little wife

Chapter 5

Nanny Tian sat down on the ground, beating her head with her hands and crying.

Lu Song was also terrified, knelt on the ground and sobbed: "Slaves must never dare to steal and hide, the girl is clear!"

Ning Luo felt like a bright mirror in her heart, pondered for a moment and said, "Could it be that someone accidentally broke it when you put it in?"

Even if it is broken, there should be wreckage. These four treasures must have been stolen by someone. However, I don’t know how long this matter has passed. It will take a lot of work to investigate, and it will involve Lusong, not to mention Tianmao Mammy's husband is still in charge of some shops for Qin Xianglan, and this will affect the whole body, so it is not possible to startle the snake at this time.

"Madam... I'm going to go to Madam to make the decision," Tianmao cried, "I couldn't help it because my little hooves were itchy, so I touched it a few times secretly, and threw it away when it was broken. Old slave..."

"Nurse Tian, ​​don't spit blood!" Lu Song became impatient, "How could I do this kind of thing? If I break it, just tell the girl to get the board, and I won't complain even if I get killed!"

"Okay, let's go to the madam to discuss it together," Tian Nanny grabbed her, and Lu Song pushed her angrily. I almost cried a few times.

"Enough!" Ning Luo shouted sharply, "If you do this again, don't blame me for being rude, and report this matter to grandma and let her handle it."

Nanny Tian was stunned, let go of her hand immediately, fell on the ground and cried: "Young lady, don't want it... this old slave is really wronged..."

Ning Luo's tone was a little slow: "What do you look like crying. You have been with my mother for so long, so I naturally believe you. Well, it's just a few things that are not very valuable. Let's take it as a lesson for you. You have to raise the spirit of 12 points, and you can no longer be careless, otherwise, it will be useless even if you move out of the mother, and the grandmother will definitely report to the authorities."

Grandma Tian didn't dare to be rude anymore, she said tremblingly: "Yes, thank you for your kindness."

Ning Luo stood up and looked directly at Mammy Tian: "Okay, Mammy, go aside first, I'll pick two things and record them in the list when the time comes, and whoever takes them away in what year, month, and month will be counted as treasures." I can't slack off either."

The three of them answered "Yes" in unison, and Ning Luo ignored them, walked back and forth between the shelves on both sides for a while, and chose a string of red sandalwood hand beads and a gilt incense burner with a peony pattern.

After this delay, it seemed that it was time for lunch. Ning Luo rushed to Ning Heng's residence in three steps at the same time. There was no one in the yard. After straightening his hair, he pushed open the door of the study.

Ning Heng sat lazily by the desk, with a book folded in his hand, but his eyes fell on a holly tree outside the window.

"Brother, are you alone?" Ning Luo was a little disappointed. In fact, she had nothing to say when she saw Jing Yun. Jing Yun didn't know what she wanted to know. She just wanted to take a few more glances at this scene. The man who was said to have been deeply affectionate to her in his previous life.

Ning Heng didn't see his sister's small thoughts, threw the book away and said with a smile: "You came just in time, I'm suffering from a headache, and you and Dad will be playing side drums at lunch later, this Chunwei... I won't go? "

Ning Luo looked at her elder brother amusedly. Ning Heng was as fond of martial arts as his grandfather. He would be elated when he mentioned dancing with guns and swords, and military art books, but he was unwilling to read books.When the grandfather was still alive, he loved Ning Heng the most among his grandchildren. He said that this son had excellent bones and bones and could inherit his mantle. He found a master for him early in the morning - the famous Changxin Hou Zeng Ji'an, but Ning Zhenchuan But he hoped that Ning Heng would study literature. After his grandfather passed away, Ning Zhenchuan was determined to drag Ning Heng back from his martial arts career and forced him to study at Qionghua Academy.

Counting the days, this year should be the day when Ning Heng participated in Chunwei. In the autumn test last year, Ning Heng barely made it to the bottom. Ning Zhenchuan was a little disappointed, and urged Ning Heng more strictly, hoping that he would also be able to participate in Chunwei. Get a name.

