Ning Wen is not sure whether the forged edict will be beheaded. The old man in the family should understand that he would never play such a head-losing game in peaceful times. Unfortunately, this edict is completely impossible to be a cultural relic. Ning Wen respectfully gave the edict to the old man, and tried hard to shrink his facial muscles, showing a smile on his face, and said:

"Haha, Huailiang is so outstanding, I believe Brother Huaimo is even more capable. Uncle Cheng and Hu have no dog son!"

The old man laughed, picked up the wine and drank it, smashed his lips and pointed at Huaimo and said:

"Of course, as for this little bastard, I didn't say anything. The boy from the Ning family said the same thing, just use whatever he should do. As long as you don't kill him, everything will be done!"

Khan, Ning Wen could only use drinking to ignore the old man's words. However, Huai Mo was not surprised by honor and disgrace. He picked up the wine bowl, glanced at him, toasted Ning Wen respectfully, and said:

"Brother Ning, I have been in chaos for more than 20 years. I hope my brother will take care of him!"

A trace of helplessness flashed in Huaimo's eyes. It was probably because his old man forced him to the artillery camp. Ning Wen sighed in his heart that he had a good life and had not been reborn in the Cheng family, otherwise he would not be able to live.

"Haha, brother, they are all their own brothers, and they are close to each other. Come, Brother Guangcheng, drink!"

Huailiang stood up and helped his elder brother smooth things over.

After drinking a lot of wine, Mr. Cheng was in a good mood. He didn't keep drinking, and finally he stayed awake. It was very difficult, Ning Wen sighed in his heart.

"Ning family boy, where are those Martyrs from? Uh!"

Mr. Cheng asked while burping.

"Cui Yuqing introduced it, why? Uncle thinks there is something wrong?"

Ning Wen took a sip of wine, and Huai Mo and Huai Liang were a little overwhelmed and sat aside. Huai Liang should be thinking about Princess Qinghe. As for Huai Mo, he probably thought about the tragic life in the artillery camp in the future.

"It's not appropriate. If you are not a person of my race, your heart will be different. The Ning boy must be careful and be careful. You are not afraid of doing business alone. The Cui boy has always been safe in his work, so there is no need to worry!"

The old man took a sip of wine, picked up a piece of fat meat, and started chewing it.

Without outsiders, Ning Wen told Mr. Cheng in detail about the matter of the Martyr and specially told the old man to keep it confidential, and His Majesty did not want others to know.

"Oh, so that's it, no wonder, the people of the Marine have always had no relationship with me, the Tang Dynasty. They are so enthusiastic now, two thousand horses, haha, I really want to give up."

Mr. Cheng put down his chopsticks, picked up the wine bowl, wanted to drink, but stopped, stared at Ning Wen and said:

"I'm afraid that the Ning family boy has to guard against any Tulu, I'm afraid that this person has other plans. The Tianwei cannon is a powerful weapon of our dynasty and must not be left to the hands of others!"

Ning Wen was about to speak, but the old man waved his hand, stood up, and paced back and forth in the hall, as if thinking about something.

Huai Mo and Huai Liang were also lying on the table now, and Ning Wen had to look at the old man, feeling a little dazzled.

"It's not appropriate, I'm afraid that those rows of soldiers will never return!"

The old man turned his face and said with some concern.

Ning Wen considered these things that he asked Master Zhou to spend a lot of effort to develop mortars at this time to beware of this incident.

"Uncle Cheng said very well. The boy was also worried about this. However, the boy thought that the man could not imitate the Tianwei Cannon, and the ammunition could not be made, so he agreed."

The cannon without ammunition is similar to scrap iron. Ning Wen was just worried about some unexpected situation, or a person with a high IQ invented the projectile, of course, the possibility is very small.

"Ning family boy, you know more than anyone else's Tianwei Cannon. I just remind you, you can do it. Anyway, you can't let those gangs of mars take advantage of it."

The old man also cared about Ning Wen and honestly toasted the old man. He was grateful from the bottom of his heart.

I took him in the Cheng family for almost two hours, but Ning Wen felt refreshed and was very refreshed when he followed the two wives on a horse.

