ji is very important to the situation in the northwest and cannot be killed for the time being, so Ning Fu simply takes this opportunity to establish a good relationship with Zhao Ji first, so that even if he wants to take action in the future, it will be more convenient.

"Hey, Brother Ning, you are really amazing. Can you even see these things?"

Zhao Ji's eyes widened when he heard this.

What Ning Fu said was his personal interest, and not many people knew about it, so he believed in Ning Fu's physiognomy even more.

"This is nothing, I can also see that His Highness has a very prosperous family of children, so His Highness will definitely have many children in the future!"

Ning Fu then revealed another secret. Compared with Zhao Xu, a unique guy, Zhao Ji had too many children. He had more than thirty sons alone. Even after he became the king of the country, he did not forget to have children.

"That's great!"

Zhao Ji was overjoyed when he heard this. His father Shenzong died one after another. Only he and a few princes and princesses of Zhao Xu survived. Zhao Xu still has no children.
To be continued...