White Moonlight's Counterattack [Quick Transmigration]

The winter in the capital is very cold. In one night, heavy snow covered the road several layers, and icicles were formed under the eaves. Some lucky cats are already in winter, and some vendors are still working from dawn to dusk, guarding the imperial city. The army also began to take turns to take vacations due to the cold winter, but Zhan Wenchu, as the commander of the imperial guards, and this was the first year of the new emperor's accession to the throne, naturally he could not relax and had to come to his post for inspections from time to time.

It was Han Ning, who hadn't seen Zhan Wenchu ​​for several days, looked at the heavy snow falling outside, sighed helplessly, and said to bring all the things he had prepared. He planned to visit a class and call for help.

When Han Ning came, Zhan Wenchu ​​was interrogating the remnants of the former emperor who had just been caught. He knew that a few days ago there were a few places on the outskirts of Beijing that were not alive. A dozen or so people died, but they didn't know that these were the remnants of the former emperor. It was because of these people, Zhan Wenchu, who could have relaxed a little, had to go out early and return late all day.

Han Ning asked people to arrange the things they had brought, and entered the interrogation room by himself. The guard standing at the door knew him, but seeing that he was young and innocent, he couldn't help but said: Bloody, the little prince is still waiting in the front hall, I will go in and make an announcement."

Han Ning waved his hand: "I haven't seen what the interrogation room looks like, I just went to see it today."

Seeing that the young prince would not listen, the guards at the gate were afraid that he would be frightened by some bloody scenes when he went in, so they hurriedly followed behind.

Han Ning walked briskly, turned a few stone gates, and heard heart-piercing screams from inside. The guard who followed Han Ning paused, subconsciously looked up, but unfortunately only saw the cheerful footsteps. back view.

As soon as Han Ning entered the interrogation room, he saw Zhan Wenchu ​​sitting on the top with an expressionless face, and his eyes lit up: "Daddy!"

Zhan Wenchu ​​turned his head subconsciously, saw Han Ning trotting towards him, stood up quickly to block the bloody scene, frowned and said, "Why are you here?"

Han Ning pulled Zhan Wenchu ​​away, and looked inside curiously: "I brought hot pot for everyone to eat, and they are eating outside, when will Daddy finish his work?"

Zhan Wenchu ​​took Han Ning's hand and wanted to take him out: "Then go, there are other people here is enough."

Han Ning grinned and leaned in: "Let me see, I haven't seen it yet." As he spoke, he walked in without fear at all, bypassing Zhan Wenchu, and saw a man covered in blood tied up in the On the pillar, there were two people on the side, one with a whip and the other with salt water. They probably stopped their hands when they saw him coming, while the man who was tied up and kept howling was gasping for breath.

Han Ning clicked his tongue twice: "It's so miserable."

When Zhan Wen first saw that he was not afraid, he did not force him to go out. In his opinion, even if his son did not succeed him in fighting the enemy on the battlefield, he was by no means a useless person whose legs would weaken when he saw blood.

Han Ning said: "These fires a few days ago were caused by these people?"

Zhan Wenchu ​​nodded: "At present, only some of them have been caught, and some are still at large."

Han Ning frowned: "But the abolished emperor is already dead, so what's the point of them still being so determined to make trouble."

Zhan Wenchu ​​said: "One of the emperor's princes was smuggled out of the palace earlier during the chaos."

Han Ning slightly widened his eyes: "So you are busy looking for that little prince?"

Zhan Wenchu ​​nodded and patted his head: "Okay, Qiqi has seen it, let's go out."

Han Ning pulled Zhan Wenchu's hand down. This person is good at everything, but it's not good to always like to touch his head, and he won't change after repeated admonitions.

"Then what did you ask?"

The official recorder who was standing next to Zhan Wenchu ​​just now said: "These people are warriors trained by the concubine Xian. I'm afraid it's not easy to find out."

Han Ning glanced at the interrogation room which didn't have many torture tools, and said: "Your interrogation methods are not cruel enough, Dad, you wait, I will go back and write him a hundred and eighty tortures for you, and then you will try them one by one. If you still can’t figure out this, then you’re really a man, and you’ll be rewarded with a whole body.”

