On this day, Jiang Ningbao nestled in the courtyard and did not go to Duke Dingguo's mansion. The atmosphere in Changningbo's mansion was a bit sluggish. I heard that the uncle who was sent to Qingshui Temple yesterday has not woken up yet, and the eminent monk could not find the reason.
The backyard of the big house was gloomy and gloomy.
Jiang Ningbao sat on the low couch next to the window sill, glanced at the busy servants outside with her beautiful eyes, and happily ate the strawberries sent by the Duke, feeling better than the strawberries produced by her own village.
Chunle on the side was holding a purse for embroidery with needlework. Don't look at Chunle's fat body, her fingers are very nimble in threading the needles, and the embroidered patterns are beautiful and delicate.
Every time Jiang Ningbao watched it, she sighed, Chunle's female celebrity is so good.
"Girl, rumors have spread secretly." Chunxi walked in with a smile on her face, and happily told the girl the good news.
Jiang Ningbao cleaned his hands in the copper basin next to him, and dried them with a plain handkerchief. Hearing Chunxi's words, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a sternness flashed between his brows.
"When the seed grows into a big tree, it's time to harvest the fruit."
"Girl, does this rumor really work? Uncle fell into a coma suddenly, what if he really can't wake up?" Chunxi was happy, but also worried.
Jiang Ningbao smiled slightly, and said firmly: "Unless there is no accident, uncle will wake up."
The heroine Yang Shuqing in the book took advantage of her uncle's coma to plan a big drama, and plotted to frame 'Jiang Ningbao' and her elder brother Jiang Jin. Jiang Ningbao secretly made a plan after learning the news from the book, and kept waiting for the opportunity.
First use a nightmare to tear Zhang Zhan into the water, and drive a wedge between Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Zhang. In fact, the main purpose is that Jiang Ningbao wants to use this to spit out the benefits that uncle got from her divorce.
The fifth sister's marriage has been settled, and Jiang Ningbao has no habit of ruining people's reputation, but the uncle who stepped on her reputation has to get rid of the official position of Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Fifth Grade Industry.
An idle job is also from a fifth-rank official position.
The uncle was in a coma, and doctors with superb medical skills and eminent monks could not find out the cause.
This is an excellent opportunity.
Isn't it a good reason to be uncoordinated
Jiang Ningbao is not a soft persimmon, and she has been holding back at first, but just waiting for this day to come, Mrs. Jiang may not know that her granddaughter has already secretly planned everything today.
At this time, a rumor was quietly circulating in the capital that Uncle Chang Ning suddenly fell into a coma because he stepped on his niece's reputation to rise to the top, and if virtue was not worthy, the punishment would be sent down by God.
The rumors were slowly fermenting. After learning about it, Mrs. Jiang from the Changningbo Mansion wanted to suppress the rumors, but found that she couldn't suppress it. It seemed that someone was secretly promoting it. Mrs. Jiang was furious for a while, but there was nothing she could do.
Rumors continued to spread.
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Yang Shuqing frowned when he heard the maid Qianrong talking about the rumors in the capital, a look of somberness flashed in his eyes. In his previous life, Uncle Chang Ning also suddenly fell into a coma at this time, but he woke up again later.
Did not attract attention.
It may be her intervention that caused things to change.
"Miss Jiang Si is a very lucky person." Yang Shuqing said meaningfully, and his eyes fell on Clinique, "Clinique, don't you think so?"
"Miss is right." Clinique hurriedly said respectfully, already understanding what Miss meant.
"Go down, remember to finish this matter." Yang Shuqing waved Clinique to leave, and when Clinique left, only Qianrong was left in the room. Yang Shuqing stared at her seriously, and suddenly asked without thinking.
"Qian Rong, did you find anyone?"
Qianrong's heart shivered, and she nodded quickly: "Miss, don't worry, the people sent by the servants have already found them, and they have made a confession with them."
"Very good." Yang Shuqing smiled with satisfaction.
"There is one more thing. Today, Second Madam Xie brought a charming woman to Duke Ding's mansion to look for Mr. Xie." Qian Rong hesitated for a moment, then talked about another matter.
Yang Shuqing narrowed her beautiful eyes, and said in a calm tone: "I see, you go down." There was no trace of joy or anger in the voice, and there was even a hint of indifference.
Qianrong exited respectfully.
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Early the next morning, Jiang Ningbao was dumbfounded when he received a basket of fresh melons and fruits from Xie Qi again.
"Xie Qi, didn't I tell you to tell the Duke of the State yesterday that you don't need to send any more?"
