When the calamity baby cries, all the bosses in the capital kneel down!

Chapter 217 The Secret in the Letter

Yang Jinhua's mouth almost reached the sky, "You can pull it off. Even if your ancestral tomb is on fire for three days and three nights, your daughter will not be able to marry the number one scholar."

Chen Songxiang herself felt guilty, but she didn't care about it. She could still work hard on other things, but this matter was not achieved by her hard work. However, she also thought that if she didn't steam the steamed buns to gain a reputation, there was nothing she could do. It is not good to ask your own daughter to marry.

But then I thought about it, the top scholar must be sincerely nice to Fat Douer, otherwise it is just a false reputation.

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At the door of Yayin Pavilion, Ning Yueluan frowned with an impatient look on her face, but Dong Qiancheng refused to act as if he hadn't seen him and kept pestering Ning Huoyan, "Fourth brother, just tell me when to go to Liu's house. .”

Ning Huoyan smiled and glanced at his younger brother. He knew what the old man meant, so how could he dare to take Dong Qiancheng there? If the old man knew, he would lead people to snatch the daughter-in-law he liked, and it would be strange if his legs were broken by him.

"This... we haven't decided on a date yet. As you can see, we are so busy right now and can't stay away from each other."

"Then let Ning Xiaoqi go. He's not so busy here anymore." Dong Qiancheng looked at Ning Yueluan, "Isn't that right?"

"I don't have time." Ning Yueluan looked unhappy, "I said you don't have anything else to do. Seeing that my sixth brother has been reading all day long, how about you, don't want to continue taking the exam?"

Dong Qiancheng chuckled, "Of course you have to take the exam, but you also have to find a wife!"

Ning Yueluan rolled her eyes at him and went in.

"Fourth brother, what's wrong with him?"

Ning Huoyan laughed dryly and said, "I'm sick."

Then I stopped caring about him.

Dong Qiancheng shrugged his shoulders, always feeling that something was wrong with the two brothers.

Ning Yueluan didn't even know why she got upset when she heard that boy Dong Qiancheng mention Liu Tan'er.

He was not in the mood to greet the guests and went directly to the back room. He wanted to calm down for a while, but he didn't want to. At a glance, he saw the little breast dumpling sitting there, dangling his legs and eating snacks.

"May I ask, why are you here?" Ning Yueluan's heart shrouded by dark clouds instantly saw the sunshine. She picked up the little girl and sat on her lap. "Who did you come with? Why didn't you tell me."

"Uncle, he came to deliver the goods. He happened to pass by the back door, so I came."

"Little girl, do you miss your uncle?" Ning Yueluan pressed her forehead against the little girl's. He was obviously not very old, but he really looked like a qualified father after taking care of the little girl.

"I miss my fourth uncle, my sixth uncle, and my younger uncle."

"Who do you miss the most?" Ning Yueluan asked deliberately.

Ning Wenwen pouted, she wanted to keep a bowl of water level, "I want it all, most of all."

Ning Yueluan didn't insist on asking the question, she just wanted to tease the little girl. Now that she heard her answer, she felt very happy.

"You came just in time. Do you remember the Song family a few days ago?"

Ning Wenwen nodded, "Remember, it's a very bad one."

"Yes, that Song Zhen is really crazy, and your godfather also found out that they were responsible for the death of a girl. Now he has put the relevant people in prison."

Ning Wenwen nodded, "Evil will be punished."

"You girl, Song Zhen has caused harm to many girls and will not survive."

Ning Yueluan paid special attention to what she said because she was talking to Xiao Naituanzi. In fact, Song Zhen did more than that, but he really didn't know that before.

"Little uncle, I wrote a letter to my second uncle. Can you find someone to send it to my second uncle for me?"

"Of course it's no problem, but...you know how to write letters?" Ning Yueluan said as he glanced at the crooked handwriting, trying not to laugh, but he touched it and found it was very thick, "I wrote so much ?”

"Yes, I haven't seen my second uncle for a long time. Of course I have a lot to say to him."

"It makes sense." Ning Yueluan had no doubt about him, "I'll take care of this matter." Half a month later, Ning Mucang, who was far away in the capital, received a letter from Xiao Nai Tuanzi.

When I saw the crooked words, I felt very kind, and my hands almost trembled with excitement. But when I thought about the whereabouts of her father, I felt sorry for Xiao Nai Tuanzi.

However, when he opened the envelope, he couldn't believe what his eyes saw.

This word...why doesn't it look like a dog crawling?

After he finished reading it, he pinched one of the pages, said something to the person above, and left the military camp.

Children's House.

"Hey, hey, hey... I asked you, why are you like this? I was just thinking, I haven't made a move yet, you... ugh,"

Tong Yu lost again and acted shamelessly here.

Mu Yexing looked at him with contempt. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by the boy who came to report.

"Looking for me? A soldier? Are you sure you're not looking for General Mu?"

"No, I told you I was delivering a letter to you."

"It's strange. What kind of letter did the soldier send me? I don't understand what it means to lead troops to fight." Tong Yu said to himself, "That's all, wait for me and I'll go take a look."

Mu Yexing looked at the chess records placed aside, and couldn't help but think of the little girl in his mind.

It's strange to say that he is an adult man. It would be normal if he wanted to be a big girl, but he wanted to be a little kid. It's a good thing he didn't tell it, otherwise he would have made Tong Yu laugh to death.

Soon, Tong Yu came back, and he was very happy.

"Why, someone came all the way to write you a letter to help you defeat me?" Mu Yexing said calmly.

Tong Yu rolled his eyes at him, "This is a great trick, just take a look."

Mu Yexing took the paper and glanced at the words on it. The person who wrote the letter called him Uncle Tong. The last signature was to ask. It was difficult for him to know whether he was familiar with this name.

After all, Tong Yu can do it several times a day.

"Don't understand?" Tong Yu smiled and was even happier than he had won the chess game. "Finally there is something you don't understand. I'm so happy."

"This little goddess didn't say anything."

"Yes, it's all in the letter." Tong Yu curled his lips and laughed at Mu Yexing's confused look.

Mu Yexing was not angry at all, after all, there were not many opportunities for Tong Yu to get carried away in front of him.

"Enough laughing?"

"No, you still have to make me laugh for a while, hahaha, my little Wenwen is such a wonderful doll. How can she be a little goddess? She is simply a great god, tsk tsk tsk."

Mu Yexing took another look, then stared at the paper, as if he thought of something.

Tong Yu on the side deliberately did not let him figure it out by himself, and said: "Look at that calligraphy. Although it is not heated, it is a copy of the ancient master."

Mu Yexing's eyes flickered and he turned to look at him.

"Master Gu has only accepted one disciple in his life, and that is Che'er."

As smart as Mu Yexing, she understood what he meant, "That doesn't mean she knows the whereabouts of the Ninth Prince."

"Look again!" Tong Yu said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)