Dressed as a man with the eldest son

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Nan Ruo's eyes were fixed: "Where did you hear the news from?"

After finishing talking, I remembered that the land of King Yi was next to the grassland, so it must be that King Yi's mansion discovered something.

Sure enough, Xia Houchun whispered: "My father asked someone to send it. He has mixed hands in the market over the years, saying that since this spring, people have been quietly hoarding grain. If he hadn't been astute, he wouldn't have noticed."

Nan Ruo frowned.

The grassland has been in chaos since Dayan was founded, and the various tribes fought with each other. Until the late emperor, one of the tribes unified the tribes. The leader proclaimed himself the king of the grassland, and later called himself the king of the grassland. Six princes.

Since the two countries made peace, they have been living in peace. Now that there is an obvious trend of eternal peace, how could there be a sudden change.

"But something happened to the king?"

Counting the age of the king, he is almost seventy years old. He is more fertile than Emperor Yongzhao, and there are more than 20 princes. There is no such thing as a grandson in the grassland. We respect the strong, and the overlap of the throne will definitely be a big mess. .

Xia Houchun shook his head: "My father didn't say this, and I don't know. He just asked me to help intercede with His Majesty. He wants to move the palace to the south. He should tell the emperor about the details. Maybe in a few days." There will be news in the day.”

He said worriedly: "I told you that I was afraid that if there was a real fight, the Uncle Huang would send you there, so you should hurry up and find something to do so you won't be idle."

Nan Ruo smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Thinking too much, how can I fight, even if there is a fight, the Holy One will not send me."

There is a specialization in the art field, and it is fine to ask him to collect information and interrogate officials, but it is fine to go to the battlefield.

Xia Houchun heaved a sigh of relief.

However, Nan Ruo kept this incident in his heart, and planned to go back and find out what was going on.

It was already noon when he arrived at Zhenfusi, so he went directly to the interrogation room and asked someone to bring Huang Ning up.

After being locked in a small dark room for almost a day and a night, Huang Ning described himself as a mess. His whole body was stinky from sweat stains, and his clothes were wrinkled and stuck to his body.

"Don't bring it here, just sit there, yes, it's fine."

Nan Ruo waved across the table and asked to sit two meters away from him.

"Let's talk." He flipped over the pen and paper and aired.

Huang Ning obviously resisted passively and remained silent.

Nan Ruo was not angry either, and said, "How about I remind you?" He pulled out a few pages of paper that were pressed down, "In September 16, you asked your clansmen to repair the ancestral house in Jiangnan for you. In 3000, there are all kinds of gardens and flowing water inside. Although the house is not big, flowers, plants, water and stones are everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River, but the sum of the forests will cost 880 taels, and there are two sets of huanghuali furniture that you quietly asked someone to buy, totaling [-] taels , and that’s not counting the cost of shipping back.”

"Also, for the spring festival in March 17, I bought two sets of gem head face for a total of 1000 taels, and bought a summer resort in June worth 8000 taels..."

After reading it all the time, there are more than 10 taels recorded on the paper alone.

Nan Ruo put down the paper and clasped his hands on the table: "Speak."

How could a Hanlin editor with an ordinary background in farming and studying suddenly become rich, and the Yan Dynasty did not have lottery tickets.

Huang Ning didn't know whether it was the heat or something, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he argued: "The money for building the ancestral house was saved by me in the past ten years. There are some merchants in my family. After I won the election, they came to invest and got my protection every year. Since I will send the money, the other village will also be sent by others..."

Nan Ruo raised his eyebrows: "What kind of business does your clan do? Which chamber of commerce did you vote for? Have I ever heard of the name? If you think about it, Editor Huang also knows that he was born in a thousand merchants and knows a lot about business."

Huang Bianxiu's lips moved and he remained silent.

Nan Ruo was not in a hurry, and said with a smile, "Think slowly, I'm not in a hurry." He beckoned Jin Long to help him bring his lunch.

After a while, Jinlong took the lead, followed by four kitchen boys, each holding a tray, and filled the table to the brim.

Nan Ruo was served by the servants and washed his hands, came over to have a look, and said with a smile: "That's right, it's hot and you should eat cold noodles."

Four trays, the small ones are neatly stacked with boiled and cooled noodles, shining attractive oil, the other three slightly larger ones are filled with seasonal vegetables that have been blanched in boiling water. There are shredded vegetables and diced pickles, and the remaining one has seasonings. The kitchen knows that he likes hot and sour, so the sweet sauce is not on the list.

Nan Ruo took the bowl and chopsticks from Jinlong and quickly mixed a bowl for himself, picked up a chopstick, mixed red oil and chili with sesame seeds, and the aroma rushed out immediately.

Huang Ning pursed his dry lips.

The bowl is only as big as a palm, and Nan Ruo finished it in a short time. He was gentle and elegant, without making a sound. To put it bluntly, the food was not delicious. There is no way, he is no longer the otaku who sucked up a bowl of instant noodles in two mouthfuls in his previous life. The dining etiquette that Xiao Ruogu learned from the royal family prevented him from being presumptuous.

