In fact, Zhao Jin was no longer willing to continue receiving these guests during the day.
It's really tiring to talk to these people. I have to make eighteen turns in a sentence for fear that others will not understand.
So, early that morning, Zhao Jin went directly to Ning Ce's mansion with the gifts he had prepared.
“Tuk-tuk-tuk!”
Xu Qi raised her hand and knocked on the door.
"Coming!" came a reply from inside, approaching from far away.
Soon, the door was opened, and what appeared in front of Zhao Jin and Xu Qi was a young man wearing the clothes of an attendant.
"Who are you?"
His hands were still on the door, watching Zhao Jin and Xu Qi warily.
"You can rest assured that we have no ill intentions, we are just here to visit."
"visit?"
Zhao Jin took a few steps forward and stood side by side with Xu Qi, "Yes, I am the Marquis of Xuanping, Zhao Jin, and I came here specifically to visit the teacher."
As soon as he heard Zhao Jin's name, the vigilance on the young man's face dissipated a lot. He stepped aside and said, "I have told you that if Marquis Xuanping comes to visit, just go in directly."
"Thank you." Zhao Jinchao nodded to the young man and stepped into Ning's Mansion.
Zhao Jin had just sat down in the flower hall where he was waiting for guests, and the maid brought him tea.
Immediately afterwards, a slim woman with a woman's bun walked in.
"Hou Xuanping."
Zhao Jin stood up and said hesitantly: "I wonder if Madam is...?"
The woman smiled and said, "Ning Ce is my husband."
Zhao Jin was stunned and shouted dumbly, "Master's wife?"
"That's right."
Zhao Jin looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and never expected that Ning Ce was already married?
He had previously wondered why Ning Ce was living alone in the government office when he was already in his thirties and the ancients had already married before they reached their prime.
But I never thought that Ning Ce had already married a wife in Bianzhou.
Mrs. Ning received Zhao Jin for a while, and then Ning Ce rushed over.
"teacher."
Ning Ce first nodded towards Zhao Jin, then lowered his head and whispered a few words to Mrs. Ning.
Mrs. Ning smiled at Zhao Jin and said, "I won't disturb you two for now."
"Master, walk slowly."
After Mrs. Ning and the maid left, only Zhao Jin and Ning Ce were left in the flower hall.
"Teacher." Zhao Jin asked the doubts in his heart, "Why didn't you take your wife with you to Yanyang?"
As far as Zhao Jin knows, Ning Ce has been in Yanyang for many years and has never returned to Bianzhou. Does this mean that the two of them have not seen each other for many years?
Ning Ce sat down on the main seat and pointed to the position opposite the low table in front of him.
In the State of Zhao, there were both high-legged tables and low-legged tables. Generally, literati's homes were dominated by low-legged tables. They believed that sitting cross-legged when talking across the table was more solemn than sitting on a high chair.
After Zhao Jin sat down, he heard Ning Ce's helpless voice, "You should also know that I am originally from His Majesty's side, and I went to Yanyang on His Majesty's orders."
Ning Ce raised his hand to pour two cups of tea and handed one cup to Zhao Jin.
"Thank you." Zhao Jin took the tea cup with both hands.
Ning Ce continued: "Prince Liang is cruel and ruthless, and he also knows who is behind me."
"Although he may not necessarily kill me, it's hard to say after all."
"Bringing my family members with me adds a lot of dangers. It would be safer to leave them in Bianzhou."
Hearing this, Zhao Jin also fell silent for a moment.
After a long time, Zhao Jin whispered: "It's all over."
Ning Ce's eyes showed a smile, "It is indeed over."
Now he has resumed his status as a bachelor in the cabinet, and His Majesty now values him very much, and even rewarded him generously yesterday.
Thinking of this, Ning Ce looked at Zhao Jin, "However, I didn't expect that His Majesty would have such trust in you."
He originally thought that whether he trusted Zhao Jin or not, Zhao Qian should have a grudge in his heart.
Who would have thought that Zhao Qian would actually confer Zhao Jin the title of Founding Marquis of Xuanping.
"What does the teacher mean by this?" Zhao Jin asked puzzledly.
Whether he is a feudal lord or a third-rank minister of the Ministry of War, he is obviously not too trustworthy.
Ning Ce was silent for a moment. He looked at Zhao Jin and found that Zhao Jin really didn't think that Zhao Qian's move was a sign of trust in him.
"Do you know where Xuanping is?" Ning Ce asked.
Zhao Jin shook his head, "I was just about to ask the teacher where Xuanping is."
"It's Bianzhou."
"Bianzhou?" Zhao Jin couldn't help but raise his voice a little higher.
Isn’t that the capital city?
Even if he didn't know the meaning of Zhao's title, Zhao Jin knew that it was definitely unusual for the fiefdom to be in the capital.
Ning Ce said with unclear meaning: "There is no Duke or Marquis whose fiefdom is in the capital."
"No wonder." Zhao Jin murmured to himself: "No wonder so many people have come here these days."
It turns out there is another reason here.
Ning Ce suddenly spoke again: "It's not just that."
"Do you know who the last Marquis Xuanping was?"
"Not sure."
Zhao Jin was just an outsider. Although he read some history books later, he only had a general look at it to understand what the world he lived in was like.
Although the original person could be taught by Ning Ce, he was always bullied at the time, and what he could learn was too limited, so naturally he didn't know it.
"The previous Marquis Xuanping was the founding general of the Zhao Kingdom. He was later canonized as Marquis Xuanping and became the only king with a different surname in the Zhao Kingdom."
Ning Ce couldn't help but marvel in his eyes, "Such a king with a different surname who made great contributions was able to die in peace in the end because of the trust of the emperor at that time."
Most of the powerful officials did not end well, let alone the generals who opened up new territories.
This king with a different surname must be quite extraordinary.
However, precisely because of this, the title of Marquis Xuanping is even more meaningful.
"But why did your Majesty suddenly..."
Zhao Jin raised his jaw, his expression full of confusion.
"Although I personally captured Prince Liang, I am the son of Prince Liang after all. Your Majesty should not have no grudges."
The more he talked, the more confused Zhao Jin became, "Moreover, when I went to see His Majesty that day, His Majesty seemed to treat me as an elder, and even took me to chat for half a day about home affairs."
After hearing this, Ning Ce looked a little surprised.
According to His Majesty's character, he shouldn't have gone so far.
"Perhaps His Majesty wants to win over you." Ning Ce guessed.
Zhao Jin smiled, but said nothing.
As the king of a country, if you want to win over someone, there are many tricks. There is no need to pretend to care to such an extent.
Ning Ce also knew that what he just said was not reliable, so he only mentioned it briefly and then didn't mention it again.
"That's alright." Zhao Jin held the tea cup in his right hand, "The soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it with earth."
No matter what purpose Zhao Qian had, he just had to be careful.
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