Smiling and frowning, happy and angry, no matter she is a famous lady or has stunned everyone, she will still have the pretense of a little girl in front of someone. Maybe being like this is a good thing in her heart.
She wanted to make trouble in front of Zhang Ning. Although women in ancient times had so many rules and etiquette, innocence when they were happy seemed to be a woman's nature. In Zhang Ning's eyes, beauty is a beautiful thing after all. He has not had it since he was a child.
He likes to play, and is not even good at teasing children, so he seems a bit dull at this time; but he still smiles kindly, pays attention to her, and tries to express a kind of affirmation.
Fang Ling had enough of playing around, so she sat down on the stool to catch her breath, and unceremoniously picked up the tea that Zhang Ning had drunk and took a sip. However, in Zhang Ning's view, she was now less restrained and seemed to be natural.
It's also quite cute.
"No matter what, you really impressed me this time!" Fang Ling took a few breaths and looked at him affectionately, "Uncle Zheng has been walking in the world for many years, and I never expected to fall into your hands. You too
You are so courageous, planning and doing all these things without saying a word!"
"It was a complete coincidence." Zhang Ning said calmly, "I didn't want to be coerced by others. I just wanted to deal with Peng Tianheng, but I accidentally hit him in the wrong direction. Zheng Qia fell into my hands, not because I was a wise man, but because his subordinate Peng Tianheng was a pig; this
Call me a man who is not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but is afraid of teammates who are like pigs. A woman with unknown origins, he drools when he sees him, and he can easily let people infiltrate inside. Can you blame me if he fails?"
Fang Ling smiled and said, "Isn't this what you two have in common? Aren't you afraid that I'm the one who's like a craftsman?"
Zhang Ning shook his head and said: "It's different, but if you are real, I won't blame anyone, I will be convinced."
"I just love to see you like this." Fang Ling said with confused eyes, "Oh, Mr. Zhang, please don't be humble. Anyway, I think you are quite powerful, and Lord Peng is not as useless as you say."
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"It's all just clouds." Zhang Ning said a little calmly, and accidentally remembered that this kind of pretense technique was used by Mr. Su. Thinking of Mr. Su, Zhang Ning asked, "Is Miss Fang still practicing opera?"
Fang Ling shook his head: "Why do you practice it? Who should I sing to?"
Zhang Ning thought of the exaggerated scene where the famous "Beginning Immortal in the Song" stunned everyone at the Huajian Party that day. He felt a little regretful for no reason, so he looked at her with pity. Fang Ling was very beautiful, but her appearance was not.
The most noteworthy thing about her is that she is well-proportioned, symmetrical, and coordinated; the most beautiful thing about her is the temperament and feeling in every word and action, which is very soft and elegant, like a light dance, but there is nothing artificial at all, everything is natural.
Being asked to stay with her affected my mood greatly, and my heart involuntarily became softer and gentler.
Almost no one likes the mentality of intrigue, praising darkness and ugliness, and being obsessed with blood and cruelty. Zhang Ning is no exception. Such gentleness, softness and beauty, he thinks, are gifts given to people by God.
"Then aren't you very boring here?" Zhang Ning said casually.
Fang Ling smiled and said: "How can it be? As long as I don't have anything to worry about, I don't mind being idle. There has been something interesting recently... bonsai. When I started to be idle, I just planted them to kill time. I didn't want to find out that it was very interesting soon.
Have you seen the pot of welcoming pine next to the bed? I planted and cut it."
Zhang Ning looked back for a while: "I am a layman, so I can't see anything mysterious. However, it seems quite awkward to plant a pine tree in a pot. The natural mountains should be its world... just like humans."
"Oh?" Fang Ling rolled his eyes, as if he understood, and chuckled, "You mean, you don't care if I show up to sing songs? You are so petty!"
Zhang Ning looked at the bonsai and said lightly: "Possessiveness seems to be human nature. I am not an ancient sage, nor am I an exception. But later I seemed to gradually realize that good things may be
People, if you watch her grow up and experience well and live well, you can be truly happy and calm; instead of possessing and destroying her, will you really feel better in that case? We can look at beautiful things with appreciation."
He sighed slightly as he spoke, but felt a little uncomfortable because he thought of Zhang Xiaomei.
Fang Ling looked at him carefully with a smile. She had a pleasant face, a white lining collar, and clean fingers. It seemed that she could smell the fragrance of soap locust, which was light and clean. She murmured softly: "I think you
What a strange person... Sometimes the things you do and the words you say smell like the old and stale officialdom; but sometimes I feel like you are just a fledgling, silly."
She tilted her head and thought for a while, then smiled and said: "Everyone should have a piece of the last pure land..."
"Maybe so."
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Zhang Ning kept his promise and would release him when he returned. However, Zheng Qia did not escape as soon as he had received amnesty as he imagined. Instead, he kept asking for the letter. This made Zhang Ning more sure of the value of the letter and it would be of great use if he kept it.
"The terms of exchange that Miss Fang brought are clear and clear. I will exchange you for that poem. Now I have got the things and they have returned them as promised. Fair trade is fair, and you have to negotiate the price, so I have no choice but to avoid it." Zhang
Ning said coldly.
