Dingjiangshan

In the backyard of Prince Gong’s Mansion, the inland river under the Jiuqu Corridor was covered with a thin layer of ice, and a few koi carps that floated up to breathe, slid down the clear ice surface, and swam to the unfrozen upstream, swimming up with their mouths wide open. gas.

Ning Huaijin leaned against the gazebo, holding a handful of fish food in her hand, and sprinkled it down from time to time.

Those delicate koi probably didn't expect that there would be people feeding them at this hour of staggering, so they gathered spontaneously in a short while and surrounded a large area under the gazebo.

Ning Huaijin was preoccupied with something heavy in her heart, and her mind was not on the fish, she just grabbed the small handful of fish food in her hand and threw it down on her own.He didn't grab much at first, and after doing this a few times, there were some crumbs left in his hands, but he didn't pay attention, and kept repeating the movements, as if his soul had disappeared.

Wei Ji watched from the side for a long time, seeing Ning Huaijin grabbing the air for a long time, sighed helplessly, and went up to call him: "My lord, are you tired?"

Ning Huaijin didn't know where her mind was, and was startled by Wei Ji's sudden noise, and all the debris left in her hand spilled into the inland river, and was swallowed by the swarming koi.

Wei Ji didn't expect to scare him, so he quickly came up to pat him on the back, and persuaded him: "My lord, what are you doing sitting outside in this cold day, there is no charcoal basin here, your hands and feet are cold."

Ning Huaijin pushed his hand away and shook her head.

Knowing that he was stubborn, Wei Ji asked tentatively: "Then it's okay for the prince to go into the house and sleep for a while. You haven't closed your eyes since you came back from the hunting ground."

Ning Huaijin simply took a step back this time and leaned against the fence of the gazebo. He shook his head again, not sure if he didn't want to enter the house or talk.

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Wei Ji had no choice but to settle for the next best thing. He called two servants from the mansion and told them to add two more charcoal basins to the gazebo.

The koi under the inland river haven’t seen any more food thrown down for a long time, and they scattered and retreated in a dispirited manner. Some of them submerged in the bottom of the water again, and some still didn’t give up. They were still wandering near the water surface, wanting to see when they could come back Catch a wave of extra meals.

In winter, the temperature is cold, and the koi do not like to move around in the water. They float up and down in the water according to the momentum, and only occasionally swing their tails lazily and turn around.

——Just like Ning Yan, Ning Huaijin suddenly thought.Ning Yan is also lazy sometimes. He is not like Ning Zongyuan who wants to take care of all the affairs in his hands. Instead, he will hide from time to time and throw those chaotic words to him. and cabinet heads.

Ning Huaijin found out inexplicably that he thought of Ning Yan again unconsciously, and quickly sat up straight as if to cover up, pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to completely sweep Ning Yan out of his mind.

It's just that Ning Huaijin spent almost all of his life around Ning Yan in the first ten years, and thinking about him has become a habit, so even if he didn't want to mention Ning Yan 1 times, his mind wanted to sing against him.

It has been several hours since he came back from the hunting ground. Calculating the time, Ning Yan should have arrived in the capital soon.Prince Gong was not around when we set off today, so I don't know how much gossip will be going on outside.

Although there are not many people in the court who bully Ning Yan when he is young, they are not completely absent. For example, Shu Qinghui and the like are everywhere. Before that, he supported Ning Yan intentionally or unintentionally so that they did not call them too presumptuous. I don't know if the rumors of "Prince Gong and His Majesty are at odds" will make things difficult for Ning Yan.

Ning Huaijin felt worried, but was overwhelmed by anger and disappointment.

Until now, he can still recall the moment when he saw Ning Yan's mind the night before. At that time, he was shocked and angry. The shock and hatred almost completely washed away the prudence and reason he was proud of.

At that time, his heart was full and his eyes were full, only one empty thought was left--did I raise him like this?

Ning Huaijin didn't want to use unorthodox, disregarding human relations, and shameless words to trap Ning Yan, but after putting aside these words, there was nothing left in his mind, and he couldn't think of anything under his anger.

He helped and raised Ning Yan for ten years, and taught him the principles of ethics, but he didn't want to end up teaching such a bold child who didn't take the worldly order into his eyes—Ning Huaijin couldn't help but rejoice that he was not his relative Uncle, it's just a false name, otherwise Ning Yan's words would have been struck by lightning.

Several hours have passed now, when Ning Huaijin thinks back, he can still recall the feeling at that time, the emotion is clear and profound, as if he was burned into his memory by a soldering iron.

Ning Huaijin closed her eyes and didn't want to recall anymore. Ning Yan dared to think about such things, but he didn't. He felt sorry for the sage books he had read even if he thought about it for a moment.

But after several hours passed, the burning anger in his heart subsided temporarily, and Ning Huaijin finally figured out other things under the raging anger.

——He was also afraid.

Ning Huaijin couldn't say exactly what he was afraid of. For him, being looked upon by His Majesty was certainly not a good thing, but he didn't seem to have the time to think about his own affairs in those short moments.

