Dingjiangshan

Ning Zheng intends to make this matter known to the world, and the servants of the Changle Palace have already been instructed. As soon as the child on the other side of Shen Tinghe was born, most of the subjects in Anqing Prefecture already knew that the little prince was "" A person who is born with auspiciousness".

In the small courtyard of Dongcheng, Ning Zheng blew the wooden whistle for the last time, and magpies all over the sky landed in the courtyard following the whistle, and were obediently stuffed into wooden cages one by one by the men.

"Congratulations, my lord." The man twirled his beard and said with a smile: "Young son is destined to be precious, and he will surely flourish in the future with a prominent net worth."

"Thanks for the auspicious words." Ning Zheng was in a good mood, and waved his hand behind him: "I have a little heart, and I hope that sir will not be disgusted."

Hearing this, Ning Zheng's servant stepped forward, and respectfully handed over a wooden box in his hand to the man.The man didn't care that Ning Zheng was still there, he stretched out his hand generously to remove the copper plate on the wooden box, and looked at the contents inside.

The wooden box is full of bank notes, all of which are in denominations of one thousand taels, and the stack is thick, which looks quite heavy.

"It's 30 taels, I hope you can accept it with a smile," Ning Zheng said.

The man took the wooden box and smiled: "Then first, I wish the prince his wish come true."

As the man said, he cupped his hands and didn't stay any longer. He left the wooden whistle and the "Xiangrui" all over the courtyard to Ning Zheng, and left the small courtyard with the wooden box with ease.

Ning Zheng stood in the courtyard for a while and looked at the direction he was leaving, but in the end he didn't ask to keep him.

Perhaps these so-called "experts outside the world" always have some eccentricities, Ning Zheng thought, if this person is not for fame or profit, then there is no need to help him with errands, and offer such a price of 30 taels.But if it was said that he did things for him for the sake of fame and fortune, then Ning Zheng had politely asked him to stay for his own use over and over again, but he rejected them all out of hand.

But it doesn't matter, for Ning Zheng, the goal he wanted to achieve has been achieved, so he doesn't need to care about other things.

"My lord." Ning Zheng's servant watched the man go away, walked up to Ning Zheng, made a subtle gesture, and said, "He has been doing things for the lord for so long, do you want to—"

"No need." Ning Zheng said, "Since he took the money and left, the deal is over. Even if he goes out to talk nonsense in the future, he won't be able to produce evidence, so there is no need to cause more trouble... Besides, these people who deal with the heavens It’s an evil sect, if you can be polite, you should be more polite, now it’s an eventful time, there’s no need to make enemies for yourself.”

"That's right." Ning Zheng asked, "Where is Ting He?"

"The concubine gave birth successfully, and the mother and child are safe." As soon as this was mentioned, the servant beamed with joy, and said joyfully: "Everything is as the prince expected, and the fact that the little son was born with an auspicious sign has been spread. "

"That's good." Ning Zheng put the wooden whistle into his sleeve, and said calmly: "Then send a message to Feng Yuan, and don't miss any of the things that should be done."

With Ning Zheng's acquiescence, the news of Princess Changle's male acquisition seemed to have wings, and it spread rapidly in just a few days.

When Ning Yan received the news, he was nestling in Ning Huaijin's tent, holding a Tang Pozi and thinking hard about the endgame.

The barracks lacked everything except the necessary supplies and rations, not to mention such elegant things as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Ning Yan and Ning Huaijin were so ingenious that they cut out a piece of white paper, using paper as a board, and pens as chess pieces. , It really made a name for itself.

Shili walked into the tent, knelt beside Ning Yan, and handed him the scroll in his hand.

"Your Majesty." Shili said, "Princess Changle gave birth successfully, and it is a son."

"Son." Ning Yan drew a few more lines along the outline of the "chessboard" with a pen, tapped a "Luozi" on it, and said casually: "Third brother is very lucky."

It was Ning Huaijin who took an extra look and said, "If there is anything left to say, let's talk about it together."

"According to the rumors, when Princess Changle Shen Ting He gave birth to a child, the sky was full of red clouds, and there were magpies circling nine or nine times." Shi Li said, "It is said that they circled nine times before flying towards the east."

"Magpie?" Ning Yan asked back.

"Exactly." Shili said: "This kind of vision is not common, let alone magpies, the common people's falsehoods are spreading even more outrageously than this."

As a member of the imperial family, Ning Huaijin was well aware of these crooked ways, and she knew there was something tricky about it as soon as she heard it.

"What do the people say?" Ning Huaijin asked.

"There are mixed opinions among the people, but there are still more praises." Shili said in a matter-of-fact manner: "Ning Zheng had intentionally or unintentionally used people's influence to spread a lot of words and deeds among the people, such as that the little prince is a god or a real noble person. In addition, there is 'auspiciousness' around, and the credibility is extremely high."

"After all, he put in a lot of effort." Ning Yan didn't seem to care, and said casually: "If this can't guide the direction of the wind, then the third brother is planning for nothing."

Ning Huaijin saw that his old god was there, and didn't seem to be anxious about it at all, so she wondered if Ning Yan had already guessed that Ning Zheng had such a move.

He thought so in his heart, so he naturally asked this question. Ning Yan pulled Mrs. Tang into his arms, and said with a smile: "From ancient times to the present, even ordinary people who revolted know that if they want to seek to usurp the throne, they must find an upright person." From the beginning, not to mention the third brother."

