On the carriage, Yang Ruoqing frowned slightly.

"Ning Guogong also has a nephew Ning Shanwen?"

Yang Ruoqing felt a little strange. Why didn't she know that Duke Ning Guo had a nephew?

"Yes, madam, the Ning family has branches in Jiangnan. Ning Guogong himself has no sons, but in the past, several of his concubine brothers went to Jiangnan to do business and established a business. Therefore, the number of his nephews

Quite a few, Madam didn’t pay attention to that, so it’s normal for her to be unclear.” Hongxiu explained.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized that she really did not regard Mr. Ning Guogong as his main enemy, but regarded him as a clown-like figure.

After all, no matter how high the title of Ning Guo Gong is and how prominent his ancestors are, they are still the power of the past. Today, Ning Guo Gong has almost lost most of his influence in the army, and he did not go all out when Qi Xingyun came to power.

Although he did not make any serious mistakes, he eventually lost his influence in the court.

I am so busy running around that I have no time to pay attention to Ning Yuan, Duke of Ning State, and his relatives.

"Shouldn't this Ning Shanwen be in Jiangnan? Why did he come to the capital again?" Yang Ruoqing put down the car curtain and looked at Hongxiu.

"Madam, Ning Shanwen is adopted to Ning Yuan, Duke of Ning State, and inherits his incense and title. According to the laws of this dynasty, such an adoption is feasible. After all, Ning Shanwen is also a legitimate member of the Ning family." Hongxiu said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly: "You asked earlier if Ning Shanwen had any ideas about Shen Biyu and threatened her by closing Zhuang Yulou."

"Madam, your guess is correct. That's it. Ning Shanwen's excuse was that Zhuang Yulou had banned books, so he banned Zhuang Yulou to punish the owner of the building. The people were all watching." Hongxiu said in surprise.

"Emperor Qi issued an order to rectify the books, but Ning Shanwen is nothing. He just used chicken feathers as arrows to satisfy his personal desires." Yang Ruoqing said slowly.

If someone else did such a thing, Yang Ruoqing would not necessarily take care of it personally. At most, she would hand over a letter. After all, there were too many injustices and her abilities were limited. It was good to take care of her own family. How could everything go as she wished?

But Ning Shanwen is causing trouble now. This person is the nephew of Ning Guogong. The person who adopts him as the crown prince is equivalent to the new crown prince. How can this satisfy him?

"Hongxiu, take my jade pendant and go find Shen Biyu. Take her to my house for temporary shelter. Wait until I come back to see the saint before dealing with her affairs." Yang Ruoqing took off a fish-shaped jade pendant from her waist, with a sun engraved on it.

The word represents herself.

"It's madam, I'll leave right now."

After taking the jade pendant, Hong Xiu jumped out of the carriage and joined the crowd.

Ning Feng, who was riding a horse in front, had already led his hidden guards to drive away the spectators. They had already blocked the road. If they didn't drive them away, what would happen? If the time to meet the Holy Spirit was delayed, how would they explain to the emperor?

After driving for a while, the people watching the excitement were driven out of a road.

As for driving them all away, that was impossible. The hidden guards had rules and were not allowed to use knives on the people casually. This was an iron rule, and Ning Feng did not dare to violate it.

At the same time, the instinct to watch the excitement runs through human civilization. When people are beheaded at the market, a bunch of people stretch their necks and watch the excitement like a group of ducks.

"A bunch of unruly people." Ning Feng muttered with a dark face.

He found that when he was waving the scabbard to drive away the crowd, several rotten eggs and stinky tofu were thrown on the horse's legs. The smell made people cry.

Ning Feng was at a loss, who could he go to? He couldn't find anyone at all, so he had no choice but to forget it, but he felt very unhappy.

…

In the upper study room of the palace.

Qi Xingyun was wearing casual clothes, with his hair tied up in a bun casually. His slender fingers were holding a thin piece of paper, smelling the faint fragrance of ink on it, and a smile appeared on the corners of his lips: "Newspaper,

It’s a shame she thought it through, but this newspaper is so beautifully printed, how can it recoup its cost when it only sells for two cents? Has she become a saint doing loss-making business?”

As he spoke, he himself laughed.

Will Yang Ruoqing become a saint? It's impossible.

Sometimes the woman gets angry because she is a petty person, but it is not possible to do it early. It is impossible to suffer a loss, even in this life.

Putting down the newspaper in his hand, Qi Xingyun looked deeply and said calmly: "What on earth is Qing'er thinking about? She is still thinking about selling tickets to make money. This is something I taboo."

The Imperial Guard is his bottom line. He will not allow anyone to have more influence in the army than himself, not even Yang Ruoqing.

Others don't know, but he knows very well.

Luo Fengtang is qualified to participate in the battle for the throne because of his bloodline. He is the son of King Wu and carries the blood of the Qi family, the most noble royal family in Da Qi. If King Wu shows up, he will have unparalleled influence in the court...

However, precisely because of this, he believed that Luo Fengtang had no ambitions and did not want to get the throne.

If he had to watch out for everyone who was qualified to sit on the Dragon Throne, he would not be able to handle it at all.

However, he still wanted to hear Yang Ruoqing's explanation.

"Your Majesty, Mrs. Yang has arrived and is waiting to be summoned in the Imperial Garden." Eunuch Wang Yun took the fly whisk and saluted Qi Xingyun.

"Let her come to the study..."

Just as Eunuch Wang Yun turned around to send a message, Qi Xingyun suddenly stood up and said, "Forget it, I'd better go see her. I just happen to go for a walk in the Royal Garden."

He had been reviewing memorials and felt a little sore in his legs and feet, so he took this time to go for a walk in the Imperial Garden to relax his body.

Yang Ruoqing is standing in the imperial garden. Here, various exotic flowers are vying for beauty, the fragrance of flowers is fragrant, there are also small bridges, flowing water, and rugged rocks. It is a beautiful scene. It is worthy of being an imperial garden.

Of course, this garden was not built by Qi Xingyun, but by the old Emperor Qi two terms ago. He was an emperor who loved to play, and he spent a lot of money building gardens. Finally, it was in the hands of the previous Emperor Qi, and the treasury was already at its bottom.

It can be said that that kind of behavior was also an important reason why Daqi almost collapsed.

At this time, she discovered that the figure behind the rocks turned around, and Qi Xingyun appeared in front of her with his hands behind his back.

When Yang Ruoqing saw Qi Xingyun for the first time, she felt something was wrong. There seemed to be something wrong with his complexion, but he seemed to be fine at the same time. If he looked carefully, he could see if there were any clues.

"What? Is there money on my face?" Qi Xingyun said, touching his face.

"Greetings to Your Majesty." At this time, Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze and saluted to herself, without answering Qi Xingyun's words.

"No courtesy..." Qi Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief, but turned his gaze to the flowers in the distance.
Chapter completed!