Zhan Wenchu ​​didn't take this matter to heart at the beginning, thinking that Aning's business might be due to his blood talent, but torture is not something that can be imagined at random, but when he saw the torture methods, even half-life soldiers He couldn't help but feel a little trembling, burning, water drops, copper bull, grooming, etc. If it wasn't his son, he really wanted to pry open that little head to see what was inside.

After visiting the torture room, which was nothing new, Han Ning dragged Zhan Wenchu ​​out of the torture room. The hot pot outside had already been set up, and many people who came back to rest in turn had already started eating with their bowls.

There are hot pots in this world, but because of the scarcity of seasonings, at least until Han Ning tossed it out, the peppers here were not spicy, and the hot pot made was nothing more than boiling vegetables and sliced ​​meat in boiling soup. When it is cooked, eat it warm. How can the hot pot made by Han Ning be authentic, and there are many tricks.

Plates of thin slices of meat, among which mutton, rabbit, and roe deer are the most, and almost everyone can eat a few slices of beef. This means that farming cattle are very important in this era, and every cow is registered, and it must not be slaughtered casually. The cow that Han Ning got was a calf that was killed by a wild boar running down the mountain two days ago, and it happened to be brought here today to reward his hard-working father.

Han Ning used to toss this hot pot as soon as winter entered the border town, and Zhan Wenchu ​​also ate a lot of it, which is nothing new, but these newly promoted imperial guards in Beijing have never eaten this kind of spicy pot, all of them are spicy. The nose was bubbling, but the more they ate, the more delicious they became, and they couldn’t help but start to take off their clothes. They were so hot from eating, and there were meat and vegetables. It’s not like they haven’t eaten hot pot before, but they never knew what it was. I can still eat like this.

About seven or eight of the other people share the same pot, and Zhan Wenchu ​​and Han Ning share the same pot. Even if they are willing to share the same pot with others, others may not dare.Looking at his son who was eating with a small red mouth, Zhan Wenchu ​​picked up a clean handkerchief and wiped his mouth: "It's winter, don't run around in the future, it's windy and snowy outside, it's easy to catch cold."

Han Ning rubbed against Zhan Wenchu's body: "But I haven't seen Daddy for at least five days, doesn't Daddy miss me?"

Although Zhan Wenchu ​​would usually reply after Han Ning asked this question, but it was in private, and in front of so many people, he couldn't say such words, so he could only say: "Today I will go to the hospital early. Go back and have dinner with you."

Han Ning immediately pushed forward: "Then can I sleep with Daddy today?"

Zhan Wenchu ​​subconsciously wanted to refuse. He used to be young, and it was okay to sleep together at night. Now that his son has grown up, some situations would be embarrassing. I, maybe it won't be long before there will be a Zhan Wangfei, and I will change from a favored little prince to a poor little cabbage."

Zhan Wenchu ​​laughed and said, "Why is Xiaobaicai so pitiful?"

Han Ning leaned into Zhan Wenchu's ear, and sang in a low voice: "Little cabbage, Dilihuang, three or two years old, I lost my mother, and it's better to follow my father. I'm afraid that my father will marry a stepmother. After marrying a stepmother, three A year and a half ago, I had a younger brother who was better than me, my younger brother ate noodles, I drank soup, and when I picked up the bowl, I burst into tears!"

Zhan Wenchu ​​couldn't help pinching the soft flesh between his cheeks: "Where did you learn this from?"

Han Ning blinked: "I want to sleep with Daddy tonight."

Zhan Wenchu ​​really had no choice but to agree with him due to a headache. Han Ning was instantly revived with full blood, and all kinds of meat and vegetables were served, and he was almost fed to his mouth. When others saw it, they couldn't help but sigh. The prince's affection is really good. If they also have such a caring son, they don't have to pamper him like this.

Han Ning didn't expect that he just visited a class once and delivered a hot pot, and this hot pot became popular in the capital, but they didn't have chili peppers in hand, so they couldn't make Han Ning's secret hot pot base, no matter how they got the taste No, after this news got to Han Ning's ears, the restaurant that Han Ning had prepared earlier happened to open for business. The steaming mist covered the entire restaurant, and it looked warm in this winter. Many people came here admiringly, and the seats in the private rooms were all reserved for the new year.