"In contrast, if you want to find the emperor's fault, it's not easy not to say it. No matter how well-founded you find it, there will always be a sentence of infidelity waiting." Ning Yan said: "But if it's the fate of Saying 'is different—after all, how can God be wrong."

"It's just pity for that child." Ning Huaijin sighed and said, "From birth, he will be treated as a raft for Ning Zheng to whitewash the peace. The so-called 'destiny' has been suppressed from birth, but it is not Ning Zheng's. The eldest son, and the biological mother is a step-wife, so I know it's very embarrassing."

"Indeed." Ning Yan said.

Ning Zheng is more than ten years older than Ning Huaijin, and now he has passed the age of forty, and already has a son under his knees, counting his age, he is about the same as Ning Yan.

Shen Tinghe's child, even if Ning Zheng planted more "mandate of fate" on his head, there is still a much older brother on top of his head.In the future, Ning Zheng raises his troops to go north, and if it really becomes a great cause, after a hundred years, the two brothers still don't know how to deal with themselves.

But Ning Yan has already figured out Ruan Yin and Ning Zheng's previous plan. This child and Jiang Xuan are two leads, one bright and one dark, and one is buried farther than the other.

Firstly, Ruan Yin wanted to drug him in the palace to make him unprofessional, and then there was a "auspicious heavenly" young son born in Anqing Mansion.After that, as long as Ruan Yin stabbed his unrepeatable matter to the clan, no matter how dissatisfied Ning Yan was with Ning Zheng, in order not to cause this "auspiciousness" to wander outside and cause trouble, he had no choice but to bring the child back to the palace .

At that time, Ruan Yin, who was in the palace wall and soaked in the harem for many years, would have the means to turn this child into a heir apparent.

And if things really come to this point, it won't be far from Ruan Yin's mother and son winning a big victory.

——That is to say, if Ning Yan hadn't taken the risk to lure Ning Zheng into the army first, then by this time, Ruan Yin's unprecedented story must have been passed on to everyone in the clan.

Ning Yan glanced at Ning Huaijin who was opposite without any trace, and secretly sighed inwardly.

It really is the queen's wrist, Ning Yan thought, he really has a thorough understanding of the clan's intentions, and even the emperor's last resort and shortcomings have also been calculated.

Ning Yan's eyes fell on the mess in front of him, he was silent for a moment, and put down the pen in his hand.

"No more?" Ning Huaijin asked.

"No more." Ning Yan said with a smile: "Third brother has already played a good game for me. I have to go all out to make this mess come to an end."

He and Ning Zheng have played this game of chess so far, and for the time being, he is slightly better. Although the victory is dangerous and dangerous, but fortunately, Ning Zheng was not allowed to follow the planned path. Children should be the banner of fame and righteousness.

If Ning Yan is not wrong, with Ning Zheng's character, he will never be satisfied with the world's praise of his youngest son, and there must be another trick in the future.

Ning Huaijin saw that Ning Yan was thinking, so he knew that he didn't know what was going on in the battle between heaven and man.He waved his hand lightly, saluted Shili knowingly, and retreated lightly.

"Are you going back to Nanyang?" Ning Huaijin asked.

Ning Yan stayed in the camp for five or six days, and every time he wanted to bring up the matter of going back, he always gagged and refused to say it directly. The majestic emperor, just like a child, only thinks about one more day.

Ning Huaijin actually understood him, knowing that he had only been close to her for a few days, she was still uneasy, and since there had been no wars recently, she did not insist on driving him away.

But this time Ning Yan did not change the topic, or asked coquettishly, "Does the emperor not want me to stay here with you" or other slapstick words, but rubbed Tang Pozi in his hand for a while, and gently hummed With a sound.

But even though he promised happily, he still had a look of displeasure on his face, his enthusiasm when playing chess was gone, and he looked listless.

Ning Yan tugged at the white and faded tassels on the stove cover, feeling really unhappy.

When he returns to Nanyang this time, he must take advantage of this time to act.Zheng Shaohui had already arrived outside the Xinyang mansion, and he only waited for an order from behind him before attacking Xinyang.

And once there was a fight on Xinyang's side, Ning Huaijin's side would have to move too. Whether it was a siege or a hard attack, at least he had to take back the bayonet land like Tongbai County into his hands.

Not to mention that the general surnamed Feng will definitely stick to Tongbai for his own status, but after all these years, Ning Zheng has learned a little bit smarter, so he will not sit still and return Tongbai County to him for nothing.

Things on the battlefield are changing rapidly, and anything can happen. While Ning Yan was worried about Ning Huaijin's safety, he was also worried that the battle situation would not be as expected. His heart was heavy, how could he be happy.

"Your Majesty forgot." Ning Huaijin leaned over, touched Ning Yan's face, pulled a strand of hair from his temples back behind his ear, and intentionally reminded: "Your Majesty's birthday is coming soon."

It's still a long time away, Ning Yan thought to himself.

Even if you look forward to the winter moon, you have to wait 26 days, what is the difference from waiting an extra month.

However, he was slandering non-stop in his heart, but his mouth was very obedient.He tilted his head, rubbed Ning Huaijin's palm lightly with his cheek, and said: "The battlefield is dangerous, you have to be careful."

"I know." Ning Huaijin said, "I will be careful."

"Well——" Ning Yan pursed his lips, as if he was not relieved enough, and reminded him: "Uncle Emperor, please remember that you will return to Nanyang when it is my birthday."