The Return of the Demon

The next day, early in the morning.

Ning Chen got up, washed up and prepared to go to General Chen's mansion.

He didn't eat breakfast in the mansion now, worried that Chang Ruyue and her son would poison him.

He usually bought breakfast on the way, and he could eat a lot with just a few coins.

Sometimes he would go to the general's mansion to eat on time.

As a result, when he went out, he ran into Ning Gan.

Ning Gan was wearing a brand new official uniform and looked very energetic.

Today was the day Ning Gan started work.

Last night, because of Ning Chen, the three brothers were scolded by their father.

So, Ning Gan didn't look very happy when he saw Ning Chen.

"Ning Chen, you go out early and come back late this day, what are you doing sneakily?"

"I warn you, our Ning family is not a small family, you must not do anything to implicate our Ning family."

Ning Chen's mouth corners slightly raised, smiling brightly, "Don't worry, how could I do anything to harm the Ning family? I go out early and come back late, just secretly digging your family's ancestral grave."

Ning Gan's expression froze, his face looked ugly.

Just then, Ning Ziming came out and heard what Ning Chen said, and was so angry that smoke came out of his head.

"Asshole, you rebellious son... Isn't the Ning family your home?"

Ning Chen sneered, "Is it my home? Then you should give me the house deed."

"You...rebellious son, I think you are still epileptic and talking nonsense early in the morning."

"Today is the day your eldest brother joins the company, can't you say a few auspicious words?"

Ning Chen snorted coldly and turned away directly.

It's really unlucky, do you think I want to see you early in the morning? Ning Chen complained in his heart.

And said a few auspicious words, then I wish you a career full of pitfalls and obstacles.

"Asshole, asshole..."

Ning Ziming was so angry that he jumped up and down.

Ning Gan stared at Ning Chen's back with cold eyes. He didn't understand why his father could tolerate Ning Chen's bad attitude?

Ning Chen didn't bother to care what they thought?

On the way, he had breakfast and then came to the general's mansion to start a day of training.

He trained until noon.

Ning Chen was about to find General Chen to eat, but Qi Yuanzhong told him that someone wanted to see him at the door.

Ning Chen came to the door with a puzzled look on his face.

In front of the general's mansion, there was a luxurious carriage.

The coachman was a sturdy middle-aged man.

When Ning Chen was wondering, the curtains on the carriage were opened, revealing a noble face.

"Lan Xing, get up!"

Ning Chen was stunned. He didn't expect it to be Xuan Hong, the little prince.

"Master Xuan, do you have something to talk to me about?"

The prince smiled and said, "Do you have time now? I'll treat you to a meal."

Ning Chen hesitated for a moment, "I still have to train in the afternoon, so let's forget about the meal."

"It's okay, it's just a simple meal, it won't delay your work."

"Okay then!"

Ning Chen jumped on the carriage and entered the carriage.

"Let's go to Tianfulou!"

Ning Chen's eyes lit up. The roast duck at Tianfulou is a specialty in Beijing, but unfortunately he has never eaten it before.

Ning Chen asked with a smile: "Mr. Xuan, what do you want from me?"

The prince asked with a smile: "Why do you ask? As a friend, can't I just treat you to a meal?"

Ning Chen was suspicious, "Nothing?"

"Just a simple meal!"

Ning Chen shrugged, "Okay, I thought you wanted to ask me for a poem?"

"What if I really asked you for a poem?"

"See, I knew you wanted to ask me for something... Tell me, what kind of poem do you want? Since you're treating me to a meal, I'll give you a discount."

The prince smiled and said: "You still want money?"

Ning Chen looked at him like an idiot, "Brother, even brothers have to settle accounts clearly, friends are friends, business is business... I hate people who get things for free the most."

Of course, except for myself... Ning Chen added in his heart.

The prince asked curiously, "Are you short of money?"

"Nonsense, who isn't short of money?" Ning Chen took out a few coins, "Look, this is all my belongings."

"You deposited 500 taels of silver with my father, don't think I don't know."

Ning Chen rolled his eyes and said, "Brother, is 500 taels a lot? All my family members are dead, and now I'm the only one left... I have to buy a house, right? Houses in the capital are too expensive, and 500 taels can only buy nearby ones."

"Also, I have to get married and have children in the future, right? I have to prepare the betrothal gifts in advance? For someone like me, who has no money, which girl would be willing to marry me?"

"You need money everywhere, and my 500 taels are not enough."

The corners of the prince's mouth twitched slightly.

All my family members are dead?

It seems that Ning Chen is not living well in the Ning family, otherwise he would not say such words.

The prince said with a smile, "With your talent, as long as you stand up and admit that you are Lan Xing... I don't know how many ladies from noble families will be vying to marry you."

"Don't... People are afraid of being famous just as pigs are afraid of being fat. A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind... I just want to make money, not be famous."

Good fellow, if that bastard Ning Ziming knew that a poem of mine could sell for a lot of money, he would never let me leave the Ning Mansion without squeezing me dry.

Even if I want to be famous, I have to wait until I move out.

Ning Chen suddenly stared at the folding fan in the prince's hand and burst out laughing.

The prince didn't understand, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at how interesting you famous children are. You're still holding a fan in this cold weather... There's a season for being pretentious, right?"

The prince was stunned, looked down at the fan in his hand, and shook his head and laughed.

"What you said makes sense. Then this fan...is given to you!"

"ah?"

Ning Chen caught the fan thrown by the opponent and was a little confused.

But he quickly reacted, and while putting the fan in his arms, he said, "Why is this so embarrassing?"

The jade pendant on this fan is warm and transparent. It looks like a good piece of jade at first glance. It is worth a lot of money. It must be worth a lot of money.

Ning Chen thanked him repeatedly, but quietly looked away... Maybe he was dazzled just now, because he noticed a few words appeared on Xuan Hong's forehead... Silly son of a landlord.

While talking, we came to Tianfu Tower.

Ning Chen thought he would eat in the lobby, but he didn't expect that Xuan Hong had already reserved a private room.

The two came to the box, sat down, and waited for the food to be served.

Soon, the guys filed in and the table was filled with delicious food.

Among them was the roast duck that Ning Chen was obsessed with.

Ning Chen swallowed and looked at Xuan Hong, "Mr. Xuan, can we use the chopsticks now?"

He had been training all morning and was so hungry that his chest was touching his back.

The prince smiled and said: "It's just you and me today, don't be formal, please!"

"Then I won't be polite!"

Ning Chen reached out and tore off a duck leg and began to feast on it.

"It would be even more perfect if we add a pancake and roll it with condiments, cucumber shreds, scallion shreds, etc."

The prince smiled and said: "I didn't expect you also have research on eating?"

"No, no... I'm just greedy."

As soon as Ning Chen finished speaking, there was a clang, and the door was pushed open, and a young woman of seventeen or eighteen years old, with messy clothes and tears on her face, ran in.

Because Ning Chen was sitting close to the door, the woman cried and asked Ning Chen for help, "Sir, save me, save me..."