What's more, this kind of thing, after all, Ning Yan will suffer more. If the dignified emperor is known to have broken his sleeves and falls in love with his uncle, let alone whether the court will be in turmoil, at least it will cause a loss of virtue The scandal is coming.A hundred years from now, Ning Yan's reputation will be completely ruined in the history books, no matter how many achievements he has made in this life.

When Ning Huaijin thought of this, she became distraught, and her mood, which had calmed down, was stirred up again. Anger, disappointment, and hatred were all mixed up in a mess, and it was hard to tell them apart.

He was competing with himself, and Wei Ji had already brought his servants back.Seeing Ning Huaijin's complexion was not good, Wei Ji didn't dare to approach him, and asked someone to put the charcoal basins under the steps one on the left and one on the right, which was better than nothing.

Just now when Wei Ji went out, he heard the news from the palace road outside from a long distance that Dongshou's carriage had returned to Beijing.

Wei Ji only knew that Ning Huaijin and Ning Yan had an awkward quarrel, but he didn't know how serious it must be to make Ning Huaijin lose Ning Yan's face in front of all the officials and family members. He didn't dare to mention Ning Yan's matter, he just stood peacefully outside the gazebo, like a wooden stake.

It's just that he could hear the commotion outside, and Ning Huaijin could also hear it naturally. He sat quietly in the gazebo, waiting for the commotion of the carriages and horses outside to disappear completely, before asking: "Your Majesty is back?"

"It's back." Wei Ji said quickly: "Your Majesty has gone straight back to the palace. I don't have any orders for the time being, and the palace didn't send anyone over."

Ning Huaijin breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a good thing that Ning Yan didn't insist to the end, and saved some face for each other, probably because he was sober.

Ning Huaijin really didn't dare to imagine what would happen to Ning Yan if he returned to Beijing and still smashed the cans like he did in the hunting ground that night.

He got angry last night, and he only wanted to let Ning Yan throw this idea out of the sky. He didn't have time to think about many things, but now that he calmed down, many things before him appeared inexplicably.

Not only Ning Yan's insistence on refusing to get married, but also Feng Shu Qiuyu's appointment as the official of Raoshi's son, as well as his increasingly intimate little gestures, the fireworks on the night of his Longevity Festival seem to have an explanation.

As for watching the fireworks, he didn't hear clearly, and Ning Yan later exposed that sentence, which was probably one of Ning Yan's inner voices.

From this point of view—this thought may not be achieved in a day.

The more Ning Huaijin thought about it, the more she felt a headache, and the more she thought about it, the more anxious and uncomfortable she felt.As a matter of fact, no one has a child molester in the noble family. If Ning Yan really has this interest, he will just turn a blind eye to one or two when the harem is full in the future.Pian Ningyan was not satisfied with finding a plaything, so he turned his idea on himself.

Ning Huaijin was puzzled. Ning Yan was obviously a good boy. He had been diligent and studious since he was a child. He served his elders. He never bullied the weak by using his status to bully others. When he became an emperor, he was also diligent and hardworking.

He closed his eyes and sighed heavily.

The backyard of Prince Gong's Mansion is very large, and the gazebo is directly opposite to the main entrance of Prince Gong's Mansion.He sat here, looking into the distance, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the carved beams and tiles of the gate, and see the plaque written by Ning Yan himself outside.

——Prince Gong's Mansion.

This title was given to him by Ning Zongyuan back then. At that time, Ning Zongyuan had already planned to ask him to assist Ning Yan. Giving him this title was nothing more than to remind him to always be respectful and humble.

Wei Ji saw that he started to be in a daze again after finishing speaking, and worriedly said: "My lord...?"

Ning Huaijin didn't shake his head this time, he stood up, turned his head and walked towards him.

"You don't have to follow me." Ning Huaijin said, "Go on your own."

Wei Ji was a little puzzled, but he expected that nothing would happen anyway in the mansion, so he went with Ning Huaijin and went back to the main courtyard by himself, waiting for orders.

There was no mistress in Ning Huaijin's inner courtyard, and most of the houses were still empty. He walked in with all his heart, heading straight for the ancestral hall in the east corner.

He is a clan relative and a member of the royal family, and members of the clan are naturally in the ancestral hall with the royal family.It's just that the ancestral hall and the ancestral mausoleum cannot be opened without authorization on weekdays. For the convenience of offering incense on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, most of the relatives of each clan will set aside an ancestral hall in their own homes to arrange the ranking.

Candles were brightly lit in the ancestral hall, and the ranks were neatly arranged on the high pavilion according to seniority. Ning Huaijin first put incense on her own line, and then pulled the futon and knelt down to the middle row.

Ning Zongyuan's rank is in the middle of the lower row, and next to it is a long-burning lamp. The candlelight on the lamp is reflected on the rank, just illuminating the word "Ning" on his name.

Ning Huaijin felt that he might have a guilty conscience. He looked at Ning Zongyuan's ranking, but it seemed that he saw Ning Zongyuan on the top for no reason.

He knelt down slowly, pressed his shoulders down, and fell obediently on the ground.

The icy tablet above seemed to really carry a weighty soul, and Ning Huaijin only felt that she was exposed to those scorching gazes and had nowhere to hide.

Brother Huang, Ning Huaijin thought sadly, I'm sorry for you.