Chapter 113: The rogue of the son

For the ally Mu Mu 2004 plus

Since entering the door, Ning Yunxiao has not come to see her, this is not like the consistent style of his son.
"My brother has a lot of money to play in Jinyun Building this time. He went to his father and grandmother." Ning Yunyan took carelessly.
The sorrows and sorrows in Yangcheng have been waning with the bumps of horses and horses.
It’s a big deal to lose money.
How can a girl be robbed of his reputation?
The family collapsed and the family stood up.
As for Lin’s return, will she say that she is letting her do this, and it’s even more worth worrying about.
What evidence? I want to be a deaf, but she volunteers, no one agrees.
I am just a little girl. How can I interfere with my brother’s marriage? Then, even if I say who I want to be, I am a joke for the children.
Childhood is unscrupulous, and true talent is ridiculous.
All of this is done by Lin Biaoer himself. It is not so easy to frame her. She is the young lady of Ningjia.
There will be a gambling game on March 3 in Jinyun Building, and Mrs. Ningda naturally knows that she also smiled when she listened.
"It’s worth doing so personally," she said, not even asking how much money she asked.
Ning Yunyan nodded again and again.
That's right, it's a big deal for my brother to play a few dollars. In the future, everything in this family is not my brother.
At this time, Ning Yunzheng is standing in his study, and his expression is a serious matter never seen before.
"Say, what is the relationship between Miss Lin and Yan Yan?" he asked, looking at the little girl in front of him.
The little girl shivered and looked up. It was Ning Yunyan’s close-fitting gimmick, Xiaoyue.
"The son, no, is the general exchange, the same as other ladies." She trembled.
Ning Yun turned his hand and walked to the desk.
Xiaoyue’s eyes flashed a trace of luck.
The ten sons are a modest and gentle man of Wen Ruyu. This kind of modesty is not high and low, and there is never a thing to beat the next person.
Her thoughts flashed and she heard a crisp sound.
An enamel pen holder originally placed on the desk fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
This pen holder!
Xiaoyue is wide-eyed.
Miss Yan Yan said that this is the kiln broken magnetic pen holder, extremely expensive, the entire Yangcheng probably can not find a second.
"Ten sons." She shouted without a trembling voice.
Ning Yunqi took back her hand and turned to look at her.
"You gimmick, broke my pen holder, what can I do?" he said softly.
Xiaoyue’s face was white, and he looked at Ning Yun’s unbelievable.
"The son," she shouted.
"Do you want to be sold? Do you want me to hide it for you?" Ning Yunwen Wensheng continued to ask.
Xiaoyue’s tears fell and people fell on the ground.
The son of Wenrun Ruyu is more terrible to play the rogue, because no one will not believe him.
"The son, I said, I said." She cried.
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The weather in spring is darker than in winter. The time for Ningjia’s meal has not been adjusted. Looking at the outside servants are busy, Mrs. Ningda frowned and looked out through the glass window.
"How come the cloud hasn't come yet?" she asked.
A servant is busy.
"I must have talked about poetry with the old man again." She laughed. "The slaves went to see."
Ningda’s lady nodded.
"Master doesn't have to worry about this, Yunlu's homework will be seen by his uncle." She said, "I will start the day after tomorrow, let him relax."
The servant smiled and turned around and went out in a hurry.
"Mrs, the son went out," she said.
so late?
"Where?" asked Mrs. Ningda frowning.
"Go to Yangcheng." The servant replied.
Yangcheng? He came back from Yangcheng, how did he go again?
Mrs. Ningda sat up and she thought of the sentence that Ning Yunyan said.
"What happened to them in Yangcheng?" she asked, otherwise how could the clouds go back and forth.
This matter must be different.
She only wants people to ask, Ning Da's master is not required to come in.
"Clouds, I let him go," he said. "It is indeed something."
"What?" asked Mrs. Ningda.
"Not that adult country." Master Ning Da said, "You know that his kid had caused trouble before."
Cheng Guogong, Cheng Guogong's kid?
Although Mrs. Ningda does not care, she has heard a lot.
"Is the child of Zhu Xi beat people? Is it already closed? What happened?" she said.
"Cheng Guogong explained to the emperor that his son is right, saying that he is busy with military affairs, and that the military is in a tight position in the north, and sometimes he acts in an informal manner. The emperor suggested that Zhu Xi should come to Beijing to come to the garrison and let him study well. Rules." Ning Da’s grandmother said with a smile.
"It's time to go back to one." said Mrs. Ning Da, sitting at the table with him and taking the chopsticks handed over by the hoes. "The wife of Cheng Guogong is also there, and the other general soldiers are separated from husband and wife. They are good. The family has lived in the North for more than ten years, and they have regarded the North as their home. They don’t know what the Emperor thought.
Ningda master coughed.
"Don't talk about the emperor." He paused the chopsticks. "Cheng Guogong will stop, at least obedient, agree to let Jinyiwei send Zhu Xi back to Beijing. As a result, this kid ran halfway."
Mrs. Ning Da was very surprised.
"Running? Run from Jinyiwei?" she said. "This kid is not too small."
Said and shook his head again.
"However, such a small and young temper is violent and unruly, and what can be a big event. I see it as a national genius and will go to the next generation."
A mahjong wife relied on the princes of the first emperor to be the wife of the Kung Pao. How can there be a good son like a good son who can raise a good son like Yunxiao?
Mrs. Ningda’s mouth is smiling and another condensation.
"However, what does this have to do with us? Do you let the clouds do it?"
"The original second brother is planning to make people impeach the country." Ningda’s voice lowered his voice and said, "Is the former section of the country not to strengthen the guards of the city gates in Hebei? This is the more shackles, so the counties are now I have to report to the court, but after all, the achievements of the country have become outstanding, and the reputation of the prestige is good. I am afraid that there is no effect. Now I have a problem with Zhu Xi. My son and I are not the same, so I let Yunxiao give the county a place. Say, don't post the book into a national official for the time being, let the second brother think of it from Zhu Xi."
Mrs. Ningda’s statement was white.
"So sometimes this son was born to bury the old man." Ning Da sighed.
Ning Da’s wife smiled.
"That also depends on what son is, your son has not pitted you." She laughed. "Is this the idea of ​​the cloud?"
Master Ning Da also laughed.
"Meal and eat," he said.
"But Yunxiao hasn't eaten yet." Mrs. Ningda said with a distressed heart, "I haven't rested since I came back."
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Although I arrived at the meal, not everyone is eating, except for Ning Yunxiao, and Lin Daren.
So Lin Daren who walked into the study looked a bit weak.
"Ning ten son, how come you come again?" he asked.

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