"Go, bring bowls over and eat here."

With an order, the four servants and the two school captains who guarded the gate all called in, and sat in a circle in front of Huang Ning to eat.

Suddenly, the sound of sucking noodles came and went, especially when Jinlong was half-sized and could eat it, it was delicious.

Nan Ruo saw that he ate two extra bowls, not to mention Huang Ning, who had been locked up for a day and a night without a drop of water, couldn't help swallowing.

After eating the noodles, Nan Ruo asked someone to bring iced milk tea, which was specially ordered to be served in glasses, and each of them faced Huang Ning and drank from the bottle.

Although Huang Ning was born in farming, he has never experienced hardships since he showed his talent for reading since he was a child. All the food at home is tight to him. How can he be hungry like now? He closes his eyes and doesn't look, but the voice is there I can't get it out of my ears, my mouth is drooling like crazy, I'm about to collapse, but I'm struggling with a glimmer of hope.

Nan Ruo didn't care about him, he was already reading a book leisurely, he was sitting by the window with the wind blowing from time to time, and there was an ice mirror next to him, Huang Ning couldn't do it anymore, he was so hot that he was sweating profusely.

"Feed him a glass of water, don't die of thirst and wrongly torture our Luan Yiwei Envoy."

Jin Long brought him a glass of water, which was still salt water.

Huang Ning kept silent and Nan Ruo spent time with him, the situation at noon at dinner time happened again, Huang Ning's eyes had already started to dim.

This time he wanted to consume Nan Ruo but didn't accompany him anymore, so he asked someone to take him back to the small black room, and continued on the second day, Huang Ning was still stubborn, but seeing that he was about to be unable to hold on, Nan Ruo drove him away on the third day In the early morning, people will be brought up at dawn.

"Did Editor Huang sleep well last night? Well, have you figured out what to say?"

Nan Ruo waved his servant away, and smiled gently at the haggard Huang Ning

Huang Bianxiu looked at him as if he saw a ghost. He drank only water for three consecutive days and made him almost collapse. He said with a trembling voice, "You are not human. You abused officials. I want to write a letter to Your Majesty..."

Nan Ruo was surprised: "Where did this come from? Editor Huang can't slander people casually. When did this thousand households ask someone to abuse you? This thousand households haven't even touched a hair of your hair. The emperor is not afraid of confronting this thousand households, you can call the imperial physician to have a test to see who is spitting blood."

"You..." Huang Ning's lips trembled with anger.

Without outsiders, Nan Ruo moved his shoulders in a leisurely manner, and said in a lazy tone: "If Huang Bianxiu expects the people behind you to redeem you, I am afraid that you are thinking too much. Knowing Your Majesty, your teacher, Rong Xiang, also sent someone to inform this thousand households on the same day that they will not show favoritism."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, full of arrogance, and his eyes were full of stubborn malice: "Even if the king of heaven comes, I can't save you!"

Huang Ning trembled: "Nonsense, if it's true, why didn't you say it earlier..."

Nan Ruo: "You didn't ask."

With an innocent look on your face that you don't ask me how to answer.

The string that Huang Ning had stretched for three days broke instantly.

Nan Ruo clasped his hands on the table, put his chin up to get close to Huang Ning, the sky was not yet fully lit, and the lights in the room were lit, and the dizzy yellow light cast a somewhat bewitching look on his face.

He said softly: "As long as you tell who the person behind you is, it will be considered a crime and meritorious service. I can intercede for you in front of the Holy One."

"I guess you are just a middleman. They don't want to get involved, so they drag you in to act as a liaison, don't you?"

Huang Ning licked his chapped lips, and after a while he said with difficulty: "Yes..."

Nan Ruo's voice became softer and softer: "Then who are these two ends? They asked you to be the middleman, because they were ready to abandon you if something happened. Now that you are in trouble, they are indifferent."

Anger flashed across Huang Ning's eyes.

Nan Ruo said unhurriedly: "I have already asked someone to protect your family, don't worry, there is no one who cannot be protected by Luan Yiwei."

Huang Ning said dejectedly, "I...I don't know..."

He is just a middleman, he only listens to instructions to do some things, and he doesn't know anything else.

"As long as there are traces to follow, even the clues can be deduced. Haven't you been curious or thought about it?" Nan Ruo encouraged.

Huang Ning hesitated.

Nan Ruo guided: "I'm afraid it's more than [-] yuan from your hands, and I'm afraid only the wealthy merchants in the south..."

Huang Ning seemed to understand something, and said, "I do have a guess, and I later found out that it was mentioned in the mansion newspaper."

Nan Ruo's gaze encouraged him to continue.

Huang Ning swallowed, and said, "I don't know who it is, I only guess that it has something to do with the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau..."

Nan Ruo's eyes lit up.

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