The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 380 Warmth (one more)

King Ning is considering whether he wants to increase the price.

Why do you have to think about it? It's not that he can't afford to increase the price, but that this young man doesn't play his cards according to the routine, and he feels that there is little point in talking about it.

Although he did not increase the price because of this level of consideration, it is inevitable that people suspect that he is stingy and reluctant to increase the price, and the embarrassment of being dominated by the sentence "Do you want to buy me a house?" came up again.

Even though it was the first time they met, the ability and mutual trust shown by this young boy were not worth a house, but in the end it always gave people the illusion that King Ning himself was stingy and couldn't afford this house.

King Ning has lived for more than twenty years, and this is the first time he has experienced such a situation of unwillingness to enter, retreat and aggrieved.

King Ning took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and was about to speak.

Gu Jiao raised her small hand coldly, gestured to him to say no, and then wrote in the small notebook: "The time for thinking is over, goodbye!"

King Ning was dumbfounded, what do you mean the consideration time is over? He hesitated for a moment, why even the right to choose was terminated?

He has never been the only one to stop others, but no one has stopped him.

The lethality of this sentence is really more terrifying than "Do you want to buy me a house" or "If you listen to him again, you will have to increase the price"!

Originally, he planned to leave Gu Jiao alone and frustrate Gu Jiao's spirit, so that he would not fall into such a passive position when talking next time, but who would have expected that the other party would not even give him a chance to increase the price!

King Ning only felt a hammer hit his chest, and a sentence floated in his mind - he should have raised the price earlier!

Gu Jiao kept her word, she put away her little notebook after writing that sentence, and left without looking back.

King Ren Ning's guards did not change their minds no matter how they tried to persuade him to stay.

King Ning was unlikely to get rough with her, so he clenched his fists, held back the slight trembling of his body, and finally asked her: "When will young hero Xiong come again?"

Gu Jiao didn't answer, she had already walked out.

King Ning leaned back in his chair and panted heavily. If he was angry, he was not too angry. He was a young man in the rivers and lakes, and he was a little arrogant. King Ning was not so narrow-minded. Feeling offended by disrespect.

He has always been very tolerant of these talented staff or quack knights.

But today this...

King Ning wanted to say that he was not angry, but he was stabbed one, two, three, four, five, six, seven or eight times in one breath!

How could there be... such a wonderful person!

He did not disclose his identity, so it is not surprising that the other party is so bold,

The strange thing is that this choking method... is really unheard of!

"Water!" King Ning said.

The guards hurriedly brought him tea, and King Ning drank half of the pot in one go before finally dispelling the depression in his heart. He said to the guards: "Go and find out who introduced this Xiongbatian."

The underground martial arts field is hidden, and most people can't find it here. Basically, they rely on the introduction of acquaintances or people from the martial arts field to dig around.

It was not difficult to inquire about this, and the guard came back soon and replied: "If you return to the master, it is a sub-treasurer named Lao He."

Sub-treasurer is a decent name, in fact, they are invited by the underground martial arts field to attract people. They usually haunt the major martial arts halls in the capital, looking for seedlings with high martial arts skills, and then bring them to the underground martial arts field.

Everyone they bring will have their share of the ring in the future.

King Ning gave the guard a bag of money: "Go and tell him that next time Xiong Batian comes, let him go to the mansion to inform me."

"Yes." The guard agreed.

The mansion that King Ning mentioned is naturally not his prince's mansion, but another mansion. King Ning will not easily reveal his identity.

While looking for Lao He, the guard thought to himself that this tyrant is such a thorn in the side, he has been with the master for so long, and he has never seen him choke so much in anyone's hands.

King Ning is the most outstanding and calm among the many princes. He is both wise and brave, and he is a model for all the princes. Today's performance is indeed a bit unexpected.

He had to think hard when he went back, and try not to be so passive next time.

Gu Jiao came out of Narcissus Embroidery Building and hired a carriage to go to the Imperial College.

The time was just right, Xiao Jingkong left school and ran out sweating profusely.

The elementary school students have already figured out his rules. They are usually more aloof than the master. Once the three-year-old child comes back to his wisdom, he must be the older sister at home.

