Did the eldest daughter ascend the throne today?

"Hahaha." A loud laugh was heard, and two men in official uniforms appeared at the door.

One has a head full of white hair, looks vigorous and strong despite his age; the other is as tall and straight as a pine tree, with a clean and elegant temperament.

Su Mingjin greeted them enthusiastically as if he had seen a savior, "Master Duan, Master Rong, are you two here together?"

Rong Jing took a step back calmly. Su Mingjin's face turned green. What did he mean? Did he dislike him? Did he really believe it?

Old Master Duan smiled even more happily when he saw this. "Master Rong and I met at the gate. I didn't expect that Prince Ming was there too."

He was the Prime Minister, the highest position among officials in the court. Most of the civil officials in the court were his disciples, and he had a huge influence. Even Su Mingjin did not dare to offend him and was polite to him.

Su Mingjin forced himself to greet them. He was good at socializing and had a good conversation with old man Duan. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

Ning Zhiwei bowed to the white-haired old man and said, "Mr. Duan, thank you for coming."

Old Master Duan looked at her dignified and polite appearance and couldn't help but secretly complain that her appearance was too deceptive.

He is obviously a madman who is fearless, but he pretends to be serious.

"I heard that this is of great importance and involves moral education. It is reasonable for me to go there."

He was arrogant and high-handed, but Ning Zhiwei didn't take it as an offense and thought, as long as he came, it would be good.

"You are highly respected. With you in charge, you will surely be able to subdue those evil spirits."

Rong Jing walked up to Ning Zhiwei with a calm expression and looked at her calmly for a few seconds, "Are you okay?"

Ning Zhiwei nodded slightly, calm and composed, "It's OK. Thank you, Lord Rong, for making a special trip."

Seeing that she didn't suffer any loss, Rong Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was cold and indifferent, "It is my duty, and I have no choice but to do it."

It was still these words that made Ning Zhiwei's eyes flash with a smile. These words were more beautiful than any other words in the world.

The enthusiastic greetings from several people made the wife of the Marquis of Zhenxi very anxious.

"My Lords, please save my Yanjun. He is about to be killed."

She also did not forget to glare at Ning Zhiwei fiercely.

Old Master Duan saw it all and said, "Master Rong is the Minister of the Dali Temple. This matter is under his jurisdiction."

The thousand-year-old fox is extremely cunning.

Rong Jing then saw Qi Yanjun lying on the ground and stared at him for a while. "It's okay. He still has the energy to pretend to be unconscious."

Pretending to faint? Lady Zhenxi was stunned, and then screamed, "Impossible..."

Rong Jing took out a long needle from somewhere and stabbed Qi Yanjun. Qi Yanjun's body trembled, but he did not wake up.

Ning Zhiwei saw this and rolled his eyes, "Master Rong, you can't wake up someone who is pretending to be unconscious like this, watch me."

She pointed at the sword of her subordinate and shouted, "Give me the sword. Where should I stab it? Oh, the lower body. After all, it is a rooster that does not lay eggs."

Everyone in the Zhenxi Marquis Mansion: ...Is he going to be castrated???

Ning Zhiwei raised his sword and swung it down without hesitation.

She said she would do it, and the wife of the Marquis of Zhenxi was so scared that she screamed, "No."

She only had this one son, whom she had painstakingly nurtured for more than 20 years, holding him like a treasure in her palm...

The key point is that he has no children yet.

Ning Zhiwei turned a deaf ear and continued to swing his sword.

Before he touched Qi Yanjun, he saw him suddenly open his eyes and roll hard towards Zhenxi Hou, "Father, save me."

Well, everyone present saw clearly that he was just pretending to be faint.

Ning Zhiwei raised his sword and shouted for killing, which frightened Qi Yanjun so much that he was scared out of his wits and cried like a ghost, without any dignity as an heir to a marquisate.

Marquis Zhenxi wanted to rescue them, but the Youth Battalion reacted very quickly and stopped him.

The wife of the Marquis of Zhenxi also wanted to go and rescue people, but her legs were as soft as noodles and she couldn't walk.

The scene was in chaos. Rong Jing calmly pulled Old Master Duan aside and said, "The county lady was just trying to scare him. She didn't intend to kill him."

Old Master Duan was a bystander, so he saw it clearly, "Master Rong seems to care about the county lady very much."

He was testing, but Rong Jing seemed to be unaware. "When I was in the northwest, I saw a Ning family stele, which recorded the deeds of the Ning family who had gone forward one after another, abandoning their homes and businesses to defend the northwest for two hundred years. No one in the Ning family died of old age. Every one of them died on the battlefield, wrapped in horsehide. The youngest was only eighteen years old."

"They faced their known fate calmly, without complaint or regret, and not a single one of them deserted."

"General Ning's spirit is worth learning for every Qi citizen."

How should Mr. Duan respond to this? This is too politically correct.

"you're right."

A smell of urine wafted over, and when everyone looked closely, they saw that Qi Yanjun had actually wet his pants.

The Marquis of Zhenxi was both angry and annoyed that his eldest son, whom he was so proud of, was being chased like a stray dog.

"County Master, please show mercy."

Ning Zhiwei had no intention of killing anyone, so he stopped and said, "For the sake of the Marquis of Zhenxi, I will record this for the time being."

"Thank you County Lord."

Ning Zhiwei handed the sword to his subordinate and rubbed his wrist, looking exhausted. "Marquis Zhenxi, you have been a hero all your life but gave birth to a son who is as weak as a fool. What a pity."

Marquis Zhenxi was silent. What else could he say?

Qi Yanjun was so angry that he was shaking all over, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Ning Zhiwei seemed like he wanted to kill her.

Su Mingjin shook her head slightly, "You can't say that. A real man can bend and stretch. That's what a hero is. The county lady is a woman, she doesn't understand these things."

Not only did he help the Zhenxi Marquis Mansion to make up for it, he also secretly ridiculed Ning Zhiwei.

Sure enough, the people in Zhenxi Marquis Mansion looked much better and applauded.

Ning Zhiwei knew that these so-called real men looked down on women. In their eyes, women were nothing more than decorations, did not need to think, and did not deserve respect.

"Oh, we women only know how to break rather than yield, unlike you hypocrites who only know how to roll on the ground and wet your pants."

She glanced at Qi Yanjun, sneered, and then looked at Su Mingjin, "You only know how to twist right and wrong with your words."

Qi Yanjun was so ashamed and angry that his face turned the color of liver.

Su Mingjin's face darkened.

"It's so lively." A faint voice sounded.

Everyone looked over at the same time and saw a group of maids surrounding a woman in palace dress sitting in a wheelchair. The woman was extremely beautiful and graceful, but her face looked sick.

Su Mingjin's eyes flashed with panic, but she quickly recovered and walked over to greet him with a smile, "Mother, why are you here? I am sorry to have disturbed you with this matter."

Princess Changping looked gentle, "I came here to join in the fun when I had nothing to do. Jin'er, get up."

"Who is Ning Zhiwei?" The natural pressure from the person who had been in a superior position for a long time made the whole audience nervous.

Ning Liu was secretly worried about his fifth sister. Although this princess had not appeared in public for many years, she was favored by the emperor and once held real power. She had a very good reputation both in the court and in the opposition.

Ning Zhiwei walked out calmly and bowed respectfully.

"Ning Zhiwei meets Her Royal Highness the Princess. I once heard my grandfather mention you, saying that you are as capable as any man and a rare talent. I never believed it, but now that I have seen you..."

Princess Changping raised her eyebrows, "What?"