"Brother, daddy is also doing it for your own good," Ning Luo persuaded. In her previous life, Ning Heng died in battle, and she didn't want her brother to go the same way as before. , we are going to separate, I can't bear you."

"Silly sister, Bei Zhou has ulterior motives, and Wu Huan is stalking him. A man, of course, must make contributions to protect his family and defend the country. How can he be greedy for personal affairs." Ning Heng's voice was sonorous, and his brows were full of youthful vigor.

Ning Luo was stunned, feeling sad for a while. Once Chun Wei left, Ning Heng and Ning Zhenchuan had almost severed relations for four years: Ning Heng got drunk on purpose, did not go to Chun Wei, and was kicked out by Ning Zhenchuan One of them moved out of the Ningguo Mansion alone. After more than a year, he joined the army with Chang Xinhou regardless of his family's opposition, and finally died in the battle with Bei Yi.

"Defending the country does not necessarily mean practicing martial arts and joining the army. Being a civil servant is even more of a heavy responsibility. Look at Dad, isn't he also working hard for Da Chen?" Ning Luo retorted.

"That's different." Ning Heng waved his hands nonchalantly, "Okay, just say whether to help or not? If you don't help me, I will find a way."

Ning Luo said helplessly: "Okay, this matter has to be discussed in the long run, I will persuade Daddy, but don't be too stubborn."

The two siblings were talking all the way, and they arrived at Ning Zhenchuan's courtyard after a while.The servants had already prepared lunch. Ning Zhenchuan and Qin Xianglan were sitting in the living room, talking softly. Although Qin Xianglan was over 30, she still had the gentleness and delicacy of a Jiangnan woman. Her gaze stayed on Ning Zhenchuan's body tenderly, and she helped him straighten his clothes from time to time.

Ning Luo's eyes felt a little hot. This scene was so familiar yet so strange. Just half a year later, because of his grandmother's insistence and the matchmaking of Princess Xinyang, his father was forced to accept the granddaughter of Duke Anguo who had always admired him as his concubine. , there was no peace in the family anymore, and finally Qin Xianglan died with hatred and depression.

"Luo'er, Heng'er," Qin Xianglan smiled when she saw the pair of children, and called softly, "Sit down quickly, today we have shrimp dumplings that you like to eat."

Everyone was seated and started eating dishes. Qin Xianglan specially asked the kitchen to stew a bowl of pig brains, saying that it was for Ning Luo to complement her body, for fear that she would damage her brain.

"Mom, what should I do if I eat and become a pig?" Ning Luo held back her smile.

Qin Xianglan glared at her: "It's all nonsense."

"The pig's brain is fine, as long as you can't find your brother-in-law to support you." Ning Heng said with a smile.

This time even Ning Zhenchuan glared at him: "What nonsense are you talking about, how is your Wen Shu Wen doing?"

Ning Heng fell silent and buried his head in his meal. Qin Xianglan felt distressed watching it, and put several chopsticks and vegetables into his bowl: "You should eat more too, studying hard these days."

"The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. The hard work at this time is for him to use in the future, so don't get used to it." Ning Zhenchuan said helplessly.

"I know," Qin Xianglan said softly, "Heng'er also understands your painstaking efforts."

Ning Heng raised his head, hesitated to speak.

Ning Luo was afraid that he couldn't help but quarrel with Ning Zhenchuan, so she kicked him under the table and said with a smile: "Father, you are so knowledgeable and talented, so I can't say anything that will ruin your reputation."

Ning Zhenchuan laughed: "Luo'er is right, a tiger father has no dogs, Heng'er works hard, and he will definitely be named on the gold list."

Ning Heng gritted his teeth and endured it, then nodded sullenly.

