Chapter 166
: Dad Zhao's second
Of course, Zhao Yunting couldn't stay at the Ning family for the night. Before dark, he took the initiative to find Ning Yu and said he missed home.
The Ning family is a family of poetry and books. He can be naughty for a while, but he must correct his mistakes when he knows his mistakes, so that he can be liked by his father-in-law.
Ning Yu personally sent Zhao Yunting back to the Yanping Marquis' Mansion.
Zeng was originally a little complaining that the Ning family carriage hit his only son. Zhao Yunting repeatedly confessed that it was because of her greed and she kept saying that Ning met his husband and wife to him, and Zeng quickly became grateful. After all, she was not completely unreasonable. She was inevitably angry when she learned that her son was hurt and anxious. After calming down, Zhao Yunting vaguely reminded him that Zeng would take his son to the Ning family to thank him the next day.
At this time, the Hou Kong of Yanping had a title but no official position, and the Marquis' Mansion had declined. The Ning family was a family of poets and books. However, the old man was a clean official in the Hanlin Academy. Ning Yu was only a small sixth-rank chief of the Ministry of Rites. The two families discussed the family background. The Marquis of Yanping was slightly better than the title. Zeng was a rare encounter with a family background that was not as good as her, so he was willing to walk around with Mrs. Ning and occasionally talked about other people's gossip. Mrs. Ning Er was broad-minded. After getting along for a while, she found that Zeng had no other major problems except being a little cautious. In addition, the Marquis of Yanping loved her concubine Zeng, and she endured her bad luck and often comforted Zeng.
After a while, the relationship between the two was quite good.
Adults often visit each other, and of course Zhao Yunting had the opportunity to go to the Ning family to see his wife. In addition, he also had reasons to find Ning Jinshu to play with him. Although he was playing, he helped Ning Jinshu coax his sister. Ning Jinshu was playing with several cousins in the big house. Later, Ning Jinshu reached the age of studying and wanted to study at his uncle. The uncle of the Ning family was well-educated and did not like to be an official. He was much better than the husband in Zhao Yunting's family. Zhao Yunting pretended to be a good man several times, and naturally became a disciple of the husband and came to the Ning family almost every day.
This kind of day where you can play with your wife every day is like dreaming.
As he felt relieved, time passed quickly. In a blink of an eye, Zhao Yunting grew up and became an eleven-year-old boy.
In Ningjia School, Master Ning was giving a lecture. Zhao Yunting seemed to be listening carefully. Every time he looked down at the textbook, he would secretly look at the little girl next to him.
The girls in the Ning family were all studying. Ning Lianrong and Ning Weirong from the big room were older and sat in the north. There were several Ning family men sitting in the row in the middle. Zhao Yunting was vaguely excluded by his friends because of his best knowledge. He sat tactfully in the south, away from Ning Lianrong's two daughters. The six-year-old Ning Lanrong came over and almost made up the numbers. She liked to sit with Zhao Yunting, and she was too young, so no one cared about her.
"Brother Ting, don't be distracted when listening to the class." Ning Lanrong suddenly turned his head and whispered.
She wore a begonia-embroidered orchid embroidered with red begonia, and sat obediently in the morning light. Her little face was white and her big eyes were beautiful.
"I know it." Zhao Yunting looked up at Master Ning, his lips moving.
"I don't believe it." Ning Lanrong had already determined that the boy was playful and didn't want to study anymore.
Zhao Yunting smiled and deliberately turned his head and yawned. Master Ning had been paying attention to them for a long time. Seeing this, he immediately called Zhao Yunting and asked him to explain the article he had just said. Ning Lanrong was extremely nervous. Uncle was the most harshest and he was not good at studying hard. She turned her head and looked at Zhao Yunting. Zhao Yunting quietly pinched her hand, and then stood up and answered like a stream of questions.
Master Ning glared at him before letting him sit down, and a few warnings were indispensable.
Zhao Yunting was taught, and after sitting down, he continued to whisper to Ning Lanrong without looking at him: "Brother didn't lie to you, right?"
Ning Lanrong sat upright and wrote her words, pouting and ignoring him.
His wife has been well-behaved since she was a child. Zhao Yunting no longer made trouble for her. He looked at Master Ning and began to think about what was happening in his mind.
He thought too seriously and didn't even notice the get out of class. He sat there blankly, like a sacred wood.
Ning Lanrong stared at him curiously. The boy's skin was fair and his eyebrows were tall, but his eyebrows were slightly frowning, as if he had something to worry about. Ning Lanrong saw the boy like this more than once, which was completely different from the brothers at home when he was unhappy. It seemed that Zhao Yunting was worried about something that she couldn't understand.
"Brother Ting, what are you thinking?" Shaking her head at the elder sister, signaling her to leave first, Ning Lanrong asked in a low voice.
Zhao Yunting instantly came back to his senses, glanced at the children who had left one after another, and naturally smiled extremely when his eyes fell on Ning Lanrong, "I was thinking that Lanrong is about to celebrate her birthday, what gift should I give you."
Ning Lanrong didn't believe it, "You will fool me, you are not thinking about this at all."
"Then what do you think?" The children were all gone, Zhao Yunting turned around, supported his chin with one hand, looked at the little girl with a smile, and held back with the other hand to not touch her as she wished. Two years ago, she could have secretly hugged and kissed her, but now the little girl knows a lot, so he can't scare her.
"I'm not you, how do I know?" Ning Lanrong stood up and walked out in anger.
There is still class in the afternoon and there is no need to clean up the things. Zhao Yunting quickly caught up with her, "I got a set of Yongzi, do Lan Rong want it?"