Zheng Qia said kindly: "It's useless for you to hold that letter, so why not send it as a personal gift? Although you and I are our own masters and have no personal grudges, why do we need to do things to the extreme?"
Zhang Ning showed a slight anger and took an aggressive step forward: "Now you are talking to me about favors, saying that you are doing too much? Back then, your people threatened me with a poem. How have I ever heard you talk about favors, benevolence and justice?"
Zheng Qia frowned and said: "This matter was definitely not our intention. It was all Peng Tianheng's own decision. I also tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen."
"It's useless to talk more!" Zhang Ning flicked his sleeves and said coldly, "That's just you being unkind and me being unjust. Don't say anyone is wrong. It's easy to leave without seeing him off. If the delay creates complications, don't blame Zhang for his words.
No faith.”
"Alas!" Zheng Qia sighed, cupped his fists and cupped his hands, turned around and left. After all, he was a scholar-bureaucrat, so Zhang Ning understood that he should be a Jinshi, and it was not rude to have a falling out.
Zhang Ning took the letter and pondered it for many days before deciding on its use. It was time to report on the official business.
Since becoming an official, who doesn’t want to rise step by step, and there are still people who are looking forward to being dismissed and demoted? There are also people who take the blame for the crime. It’s not that they really have no choice but to not take the blame! Peng Tianheng didn’t catch it, but
The person surnamed Peng is just a little-known little character in the eyes of the top management. How can he compare with Zheng Qia? He can use the letters that Zheng Qia values especially to claim his merits. The merits and demerits will be balanced, and it may be more useful than catching Peng Tianheng.
How did he get this letter? Zhang Ning had figured out the whole ins and outs. When the arrest of Peng Tianheng was leaked, he suspected that there was a traitor. The people in Biyuan were complicated, and it was not impossible that there was a traitor. Why did he investigate the three generations of his ancestors?
For example, what happened to the beautiful woman Miao Ge, three generations of her ancestors? She is not the only one who is suspected. There is no way to investigate anyway, unless the mud and sand are sent to jail together and tortured to extract confessions. In addition, Zhang Ning has only been in office for a few months, so he does not know the people below him.
, there was every reason to suspect internal problems... So he avoided the knowledge of his subordinates and went directly to his own slaves to handle the matter. Based on Biyuan's knowledge of the activities of private salt dealers, he let his slaves infiltrate into them and act accordingly, in order to make up for his mistakes.
Then the house slave accidentally met a suspicious person, broke into the house at night, stole some belongings, and came back to deliver the letter. Zhang Ning discovered this letter.
There are one or two suspicious coincidences in this plot, but the possibility cannot be completely denied, and it is generally reasonable. The key depends on the value of the letter. If it is a real thing of real value, how it was obtained is a matter of detail.
If it is of no value, then what else is there to say? I have no choice but to accept the blame for dereliction of duty and bullying.
Zhang Ning planned to take the normal route and let Zhan Zhu leave to deliver the submitted letters and important evidence. Although the things seemed very important, how effective would it be to deliver them personally? How could his skills and experience in traveling around the world be comparable to Zhan Zhu's?
Li, on the other hand, enlarged the target and was superfluous. Besides, since Zhan Zhuli was appointed as the messenger to contact Yangzhou and Nanjing, it should not be a big problem.
Give it directly to Wu Yong, a doctor in the Nanjing Ministry of Rites, who is Zhang Ning's immediate superior. In this way, if he has merit, he will share it with Wu Yong, and it is a casual favor; if he is not given to him first, and it is reported to Hu Budang at a higher level, it will be somewhat offending.
thing.
Zhang Ning sealed all the things in the mailbox, sealed it with a seal, and handed it to Zhan Zhuli and said: "Send it to Shangfeng as soon as possible. Shangfeng must take over it personally."
Zhan Zhuli clasped his fists sternly and responded to the order.
Xie Juan on the side looked complicated and curious, because he had not seen the content of the letter. In the past, when Shang Ning reported official duties, he would usually discuss it with two or three core people, but this time no one participated. No wonder Xie Juan's eyes were closed
You have such a look in your eyes, as if you are saying: I know people, I know faces, but I don’t know my heart. I spend a lot of money during the holidays, and you have said it well verbally, but are you going to secretly sell me out as a scapegoat?
After Zhang Ning handed over the business, he sat down next to the tea table and said as if to himself: "A long journey will tell a horse's power, and time will tell a person's heart. Just wait and see."
Although the official document submitted did not give a share of the credit to the people below, Zhang Ning did not want to monopolize it. In fact, it is not easy to make up stories to deceive people... But when it comes to selling people behind the scenes, it does not exist at all. I suspect there is a conspiracy.
The thief is no one's fault.
After hearing those words, Xie Juan quickly came to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Brothers, don't you still believe Master Zhang? You are joking."
"What did I say?" Zhang Ning pointed to the performers and singers outside and said, "Listen to the opera and drink tea. By the way, our Biyuan actors have made great progress. Practice makes perfect."
"Yes Yes……"
What is sung is still the story of the weathered body, which teaches people to understand the principles of ethics, or the legends that have been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, the legends of the Tang Dynasty and so on.
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