This king wants to be the leader of the martial arts alliance

Yan Dingnan and Ning Yanzhi struggled with sleepiness the next day to greet the old man. Wen Huai muttered for a while, then realized something was wrong, and asked, "Did the prince and concubine sleep well last night?"

Ning Yanzhi smiled and said, "Perhaps he's a bit of a bedbug."

Yan Dingnan sat upright, tried to open his eyes wide, and nodded in agreement with Ning Yanzhi.

Wen Huaiwei stood up, and the maid next to her hurriedly supported her.

"When your mother came back, she brought a box of incense from the palace, but I forgot where I put it. Girl, you go to the warehouse to check, take it out, and light it for the prince."

"Wenhui came back very few times. Although we brought a lot of things, we didn't dare to use them casually. Today, the prince is here, and finally we can use them."

"After lighting the incense, I must be able to sleep better. The Chen family is not as quiet as the Prince's Mansion, and it will make the prince and concubine feel wronged."

Ning Yanzhi and Yan Dingnan also stood up. Ning Yanzhi always restrained himself a lot from such aloof old people. He stepped forward, supported Wen Huaiwei, and said, "There's nothing to be wronged or wronged. But why should you and your grandfather be so scruples, you have my king and elder brother backing you up."

Wen Huai shook his head slightly, patted his hand, and said, "It's useless to ask for those things when you're old. It's fine now. The prince can choose it himself, don't worry about me, an old woman."

"Brother came here a few days ago and left a calligraphy and painting for the old man. I, a woman in a deep house, can't understand it. It looks very majestic. Why don't you take it away with the prince."

Her elder brother is naturally Wen Hong.

The surprise in Ning Yanzhi's eyes flashed away. He became interested in the painting, and he no longer shirked it. He said with a smile, "Since he is grandma's elder brother, he must have good painting skills. Let's go and have a look."

"Go, go." Wen Huaiwei greeted another maid, and said, "Come and help the old man. When you are old, you need people everywhere."

Ning Yanzhi called a servant and asked him to take him to the warehouse.

Yan Dingnan still felt a little uncomfortable when he was walking, and he was too embarrassed to tell Ning Yanzhi, so he endured and followed them.

"Go slowly, I haven't been here for a long time, and I almost forgot what it looks like here."

"Yes."

The houses in Suzhou do not pay attention to symmetry, nor do they sit north and face south, which is different from other places and is very unique.

Yan Dingnan was a little thankful that the scenery here was different from other places, which aroused Ning Yanzhi's interest.

Immediately, the prince approached him and asked him in a low voice: "Uncomfortable?"

Yan Dingnan nodded, and replied softly: "Just walk slowly."

The boy was leading the way, not daring to raise his head.

The servants sweeping around were all doing their own thing with their heads down, Ning Yanzhi simply hugged him halfway into his arms and rubbed his waist.

Yan Dingnan was thin-skinned and blushed even when no one was watching.He broke away from Ning Yanzhi's hand, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "It's not a backache."

He was used to running around, if it was just a backache, he wouldn't be able to bear it.

It's just that he stayed in the carriage for more than a month, and Ning Yanzhi was suffocating. He couldn't hold it back last night, which caused him to lose control, and he hasn't recovered yet.

"Leg hurts?" Ning Yanzhi subconsciously moved his hand down again.

Yan Dingnan hurriedly stopped his hand, with an expression on his face he didn't know whether it was shame or annoyance.

Ning Yanzhi was suddenly blessed. He blinked and asked in a low voice, "Are you..."

Ning Yanzhi, who has grown up for 20 years and still doesn't know how to read people's faces, is so self-taught, and finally he didn't say the following.

Yan Dingnan felt even more embarrassed by his explicit eyes, and couldn't help covering his face with his hands.

Ning Yanzhi turned his head obediently, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

Walking slowly to the storeroom, Ning Yanzhi happened to run into the maid who was carrying incense.

He said casually, "This king is here to find a painting."

The servant girl folded back again, took out a painting, and said, "Look, my lord, there is only this one in the storeroom."

Ning Yanzhi opened it and took a look. The inscription reads, "In the autumn of the [-]th year of Yanqing, I had a hand-to-hand conversation with brother Nian, and I made this painting as soon as I got excited."

The name on the seal is Wenhong.

The painting is majestic, but Yan Dingnan didn't understand it very well. He just thought it was pretty, so he turned his head to look at Ning Yanzhi.

Ning Yanzhi was very grateful to be looked at by him with such eyes, but unfortunately, he is also a half-hearted.

Ning Yanzhi commented, "Not bad."

Then he rolled up the scroll and changed the subject: "Brother Nian, are you talking about Mr. Nian?"

"It should be?" Yan Dingnan said: "They are all knowledgeable people, so it is not surprising to get together."

Ning Yanzhi carefully picked up the scroll, and said with a sneer, "The imperial court spent a lot of effort looking for him in Nanyang, but it was all in vain."

Looking at the painting, Yan Dingnan suddenly remembered that the prince seemed to say that he wanted to read a book to him last night.