"Master ordered to continue delivering." Xie Qi was very innocent, and of course he had to follow the master's order. Miss Jiang Si really didn't like these melons and fruits.
Jiang Ningbao: "..."
She took a deep look at Xie Qi, the black-clothed bodyguard next to the Grand Duke, a wise man like the Grand Duke, would not understand what she meant, it must be because Xie Qi couldn't convey it clearly.
Xie Qi was terrified by Miss Jiang Si.
"Miss Jiang Si... this melon and fruit is the master's wish, so you can accept it."
"I will accept the melons and fruits this time, Xie Qi, you go back and tell the Duke, you really don't need to send melons and fruits in the future, I can't finish them all by myself, forget it, wait a minute, I will go back to the house and write a letter, You take it back and give it to the Duke, so that you don’t misinterpret it and cause the Duke to misunderstand.”
Jiang Ningbao thought about it, and decided to write a letter to make it clear.
Xie Qi: "..."
A big black pot fell from the sky.
He clearly said it very clearly, it was the master who would make a mistake, Xie Qi thought aggrievedly.
Chunxi and Chunle at the side caught a glimpse of Xie Qi's appearance and couldn't help secretly laughing.
"I almost forgot, Xie Qi, why did the Duke suddenly want to give me melons and fruits? Could it be that there are too many melons and fruits in the village?" Jiang Ningbao asked curiously.
Xie Qi's face froze.
Why did Fourth Miss Jiang suddenly ask about this matter? Xie Qi dared not tell Miss Jiang Fourth that Steward Zhao collected some market scripts and gave them to the Duke. Affect the image of the Duke of the country.
"What's going on?" Seeing Xie Qi's silence, Jiang Ningbao sensed that something was wrong, and immediately asked Chun Xi and Chun Le to leave, and couldn't help asking.
Seeing that there was no one around, Xie Qi had no choice but to bite the bullet and tell the reason why Miss Jiang Si was looking for the bottom line.
Jiang Ningbao: "..."
It turned out to be Steward Zhao's fault, so she just said, why a serious and serious person like the Duke of the State gave her something suddenly, so it turned out that he read the script.
Grandpa Guo can't be spoiled by these unscrupulous words.
Jiang Ningbao returned to the house in a hurry, and wrote a letter to the Duke of the country seriously. He deliberately spent some space on the dangers of the script, and finally drew a heart at the end, and then stuffed the letter into the envelope with satisfaction. At the same time, a small jar of medicinal wine was stuffed in the past.
Xie Qi anxiously took Miss Jiang Si's letter and medicinal wine back to Duke Dingguo's mansion.
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng was practicing martial arts in the yard wearing a black outfit, the whole yard was filled with a murderous atmosphere, and the black-clothed personal guards moved away one after another.
Xie Qi waited for his master to finish his martial arts practice before he stepped forward, and respectfully handed him a letter and a jar of medicinal wine.
"Master, here is a letter and medicinal wine from Miss Jiang Si."
When Dingguo Gong Xie Heng heard that the little girl wrote him a letter, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously, restraining the evil spirit on his body, the black clothes outlined the perfect and tall figure of Dingguo Gong, he took a step with his long legs, Walking steadily in front of Xie Qi, he took the letter and opened it.
After reading the letter, the aura around Dingguo Gong Xie Heng suddenly condensed, and he returned to the study with a blank face, and threw all the scriptures and picture books collected by Butler Zhao into the camphor wood box.
Especially the book "The Official Daughter and the Pretty Man".
The little girl was right, the storybooks in the market were all fake, when he thought that he was so stupid as to give the little girl melons and fruits according to the scriptures, Duke Ding pursed his thin lips, and his handsome face showed a hint of arrogance.
"Xie Qi, throw away these scriptures."
"Tell Steward Zhao, don't collect any more messy scripts in the future."
"From tomorrow onwards, there is no need to send melons and fruits to Miss Jiang Si."
Ding Guogong said in a cold tone.
Xie Qi handed the medicinal wine to the master, picked up the camphorwood box and left the main courtyard in cold sweat. On the way, he met Steward Zhao who was walking windily, and without saying a word, he stuffed the camphorwood box into his hand.
"Steward Zhao, throw away all these scripts. My master told you not to collect any more messy scripts."
Zhao Steward, who was about to make persistent efforts, stared at Xie Qi sharply.
"Why did the Duke suddenly want to throw away the script?"
Xie Qi looked at Steward Zhao innocently, of course he would not say that because of his own reasons, Miss Jiang Si wrote a letter to the master, and the master decided to throw away these scriptures.
"This is what the master ordered."
Butler Zhao: "..."
In the end, Butler Zhao listlessly threw away all the scriptures he had collected.
