Rebirth of the Forbidden City: The Troublemaker in the Courtyard

Ning Yuan cooked a big pot of fragrant rice at noon, and then fried a pot of egg fried rice with six eggs.

The golden and tempting egg fried rice, a mixture of the aroma of eggs and rice, is soft and tender, with distinct grains, leaving a long-lasting aftertaste.

Little Ningwei was in a daze again after eating.

Ning Yuan left the task of washing dishes to little Ning Wei and went straight to Zhong Yuemin's house.

Zhong Yuemin's house was still full of guests as usual. Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong and six or seven others were sitting in the living room. As soon as Ning Yuan entered the door, everyone stood up and greeted him.

"Hurry up, Ningyuan. Zhong Yuemin has made a fortune and secretly prepared so many delicious foods for us." Yuan Jun, still chewing an apple in his hand, greeted Ningyuan.

Ning Yuan was also happy when he saw it. The two large bags of peanuts and melon seeds on the table were almost empty. The only apple left that could be seen among the dozen or so apples he had bought was the one in Yuan Jun's hand.

The malt candy and candied haws have long disappeared.

It's Zhong Yuemin again. He gave away all his family fortune before it even warmed up.

Ning Yuan also squeezed in and sat down, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and cracked them while joking with his brothers.

After chatting for a while, Fan Xinhua and a group of people from Zoucheng also knocked on the door and came in.

Now Zhong Yuemin's house became even more crowded. Just at this time, Yuan Jun suggested that everyone go ice skating in Shichahai, and everyone responded.

Yuan Jun has always been a warmonger, and he wants to get involved in any fight.

The Shichahai Ice Rink is the place where quarrels are most likely to occur. No wonder this guy is so active and wants to go to the Shichahai Ice Rink every day.

Before leaving, Ning Yuan asked Yuan Jun and Fan Xinhua to call all the friends who accompanied him to Zhushikou Street yesterday. After skating at Shichahai in the afternoon, they would go to Xinqiao Hotel in the evening to thank everyone for their support.

Zheng Tong was the first to respond positively and praised Ning Yuan highly for his courage and righteousness.

Others also came up with all kinds of nice words to flatter him.

Ning Yuan laughed and beat Zheng Tong, then told everyone to go and inform their friends. He also had the chance to go home and call Ning Wei to have dinner together in the evening, so that he wouldn't have to pack food for this kid.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Ning Yuan, Zhong Yuemin and others finally arrived at the Shichahai Ice Rink.

In Ningyuan's impression, the Shichahai Ice Rink always seems to be crowded and noisy.

Today is no exception, the ice rink is full of groups of skaters playing around.

As for conflicts and quarrels, there would be one every once in a while, but fortunately they were just minor fights between three or five people.

With such a scale, Ning Yuan was not even interested in taking a look.

Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong and others also arrived with a dozen of their friends, leaving only Fan Xinhua and others from Zoucheng.

Yuan Jun couldn't wait any longer and said to Ning Yuan, "Why don't we go skate on the ice first? When Fan Xinhua and the others arrive, we can just meet up on the ice."

Ning Yuan felt embarrassed to ruin everyone's mood, so he nodded.

After a while, everyone changed into ice skates and skated onto the ice.

As soon as they entered the ice rink, Ning Yuan and Zhong Yuemin were busy. There were acquaintances and friends everywhere. They stopped here to say hello, and there to smoke a cigarette and joke.

Even Feng Sanyuan, whom he had only met yesterday, came over and gave Ning Yuan and Zhong Yuemin a cigarette.

More than half an hour passed, and Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong and their group had already rushed into the ice rink and were having a great time, but Ning Yuan and Zhong Yuemin were still wandering around not far from the entrance of the rink.

Ning Yuan and Feng Sanyuan finished chatting and were about to walk onto the ice when they suddenly heard a noisy shouting and cursing coming from the entrance.

Originally, Ning Yuan felt that quarrels were nothing new here and was about to ignore it, but at this moment Zhong Yuemin grabbed Ning Yuan and motioned him to look back.

Ning Yuan looked back and was speechless. It turned out that the people who were arguing at the door were none other than Fan Xinhua and others, whom they had been waiting for for a long time but had not shown up.

This time he couldn't stay out of it, so Ning Yuan said hello to Feng Sanyuan and then slid towards the door.

Zhong Yuemin looked at the situation and felt that the group of people who were shouting at Fan Xinhua and the others were a bit too many, so he went to the ice to call Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong's group first.

It wasn't too far away, and Ning Yuan skated over in a few minutes. He kicked off his skates, changed into cotton shoes, and walked straight towards Fan Xinhua and others.

"Fatty, what's going on?" Ning Yuan asked directly after walking closer.

"These bastards came over and directly took off Liu Ping's wool hat. Zou Cheng and I just came over and were stopped by them."

Fatty Fan pointed at a bald-headed young man next to him. Sure enough, someone had pulled his hat off his head, and his hair was all messed up.

Liu Ping often plays with Ning Yuan and the others, so we definitely can't just ignore him.

Ning Yuan was wearing a military officer's woolen coat, had a tall stature, and indeed had a very imposing aura.

After turning around, he took two steps forward, raised his hand and slapped the young man leading the opposite group hard.

The young man opposite was completely unprepared for this sudden attack. After being slapped back two steps, he became furious and rushed forward again with a kitchen knife in hand.

Ning Yuan had already taken out a triangular scraper at this time. After dodging the grandson's chopping knife, he pressed the scraper directly on his neck.

This young man actually had quite a few brothers behind him. Seeing this, more than 20 of them took out their weapons and prepared to besiege Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan exerted force with his hand, and the blade directly cut through the skin. A trace of blood flowed down his neck, and then he shouted to the crowd behind him.

"If anyone dares to move again, I'll pierce his neck!"

The leading young man felt the pain and finally calmed down. After lowering his arm, he shouted to the twenty or so young men behind him, "Don't move!"

Then he looked at Ning Yuan and said, "Brother, I'm screwed today. What's your name?"

Ning Yuan ignored him and instead signaled Fan Xinhua to step forward and take back the wool hat that was snatched away by these grandsons.

Then he pulled off the felt hat on the leading young man's head and threw it into Fan Xinhua's hands.

Then he slowly said, "My name is Ning Yuan. If you don't accept it, I will fight you here at this time tomorrow!"

This guy was afraid of the sharp scraper on his neck, so even if he was slapped in the face and his hat was stolen, he could only swallow his anger.

"Okay, Ning Yuan, right? I've got it. Let's go!"

He slowly turned his neck away, and did not respond to the argument. He just said a few polite words, then called on the group of young men behind him to leave quickly.

Ning Yuan didn't make things difficult for him at this time. After letting them go, he was about to invite Fan Xinhua and the others to go on the ice.

Ning Yuan didn't take this little scene seriously at all.