Wang Ruoyan was also feeling pity, she had lost all interest just now and sighed silently.

Jiang Ning patted Wang Ruoyan on the back: "I don't know what Su Xiaoxiao, who is rare to see, will feel when she sees this scene..."

Wang Ruoyan felt unhappy. Listening to Jiang Ning's words, she could feel Jiang Ning's displeasure.

"Who is this Holy Duke? How can he be so powerful?" Wang Ruoyan came back to his senses and asked.

Jiang Ning frowned: "In the future... you will know that it is better to have less contact anyway, and it is best not to encounter him."

The two of them lost interest, so they bought some things and returned to the ship, and set off again. This time, Jiang Ning had no intention of getting off the ship.

The development of Manichaeism was faster than he imagined. It had reached Suzhou from Jinling in half a year, and it was already able to enter and exit normally, which was enough to show that the government underestimated them, and this kind of underestimation was a bad thing.

According to Er Qianxun's speed, the three mansions in Jiangnan should have been notified, but there was no action. This was what made him feel terrible. He had to reach Jinling as quickly as possible, otherwise if there was a military disaster,

It's a problem on the water.

At Jiang Ning's insistence, He Laosan set off quickly. Many people sailed overnight, but this was the first time he encountered He Laosan like Jiang Ning. Apart from necessary supplies, there was no stop on the way.

The originally happy trip suddenly became tense after arriving in Yangzhou. The journey that originally took more than ten days reached Jinling in nine days.

It wasn't until they entered Jinling that although it was already dark and the wind was blowing, Wang Ruoyan, who was standing on the bow of the boat, saw Jiang Ning's smiling face. Although she didn't know why, she always felt that it was related to the Yangzhou brother and sister.

?These are all unknown. Along the way, Jiangning

Either standing on the bow of the ship or sitting in the hall drinking tea with everyone. Although everyone was in high spirits, the two sisters were chirping and running around on the ship. The two cousins ​​chatted and sang over wine. Is there anything I can ask Jiang Ning?

Yes, Jiang Ning explained it, but it was a little different from before.

Others can't see it, but Wang Ruoyan feels it clearly.

At Jinling by the ferry, the old and new walls alternate with each other. The mottled marks on it still show the battles not long ago. The parasol trees rise to the sky and gold falls all over the ground.

Jiang Ning looked at the ten-foot-high city wall at the east gate. The ten-mile Qinhuai River merged into the canal from the east gate, and finally arrived at the fascinating Jinling.

In Jinling City, nine streets and eighteen alleys run through the entire ancient city. There are centuries-old trees everywhere. There are rows of tall buildings, bluestone paving, and the Qinhuai River crossing. It is full of people. Whether it is cars, horses or buildings, it is actually much richer than Hangzhou.

Wang Ruoyan and his entourage got off the boat. The wind had picked up, but several carriages had stopped at the ferry. After asking, it was the guy who was pulling people. They got on the boat, paid the fare with He Laosan, and headed straight towards

Gone to Jinling City.

The sky slowly turned dark, the wind suddenly became cooler, and there were already several rumbles of thunder in the distance, fearing that it would start raining soon.

In a cargo yard in the east of the city, a group of people were busy counting and loading goods. The ship was parked by the Qinhuai River. It was three stories high, but it did not look very big in the Qinhuai River.

The river in the city becomes wider and wider when it reaches the east of the city. Where it connects to the canal, four cargo ships can pass side by side, which is amazing.

"Hurry up, you losers, you haven't finished moving such a small amount of goods yet." A man with a crooked mouth held a whip in his hand, rolled up his sleeves, and shouted loudly.

"The wind has picked up, and there was thunder just now. I'm afraid it's going to rain..." A woman stood on the platform and looked at the huge goods yard in front of her.

Behind him was a handsome young man, dressed in white. It was already winter, but he still held a folding fan in his hand and swung it back and forth. He walked forward slowly, half-positioned with the woman, and said: "The wind is blowing, there are them here."

That's fine, sister Wan'er, you'd better go back first, the wind in winter is unusual, and it will be troublesome if you catch the wind and cold."

The woman didn't look back, as if she hadn't heard what the man said. The man seemed a little embarrassed and hurriedly said to the people around him: "You guys should hurry up too, why is it so slow? How long will it take to finish moving?"

The shopkeepers on the left and right knew about the relationship between the two of them, so they didn't say anything more, so they got off the platform and went to urge them. Some of them simply started to help.

"Before it rains, all must be packed. The goods inside are afraid of water. I don't know how much damage will be caused by this rain." The woman frowned, feeling that it was not good to slander him like this, so she just said.

"I'll be able to finish it, sister, don't worry." The man waved his fan lightly and said.

The woman was still worried. Ever since she took over the Nangong family business, she had not dared to slack off at all. Although she planned the strategy, there were a lot of mistakes in the beginning. Although the loss was not big, she was always worried about it. If she wanted to

make one

If you have something to do, you must do it well. There are still many things to do before the year, and a lot of work has reached the final stage. After the year will be my father’s sixtieth birthday, business matters will be later than in previous years, and everything must be done.

Think about it all.

The person next to him is no one else, but Zhou Yaohua, a talented scholar from Jinling, who is also a famous person on the Jinshi list. Although this Jinshi is suspected by everyone, no one dares to say it. Although the Zhou family is not richer than the Nangong family, it is also a scholarly family.

My ancestor once served in the Ministry of Rites of the DPRK and had many connections with Jinling officialdom. No matter from any angle, the two of them were both talented and beautiful, and they were a perfect match.

But this is not the case. There are different opinions on the reasons. In the end, Zhou Yaohua does not hold an official position. Due to his family background, the Nangong family still looks down on him for the time being.

Zhou Yaohua got off the trestle, went to the carriage to get an umbrella, held it up and stood next to Nangong Wan. Within a moment, the rain began to fall. Although the rain was not heavy, it hit the umbrella like pearls falling on a jade plate, and he breathed out

The air encountered cold air and turned into white mist.

"Sister Wan'er, it's you who is planning the strategy. Don't you know how to observe the sky at night? How do you know it will rain today?" Zhou Yaohua took a hot towel and handed it to Nangong Wan.

Nangong Wan took the hot towel and put down the hairpin. Three thousand black hairs were flying like a waterfall. There were only two of them in the room. Zhou Yaohua took off Nangong Wan's cloak and hung it on the clothes hanger. He walked forward slowly and said with

His hand gently held Nangong Wan's waist.

"What are you doing? Didn't you see me wiping my hair?" Nangong Wan twisted her body and avoided Zhou Yaohua's hands.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yaohua pounced on him: "Sister Wan'er, my brother has thought of you so hard...I won't be able to see you for this month..."

Nangong Wan was hugged from behind by Zhou Yaohua, but she did not break away. She was still wiping her hair, but let Zhou Yaohua's hands roam around her body.

Standing at the window, I could faintly see four carriages walking towards the inn on bluestones in the drizzle of the dark night, which looked particularly eye-catching on the lonely long street.

The carriage stopped in front of the inn, the coachman held up a black umbrella, and a man and a woman stepped out of the first carriage. The man had a handsome face and looked like a scholar. He was dressed in a green shirt with a cloak outside. He was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and the woman was about eighteen years old.

Seventeen, her face was like a peach blossom, delicate and charming, but she revealed a heroic spirit. The woman raised her eyes and happened to see Nangong Wan in front of the window on the third floor.
Chapter completed!