"In my opinion, besides hard work, luck is also very important." Qin Xianglan thought for a while and said, "Luo'er, why don't we go to Taiqing Temple to pray for your brother in a few days, and ask the saint to bless your brother's high school."

Ning Zhenchuan thought for a moment and said: "Taiqingguan takes an hour by car. You have worked too hard for the past two days, and this cough has occurred again. It is not suitable to be tired. I will take a rest in the future, why not..."

"Why don't I go," Ning Luo cut off his words, "Mom, you are tired of taking care of me these two days, and my father is busy with work. It is rare that one day Xiu Mu still rests at home, and my head is not in the way at all. Why don't you take a few more servants and go to the other courtyard in the mansion to raise them for two days, what do you think?"

Ning Heng looked at her unhappy: "Did you find a reason to go sightseeing?"

"Brother," Ning Luo prolonged her voice, and the ending sound rose, so delicate that it made people's hearts soften, "I know what you're thinking, but I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so I'll ask Sanqing Sage, Maybe the saint has agreed to your request."

Only then did Ning Heng turn pale: "Okay, I know that your heart is for brother."

Ning Zhenchuan thought about it for a moment, and felt that Ning Luo was too old, and it would be no problem to go to Taiqing Temple, so he nodded in agreement.The family chatted for a while, Ning Heng made an excuse to go to study, and Ning Luo also had his own plans, so they all left.

Ning Zhenchuan helped Qin Xianglan go to the inner room to take a rest. Qin Xianglan was a little uneasy, and sat on the bed hesitantly said: "Zhenchuan, look at Heng'er's unhappy look, he doesn't like reading, you force him like this, Will it backfire?"

Ning Zhenchuan didn't take it seriously, and covered her with a thin quilt: "Don't worry about it, I have a measure of Heng'er's affairs, and he will understand my painstaking efforts sooner or later."

"I know what you're thinking, but Heng'er's ambition is not here, not to mention that when his father was alive, he always praised him for his excellent bones, he..."

"Xianglan, Heng'er doesn't understand, you should understand. Others always compare our two rooms, and there are rumors that Huai'er is not worthy of being the son of Duke Ning. My eldest brother has always taken good care of me. How can I not?" We can't let Heng'er steal Huai'er's edge and make the brothers fight against each other and make the house restless." Ning Zhenchuan said with a wry smile.

Qin Xianglan sighed lightly: "You have good intentions, I'm afraid that when the time comes, there will be no one inside and outside, Heng'er will have complaints against you, and elder brother and sister-in-law may not appreciate it."

"Since Heng'er was born in Duke Ning's mansion, I can't let him go. I didn't come here like this back then," Ning Zhenchuan persuaded, "Don't worry about it, take care of yourself, and mother will have to worry about it."

Qin Xianglan glanced at him with resentment and resentment: "It's good that you know, my mother always speaks with thorns, if I go to sit with her for half an hour, I will grow old for a year."

"It's hard for you," Ning Zhenchuan said softly, "I came here from Jiangnan with me, do you regret it later?"

Qin Xianglan's body softened, and she leaned into Ning Zhenchuan's arms.

Do not regret later?

When she was in the south of the Yangtze River, she was also pampered and grew up. The Qin family was rich, and everyone in the local area responded with respect.However, when she came to the capital at the foot of the emperor, the identity of this merchant's family seemed to be an indelible imprint on her body.How many times when I dreamed back at midnight, I secretly imagined in my heart, if I hadn't fallen in love with that handsome young magistrate at first sight, if I had followed my father's advice and refused to agree to this marriage...

However, the husband in front of him is gentle and considerate. He has withstood the pressure of his parents-in-law for eighteen years and has never taken a concubine. The two of them are affectionate and affectionate. Even in Jiangnan, there are not many such characters.

"No, I don't regret it." She said softly, "As long as you treat me well, everything is worth it. Even if I do it all over again, I'm willing to leave home and have children for you."

Ning Zhenchuan lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. The two hugged each other, and the room was full of love.

(End of this chapter)