In the study, sandalwood is curling up.
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng caressed the exquisite small wine jar with his big hand, his heart warmed up, and there was a trace of softness in his calm eyes.
This is the medicinal wine that the little girl gave him.
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In two days, the rumors intensified.
In the end, the rumor got out of Jiang Ningbao's control and developed in an inexplicable direction. It turned out that Jiang Ningbao was a lucky person, the god of war sent by heaven to save them from the Great Viet Dynasty. Uiro, the sudden coma must be a warning from heaven.
Jiang Ningbao was dumbfounded.
When Emperor Qianyuan in the palace learned about it, he immediately issued an order to remove Changning Bo from his fifth-rank official position and return to his original position.
After Mrs. Jiang heard the news, she was so angry that she couldn't breathe, and she fainted abruptly. There was a riot in Changning Bo's residence, and the lobby wife who was pregnant in the yard had to come forward to preside over the situation.
"Girl, you are really good at predicting things. Uncle was dismissed from his official position." Chunxi said beamingly. Uncle's career as a fifth-rank official came from a wrong path. Now that he has returned to his original position, Chunxi only feels very happy.
The sunlight came in through the Huadiao window, Jiang Ningbao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his voice was soft and melodious: "It's just returning to the original position, uncle has nothing to lose."
Chunxi was speechless, the girl said lightly, the uncle seemed to have no loss, but in fact his reputation was gone long ago, and he made people laugh for nothing.
If the girl doesn't make a move, it's all right, once she makes a move, people can't turn over.
"Girl, this rumor has spread beyond recognition. Someone must be behind it. What should we do?" Chunxi asked worriedly after she was happy. The girl became a lucky person for no reason. Although it is a good thing, it can easily turn into a bad thing.
Jiang Ningbao frowned, it seemed that someone wanted to stir up trouble, but she had a doubtful candidate in her heart, but she didn't know her purpose, so she could only keep it in her heart.
"Let's put this matter aside first, I'll go to Shoujin Hall to visit my grandmother."
Chunxi could only let go of the worries in his heart, and followed the girl to Shoujin Hall with Chunle.
Jiang Ningbao had just arrived at Shoujintang, and found that the servants of Shoujintang were no longer flustered under the auspices of the lobby sister-in-law. Think of such a powerful wrist.
Sure enough, you can't underestimate any woman from an official family.
There were other people in the Shoujin Hall, the fifth younger sister Jiang Mingyao, the eldest brother Jiang Yue, the second cousin Jiang Zhuo, and the children of the eldest son and concubine all came.
When the two cousins saw Jiang Ningbao, who was wearing a plain floral dress, their faces darkened slightly, and their eyes stabbed at her like knives. Jiang Mingyao glanced at the fourth sister with a complicated expression, and looked away.
Uncle Changning suddenly fell into a coma and was disqualified by Chuande, and was demoted back to his original position by the Holy Lord. Such a big joke in the capital caused a big loss of face for Uncle Changning's mansion. The two brothers took their anger out on Jiang Ningbao.
Only the sister-in-law in the lobby touched her abdomen, her delicate face was calm, she nodded slightly to Jiang Ningbao, her voice was gentle.
"Fourth sister, please come and see grandma. Grandma has just woken up, but the doctor said that grandma's mood is not stable. She should rest for a while. It's better for fourth sister not to disturb grandma."
Jiang Ningbao breathed a sigh of relief, and a touch of worry and concern appeared on her soft face: "It's good that grandma wakes up. When I first got the news, I was terrified. Sister-in-law in the lobby, why did grandma suddenly pass out?"
The sister-in-law in the lobby took a deep look at the slender and beautiful fourth sister, and before she could make a sound, Jiang Yue on the side glared at Jiang Ningbao with hatred and said sarcastically.
"Grandmother fainted, not because of Fourth Sister."
A trace of astonishment and grievance appeared on Jiang Ningbao's face just right: "Second cousin, what do you mean by that?"
"That's enough, second brother shut up, this matter has nothing to do with fourth sister." Jiang Zhuo, the hall brother, gave the mindless second brother a cold look. I know it well.
Jiang Yue gouged Jiang Ningbao hard, and shut up resentfully.
The other sons and daughters of Dafang remained silent.
Jiang Mingyao was silent.
At this time, Hong Xing, Mrs. Jiang's confidant, came out from the inner room. When she saw Jiang Ningbao standing pretty in the lobby, her eyes flickered, and she conveyed Mrs. Jiang's words to let everyone go back.
Everyone had to leave, and Shoujin Hall became quiet again.
