At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 179 Old Yang Challenges the Grinding Hall

"Let Sister Miaoyu take charge."

She shook her head: "I am young and have just come to the Marquis' Mansion. I don't know anything. It's okay for me to help my husband deal with the official documents."

"Ok, deal."

He said: "From now on, Miaoyu will take care of my courtyard in the mansion, and all expenses of the other courtyards will be left to you."

"In addition, many of the properties under the name of the Marquis' Mansion will be handed over to you."

"what."

Ning Xi shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, I can only take care of the expenses within the mansion. As for those properties, forget it. Sister Miaoyu will take care of them for the time being."

"Good sister, just take it."

Miaoyu said, "I am very busy every day, and I have long hoped that someone could help me share the burden. Please feel sorry for me, your sister."

"Ok."

The girl had no choice but to agree.

Xiao Han's words not only meant to hand over the power of the Marquis' Mansion to her, but also to tell Ning Xi about Miaoyu's status.

Although she is now the nominal mistress of the Marquis's Mansion, Miaoyu has the highest status in his courtyard.

"Miaoyu, give the key to the treasury to Madam tomorrow, along with the account books."

Xiao Han smiled and said, "My dear Madam, in addition to helping your husband deal with official documents, you must also find time to check the account books and manage the business of the Marquis' Mansion."

"Okay, that's it."

He said, "There are still so many official documents waiting to be read."

Most of these documents were autumn harvest data submitted by various counties. Miaoyu and Cao Ruixue were already accustomed to them and processed them quickly.

Although Princess Ning Xi was smart and capable, and had helped the emperor deal with some memorials, she still felt a little unfamiliar when she first took over the memorials from Xiliang.

The speed is slow.

For several days in a row.

I finished reading the pile of documents and after filing them, I returned those that needed to be returned and stamped those that needed to be stamped.

Late October.

Sparse snowflakes were floating in Xiliang City and the weather suddenly turned cold.

When I woke up, the whole mansion was covered with white gauze. There was a slight chill in the air, and the cold wind was blowing, with dead branches and leaves dancing.

After dealing with the reports on the autumn harvest, there were fewer things to do in the Marquis' Mansion and each courtyard became freer.

After taking over the estate, Ning Xi, the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion, still used the original staff and neither laid off any staff nor placed her own confidants in posts.

Miaoyu still uses the same people she used in the past.

Even the two personal maids, Cui'er and Ling'er, were not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the Marquis' Mansion, so naturally they were in charge of Ning Xiyuan.

In just two days, the sparse snow turned into heavy snow that covered the ground.

Swallow up all the mountains, fields and rivers.

"Sister Murong."

At the gate of Mingyu Garden, the young girl said, "A few days ago, the three Shatuo guards sent a batch of top-quality furs. I asked my servants to make them into coats. I happened to be free today, so I sent them to you."

Murong Yi said happily: "Sister Ning Xi, please come in and chat soon. I'm a little bored."

"Then sister will have to wait a moment."

The girl said, "I still have to go to the other sisters' courtyards to deliver jackets. I will come and talk to you when I am done."

"it is good."

Murong Yi said: "I will grill meat for my sister myself."

Ning Xi took the servants and walked around the yard one by one. Dayueer, Xiaoyueer and Cao Ruixue all received jackets. He also gave jackets to Qingyao and Miaoyu. Finally, he kept more than ten jackets for Miaoyu.

"Thank you for your help, sister. I'm going to send one to Sister Yuwen from the Modao Hall."

The girl's tone was gentle.

"That's enough, that's enough."

Miaoyu shook her head: "Just leave these things to the servants."

"Not tired."

Ning Xi shook his head.

"Miss Miaoyu, the groom Lao Yang who came with the Marquis of Zhenbei last time is outside the mansion. He said he wants to enter the knife grinding hall."

Huang San came in to report.

"Lao Yang?"

Miaoyu let out a light exclamation.

"Ah."

Huang San nodded.

"The young master is practicing swordsmanship in the sword-sharpening hall. You can lead him in."

Miaoyu spoke.

"Okay." Huang San left.

"Good girl, do you want to go to the Grinding Hall to watch a showdown between masters?"

She looked at Ning Xi.

"Master?"

The girl was curious, "How high?"

"Very high."

Miaoyu smiled and said, "Let's go and take a look together."

"I also need to go."

Qingyao, who was practicing sword, heard the noise and hurried over.

"Row."

Several women walked towards the knife-grinding hall, and even Dayueer was alarmed.

They felt the guards leading the grooms of the Zhenbei Marquis's Mansion step into the knife-grinding hall.

“Is this the knife sharpening hall?”

Princess Ning Xi looked at the simple stone house with curiosity. Her husband, the first-rank general, Xiliang Hou Xiao Han, was standing in front of the knife-grinding hall with his hands behind his back.

"Today I am brave enough to come to the Marquis's knife sharpening hall and give it a try."

The Old Yang of today is somewhat different from the Old Yang of the past.

Miaoyu couldn't explain exactly where the difference lay, but she could feel it.

"It's the state of mind."

Dayueer spoke, her face serious.

"In the past, Old Yang hid his sword in its sheath, his edge not showing, like a piece of uncut jade. But now he is like a long sword out of its sheath, his edge showing."

In the entire mansion, apart from Xiao Han, Dayueer has the strongest swordsmanship. She can keenly perceive the changes in Lao Yang's mood.

Although his body was still hunched, he exuded an extremely powerful sword energy from his whole body.

He has stepped half a step into the ranks of kendo grandmasters.

"Is he great?"

At the time of the wedding, Ning Xi had seen the groom of the Zhenbei Marquis's Mansion from afar. He was an ordinary man with nothing special about him.

"He's quite an expert."

Yuwen Yulou nodded slightly, placed his hands on the two long swords at his waist, and looked at the toothless groom with his beautiful eyes.

There was a fighting spirit in my heart, and I wanted to fight with the other party.

In front of the Grinding Hall, Xiao Han put his hands behind his back, wearing a white robe, with a cold face, and said calmly: "Do you know the rules of the Grinding Hall?"

"Nature knows."

Old Yang shook his shoulders, and the wooden box on his back soared into the sky, then fell from the sky and landed half a foot in front of him.

"Snapped."

His palm fell and rested on the wooden box. The toothless groom's eyes flashed with a captivating gleam, and his voice was low.

"But I do not wish to submit to you, my Lord, and be commanded by you."

"You want to fight to the death?"

Xiao Han raised an eyebrow.

"Right on my mind."

Old Yang nodded.

"does it worth?"

Xiao Han spoke.

"worth."