Chapter 128 Don’t Regret It!

Ning Chen came out of the palace and returned to Ning Mansion instead of going to the Supervision Department.

He had to quickly send the thousand taels of silver to the old madam of Jiaofangsi.

Otherwise, the old madam must have decided that he was a scumbag who cheated money and sex.

"Fourth Young Master, are you back?"

Ning Chen was about to return to his yard when Butler Wu ran over.

Ning Chen glanced at him, "What's wrong? Someone died in the family?"

"Fourth Young Master, you can't make this joke... Today is the day to worship ancestors. The Master said that Fourth Young Master is coming back and asked you to go to the ancestral hall as soon as possible."

Ning Chen then remembered that the first snowfall every year was the day when every household in Daxuan worshiped their ancestors.

Ning Chen originally didn't want to go.

But he thought that he had not worshiped his mother before he came into this world.

He was in a daze, almost forgetting that he had traveled through time.

Ning Chen followed Butler Wu to the ancestral hall.

In the past, he was not qualified to enter the ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, there are rows of spiritual tablets. In front of each spiritual tablet, there are ever-burning lamps, so the temperature in the room is very high.

"Guizi, do you still know to come back? Today is the day of sacrifice, where did you go?"

Ning Ziming said angrily.

"Does the Supervision Department still need to report to Ning Shangshu when doing its work?"

Ning Ziming's face turned pale when he was attacked.

"Ning Chen, what's your attitude? How can you be so rude in front of the elder's spiritual throne?"

Ning Gan jumped out to express himself.

Ning Mao said angrily: "It's just that there are no rules at all... Do you really think that just because you become the silver coat of the Supervision Department, you can disobey your elders?"

"Ning Chen, you really need to change your temper...Father said it was for your own good."

"That's right, we are your brothers, and we are talking about you all for your own good... Your attitude will make people say that you are a wild child from the countryside, without a tutor, and you will be the disgrace to our Ning family."

Three brothers, if you say anything, I will reprimand Ning Chen.

"Okay! Don't talk about him anymore. Ning Chen grew up in a remote place in the countryside with no one to discipline him. It's inevitable that he doesn't understand some rules... Just teach him slowly in the future."

Chang Ruyue pretended to open her mouth to smooth things over.

Ning Chen put Yujian wrapped in cloth by the door and ignored their barking.

His eyes were fixed on the coffin on the coffin platform.

"Ning Shangshu, don't you think there is a spiritual place missing here?"

Ning Ziming looked confused, "Whose is missing?"

Ning Chen suppressed his anger and said word by word: "My mother's spiritual place!"

Ning Ziming was originally a poor scholar, and he was an ordinary citizen eight generations back.

In order to show that he was now so prosperous, he established memorial tablets for the distant relatives of the Ning family who had died, some of which were beyond his reach.

But here, only Ning Chen’s mother’s spiritual tablet is missing.

Ning Ziming's expression suddenly changed.

"Ning Chen, what are you talking about? This is the Ning family ancestral hall... Your mother gave birth to you before she was married. What qualifications do you have to enter the ancestral hall?"

Ning Gan said with a mocking look on his face.

"That's right, your mother is not even a concubine. She has no name and no status. Why should she enter the Ning family's ancestral hall?"

"Only the mistress of the Ning family can enter the ancestral hall. Your mother is shameless. She gave birth to you before you were married, which smeared your father's face... That means your father pities you, otherwise you wouldn't even be qualified to enter the Ning family."

Ning Chen's face was livid and furious.

"Okay, very good... remember what you said, don't regret it!"

"Ning Ziming, my mother has loved you all her life and waited for you all her life... but you can be so calm and listen to your son humiliating her?"

"I originally thought you were a beast, but I didn't expect you to be worse than a beast."

Ning Ziming was furious: "Asshole, how dare you insult your father?"

Ning Chen just sneered, turned around, and strode away.

"You bastard, you traitor... Today is the day to worship ancestors, where are you going?"

Ning Chen stopped and turned around, staring coldly at Ning Ziming's family, "You will know soon!"

Ning Ziming looked at Ning Chen's cold eyes and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Ning Chen asked someone to fetch Diao Chan, got on his horse and went straight to the Supervision Department.

Ning Ziming was so angry that he suppressed his anger and left at the end of the ceremony.

Chang mother and son looked at each other and smiled, their faces full of pride.

"Did you see Ning Chen's face just now? He was so green that he almost died of anger."

"This bastard really thinks that since he has become the Inspector General Yinyi, there is nothing we can do to him... As long as we don't make mistakes and he doesn't catch us, there is nothing he can do to us."

Chang Ruyue sneered: "It's ridiculous that a bitch born of a bitch wants his mother to be like an ancestral temple."

The four of them, mother and son, walked out while mocking.

Ning Mao was walking at the back and suddenly discovered what Ning Chen had put behind the door.

"What's this?"

Ning Mao walked over, picked it up, and then opened the cloth outside... Unexpectedly, there was a golden sword inside.

"Is this made of gold?"

The eyes of the mother and son suddenly lit up, full of greed.

"This seems to be Ning Chen's?"

"This bastard must have obtained it through corruption and bribery."

Ning Mao looked at Chang Ruyue, "Mother, what should I do? There are dozens of gold cars here... Look at the gems on them, they are worth a lot of money."

Ning Gan said with a greedy look on his face: "Hide it... This bastard caused me to get a jade flute in the Jiaofang Department last time. This golden sword is just compensation."

"What if Ning Chen comes back to look for it?"

Ning Gan sneered, "This must be the proceeds of his corruption. He dared not look for it in a big way even if he lost it... He forgot it when he left just now. Maybe he doesn't even remember where he put it? As long as we don't admit it, he can only suffer in silence."

The mother and son discussed and decided to hide the golden sword.

Among the four people, except Ning Gan, who had seen Emperor Xuan...the others didn't even know what Emperor Xuan looked like? Not to mention knowing Yu Jian.

......

Today is the day of ancestor worship, so lunch is very rich.

Chang Ruyue and her son and mother also got a golden sword. They were in a very happy mood and had a big appetite.

But just when they were happy, there was a noise outside.

Butler Wu ran in panic and tripped over the threshold when he entered the door and fell down.

Ning Ziming frowned and said angrily, "Why are you so flustered? How many times have I told you? This is the Shangshu Mansion. You have to be calm and steady. Your words and deeds represent the face of the Ning Mansion."

Butler Wu got up from the ground in a panic, "Master, it's bad... The fourth master rushed in with the people from the Supervisory Department."

"What?"

Ning Ziming was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out.

The mother and son of the Chang family were also stunned.

"The Supervisory Department is handling the case. Those who are waiting should stay where they are... Those who resist will be killed on the spot!"

Just then, Ning Chen had already rushed in with his men.

The servants and family servants of the Ning Mansion were so scared that they knelt on the ground and trembled.

Ning Ziming turned his head and looked, his face changed drastically, because Pan Yucheng, the golden-clothed man, was also among them.

The mother and son of the Chang family were even more frightened.