Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 1594 Plane Trading 5

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Ning Shu carried the food box and waited until Xuan Pinghou came down to court.

When Xuan Pinghou came back, his legs were all floating.

Even if you can eat some snacks to cushion your stomach on the way, but after the court meeting, people can't bear it.

Xuan Pinghou saw Ning Shu and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xuan Pinghou's complexion was very ugly, he probably encountered something unpleasant in the court, and he didn't give a good face when he saw Ning Shu.

Ning Shu opened the food box, and put light dishes on the table one by one.

Put the porridge in front of Xuan Pinghou, "Father eat first."

Xuan Ping Hou was also hungry and started to eat.

Xuan Pinghou was in his thirties, with a beard, and looked dignified.

"What's wrong with Dad?" Ning Shu asked.

"It's nothing, it's all about the court, you don't need to worry about it." Xuan Pinghou said directly, after thinking for a while, he said: "Have you attended the banquets of various clan wives recently? Have you heard any rumors?"

"What's the wind?" Ning Shu asked.

Xuan Pinghou frowned tightly, "But what kind of conflict did you have with the Xinwang family?"

Ning Shu shook her head, "No." Nothing unpleasant happened to her future husband's family. Could it be that Zhuo Cheran started to deal with Xuanpinghou's mansion now?

"Hanyang area is dry again, not a single blade of grass grows." Xuan Pinghou put down his chopsticks.

Ning Shu understood immediately, usually when such a thing happened, it was time for Xuan Pinghou to give the money.

Ning Shu added a bowl of porridge to Xuan Pinghou, and said, "For the people of Liming, so what if Dad pays some money?"

This is the tacit understanding between the royal family and the Su family, who made your family rich.

To put it bluntly, the Xuanpinghou Mansion is only a businessman of relatively high status, with a noble title of hereditary marquis.

"It's okay to pay a little money." After all, it wasn't the first time he was bullied, and Xuan Pinghou was dissatisfied with Zhuo Cheran, his future son-in-law.

"The disaster is a bit serious this time, Zhuo Cheran told the Holy Master to ask me to give five million taels of silver."

Ning Shu: ...

Has Zhuo Cheran started to deal with the Marquis of Xuanping's mansion from now on? Five million silver is really hard work, which is worth the national treasury for the first half of the year.

"I gave five million this time, and I have to ask for ten million next time. I can't help but ask for ten million at a time."

"You and your mother go to Xinwang Mansion for a walk." Xuan Ping Hou Mansion said, "I will ask your mother to prepare a gift later, and go together."

Ning Shu nodded, and asked, "Then father, give me five million."

"I gave it this time, but next time it will only be a lot more, so I can't give it." Xuan Pinghou said directly.

Xuan Pinghou was very conflicted, asking for money again and again, asking for more and more, it was too bullying.

It turned out that a thorn had been planted here. During this drought, Marquis Xuanping refused to pay the money, and found the Jin Temple again.

Don't let the Holy One get angry, I ask you for money but don't give it to the enemy country, why are you so at ease?

Ning Shu said: "Father, it doesn't have to be real money, it's fine to give food. You just say that five million can't be given. There is food in the grain store, so donate it all."

"Now that Hanyang is in drought, there must be no harvest this year. The price of grain has risen so high, the Holy One must be happy."

Ning Shu also disagreed with taking out five million. You said that you gave five million so easily, and you can ask for more next time.

In short, you can't give it easily, but if you want to give it to the saint, I've already sold it out, so you have to leave me some cash flow.

"Okay, you're a girl, don't worry about these things." Xuan Pinghou waved his hand and asked Ning Shu to take away all the dishes on the table. He was in no mood to eat now.

Ning Shu put the dishes in the food box and said, "Father, my daughter thinks that our family's ancestral hall is too ostentatious."

"If the Holy Majesty knew, he would have murmured in his heart that he would not even be able to get five million yuan out of a house full of gold."

When Xuan Pinghou heard Ning Shu's words, he couldn't help turning black, "That's what the ancestors did."

The ancestor has already gone, Ning Shu said silently in his heart.

Ning Shu carried the food box out of Xuan Pinghou's room, and met Gu Zhuohui who was feeding the fish in the garden.

Holding the fish food in her hand, Gu Fanhui squatted on the edge of the pond, staring at the fish in the water in a daze, throwing a little fish food into the water from time to time.

Ning Shu avoided him, not wanting to get in touch with him.

"cousin."

When Ning Shu heard the voice, she didn't turn her head, and didn't hear anything.

"cousin."

"Miss, Young Master Biao is calling you." Lian Qiao who was following Ning Shu couldn't help but said.

"I didn't hear that."

"Cousin." Gu Fanhui caught up with Ning Shu, "Cousin, why did you run away when you saw me?"

Ning Shu shook her head. "I didn't hear it. What is my cousin looking for?"

"This is my first time in Beijing, what's so special about here."

"For example?" Ning Shu asked with squinting eyes.

"For example, a place where literati communicate?" Gu Fanhui was a little dazed, "You know, my sense of direction is rather vague."

It's not blurry, it's very blurry.

"A place where literati communicate?" Ning Shu said lightly, "Yihonglou."

"Cousin, I'm not that kind of person, how can I go back to that kind of place."

Ning Shu wanted to roll his eyes, "I didn't say that kind of place is not a good place, what are you refuting, reciting poems is right, beauties match, I'm telling the truth, literati like to go

this kind of place. "

Gu Fanhui's ears turned red, "I really don't want to go to that kind of place, my cousin is a woman, how can I say that kind of dirty place."

Ning Shu rolled her eyes, went to that place to steal incense and jade, became popular, and said that it was a place for pickling.

If you have the ability, you men don't go.

After whoring, he said, you are so dirty.

Existence is reasonable, and it exists only when there is market demand.

If it wasn't for worrying about her ladylike image, Ning Shu would have kicked Gu Cuiwei who stood in front of her.

Ning Shu bent down and saluted, "Cousin, I have to go back to embroider, what do you want from me?"

"Oh." Gu Fanhui said, "I just want to say hello."

Ning Shu said politely and distantly: "My cousin is a foreigner, and I am a female relative. There is a difference between men and women. It will not be good for people to see."

Calling people over just to say hello?

"I was the one who was rude, and I am here to apologize to my cousin." Gu Cuixu cupped his hands towards Ningshu.

Ning Shu replied, "Cousin is serious."

Talking is really tiring.

Ning Shu returned to her own yard, and Mrs. Rong Guo soon called Ning Shu over, saying that she had posted a post to Gexin Wangfu, and that a fundraising banquet would be held in two days.

A modern day charity banquet.

Get these backyard dames to donate some money.

The place where it was held was Xuanpinghou Mansion.

Ning Shu refused in his heart, because the ancestral hall of the Marquis of Xuanping is a time bomb, if someone finds out, even in front of so many people, then it's fine.

Ning Shu said: "Mom, change the place, don't hold it at our house."

Mrs. Rong Guo looked at Ning Shu with a gentle expression, and asked, "Then where would you like to be?"

"This time, the main reception is for the female relatives of your future husband's family Xin Wangfu, so you have to be considerate."

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