Did the eldest daughter ascend the throne today?

People only know that he was raised by a widowed mother, cut off all ties with his clan and did not recognize his relatives, but few know that his life experience was very complicated.

Ning Zhi frowned slightly and stared at his hand. Rong Jing then realized that he had lost his composure, so he withdrew his hand, took two steps back, and bowed, "Sorry."

He has strong self-control, and no matter how turbulent his heart is, his appearance has returned to normal.

Ning Zhiwei reminded him, "Be careful, this person is unfathomable and very scary."

Having said this, Ning Zhiwei waved his hand, held up an oil umbrella and walked out of the pavilion. Several figures emerged from the darkness and followed him.

The rain was still falling, but Rong Jing's heart was in turmoil, and he kept chewing on the three words "Su Haozhi".

Su Haozhi, the eldest princess' husband, is well-known for his talent. He has been concentrating on studying painting for many years and rarely appears in public.

His paintings are very famous, and every new work is snapped up, but so far, there are only a handful of his works, which can be counted on ten fingers.

He has a very famous son, Su Mingjin, who is proficient in playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is deeply loved by literati and scholars.

However, the once famous eldest princess is now bedridden all year round and rarely appears in social circles.

They are a well-known couple for their love and affection, and they are committed to being together for life.

How could someone who could make Ning Zhiwei so fearful be an ordinary person?

Rong Jing had a very bad feeling...

From then on, the Ning family closed their doors to visitors and observed mourning for three years at Qingluo Villa, far away from the capital.

The Ning family, which had enjoyed a hundred years of glory, just disappeared from the public eye and fell into silence.

The Ning family's life began to get back on track.

However, Madam Ning fell ill again and refused to take medicine.

The doctor said that he had lost the will to live.

After Ning Zhiwei found out, he was silent for a while and decided to have a good talk with Old Madam Ning.

"Old lady, you must take good care of yourself and live a long life, watching your children grow up and start their own families."

Madam Ning seemed to have lost all her energy and vigor. She looked gloomy and no matter what Ning Zhiwei said, she just closed her eyes and seemed to be listening but not really listening.

Ning Zhiwei sighed silently, and suddenly said, "Madam, I want to train my troops in the villa."

Madam Ning shuddered as if a thunderbolt had struck her. "What did you say? Could there be...something else going on?"

Ning Zhiwei said sincerely, "The court is unstable, the battle for the throne among the princes has entered a fierce stage, no one can stay out of it."

Originally, she didn't want to say more, but it really couldn't go on like this for Madam Ning.

Madam Ning has been in charge of household affairs for many years and knows the backyards of every household in the capital like the back of her hand, but she knows nothing about the affairs of the imperial court.

"Our Ning family has already withdrawn."

Ning Zhiwei lived in Qingluo Villa, but he was not idle. He read the court bulletin and analyzed the situation every day.

"Everyone calls the Northwest Army the Ning Family Army. How can the Ning family stay out of it? All forces will force us to choose sides. It would be wrong not to choose."

Madam Ning was confused, "What should I do? Choose one?"

Why is it so difficult to live a quiet life?

Ning Zhiwei once thought about supporting a prince, but after much thought, he finally gave up.

"The eldest prince is both self-deprecating and arrogant, the crown prince is narrow-minded and intolerant, the third prince died young, the fourth prince is mediocre, the fifth prince is easily influenced, and the sixth prince is a fool. Who should I choose?"

There is also a mastermind behind this who is harming the Ning family. How could she possibly work for such a person?

She will not let go of the real culprit who killed her family. The reason she doesn't mention him now is simply because she is not strong enough and is keeping it to herself.

Madam Ning didn't expect that she would have such a low opinion of the prince, but she believed in Ning Zhiwei's judgment, "You can't pick out any one?"

"Yes." Ning Zhiwei sighed softly. What she didn't say was that there would be more troublesome natural disasters and man-made disasters in the future, and chaos would come.

"We must have a trump card in our hands. It can be used to intimidate people in public and to protect our lives in secret."

After hearing this, Old Madam Ning no longer dared to die. She began to cheer up and was willing to cooperate in taking the medicine.

In the Zhuangzi level, Ning Zhiwei has the final say.

Ning Zhiwei selected people from the manor. One group was retired veterans, plus the Ning family's original guards, a total of 800 people. In spare time, they guarded the house, and in wartime, they were part of the team and could go directly to the battlefield. Ning Xiaolong was in charge of them.

This private guard team is well trained and can save lives at critical moments.

There were twenty girls aged ten to fifteen, who learned simple medical knowledge and how to handle medicinal materials, and were managed by Shaoyao.

One group consisted of a hundred teenagers between the ages of ten and fifteen, named the Youth Camp. Ning Zhiwei personally brought them to the mountains for training.

No one had ever seen how she trained her soldiers. All they knew was that the young men ate and consumed the best portions of food every day, which was a huge consumption.

On this day, Ning Zhiwei came down from the mountain, dragged his tired body towards the main courtyard, and went to pay his respects to the old lady first.

As soon as I walked into the yard, I heard an unfamiliar female voice, "Madam, the recent expenses have increased dozens of times compared to before. Why do we need so many people to guard the house?"

"What's the point of letting those yellow-haired girls learn medicine? They are going to get married, how can their husbands' families let them show their faces in public?"

"It's fine if the hundred boys usually accompany the fifth girl to play in the mountains, but why do they have to use the best share? This is totally unjustifiable. Whose money comes from the wind?"

A woman of good looks sat next to Old Madam Ning, muttering constantly, and her words showed that it was a waste of money.

Old Madam Ning frowned slightly and was about to say something when she saw Ning Zhiwei and waved at her quickly.

"Zhiwei, you're back just in time. You can handle this matter."

She is now concentrating on recuperating and doesn't want to worry about anything.

The woman's face changed and she subconsciously stood up and bowed.

Ning Zhiwei walked over quickly, walked around the woman, and sat opposite Old Madam Ning.

As soon as she sat down, the maids came around to serve her, some bringing water, some bringing towels, and the scene was very busy.

Madam Ning repeatedly asked for snacks, "Bring over a bowl of Tremella soup from the kitchen. Put a little rock sugar in it. The young lady doesn't like sweet food. Bring over any snacks you have. Hurry up."

Ever since Ning Zhiwei took over the position of the head of the family, she has been addressed as the head of the family to the outside world and as the young lady to the inside, without any mention of rank.

The young woman stepped aside awkwardly, looking uneasy, and secretly glanced at the legendary female head of the family.

She is really beautiful, with black hair, fair skin, delicate features, and a slim and graceful figure. She looks heroic in a riding suit.

But, if a girl doesn't want to marry into a good family, why should she become the head of the family?

Ning Zhiwei washed her face and hands, took the teacup and took a sip, then raised her chin nonchalantly, "Whose is this?"

The young woman came over immediately and said with an apologetic smile, "My surname is Qiao, and my husband is Ding Youliang."

Oh, Ding Zhuangtou’s daughter-in-law, Ms. Qiao, is beautiful, but she is too cunning.

Ning Zhiwei picked up a piece of date cake and ate it slowly, "Go, call Ding Zhuangtou and his son."

She gave orders with the authority of a superior.