Hanning Xiaocai's name is also getting more and more famous. No one has tried this hot pot, but he can make a unique taste and make a restaurant with full seats and a booming business. Only this little God of Wealth can do it. Even Emperor Yong wrote an inscription himself, the world's first pot, and now more people flocked here.

As the name of the Little God of Wealth gradually expanded, without Han Ning's knowledge, his title of Little God of War in the Imperial Guard was also called up. The reason was the interrogation methods written, and even veteran interrogators Everyone saw that the apex of the heart trembled, this method of torturing the body and torturing the spirit is really wonderful, so wonderful that I can't wait to try it on those dead men immediately.

As a result, the warning that anyone in Beijing must not provoke the little prince spread more and more widely.

Han Ning is really capable of tossing around. He created a ten-mile peach forest, which attracted the aspirations of scholars all over the world. He also created a hot pot restaurant, which is full of diners in this cold winter. Midas touch.Especially after hearing that after the beginning of spring, the roads in the capital city will start to be built with cement. They have long heard about the various border towns that never sleep, and they have long wanted to see how smooth the cement roads can be. Now they finally start to build the imperial capital. Almost everyone is looking forward to it, and there is a lot of talk, so it is inevitable that the founder of this cement will be mentioned.

For others, this is just going to a restaurant to listen to some fun, but for Duan Xinhou, hearing the name of that little prince everywhere is simply mental torture and physical torture, because being I was so angry that my internal injury was still not healed, and my chest always hurt from time to time.

Duan Xinhou felt that the little prince tormenting him must have been instructed by Zhan Wenchu, and that Zhan Wenchu ​​must still be thinking about 'Han Ning', otherwise why his only son was named Ning alone, this is the best proof.But Zhan Wenchu ​​is now considered a prince with real power, and it is easy to get rid of a duke with such a false title, but Zhan Wenchu ​​didn't do so, so obviously he doesn't know what he did to 'Han Ning' What happened in the past, now toss him so much, it must be jealousy.

Thinking of the dignified King Zhan being jealous of him, Duan Xin's aggrieved heart ached because of his anger, and it dissipated a little. So what about the King Zhan, the person he couldn't get, was still devoted to him until his death.

Probably because Zhan Wenchu ​​didn't know the inside story back then, and out of jealousy, he let his son torment him like this, but he didn't show up in person. The more Duan Xinhou thought about it, the more complacent he became, and the depression in his heart dissipated. , the whole person came alive again.

Han Ning listened to the report, and clicked his tongue in disgust. Even though he was old, he could really stand up to it.But it's good to be able to stand the toss, it's too boring if it's so easy to toss.

The plan for a year lies in spring, and the beginning of spring is very important to individuals and to the country, so there has been a spring banquet since ancient times, and this year is the first spring banquet of Emperor Yong's enthronement, so it is natural to want to organize it .

The custom of seeing a good son-in-law has also been maintained at the spring banquet. It is inconvenient for women and brothers to take them out, but this is not absolute. Some nobles will also attend with their parents, and those with sons at home , will choose the best one to take with him, this can be regarded as a blind date scene in disguise.

Han Ning is still young now, although it's not that no one is paying attention to him, he will be crowned in two years, and now he can get engaged, but he himself has his own ideas, Zhan Wenchu ​​knew that his son could not Accept blind marriage and dumb marriage, so for the olive branch thrown by others, it is not accepted at all.

Han Ning sat on the side with a smile and watched his father help him protect him from peach blossoms. From the corner of the eye, he saw Duan Xinhou not far away, and immediately smiled even more. He picked up his wine glass and walked towards Duan Xinhou.

Before approaching, Duan Xinhou saw Han Ning, and subconsciously wanted to avoid him, but Han Ning spoke before him: "My lord, long time no see."

Duan Xinhou could only stop, and returned the courtesy to Han Ning: "Little prince."

Han Ning handed him a glass of wine: "My Taolin Village, I would like to thank the Duke, if it weren't for the 6 taels of silver, I wouldn't be willing to spend this money on these ten miles of peach trees, but fortunately, Taolin's business It’s doing well, and it’s almost paying back.”

Duan Xin said with a thick-skinned smile, "It's the young prince's ability."

