In the late spring afternoon, the sun is warm and the spring breeze is blowing, which makes people feel comfortable.
Jiang Ningbao was walking towards the gate together with Dingguo Gong Xie Heng. She was in a very happy mood, her steps were light, her eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, like a blooming flower, exuding a charming fragrance.
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng, a cold and innocent man, no matter how determined his mind is, he repeatedly told himself that he agreed to marry the little girl out of responsibility, but when he thought that the little girl next to him would become his little wife one day, he couldn't help but feel dizzy. There was a strange ripple.
The two walked side by side, breathing harmoniously.
The man is handsome and tall, while the woman is petite and beautiful. The extremes of masculinity and coldness and softness and gentleness are vividly displayed in them.
The servants in the mansion peeked at the future mistress of the Duke's Mansion from a distance, all with joy and respect in their eyes, only the servant who was loyal to Xie Shizi felt complicated.
In fact, Miss Jiang Si is really nice, gentle and beautiful, with a unique temperament.
I don't know why the prince would withdraw his marriage.
Maybe the eldest lady of Anyuanhou's mansion is more attractive
"Master Guo, what do you like to do in your free time?" Jiang Ningbao asked softly with a smile on her lips, making inferences about the Duke's living habits and hobbies.
"Copying Buddhist scriptures?"
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng paused, hesitated for a while and replied, his voice was as cold and deep as ever.
Jiang Ningbao was stunned. He didn't expect Duke Ding to spend his spare time copying Buddhist scriptures. After thinking about it, Duke Ding not only suppressed evil spirits by using the consecrated Buddhist beads, but also chanting Buddhist scriptures or copying Buddhist scriptures also had the effect of calming the mind and stabilizing evil spirits.
Her eyes fell on the rosewood Buddha bead bracelet on Ding Guogong's wrist, and she unconsciously imagined Ding Guogong sitting upright on the desk with a handsome face as cold as a knife, full of evil spirits. The scene of copying Buddhist scriptures seriously and piously at the table.
Jiang Ningbao's mind swayed, and his heart jumped like he was hit by something.
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng keenly sensed the strangeness of the little girl, he stopped and stared sideways at her, his deep and cold voice carried a trace of concern.
"you're uncomfortable?"
Jiang Ningbao's pretty face flushed, she was thinking wildly in front of the Duke, and shook her head quickly.
"I'm fine, Lord Duke, can you give me a copy of the Buddhist scriptures you copied?" After speaking, Jiang Ningbao stared straight at Duke Ding with a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, eyes full of expectation.
Duke Dingguo Xie Heng's eyes flickered with hesitation. The Buddhist scriptures he usually copied were all stained with evil spirits, but when he thought that the little girl was not affected by evil spirits, he nodded, "Okay."
When the words fell, the black-clothed guards he recruited to follow gave an order, and the black-clothed guards left quietly. After less than a cup of tea, the black-clothed guards came back and brought a copy of the "Dingguo Gong" written by Duke Ding himself. Diamond Sutra".
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng saw this "Diamond Sutra", which turned out to be a Buddhist scripture he had copied five years ago. He was slightly taken aback, and then handed it to the little girl next to him.
"The Buddhist scriptures you want."
Jiang Ningbao raised the corner of his mouth, took the Buddhist scriptures from him, opened them expectantly, and was dumbfounded.
The words on the Buddhist scriptures are strong and powerful, piercing through the back of the paper, sharp and sharp, revealing an indomitable momentum and soaring evil spirit.
Words are like people.
Dingguogong's hand is vigorous and powerful, and Jiang Ningbao is amazed by his character.
But this is a Buddhist scripture, copying the Buddhist scriptures into such a vicious atmosphere, I am afraid that there is no one except Ding Guogong.
Jiang Ningbao sighed silently in her heart.
If it was someone else, they would definitely be misunderstood and blasphemed the Buddha, but Ding Guogong was an exception. It was not his original intention that the copied Buddhist scriptures be stained with evil spirits.
Maybe copying Buddhist scriptures can really dissolve his evil spirit.
The Buddha is merciful and saves all living beings.
Seeing the little girl open the Buddhist scriptures on the spot, Ding Guogong, who has always been as stable as Mount Tai, couldn't help but fix his eyes on her beautiful side face, and there was a trace of tension in his heart.
This is unprecedented.
Duke Ding was shocked.
Jiang Ningbao closed the "Diamond Sutra" as if nothing had happened, and decided to store the Buddhist scripture in a box after going back. She smiled at Duke Ding: "The Buddhist scripture is very good, I like it very much."
Duke Ding Xie Heng has recovered his composure, as if the tension just now was an illusion, he said softly, "Mmm."
"I'm good at brewing wine. I've brewed a lot in the past few years. I'll give you a few altars tomorrow. I can't refuse." Jiang Ningbao looked at Duke Ding with a smile, raised the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, and said in a brisk tone.
"it is good."
Duke Ding Xie Heng hesitated and nodded.
Jiang Ningbao was very happy, she deliberately played a little tricky, starting with delivering wine, moistening things silently invaded his life, so that Duke Ding could get used to her existence a little bit.
"Grandpa, will the notebooks you usually write be stained with evil spirits?" Jiang Ningbao asked curiously.
"No, Buddhist scriptures are an exception."
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng paused and said in a low voice.