"My lord." He asked, "Last night you said that Tang Jialiang gave you a book. What book are you going to show me today?"

Ning Yanzhi's mocking face suddenly froze.

He said that in a moment of sloppy last night, and Yan Dingnan really saw that the book was probably dead without a whole body.

Facing Yan Dingnan's puzzled eyes, he coughed dryly and said, "Let's see it tomorrow, and tell Tang Jialiang that we are going to Qinhuai."

It would be too early to go now.

Yan Dingnan looked at him suspiciously, feeling that the prince was a little guilty.

With a guilty conscience, Ning Yanzhi had no choice but to pretend to have a clear conscience, holding the painting in his left hand, while making a gesture with his right to grab Yan Dingnan's waist.

Yan Dingnan suddenly couldn't care whether the lord was guilty or not, he took a step back and staggered Ning Yanzhi's hand, and caught a glimpse of the maid's smiling expression from the corner of his eye, and said rather embarrassingly: "My lord, go first."

Ning Yanzhi raised his eyebrows, but didn't move, he just said, "Madam please first."

Having been molested again, Yan Dingnan didn't care about etiquette or other things, so he turned around and left.

Ning Yanzhi hurried to catch up, and didn't mention the trouble just now, and said with a smile: "Tell me, who should I take with me when I see Huayang?"

As soon as he got down to business, Yan Dingnan managed to suppress his chaotic thoughts and said, "Tang Jialiang must take it with him, and there is also Qian Cheng."

"My lord, look at those people you brought here, who looks like a master?"

"I don't know." Ning Yanzhi said, "Bring them all?"

"There are too many people." Yan Dingnan frowned slightly, and said, "How about I pick a few?"

"You decide." Ning Yanzhi was always unwilling to bother about things he didn't care about, so he slowed down and followed Yan Dingnan.

Yan Dingnan thought it was early enough to leave at Sishi (nine o'clock in the morning), but when he went to inform Tang Jialiang, the other party packed up everything.

As soon as they arrived at Chen's house yesterday, the horses were untied and taken to the stables. At this time, they were harnessed in front of the carriage again, and Tang Jialiang was carrying a small bag of carrots to feed them one by one.

He patted the horse's neck and yelled, "Let's go now? Wait a minute! The feeding will be over soon!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't know what he thought of, hehehe laughed silly for a while, then casually took out another carrot from the cloth bag, and took a bite himself.

Yan Dingnan didn't care, and Ning Yanzhi didn't mind watching for a while, anyway, they all liked horses.

"Cousin has a horse." Yan Dingnan touched the horse's ears and said, "It's just that Jiangnan is not suitable for raising horses, so I didn't ride it."

"What horse?" Ning Yanzhi asked.

"Wang chasing horses." Yan Dingnan said: "When the prince goes to Zhongzhou, we can take a look. The Tao family has a few horses, and they are all good."

Wang Zhuima, also known as Wuyun Taxue, is completely black except for his white hooves.

"Zhongzhou is not suitable for raising horses either." Ning Yanzhi sighed: "If there were not too few places suitable for raising horses in Daxia, it would not be possible for those nomads to come to the border to plunder."

"Zhongzhou is better than Jiangnan after all, and the number is also small." Yan Dingnan turned his head and said seriously: "My lord is guarding the northwest this time, and I will definitely not let foreigners be so rampant again."

Ning Yanzhi raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "Do you know how powerful you are?"

Tang Jialiang, who was not particular, was choked on a carrot and coughed earth-shatteringly.

Ning Yanzhi, who was waiting to see Yan Dingnan's blushing face, was immediately unhappy when he saw Yan Dingnan's eyes being taken away by an irrelevant man.

When Tang Jialiang finally recovered, he saw six pairs of eyes staring at him.

The eyes of the princess are friendly, the eyes of the horse are innocent, and the eyes of the prince want to eat people.

He knew in his heart that he had lost face to the prince, and with Ning Yanzhi's narrow-mindedness, he might really want to become an eunuch in the palace, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.So he moved to one side unobtrusively, blocking Ning Yanzhi's sight with the tall horse.

The horse that had just eaten his carrot turned its head curiously, took the remaining half of a carrot in his hand, and chewed happily.

Seeing that he was fine, Yan Dingnan turned his head to look at Ning Yanzhi, and asked, "My lord, are you leaving?"

"Go." Ning Yanzhi replied, glanced at Tang Jialiang's hiding place with a half-smile, raised his chin, and said, "Come out."

Tang Jialiang didn't dare to hesitate, and walked out with one step, and asked with a low eyebrow, "What's your order?"

The narrow-minded prince looked for trouble and said: "This time, we will not bring any outsiders to Qinhuai, just the three of us."

Tang Jialiang, who was classified as "one of my own people", didn't feel honored at all, and heard the second half of Ning Yanzhi's sentence with a bitter face.

"The king and the princess are in a carriage, so you can only drive the carriage."

Tang Jialiang, who did not dare to resist with a low eyebrow, answered "Yes" politely.

As if he could drive a carriage.

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