It was a routine physical exercise at night, but it only took Xiaowen to sleep before he could perform it. This was a bit regretful for Ning Wen. Many of the prescribed movements could not be done. It was done well. Ning Wen gave himself seven points, removed the highest score of Yu'er and zero points for Erya.

"Mr. I still have a smell on my body!"

Yu'er was like she discovered something, and she was done, and she was still sniffing around Ning Wen.

Angry, this has been washed for a few days, and the woman's nose is more useful than the big men. Ning Wen patted Yu'er's head and grabbed a handful of it. She was afraid that Xiao Wen would wake up and whisper:

"Why don't we get up secretly and take a bath together?"

"It's necrotic, don't do it!"

"What are you afraid of? Erya Xiaowen is asleep!"

"Erya is pretending."

Yu'er stretched out her legs and kicked Erya gently on the butt. Erya giggled and laughed in the quilt. She probably was awakened by the violent collision between the two.

"Be careful of the kids in your stomach!"

Seeing that Erya was not asleep, Ning Wen reached out to pinch her. Erya was soft, but she still endured it.

"Don't, stop doing it. You guys, why don't you take a bath?"

Erya curled up into a ball, screaming in her mouth, but she didn't dare to speak loudly. Ning Wen was very excited.

The wonderful time of the evening is always the warmest moment for the family. Yu'er pillows Ning Wen's arm, while Erya is clamping Ning Wen's calves. Ning Wen doesn't move, just lying down like this, thinking about tomorrow's business. In the past two days, Zhou Xuan, three big-name men, have delayed their business. Tomorrow, they will take Carpenter Zhao to Zuiyue Tower. It's time to decorate and open it before October. When it comes to October, Ning Wen is happy, why is he still thinking about October? It has nothing to do with it.

Ning Wen was unsure of what Zuiyue Tower was going to be decorated, and he didn't know whether the decoration style of later generations was suitable for the Tang Dynasty. So he got up early in the morning to pull Sangou, Carpenter Zhao, Dayong and Lao Guo, and was about to go to Zuiyue Tower for on-site inspection. After leaving the house, Sangouzi was about to serve Ning Wen, but was pulled down by Ning Wen and whispered a few words. Sangou was startled and looked at Ning Wen with wide eyes, as if he thought Ning Wen was joking.

"I haven't gone yet, what are you waiting for? By the way, don't let the ladies know, remember!"

Ning Wen asked Sangouzi to go to Changle's mansion. The decoration style has not been decided. It feels that the princess has a higher appreciation level and is more suitable for the current era. So Ning Wen asked Sangou to inform him. Of course, he did not deliberately hide it from the two wives. Ning Wen just thought it was better to let it go.

"I finally waited for the county. I have been waiting for it for a long time. The county quickly went upstairs." Zuiyue Tower closed the door tightly, and Dayong knocked on the door. As soon as Manager Ke poked his head out, he saw Ning Wen coming. The haze on his face disappeared. In an instant, he felt better. He led Ning Wen to the second floor.

It can be seen that Manager Ke has cleaned carefully every day. Not only the first floor, but the second floor is also spotless and very bright everywhere. Although it has not been open for business, there is no sign of dilapidation at all.

Manager Ke personally arranged to make tea for Ning Wen and the others. Ning Wen took a sip. Although it was also Ning's tea, it was not the best one.

"Haha, there is no way. I can't buy the best tea. The county will take a look first."

Manager Ke’s eyes were very good, and he immediately saw Ning Wen’s thoughts.

"Well, Shopkeeper Ke, don't be busy. Lao Guo, Dayong, check the video storage materials of Zuiyue Tower first to see what is left. Haha, Lao Ke, don't be too careful, just take a look. Master Zhao, let's take a look first, let's talk about it later when the person arrives."

Ning Wen estimated that Changle would arrive in a while, so he ordered a few people to prepare some tedious matters first. He was also a little excited. There were so many people here, but I still didn't know if Changle would have any objections.

About half an hour later, a knock came from the door downstairs. Manager Ke was about to go downstairs to open the door. Ning Wen waved his hand and asked Manager Ke to continue to be busy. Changle is here, and Ning Wen has to greet him in person.

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Chapter completed!