When copying Buddhist scriptures, he would not suppress the evil spirit on his body, so the words of the Buddhist scriptures were full of evil spirits. The "Diamond Sutra" given to the little girl was copied by him five years ago, and the evil spirit dissipated a lot.
But others still can't read it up close.
Especially women are easily attacked by the evil spirit between the lines in the Buddhist scriptures.
"So that's it, my lord, what else do you usually do besides copying Buddhist scriptures?" Jiang Ningbao put the Buddhist scriptures into his cuffs, and continued to inquire about his living habits with great interest.
"Practice martial arts."
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng walked forward steadily, and replied quietly.
Jiang Ningbao's eyes lit up: "Can you develop internal strength?" At the end of the world, what she practiced without supernatural powers was the ancient martial arts announced by major bases.
It's a pity that after the birth in this life, her parents dote on her, and there are a dozen or so maidservants around her. They can't practice martial arts secretly, so they can only brew medicinal wine to polish their foundation. Don't look at her weak and weak appearance, she will be gone when the wind blows. In fact, she could knock down seven or eight strong men with her bare hands.
If it hadn't been for her itchy hands when she was seven years old, she threw a whip and rolled down a big tree, scaring her parents, and her mother, Yang, would not have stared at her to learn the etiquette of a lady.
Jiang Ningbao sighed in his heart.
"Excellent qualifications are fine."
Duke Ding replied quietly.
Jiang Ningbao secretly thought that the generals of the Dayue Dynasty would practice martial arts. Listening to the words of the Duke, not everyone can cultivate internal strength. This is the same as the ancient martial arts she knows. After pondering for a moment, Jiang Ningbao tentatively asked: "Master Guo , do you think it is good for women to practice martial arts?"
In ancient times, most men hoped that their first wife would be chaste and virtuous, and their concubines would be gentle and considerate.
But there are also many tiger girls.
In fact, Jiang Ningbao does not want to be a well-behaved lady raised in a deep boudoir. She prefers fresh clothes and angry horses, and lives as she pleases, but her mother, Yang, who comes from a scholarly family, wants her to be a gentle and virtuous lady. After getting married, she will be the wife of the eldest son praised by everyone.
Duke Ding stopped in his footsteps, quietly watching her delicate face.
"Do you want to practice martial arts?"
A flash of surprise flashed in Jiang Ningbao's eyes. Unexpectedly, Ding Guogong thought she wanted to practice martial arts, so she immediately hit the snake on the stick, and her pink lips curled up slightly.
"is it okay?"
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng's gaze stayed on her charming face for a moment, remembering the little girl said about the little prince in Ruiwang's residence blocking people in the street, he nodded: "Yes."
The little girl was born with a good appearance, and she has the ability to protect herself in case of danger.
"My lord, please give me more advice in the future."
Jiang Ningbao smiled slyly, she was really smart, and created another good opportunity for herself to cultivate her relationship.
Duke Ding Xie Heng nodded.
"Grandpa, I have had the ability since I was a child. The wine brewed with ordinary wine making recipes has amazing effects. You must remember to keep this secret for me." Jiang Ningbao lowered her voice and spoke softly.
Today I sent a jar of medicinal wine to Mrs. Xie, Jiang Ningbao is ready to expose.
"it is good."
Duke Dingguo Xie Heng's pupils shrank, a trace of obvious emotion flashed through his eyes filled with evil spirits, and the cold and hard lines of his face softened unconsciously.
"I also brew the flower wine in the Jinjiang teahouse, but the flower wine has been added with water, and the effect is not amazing, and it cannot be compared with the sky-high price wine in Shangyun Winery."
Jiang Ningbao said with a smile.
"I know." Duke Ding Xie Heng said calmly.
Jiang Ningbao: "..."
The two continued to walk forward side by side, perhaps because of the evil spirit lingering on Duke Ding, all the servants shunned, and only Jiang Ningbao talked to Duke Ding with a smile like a flower.
The servants of Duke Dingguo looked at Jiang Ningbao with admiration.
No wonder the old lady said that Miss Jiang Si will be the future mistress of the Duke's Mansion, and only Miss Jiang Si can approach Duke Ding so easily.
So Miss Jiang Si is special.
Chunxi held a delicate box in his hand, followed far behind, not daring to get too close, as soon as he got close, he was like a drowning fish, suffocating and uncomfortable.
Housekeeper Zhao at the side glanced at Chunxi's pale face, and smiled: "If you feel unwell, we can stay a little further away, the Duke won't care."
Chunxi blushed in embarrassment.
"Thank you, Butler Zhao."
Butler Zhao deliberately slowed down, and moved a little further away from Duke Ding. Chunxi finally looked better.
No matter how long the road was, Jiang Ningbao looked at the gate that was close at hand, and sighed silently in his heart. When he got into the carriage, he would not be able to talk with Duke Ding at such a close distance.
Perhaps Jiang Ningbao's resentment was too great. When she and Dingguo Gong Xie Heng stepped out of the gate, Xie Shizi, who had gone to Anyuanhou's Mansion to propose a marriage, came back at this time.
Looking at the mighty guards not far away, especially the handsome man in the lead galloping on horseback, wearing a dark red brocade robe with silver thread weaving.
There is also a familiar carriage next to him.
Jiang Ningbao: "..."
What kind of fate is this, to bump into the former fiancé and heroine Yang Shuqing at the gate of Duke Dingguo's mansion.