"Yes, it's the turtle route."
Prince Lao Min recognized it: "A turtle has a lifespan of a thousand years, otherwise it cannot live long."
The two drank another drink, and Prince Lao Min sighed: "I think back then, I was worse than pretending to be a turtle, ah, that one."
He said and pointed towards the south, meaning to point to the emperor.
"If I hadn't led an army once and had a pretty good record, I'm afraid my father would have chosen me back then."
Prince Lao Min sighed: "In the end, he was still afraid that I would ruin the family's wealth through military violence, so he forced me to let him go.
It was a bargain.
Speaking of which, I was still young and didn’t know how to act like a tortoise.”
"Isn't it good to be like this now?"
Ning Junwu disagreed, "Is it really comfortable to sit in that position?
Look at how much effort and detours the emperor has made in order to promote Concubine Chen Huang."
"Write an edict and let the prince know that if you sit on the throne and you can't protect the woman you want to protect openly, what's the point?"
Prince Lao Min was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Sometimes not protecting is the best way to protect.
You don't understand."
"What's so difficult to understand?"
Ning Junwu shook the wine pot.
It seemed to be almost empty.
He leaned over and picked up the small jar of wine, filled another pot and put it in a small earthen basin to warm.
While he was busy making hot wine, Ning Junwu continued: "Aren't you just afraid that if you spoil her, you will incur the jealousy of others?
Just leave her alone without anyone else."
"Look at how many serious masters there are in our house, and how many aunts and concubines there are, far more than the serious masters."
Seeing that Ning Junwu was a little excited as he spoke, Prince Lao Min quickly advised: "Come on, don't talk about it.
I know that you were instigated by those old people, and you always felt that your mother was harmed back then.
So I look down upon my aunts, but in fact they are just poor people."
"Why are you dragging me so far?"
Prince Lao Min impatiently stretched out his hand and shook the small wine pot immersed in hot water in a circle, so that it heated up faster, "What were you talking about?
By the way, regarding Princess An Ning, have you taken care of the backup plan I asked you to keep?"
"It's done."
Ning Junwu replied unambiguously: "When we made those two drawings, we made two sets, and the secret symbols in them are exactly the same.
Princess Anning's private seal is also with me now.
It’s a pity that her handwriting is so bad that it’s difficult to copy.”
Of course, the royal secret drawings are marked secretly.
Otherwise, would it be possible to find someone to just draw a picture, make a cross with a red pen, and write that this is a secret room?
The so-called secret notes are actually both overt and covert.
What is clear is that in certain places on the paper, there will be marks that can only be identified by specific people.
These marks may be certain lines, ink dots that appear to be dropped accidentally, or clerical errors that are difficult to detect.
Dark ones are marks that are invisible and require some means to be seen.
For example, roasting with fire, immersing in water, or applying special potion.
It is precisely because I know the secrets well that I do it appropriately.
When Song Aina took it out, the drawing itself was quickly recognized without arousing the slightest suspicion.
Private stamps can of course be used for a wider range of purposes.
As for the calligraphy of Princess An Ning, everyone who has tried it knows that the worse the calligraphy, the harder it is to imitate.
Just as beauties are all the same, and people are ugly in their own way, the same is true for this calligraphy.
Good calligraphy is nothing more than a few styles. , but each word has its own difference method.
It's like asking an adult to learn how a child writes and draws.
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He really can't write with that childishness.
"Hmm."
Prince Lao Min nodded perfunctorily to show that he heard it.
His mind was clearly still on the wine, and he didn't care that it was still warm.
He picked it up and filled it for himself and his grandson.
I've already drunk seven points of this drink, and I've passed the boring stage.
The aroma of the wine was mellow, and for a moment, both grandfather and grandson held the wine glasses and sipped, falling into a brief silence.
Prince Lao Min is still thinking about how to use Princess Anning's downfall to use up all the chips in his hands in exchange for more benefits.
Helping Ning Junwu deal with Princess Anning was not for the good-for-nothing Ning Twenty-eight, nor was it entirely to protect the reputation of the palace.
In fact, the reason was quite simple: Princess Anning was easy to deal with.
Of course, knead the persimmon until soft first.
To put it bluntly, Princess An Ning is a royal orphan.
Whether it was laying hidden clues around her or bribing servants to come and go freely, it was easy to get those prohibited items and dead soldiers in.
Even Princess Anning's reaction to this matter can be easily calculated.
Of course, if she could actually keep her composure and refrain from taking the initiative to kill Hei Boss, she would still have other plans, and in any case, Hei Boss would die in her hands.
After dealing with Princess An Ning who is easy to deal with, she can then use this as a matchmaker, and in the future, she can deal with other people who are difficult to deal with.
Princess An Ning's crime has been proven.
But this does not mean that she has no allies, nor does it mean that she is not instigated by others.
Prince Lao Min only felt the drunkenness coming up in waves.
He felt dizzy and comfortable, but it was difficult to concentrate on thinking.
Ning Junwu Ze suddenly thought of another person.
How pleasant it would be to sit and have a drink with her.
Next time you go to see her, be sure to bring a gourd of wine She knew that many of the things she did were done while holding her breath, and she would never make things easier for those who plotted against her.
It's late at night, has she slept?
She must look very good when sleeping.
Can she talk in her sleep?
Can she snore like a kitten?
Ning Junwu reached out and touched his face.
My face is hot and my hands are cold.
Is this the legendary lovesickness?
He suddenly felt resentful towards Tang Guanyi, "Ma Dan, why is Yixiao so haggard?
Why do you think you are so haggard for her?
Why do you know how to write poetry and dare to write it so well?"
Ning Junwu regretted it.
He should have beaten him more harshly last time.
At that time, he just wanted to be effective.
Now he feels that Tang Guanyi really deserves a beating.
Well, there is also the rumor that the Sixth Prince once revealed his intention to take her as his concubine.
What does it mean?
If he says that again, should we break up with him?
His thoughts were like spider threads, one on the left and one on the right, sticking to the woman's body, thinking about all kinds of problems for her.
I wished I could wind up into a big cocoon, wrap her up, put her next to me, and never miss her again. distress.
The grandfather and grandson had a casual conversation intermittently until midnight.
When Ning Junwu opened the study door and came out, a gust of cold wind blew by, and he couldn't help but wrap his cloak tightly around him.
Since a certain day, wearing a big cloak has become Ning Erliu's habit.
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Clear sky without moon.
When she gets up and goes out tomorrow morning, will she feel the same cold as she does now?
Ning Junwu decided to find all the smooth and smooth leopard skins he had saved
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