Did the eldest daughter ascend the throne today?

Ning Zhiwei was not surprised at his appearance at all. She walked over slowly. She walked very slowly, and every step she took was on his heart.

"Master Rong, you are here again."

When she smiles, she is as warm as the sun in early spring. When she doesn't smile, she is cold and reserved. The contrast is quite big.

Rong Jing lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, he was calm, "The public opinion in the capital is praising the Ning family and speaking up for them."

Not only ordinary people, but even scholars and soldiers clearly supported the Ning family.

As for Ning Zhiwei, her reputation reached a very high level. People praised her highly and she became a celebrity.

She only showed up once, and she became a legend that was sung all over the world.

Ning Zhiwei was a little surprised, "Justice is in the hearts of the people."

Rong Jing looked at her deeply. "Recently, I have been handling cases surprisingly smoothly. I always find evidence inadvertently, as if they were presented to me on their own initiative."

There was something else behind his words, but Ning Zhiwei seemed not to hear it. "It must be God's arrangement. Loyal souls will never die. May the ancestors of the Ning family bless you."

No matter how he tried to probe her, she remained tight-lipped and acted as if it had nothing to do with her, but there were some things that they knew very well, both she and he knew.

Rong Jing was silent. There were ten people in total returning to Beijing, and he only brought two of them with him, while the others were scattered outside.

Although she was trapped in the mansion, she could still remotely control things outside.

Who would have thought that the seemingly peaceful girl was the one behind the turmoil in the court?

"The officials in the court have different plans for the head coach of the Ning Family Army. What do you think?"

Ning Zhiwei asked curiously, "I am a weak woman, what opinion can I have? It is entirely up to the emperor to decide."

She was so smart that she guessed his intention as soon as she heard him.

Rong Jing swallowed a sigh. She was smart and resourceful, which really made people fear her. Fortunately, she was a woman.

He looked at Ning Zhiwei's shoulder, where a crystal clear petal was left. "The emperor wants the Ning family to nominate someone."

Only if the Ning family brings it up can we appease those old subordinates and make things proceed naturally.

As for whether you can hold that position firmly, it depends on your own ability.

However, for the Ning family, this would mean giving away their family's heritage, breaking the inheritance, and destroying their own foundation. The ancestors in the underground would be so angry that even the coffin lids would not be able to hold them down, and their descendants would curse loudly.

The person who submitted the proposal is the eternal sinner of the Ning family.

Of course, the emperor would not care about these things. Nothing is more important than consolidating his own imperial power.

If the emperor wants you to die, you must die obediently. This is the imperial power.

Ning Zhiwei followed his gaze to his shoulder, picked up a petal, and sniffed it, "Who does the emperor like?"

The girl smelling the flowers is lively and more beautiful than the flowers. This scene is so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated.

Rong Jing stared at her in a daze, and felt his throat dry for some reason. "Deputy General Ma Meng, he has enough experience, is a former general of the Ning family, and is loyal to the emperor..."

A cold voice sounded, "His favorite concubine is from Concubine Li's family." If Ma Meng had not clearly supported the Fourth Prince born to Concubine Li in her previous life, she would not have known that the Ning family army had buried so many landmines.

Rong Jing's expression froze, and he was stunned. "Are you sure?"

"Very sure." Those people have secretly chosen to place their bets and take sides.

Neutral? Loyal only to the Emperor? Not true.

Rong Jing thought that the emperor believed in Ma Meng's loyalty, but he didn't know that he had already chosen a new master. "Where is General Han Qu?"

Ning Zhiwei raised a thin finger and said, "It's the eldest prince's man."

Rong Jing had no doubt that she was talking nonsense. What was true could not be false, and what was false could not be true. As long as it was done, it would leave traces.

"Where's Jiang Shenyun?"

"Him..." Ning Zhiwei smiled, her red lips slightly parted, "Go check it yourself, the emperor doesn't believe what I say."

Rong Jing was silent again. He could imagine the emperor's rage.

After a long while, he suddenly asked, "How did you grow up in the border town?"

Her personality is very special. She is not like those daughters of wealthy families who are eager for a good home, nor is she like those simple and unpretentious women in the market.

She seems calm and indifferent, but in fact she is extremely crazy at heart, a calm lunatic.

This topic was so far off topic that Ning Zhiwei was stunned. "Just like weeds growing freely, galloping, doing whatever you want, every day is happy."

She is loved by her grandparents and uncles, and protected by her cousins, and all the good things are given to her first.

As long as she wants, they will satisfy her unconditionally.

If you want to learn martial arts, ask the best master to teach you.

I wanted to learn archery, and my uncles took turns teaching me step by step.

When I wanted to learn the art of war, my grandfather personally took me to his side to teach me.

Rong Jing's eyes moved down to her hands, "Your hands have calluses."

Ning Zhiwei opened her hands. They were not a pair of pampered hands. There were calluses on her middle and index fingers.

"I think it's beautiful."

Rong Jing knew that she had misunderstood, and he moved his lips, just as he was about to say something, a burst of noise broke out.

Several people surrounded a beautiful woman in palace dress and walked over. The moment Ning Zhiwei saw her, many past events came to her mind, and a trembling hatred rose up in her back.

Lin Jingshu! She's here again!

Rong Jing looked up at her, then looked at Lin Jingshu and her group, as if thinking about something. "Ms. Lin, where did you get the warrant?"

Lin Jingshu was a noblewoman carefully nurtured by the Marquis's family. She had elegant manners and graceful manners. She walked lightly with lotus steps and smiled. "My aunt sent someone to send it here."

Behind her stood two old maids from the palace, with serious expressions, staring at Ning Zhiwei with an extremely critical look.

Lin Jingshu looked at Ning Zhiwei calmly, a hint of gloom flashed in her eyes. She looked so elegant and refined in plain clothes without any makeup, which made her look too solemn and a bit too much. She felt outdone.

She felt uncomfortable but didn't show it on her face. She bowed gently with a graceful and light posture, "This must be Sister Ning Zhiwei, Sister, I'm Lin Jingshu, nice to meet you, you're so pretty, with a good temperament, dignified, elegant and noble, even more beautiful than I imagined."

She starts praising people like crazy, from appearance to character and temperament. Her little mouth is as sweet as honey. Who can resist such a sugar-coated bullet?

Who can resist the compliments of a beautiful lady?

But, Ning Zhiwei was able to, before he took his last breath in his previous life, see Lin Jingshu standing beside Su Mingjin, smiling triumphantly at her, with the arrogance of a winner.

One was her beloved sister, and the other was her husband who supported her with all his heart. She treated them sincerely and trusted them wholeheartedly, but what she got in return was betrayal and a shot through the heart.

No, it was a conspiracy from the beginning, a carefully planned calculation.

"Lin Jingshu? The most beautiful woman in Daqi who has charmed thousands of men?"

Her tone was cold, with a hint of sarcasm.

When people care about you, you are a treasure. When people don’t care about you anymore, what are you?

Debts must be settled one by one.

Revenge must be paid severely.