Gu Jiao was standing under the big tree by the side of the road, thinking about how she should charge next time King Ning came to see her.

The Zhuang family is so rich, King Ning, as the grandson of Zhuang Taifu, should not be short of money.

This is a pot of golden leeks, so cut them well.

"Jiaojiao!"

Xiao Jingkong rushed towards Gu Jiao and hugged Gu Jiao's thigh.

Gu Jiao stopped her thoughts for a second, looked at Xiaotuanzi who was incarnated as a pendant on her leg, picked him up, looked at his sweaty face, and asked, "Did you run the race again today? Sweating so much. "

"I learned Cuju today!" Xiao Jingkong said cutely.

Zhaoguo's Cuju, Gu Jiao, has seen it on the grass field of Qinghe Academy. It is similar to the way of football in the previous life. It is played by kicking the ball into the goal, except that the goal of football is called goal. It is very big. There are two in total. They are on the ground The goal of Cuju is called Fengliuyan, it is very small, there is only one, it is in the sky, and Fengliuyan has no net.

All in all, Cuju is a very popular sport in the six countries nowadays.

Gu Jiao took the handkerchief and came out.

Xiao Jingkong obediently stretched out his little head.

"How are you doing? Can you kick?" Gu Jiao asked while wiping his sweat.

Xiao Jingkong nodded his head: "Yes, yes, yes! I'm studying very well! I'm just a little bit away from being kicked into Merry Eyes!"

...... A little bit of small headroom is half a Cuju field.

Speaking of it, Xiao Qingkong was not to blame for this, it was because he was too small, his arms and legs were short, he kicked out, and before he could kick Cuju, he fell down first.

What's more, Mengxue's romantic eyes are set up according to the height of most children. They range from six to eight years old. Although they are already four years old, they look like they are only three and a half years old.

He hardly ever touched Cuju, because no one passed Cuju to him anymore!

The little guy is crazy too!

Gu Jiao bent the corners of her lips: "Did you really play well?"

Xiao Jingkong's eyes were as big as a bull's eye: "Really, really! I've been kicking!"

"Clear air! Do you want to play cuju at my house?"

On the carriage by the side of the road, Xu Porridge and Qingkong waved.

Xiao Jingkong's eyes flashed, and his small hands were behind his back: "No, I won't go! It's actually not very fun!"

He resolutely refused to admit that he couldn't play well, and he couldn't even touch Cuju.

Xu Congee is not in the same class as him. I don’t know that he hardly touched Cuju today, and his heart is a little unconfident. Xu Congee waved his hand: “Okay, then I’ll go first! Tell me what you like to play next time , I will play with you again!"

"En." Xiao Jingkong replied vaguely.

After Gu Jiao wiped Xiao Qingkong's sweat, she took his hand and went back to Bishui Alley.

After returning home, Gu Jiao made a Cuju for the small clear space with her own hands, and dismantled the shelf where she dried her medicine, and made a romantic eye next to the crabapple tree in the backyard. high.

Xiao Qingkong came out after finishing his homework, and saw Cuju on the threshold at a glance.

"Wow!"

His big eyes lit up, his eyelashes flickered, and the little mascara was nothing more than that.

He bent over, picked up the cuju in his small hands and ran towards the backyard. He saw the Merry Eye who was obviously a little shorter than the Imperial College, and rushed towards him excitedly.

He put down the Cuju, stood on tiptoe, and hugged that big flirtatious eye.

...

Xiao Liulang is on a business trip again, this time in the capital, and the Tribute Court will conduct random exams for some officials of the Six Departments. The exam will last for three days. As one of the invigilators, Xiao Liulang will enter the Tribute Court together with the officials.

It was not the first time for Xiao Liulang to come to the Tribute Academy, but he used to sit in the examination shed, but now he was sitting in the invigilator seat.

He didn't have to mark the papers, and the officials could leave together after the exam was over in three days.

Xiao Liulang was not at home, and Gu Jiao went to the underground martial arts field the next day.

Lao He took money from King Ning's guards, but he didn't send news to King Ning immediately, but first found Gu Jiao and talked to her about it.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the martial field, many big shots will secretly buy masters, but these big shots are well-known in the capital, and generally they will not let the people in the martial field know their true identities.

