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Chapter 57 The Saint in Huan'er's Eyes

Wang Ningzhi didn't care about Xi Daomao's evaluation of Xi Chao. Children and adults have different views on the same thing. Children are interesting and adults are useful... Although Wang Ningzhi could not see through Xi Chao completely for the first time when he first contacted him, he was at least prepared. This person was at least not a simple person.

He turned around and walked towards Yu Fu.

Due to the cleaning and sorting of slaves, the courtyard has now returned to its level and simplicity. The soft branches and leaves of the plants and trees flutter in the wind. Yu Fu sat on the mat next to the stone platform. A servant was serving to pour tea. Tea was naturally the best tea. In this way, Yu Fu, who was a hedonist, would not be impatient. When Wang Ningzhi walked over and sat opposite him, Yu Fu put down the teacup and smiled at Wang Ningzhi, "Xi Jingxing is the man of Duke Huan. In this way, Shuping should have won the favor of Duke Huan?"

Wang Ningzhi smiled without saying a word, picked up the tea and took a sip. The tea flowed through his tongue, throat, and fragrance remained on his lips and teeth.

"Tsk...I didn't ask, you are more serious than Xu Jinyan." Yu Fu curled his lips, pulled the collar open, picked up the straw hat on his head and slapped the wind, and said, "After the peach blossom period, the weather will be hot. If it weren't for my uncle's instructions that I must meet you in person, I wouldn't care about these messy things..."

"How is Xu Heng caught it." Wang Ningzhi smiled with him, disregarding Yu Fu's words, and turned the topic to Xu Heng.

"Of course I caught it. Thanks to your address for providing him... It's very remote and hidden. If it weren't for you, it would be really not easy to find." Yu Fu sighed and stared at Wang Ningzhi with interest. "I didn't think you were very powerful before, but I was with you recently, but it really made me feel creepy. It seemed that you knew everything, and sometimes it seemed that you had predicted everything in advance."

"You're too worried. If Nan Zi hadn't caught the woman named Wen Huan, I wouldn't have caught Xu Heng's address, and I wouldn't have caught them all in one go... Even if only Xu Lian was left, he would have returned to the refugee army and climbed up and called out, and he would have been a refugee commander again."

"Look at you... You probably will be turned to other topics by me if I make a statement that tests you." Yu Fu rolled his eyes helplessly, moved his body and stood up, and put his straw hat on his head again, "Forget it, it's a pity that I'm not an official. If I'm an official and have a gap with you, I might be taken down by you. I'll still be my peach blossom immortal. I'm still free and easy. Puxiang Zhenren and Xu Heng's family are all detained in the county prison. The court has never given any orders. For the time being, it's only this. Although Xu Shen was killed by you, he was suppressed by his uncle, but the rumors about Xu Shen being killed by you still spread. Don't hold a grudge against us."

Just as he was about to leave, Yu Fu suddenly turned around and grinned at Wang Ningzhi: "I almost forgot that my sister Nanzi will marry Xu Lang, the son of Xu Shen, in a few days. You must come here to appreciate your face..."

Wang Ningzhi narrowed his eyes: "Then I want to congratulate Brother Zimei."

"You guy-" Yu Fu shook his head, "It's interesting, it's really interesting..."

...

All the condolence letters sent by major families gathered on Wang Ningzhi's side. Most of them hurriedly glanced at Wang Suzhi and Wang Huanzhi, and then grabbed Wang Suzhi and Wang Huanzhi, and listened to them. They also gave them some taboos to write a reply letter, which was called "examining the calligraphy of the two of them". Many of the family's tribes and slaves died in the attack and killing last night. He arranged for pensions one by one, rewarding merits, etc. After the explanation, it was almost dusk. When Chen Qi, Chen Quan and others were retreating, they were asked to pay attention to the refugees in the county town, and some honest and reliable ones could be incorporated into divisions. As for the collection of information, everything was still the same.

When she returned to the second room, Xie Daoyun had not had dinner yet, and the food was still on the side, waiting for him quietly. Only Huan'er was serving her. Qing'e was seriously injured, so she could only let her recover from her during this period.

"I'm back, everything is done?" Seeing Wang Ningzhi walking in, Xie Daoyun hurriedly came up to him. But as soon as he approached him, Wang Ningzhi hugged him and hugged them tightly.

Huan'er next to her screamed in surprise, then blushed and hurriedly covered her eyes and turned around.

Xie Daoyuan's face turned red, and her gentle gaze instantly exuded a hint of coldness. She raised her head and stared at Wang Ningzhi, with some complaints, but did not push him away, allowing Wang Ningzhi to hold her and sit at the dining table.

"What, I haven't seen it before, why don't you give me porridge to you?" Xie Daoyun transferred her anger to Huan'er, which scared the little maid to tremble all over and hurried to serve the porridge.

After training Huan'er, Xie Daoyun turned her head and happened to see Wang Ningzhi looking at her with a smile. She was a little unnatural, but she was soon suppressed and said, "Mr. Lang, my uncle replied, specifically talking about you."

"Oh? What did Mr. An Shi say?" Wang Ningzhi was stunned. Unexpectedly, Huan Wen and Xie An were both contacting him in different ways during the day. He was indeed a little surprised, "Will you advise me to be an official?"

"How did your husband know?" Xie Daoyun pursed her red lips, "Can it be that, some news came from Xi Jingxing."

Wang Ningzhi blinked and pulled his wife's hand to play with it carefully, "Brother Jingxing came from Duke Huan. Duke Huan also wanted me to be an official, but he didn't expect that Duke Anshi also wanted me to be an official now... Alas, it's a dilemma!"

"What's the difficulty?" He took the bowl handed over by Huan'er, put it in front of him, stirred it with a spoon, and the heat of the slim air floated up, making her little hands look white and tender. Although it was a bit difficult to use spoon with her left hand, she did not take it back with her right hand. Instead, she held Wang Ningzhi's big hand and used her strength. "Your husband is a wise man, so you should do great things. You can't always be idle at home."

"There are no omniscient and omnipotent people in the world. Some people are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but they are not an official; some people are tall and mighty, able to command troops, but are ridiculed by the world and despised by famous people. Madam, do you really think I am a person who does great things, or is it just to satisfy the image of your husband in your heart?" Wang Ningzhi let go of Xie Daoyuan's hand, covered his face with his hands, took a deep breath, and his eyes fell on the hot porridge bowl in front of him, "I am not a saint after all, and I cannot be completely planned and cannot predict the future... Although I am desperately trying to capture the people or things I want to keep, I can only watch them leave one by one. Are you sure I am a person who does great things?"

Silence fell in the room.

Wang Ningzhi looked in front of him blankly; Xie Daoyuan bit her red lips; Huan'er stood aside in a hurry, wanting to speak, but he didn't dare to say it, but tears were just rolling in his eyes.

"Huan'er." After a while, Xie Daoyun raised her head calmly, stared at Huan'er and asked, "Is the Langjun a saint?"

"Yes." Huan'er said.

Wang Ningzhi raised his head and stared at Huan'er in a daze, which made the little maid even more panicked, and his eyes frequently asked Xie Daoyuan for help.

"Do you know what a saint is?" Wang Ningzhi asked.

"The husband is a saint." Although Erlang in front of him made him a little scared, Huan'er still answered firmly and clenched his fists.

"Haha..." Wang Ningzhi smiled and looked at his wife beside him. The confusion that had just gathered in his eyes gradually faded. "Huan'er said something wrong. I am not a saint... But from now on, I will strive to be a saint!"
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