Ning Ke only felt that his mind was dizzy. He didn't have time to think too much before he was pushed out of the door by the woman like a gust of wind. Before he could adapt to the light outside again, another eunuch who had been standing by him rushed up and covered him again.

Eye.

Ning Ke smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It shows that Emperor Ji doesn't believe me."

In the haze, the woman seemed to be biting her lower lip, seemingly deep in thought. However, in the end, she did not order anyone to remove the veil from Ning Ke's eyes. She just whispered, "My lord, you still have to suffer some grievances."

"That's alright." Ning Ke followed the eunuch a few steps forward and laughed in a low voice, "Wei Chen even gave his life to Di Ji..."

Based on his feeling, the pretty woman seemed to have been standing behind him, but she was silent and never said a word.

Ning Ke got on the sedan again and began to figure out these clues.

It seems that the Ministry of War was indeed headed by Rong Jin before. However, over the years, the heads of the Ministry of War have been changed again and again. Even the Minister of the Ministry of War has been in trouble and does not dare to get involved in any faction. Then Rong Shu chose this head of the Ministry of War to make an appointment with him in the backyard.

When we meet, aren't we afraid of revealing Rong Jin's old background?

Somehow, he felt that Rong Shu still seemed to be hiding something from him. Maybe the place where they met was not the backyard of the head of the Ministry of War, or maybe he thought too little.

Randomly feeling the sedan stopped, the eunuch from before sang "Nai" and bowed to invite Ning Ke to get off the sedan. It was still near Zuixianju, except that the sky was getting closer, there was not much change from when he asked him to leave.

People coming and going occasionally stopped to whisper, but they didn't dare to stay for long. They glanced at each other in a hurry and then quickly left.

Ning Ke stood with his hands behind his hands, waiting for the eunuch to carry the sedan into the alley, then smiled, turned around and walked into the Zuixian Residence again. The waiter standing by the cabinet saw Ning Ke coming in quickly and started singing hurriedly

A sound led Ning Ke to the inner room. When he bent down to wipe the tables and chairs with a towel, he whispered, "Your Majesty will be here soon. Please wait a moment."

It seems that it is just a simple familiarity and enthusiasm. No one would think that this seemingly honest waiter is actually an spy planted by Rong Qing.

Zuixianju is famous for its drunken ducks in the imperial city. Many dignitaries in the court like to spend time here with drunken ducks. Especially when you enter the gate of Zuixianju, there are four words "Do not talk about state affairs" posted on the front door, which really makes people tired of the court.

It is an excellent place for people who want to go. However, Rong Qing's intelligence is reflected here. The four princes also like to come here, but others have not discovered the unique role of Zuixianju in attracting powerful people.

Although it is forbidden to talk about state affairs, whoever comes to Zuixianju to drink and have fun will always inadvertently mention people with whom he has close contacts, and if you follow these people, you are not afraid of not getting any clues.

After a while, the waiter brought the drunk duck and carefully half-closed the door of the compartment when he left.

However, his expression was unnatural, his eyes were convulsed, and he kept glancing towards the next door. Ning Ke understood, gently nodded, turned sideways and gave way to the waiter, and pressed it against the window paper.

He tore the drunken duck open smoothly, poked the window paper gently with the oily bones, and listened carefully.

"I don't think those six will last long. What are you talking about? Come on, drink!"

It's like Anthony Wong's voice.

As he spoke, he nodded the duck head with his chopsticks and said with a smile, "This is the most famous drunken duck in Zuixianju. I heard that it is made by intoxicating the duck with old wine. The duck meat is tender and delicious, and it is the most delicious."

, you try it.”

Ning Ke held his breath, trying to hear clearly who Huang Qiusheng was talking to.

However, the man opposite was determined to hold his breath, and under Huang Qiusheng's help, he picked up a piece of duck meat and put it in front of his eyes. He was vaguely vague, and he could only vaguely see that the man was wearing silk clothes, about the size of the sky.

The color of blue is indescribably elegant.

Ning Ke approached again.

The compartment door was suddenly opened.

Rong Qing wore a white robe, walked in with a smile, sat down naturally, and said loudly, "Master Ning, please forgive me, but now Xiao Wang is late."

Just when Rong Qing laughed so loudly, Ning Ke felt the burning gazes of the two people in the cubicle coming towards him. Even through the window paper, they could burn a big hole in Ning Ke's back.

Rong Qing didn't care, he stretched out his hand and tore off the duck meat and handed it to Ning Ke, "Sir, do you want to try it?"

Still loud.

No matter how stupid Ning Ke was, he knew at this moment that Rong Qing must have deliberately provoked the two people in the cubicle to come, so after thinking about it for a moment, he raised his hand to take the duck meat, with the same smile, "Thank you, Your Majesty, Ning will do it himself."

That’s fine, don’t bother the prince.”

However, the two people in the cubicle just paused and then continued to talk. Huang Qiusheng was still the leader, and the man said "hmm" from time to time.

Rong Qing couldn't hold back, poured the wine and pushed it in front of Ning Ke, and smiled again, "My lord, you really have good taste. This is the best osmanthus wine in Zuixianju. Xiao Wang originally wanted to send it to the house together with him some other time."

Your Excellency, please explain in detail, I didn’t expect you to have chosen this wine today. It is said that the mellow osmanthus must be enjoyed by talented people. I imagine that if you are a distinguished scholar, if you drink this wine, it will really be a match for you!"

Ning Ke pretended to be coy and thanked him, "Ning has a reputation for talent, but he is not a talented person. He is not as elegant as the prince and famous in the imperial city."

The two of them sang together, and the people in the cubicle finally lost their patience, and the sound of dragging stools away had not yet dispersed. The door of Ning Ke's cubicle was pushed open, and Ning Ke looked curiously at Huang Qiusheng who was standing at the door.
Chapter completed!