"If you want to see him, I'll send him a message right now. If you don't want to see him, I'll walk slower." By the time the message arrived, Gu Jiao had already left.

This is not considered a dereliction of duty, he only promised to send news, but did not promise to keep Gu Jiao here.

Gu Jiao said, "It's okay, go send the news, the sooner the better."

Gu Jiao played two rounds in the afternoon, but she didn't qualify for the third round because she didn't have a suitable partner. There are rules in the underground martial arts field, and they can't fight beyond the third level. Taiwan contest.

Dao Shan Ke was the first expert that Gu Jiao faced. She thought it was an appetizer, but unexpectedly it was the hardest dish.

It's no wonder that Daoshanke is so popular, there may be few people below the third level who are stronger than him.

At least the four that Gu Jiao faced later were not as good as him.

After Gu Jiao defeated Dao Shan Ke, she gained a little limelight in the underground martial arts arena, and today she finally got a few more bets on her to win, but it's a pity that the money she got was still only ten taels.

It doesn't matter.

If the bill is not enough, leeks will make it up.

No, the leeks are here.

Gu Jiao got off the ring.

King Ning walked towards the ring in person. He changed his clothes, but the jade mask on his face was still the same as yesterday.

His mask can reveal his mouth and chin. He smiled and said: "Xiong Shaoxia, we meet again. I watched the two games just now, and you played better than yesterday. Come in and have a chat when you have time." ?"

Gu Jiao took out the price list that had already been written in a small notebook, and handed it to him—fifty taels, one stick of incense.

The guard's eyebrows jumped: "Yesterday was not twelve!"

Gu Jiao wrote: "The price has increased."

Guard: "..."

King Ning: "..."

A stick of incense is about two quarters of an hour from the previous life, no more, no less, which is acceptable to Gu Jiao.

The corner of the guard behind King Ning twitched fiercely: "You are sitting on the ground and raising the price!"

Gu Jiao: Congratulations, you got the answer right.

King Ning also felt that this price was inflated, you know, fifty taels is enough to buy a master outside.

However, with the lessons learned from the past, King Ning did not dare to hesitate again today, let alone with his financial resources, fifty taels is not worth mentioning.

"Okay." He agreed.

Gu Jiao took the money before entering the house with him.

As soon as King Ning sat down, he saw Gu Jiao lighting a stick of incense on the table.

King Ning: "..."

"Xiong Shaoxia, to be honest, I am looking for you. Apart from making friends with you, I also want to make a deal with you."

Making a deal was the strategy that King Ning came up with after returning home last night. Since this young man named Xiong Batian is so greedy for money, he should use money to make him bow down.

You don't have to let him come to your side as a guard.

Gu Jiao swished and wrote: "The transaction is calculated separately, and the duration fee remains the same."

The corner of King Ning's mouth twitched, and he said with a smile: "It's natural, I won't treat Young Master Xiong badly."

In another room hung with gourds, a luxuriously dressed man and a fairy-like woman sat down slowly.

They just arrived, they have something to do today, so they came a bit late.

"Is there any Dao Shan Ke today?" asked the veiled woman.

The servant said: "Returning to Madam, Dao Shan Ke was injured in the martial arts competition yesterday, and he can't get out of bed today."

"Oh? He was injured?" The woman was surprised, "Who hurt him?"

In the woman's impression, Daoshanke should have no opponents at the current level.

The servant said: "A young boy who has just arrived looks weak, but his moves are very powerful. He knocked down the sword mountain man with one move, and then won three games in a row."

It's nothing to win three games in a row, but it's beyond the girl's expectation to beat Daoshanke with one punch.

"Your Highness." The woman looked at the man.

The man asked, "Where is that boy?"

The servant thought for a while, and said: "I just finished the competition, and it seems that I was called away."

The man said: "Go and see if he's gone. If he hasn't gone, bring him here to see Gu."

The woman looked at him worriedly: "Your Highness..."

The man held her hand and smiled dotingly: "Don't worry Linlang, Gu will let someone take you to the country of Yan."