Han Ning seemed to think of something, and said again: "Speaking of which, it seems that my restaurant was also bought from the Duke. At that time, I also found a master to look at it. I originally planned to open a treasure building for gold, silver and jade. But the master said that the feng shui over there is not suitable for jewels, but suitable for fireworks, so he opened a restaurant, and I didn't expect it to be what the master said. Once the restaurant opened, it was very popular. Fortunately, there was no treasure building."

Duan Xinhou owns several shops in Treasure Pavilion, but because he lost everything a while ago, besides counterfeiting, the other sources of goods are also expensive. In addition, his shop has sold counterfeit products, so if he continues to sell them, he may not be able to sell them. I have business, so I selected a few shops in not-so-good locations and sold them off. I plan to mainly operate the cloth shop in the future.

He knew that the hot pot restaurant was opened by the young prince, so he had never been there, and he never asked himself who sold his shop to. Only now did he know that his shop was also bought by the young prince. Turned into a thriving shop, now, Duan Xinhou couldn't hold back his blood, looked at Han Ning and lost his mind and said, "My lord, don't be too bullying! "

Han Ning didn't expect Duan Xinhou to say such words in public, raised his eyebrows, turned around and ran towards Zhan Wenchu, and shouted: "Daddy! The Duke is bullying your son!"

Zhan Wenchu ​​was chatting with several veterans in the imperial court, his face turned cold when he heard this, and he quickly walked towards Han Ning: "What's wrong?"

Han Ning looked at Zhan Wenchu ​​with a full face of grievance: "I went to thank the Duke for transferring the Zhuangzi and the shop, but he said that I deceived people too much, how did I deceive others too much, what did I do, and he framed me like this!"

Zhan Wenchu ​​looked at Duan Xinhou with cold eyes: "Dare to ask the Duke, how can my son bully others so much?"

Duan Xinhou's heart skipped a beat with Shangzhan Wenchu's eyes, and his legs felt a little weak.

Han Ning still didn't think it was enough and fanned the flames from the sidelines: "You can't just turn the village into a ruined village in your hands, and a peach forest in my hands, it's my fault, right? It's my fault that I made money selling hot pot. I thank you kindly, but you say that I'm deceiving people too much. Could it be that if I bought your Zhuangzi and bought your storefront, I will lose everything like you? Isn't it too deceiving?"

Han Ning's voice wasn't too loud, but it wasn't too quiet either, enough to be heard by others, and many people were pointing there. They all knew that the duke's Treasure Pavilion had been faked and he had lost a lot of money, so he wanted to sell Zhuangzi. Turning around with the shop, I didn’t expect that it was the little prince who bought the Zhuangzi and the shop. Thinking of the current tragedy of the Duke’s mansion, and the two rich sites of the little prince, many people’s eyes on the Duke changed. Well, such two good places, the eyes are too lame to sell it, but it turns out that people are getting better, and they feel uncomfortable, so they speak rudely, and return to the Duke, not even a ten-year-old boy.

Duan Xinhou smiled stiffly and said: "I'm sorry, it was Duan who made a slip of the tongue for a while. Recently, there have been a lot of troubles at home, and Duan is upset for a while. Please forgive me."

Zhan Wenchu ​​said coldly: "This king's son is not someone who can be used by anyone to vent his anger. The Duke must remember to be cautious. If there is another time, don't blame this king for being rude!"

After all, turning around and walking away, even looking at it as unnecessary, Han Ning complained next to Zhan Wenchu: "Daddy, this person is so stingy, and he doesn't do well in his management, so he doesn't look good on others."

Zhan Wenchu ​​was obviously much gentler than before and said: "In the future, if you see this person, stay away."

Han Ning nodded again and again: "It is indeed farther away. I am in business, and I am most particular about luck. This person looks unlucky, so I can't be tainted by his bad luck."

The two hadn't gone far, these words fell into Duan Xinhou's ears verbatim, and others were still pointing at him in various ways, he is a dignified prince, why did he fall into such a situation, Duan Xinhou's generous heart Painful, yet helpless.

Han Ning, who was walking away, glanced back, looked at Duan Xinhou, who was pale and clenched his fists, and couldn't help but smile.