Jiang Ningbao returned to the yard and sighed silently. Uncle Changning was unconscious. Mrs. Zhang was still getting rid of evil spirits in Qingshui Temple. Grandma was also resting. The elder brother should come back. He should be on his way back now.
I hope my brother returns safely.
"Girl, are you okay?" Chun Le asked with concern after making a pot of tea for the girl.
"I'm fine, but I miss my elder brother a little bit." Jiang Ningbao shook his head, drank a cup of tea, got up and went to the room in the west chamber to brew medicinal wine for Emperor Qianyuan.
Last night, Grandpa Guo secretly sent Xie Qi to deliver Emperor Qianyuan's pulse case to her, and at the same time sent a lot of medicinal materials.
Thinking of the shocking instructions on the pulse case, Jiang Ningbao couldn't help taking a breath. Emperor Qianyuan's will to survive was so strong that Jiang Ningbao was shocked.
Judging from the pulse case, Emperor Qianyuan's illness is more serious than she imagined. If he is not careful, he may die at any time. No wonder the ministers of the court will stand in secret. One step to the sky.
"The women in the harem are terrible."
While making skilled medicinal wine, Jiang Ningbao murmured that when the queen was pregnant, she had to take precautions, but in the end she was tricked. Emperor Qianyuan had been on the verge of life and death since he was a child.
It happened that several jars of medicinal wine stored in the wine cellar could be used, and the medicinal wine for warming and nourishing the body was lacking. Jiang Ningbao is brewing this kind of medicinal wine now.
After completing today's task, Jiang Ningbao sent someone to deliver the medicinal wine that Emperor Qianyuan could use to Dingguogong's mansion and hand it over to Dingguogong.
In the evening, the weather changed suddenly, and it rained suddenly.
Duke Dingguo Xie Heng rarely visited the door in person, causing a commotion in Changningbo Mansion.
Mrs. Jiang, who was recuperating, sighed secretly, fortunately there were four girls.
As long as the fourth girl is facing the uncle's house, those gossips are nothing.
The only thing that chilled the old lady was that the eldest girl married to the Hou's mansion excused her pregnancy and only sent a girl back to comfort her.
Looking at the tall figure standing under the eaves of the corridor, Jiang Ningbao happily greeted him and hugged his arm in front of the servants in the yard, and asked with a smile.
"My lord, why are you here at this hour?"
Dingguo Gong Xie Heng looked at the bright smile on the little girl's face, his eyes softened slightly, and he said concisely: "Let's talk in the room."
Jiang Ningbao hurriedly brought people into the hall, Chunxi and Chunle retreated out knowingly, leaving only Jiang Ningbao and Dingguo Gong Xie Heng in the whole hall.
"Master Ding, there is no one left now." Jiang Ningbao poured a cup of tea for Duke Ding, and looked at Duke Ding's sharp and handsome face with a hint of curiosity on his soft face.
"The emperor drank the medicinal wine you sent and vomited several mouthfuls of black blood. The imperial doctor said that the emperor's health is improving, and it needs to be kept secret at present. It is not appropriate to make it public. Your reward and reward will be delayed." Ding Guogong's voice was low, with a faint tone With a touch of apology.
Jiang Ningbao's eyes lit up, and he waved his hands indifferently.
"Postponement is postponement. In fact, it doesn't matter if there is no reward. So did the Duke come to tell me this on purpose?"
Duke Ding paused: "There are other things."
"What's up?"
"Let's have dinner together." Duke Ding Xie Heng said solemnly.
Jiang Ningbao saw Grandpa Guo's serious appearance, and thought he was going to say something important, but he wanted to have dinner with her, Jiang Ningbao showed a bright smile on his face, and nodded quickly: "Okay."
After finishing speaking, Jiang Ningbao remembered something, and moved her whole body to Duke Ding Xie Heng, and asked with crooked eyebrows, "Master Guo, have you thrown away all your words?"
The faint fragrance from the little girl's body wafted into the tip of her nose, Duke Ding Xie Heng stiffened all over, and replied in a hoarse voice.
"threw."
Jiang Ningbao looked at Ding Guogong's stiff body and didn't dare to move, he chuckled, and couldn't help poking his thick and powerful chest with his fingers.
A tingling feeling flowed through his whole body, Duke Ding's heart skipped a beat, and he stood up abruptly, Jiang Ningbao was caught off guard, and fell into his arms.
Jiang Ningbao's laughter stopped abruptly, her heart beat like a drum, her fair face suddenly flushed red like a boiled shrimp, even her neck was red.
The nephrite jade was warm and fragrant in his bosom, Duke Ding Xie Heng became a sculpture completely.