Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

Mr. Zheng Hun has been living in the college for decades, and he has plunged into the land of the college, using his own flesh and blood to nourish the growth of the seedlings.

Today, the seedling of the college has grown into a towering tree, but Zheng Hun is out of touch with this era.

He doesn't know what Ning Rong has experienced in the past ten years, and he doesn't know what the world has changed.

Either way!

The old man is wise and noble, so it is better not to stain his ears with such worldly things.

Ning Rong thought about it, and subconsciously touched his nose.

"Why? Do you still want to deceive the old man?"

Zheng Hun suddenly put down his chopsticks and asked Ning Rong.

Uh?

Ning Rong was a little dumbfounded, but Zheng Hun gave him an annoyed look.

"It's impossible to treat this old man as blind, but you are an honest person. You have been famous all over the world, but you always wronged yourself. Cao Mengde is really lucky to have you as his assistant!"

"But having said that, your habit of touching your nose is not good!"

There is a smile in Zheng Hun's eyes, and he has been with Ning Rong for more than 20 years, and he is confident that he can see through a person's flesh and blood.

"Zuixian Tower is the most conspicuous place in Chang'an City. It's the so-called darkness under the lamp. Jing'an Division can't find it here!"

Ning Rong explained casually, and casually threw in a piece of mutton.

"The taste has changed!"

Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, he looked at the bustling crowd downstairs. This Chang'an is worthy of being the imperial capital, and it is a scene of prosperity when people come and go.

only……

"The old man is waiting for you to come back. If the old man leaves one day, this academy will be eaten alive without you!"

How vicious Zheng Hun's vision is, the battle of knowledge is not crueler than the battlefield at all. Compared with the battlefield of knowledge, it is a frontal killing of the enemy with real swords and guns, but learning is a battle of the heart. Think back to the time when the sage Confucius had to kill Shao Zhengmao .

"wait for me!"

Ning Rong didn't make any promises, just nodded solemnly.

Although the purpose of some things is impure, he must achieve the result he wants. After all, there is no one behind the west of Yumen Pass.

"Go! Remember that there are still people waiting for you here!"

"Mn! Master Zheng, that kid Ning Yuan is counting on you!"

The corner of Ning Rong's mouth twitched slightly, but his heart was full of Qi Qiran, which father didn't expect his son to become a dragon.

"Ning Yuan has a pure and filial temperament, is knowledgeable and wise, and is currently the Minister of the Ministry of War. If you give him time, he will have a bright future!"

"No need! The Ning family can't have a second Marquis of Yin. Yuan'er married Princess Xiangcheng and inherited the Marquis of Pingyuan. He is already blessed. The Ning family can't be greedy, not to mention... there is Bai'er!"

"As the eldest son of Ning, his responsibility is not to go to the officialdom to fight for profit, but to protect his relatives. His wisdom is not enough to shock the world, so naturally he can't get involved in royal affairs!"

"Yuan Er's sacrifice is unavoidable. Bai Er's mistakes can be corrected, but he can't. He represents the Ning family!"

Ning Rong seemed to know what Zheng Hun was going to say, and said his plan in one breath.

"I heard that Yuan'er learned etiquette from you, old man, some time ago, and some plan to let him go to the etiquette department to be a servant!"

"The servant of the Ministry of Rites..."

Zheng Hun shook his head and didn't say anything in the end. Although they were all servants, the Ministry of Rites was the Qingshui Yamen to the Six Departments. It seemed to have a heavy responsibility, but it was actually a senior care department, not to mention that he was still the Minister of the Ministry of Rites.

"Your decision is never wrong!"

Zheng Hun knew that Ning Rong might not be as good as himself in terms of profound knowledge, but in terms of unique vision, he would naturally not be able to catch up with Ning Rong.

"Old man, please try it. This is a specially brewed wine. It relaxes the muscles and activates the blood. It is very good for health!"

Ningrong wine was poured into the luminous glass, and he raised his glass to invite.

"Come!"

Zheng Hun never refuses anyone who comes, so he naturally did not drink less of the Ning family's wine, but as he got older, he didn't dare to touch those strong wines before, but now he has a soft spot for all kinds of fruit wine .

"Hey! The old man is in good health. After a few years, the monkey wine in the mountains will be brewed. I must have a good talk with my husband!"

Ning Rong and Zheng Hun laughed and talked about the rumors, people like them, some words and some things are just right.

……

"Hey! Have you heard? The Emperor Liu Bei of the Han Dynasty is in the 36 countries of the Western Region Alliance and is approaching Yumen Pass!"

"Hey! That shitty Uncle Han Huang is just a big-eared thief who weaves mats and sells shoes, and he is expected to break into Yumen Pass!"

"Hey! You don't know this. Thinking about Nian, this is also the emperor of the Shu Kingdom. If it weren't for the hundreds of thousands of troops from our Great Wei Dynasty, how could we destroy him so easily? I heard that this time he formed a coalition army of 30, which is not true. It can restore the Han Dynasty!"

"Shit!"

The rough man was full of disdain when he heard it, and continued to speak foul words.

"Just that big-eared thief who wants to restore the Han Dynasty? He thinks he is Emperor Guangwu? Or the Holy One! If this was possible ten years ago, it would be possible for him to dream ten years later!"

"Okay! Why are you still swearing at others? Someone is talking about facts!"

"Get out! You melon skin doesn't understand, so don't talk about it. Now that we have a million lions in Wei Wei, what can we do with a mere 30 miscellaneous troops!" "Besides, it doesn't count." Those government soldiers, the standing army of the Sixteenth Guards of Nanya alone has 40. Except for the left and right guards in charge of guarding the city gates, and the left and right Jinwu Guards in charge of guarding the city gates, the remaining 40 guards are all a hundred thousand.

Elite soldiers of war! ""I really thought that the Privy Council of Nanya was a vegetarian. You people don't know the Privy Council ten years ago. Now it's a peaceful age, and the Privy Council naturally doesn't show its mountains and dews. But look at the princes in Chang'an who dare to go to the Privy Council to spoil !that's all

The prestige gained back then! "

The rough man spoke loudly, spit out lotus flowers and danced with his hands.

"Brother, how do you know so clearly? Could it be that you have a relationship with the Privy Council?"

Hearing the man bragging so much, the man couldn't help being interested.

"Hey! The third kid from the old Wang's family next door graduated from Ningrong College. He passed the seventh place in the graduation exam that year. Do you know what seventh place means? Heh heh... just made an exception and was recruited into the Privy Council!"

"Amazing!"

"Dude, you are so knowledgeable!"

Hearing the continuous compliments all around, the rough man was a little bit flustered. "Hey! You are not from Xudu, so of course you don't know the details. This is just the Nanya Forbidden Army. If we say that the most terrifying thing in our Great Wei Dynasty is the Beiya Forbidden Army, it is the Emperor's pro-army. The number of each army is customized. Joining the Beiya pro-army is like crossing the river