Ning Lanrong stopped immediately.
She heard from her grandfather that Yongzi was produced in Yongchang, Yunnan and placed on a chessboard. The black pieces were as black as crows, and the jasper was shining against the light, like the autumn water of a clear pond; while the white pieces were as colored as ivory, and when shining against the light, they were as white as egg white, moist and glutinous as mutton fat and beautiful jade, which was a good chess piece.
She likes playing chess and the cool touch of chess pieces.
"Where did you get it?" Ning Lanrong asked curiously, "Is it very expensive?" She couldn't accept too expensive gifts.
Zhao Yunting touched her head: "It's not expensive. I'll take it for you in a few days. Let's play chess together."
It is quite expensive, but in the past three years he used his memories of his previous life to do some business. He arranged for loyal servants to come forward to take care of him behind his back, and he had long been spending money. On the surface, he also gave his mother some ideas. The business of the shop in his mother's dowry is getting better and better, and at least he doesn't have to envy others in terms of clothing cost. As for the old man, let him be free with his concubine, he can't use him.
After the afternoon lecture, Zhao Yunting returned to the Yanping Marquis' Mansion.
As night fell, Zhao Yuan led a young man in ordinary clothes and walked in. He looked only eleven or eleven years old.
He ordered Zhao Yuan to go outside to guard the gate. Zhao Yunting sat on the chair and stared calmly at the little beggar named Tiewa.
Tiewa was smart and clever. Knowing that his master was waiting for him to speak, he quickly replied in a low voice: "Criminal, I heard the news. The eldest lady of the Qin family will go to Longen Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, and bless General Qin to safely return."
Zhao Yunting nodded gently.
When he first came back, Qin Siyong's sister favored the harem and the young child was appointed as the crown prince early. The Qin family had already gained power. He could not do anything at all, and he didn't want to do too much. He started his business quickly with the Dragon Mastery in his previous life. This time he still planned like this. The only thing he wanted to change was to not give Qin a chance to come to this world. Without Qin, the Qin family would not be on his eyes. He and Lan Rong would be fine. In his career, he knew everything about officials of the Ministry of Revenue and the preferences of the Ming King. Everything would only go smoother than in his previous life.
Perhaps he could also find other ways to avoid Qin's family and not give her the chance to see him, but he was not that kind. Instead of hiding and guarding, it would be better to get rid of the future troubles early.
This year, the Hu people came to invade again. Qin Siyong led his troops to fight. Not only did he defeat the Hu people and appointed General Zhenbei, but soon after he returned, Mrs. Qin became pregnant and was pregnant with Qin. What he had to do was to give Mrs. Qin something before Qin Siyong returned to Beijing without any suspicion.
"Zhao Yuan."
"What are the instructions of the prince?" After three years of training by Zhao Yunting, the twelve-year-old Zhao Yuan has become very experienced in his actions.
Zhao Yunting raised his chin: "You take action yourself, shaved his hair, and then put him in the monk's robe from Longen Temple. Tiewa, the day after tomorrow I want you to pretend to be a little monk to do something for me. After the matter is done, I will give you five hundred taels of silver, which will be enough for you to be free in the countryside for the rest of your life."
Tiewa was not stupid, so he knelt down first and begged pitifully: "Criminal, you saved my life. I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do, but I don't want to die. No matter how much money the prince gives me, I'm afraid I will lose my life if I get caught by the Qin family."
Zhao Yunting smiled and said, "If you are caught, I will be exposed. I am not that stupid. Don't worry, tomorrow's things are simple. As long as you are calm enough and don't show off, there will be no storm. Tiewa, I believe you have given you such an important thing, don't let me down."
"Don't worry, Prince, Tiewa understands it!" I was sure that the errand would not cause trouble for him, Tiewa immediately expressed his loyalty. He had never done anything before, and it was rare to have a chance to reach the top of the sky. Zhao Yunting had arranged everything again, and he would never mess it up.
There are so many beggars who choose this one, so Zhao Yunting certainly believes in him.
The morning of the next day, Zhao Yunting accompanied his mother to Longen Temple to burn incense.
The Zhao and Qin families did not meet each other, and the rooms arranged were far apart. Zhao Yunting calmly accompanied his mother to burn incense and enjoy the scenery and rest. On the corner of the corridor on the other side, Tiewa, dressed in a monk's robe, was talking to the same female guest dressed by an old lady. A little monk came over in the distance. When passing by them, the woman suddenly covered the monk's mouth. Tiewa quickly took the chopping board, quickly poured a pack of powder into the teapot, took a few deep breaths, and walked towards Mrs. Qin's guest room in front.
As she walked out of the corridor, Tiewa looked back and saw that the figure of the old man was gone.
On that day, Mrs. Qin suddenly felt uncomfortable when she drank tea, but it was not very serious. She stopped the maid who wanted to send someone to invite a doctor and lay on the couch to rest. She woke up better, so she didn't take this matter to heart.
Before dusk, Mrs. Qin returned to the Duke's Mansion.
At the same time, in the Yanping Marquis' Mansion, Zhao Yunting was whispering to Zhao Yuan: "Twist those two people to the chasing treasury, don't attract attention."
Zhao Yuan took the order and left.
Zhao Yunting turned around and walked back to the desk, picked up a chess piece that looked like white jade in mutton fat, and slowly raised the corners of his lips.
Lan Rong, this is the gift I give you, the gift for our whole family.
In August, Qin Siyong returned victoriously. Until the beginning of the following spring, there was no news about Mrs. Qin's stomach.
Chapter completed!