Rebirth of the Forbidden City: The Troublemaker in the Courtyard

Ning Yuan put away the seal in his hand and handed it to Fatty Fan, saying unhappily.

"Fatty, are you short of money now? You're asking me if it's worth anything! This thing has a long history. Did you see the Manchu and Chinese characters on the bottom of the seal?"

Fatty Fan nodded, then shook his head and looked at Ning Yuan and asked.

"I don't understand. What does it say? Where does this thing come from?"

Ning Yuan turned over the seal in Fatty Fan's hand, pointed at the words underneath, and explained it to his brothers.

"Respect Heaven and Serve the People! It's in Manchu on the left and Chinese on the right. This seal must be one of the twenty-five imperial seals of the Qing Dynasty. It's from the Kangxi era, a legitimate Imperial Household Department seal. Do you think it's worth anything?"

"Oh my god, this guy is really rich. What should I do? Find someone to sell this thing to?"

Fatty Fan's eyes were shining as he kept looking at the seal.

Before, he thought that this was just the seal of a prince or nobleman. After all, the houses in their area used to belong to the Manchu royal family.

It's normal to have something hidden here.

But unexpectedly, this seal actually belongs to the palace. Moreover, from what Ning Yuan said, this thing is not an ordinary seal.

Fatty Fan naturally began to calculate how much it was worth.

Ning Yuan snatched the seal from Fatty Fan and wrapped it in yellow silk.

Then he gestured to Fatty Fan to take the wooden box in his other hand, packed the things in it, and then returned it to Fatty Fan.

"It's fate that this thing has come into your hands. Keep it well and keep it as a family heirloom. If you run out of money, just tell me. Don't even think about it anymore!"

Seeing that Ning Yuan was serious, Fatty Fan chuckled, nodded immediately, and stuffed the small wooden box back into the hole under the wall.

Ning Yuan looked at Fatty Fan's actions and hurriedly reminded him.

"Fatty, you can't find another place to hide. That place isn't safe either. Besides, I forgot to mention that the wooden box is also a valuable item. It smells like sandalwood. Keep it well!"

After hearing what Ning Yuan said, Fatty Fan stopped what he was doing and took out the small box with great effort.

"This, this thing, if I don't hide it here, I have nowhere else to hide it. What if someone comes in and rummages through it? Wouldn't it be a waste?"

Ning Yuan rolled his eyes at Fatty Fan and then spoke arrogantly.

"Just leave it at home. Damn it, in this city, there's someone so stupid that he doesn't want to be around anymore and dares to run wild in our yard!"

Tian Erliang also echoed.

"Just find a random box or cabinet and put it there. We brothers are all in the city, including Brother Yuan. I really don't believe anyone would dare to mess with us!"

Fatty Fan thought about it and realized that this was the truth. He then happily opened the wardrobe and put the wooden box inside.

Seeing Fatty Fan put his things away and come out to show off to his brothers, Zou Cheng spoke directly.

"You've made a killing, so how are you planning to treat us guys tonight to celebrate?"

Although Ning Yuan did not agree, he looked at Fatty Fan happily.

Not to mention Tian Erliang, he clapped his hands and started to make a noise.

"How about we have hot pot hot pot tonight, Fatty? Or Dong Lai Shun?"

The fat man waved his hand, pretending to be impatient, and said to Tian Erliang.

"Eat, eat, eat. All you do is eat. What's wrong with you? You just finished lunch. Have you digested it yet?"

Seeing Fatty Fan's money-grubber look, Ning Yuan and the others gave Fatty Fan a good beating before leaving the house and returning home.

Zou Cheng and Tian Erliang were not in the same courtyard, so they ran straight out of the gate.

Ning Yuan, although his family also lives in this courtyard, the house has been torn up a lot and is currently being renovated. When he came back this time, he just happened to go over and take a look.

After looking at the progress, Ning Yuan was also a little surprised. This group of people worked quite quickly. The house had been almost cleaned up and it was estimated that it would be completed in another three to five days.

When the time comes, all you have to do is move in the newly bought furniture and daily necessities.

But Ning Yuan was not in a hurry. After all, he came from the future and was used to airing out his new house.

After inspecting the progress, Ning Yuan rode his bicycle back to Caishikou.

He had stayed in the No. 2 Courtyard in Shen District for quite some time, so when Ning Yuan returned to the courtyard, it was already dark.

After pushing the bike into the yard, before entering the house, I heard someone inside losing their temper.

Ning Yuan understood as soon as he heard it. This must be his mother scolding Ning Wei.

Not to mention that he was never home all day, but every day when he came home he was covered in dust and dirt, and even had other people's blood on him.

The parents can accept this situation.

After Ning Yuan parked his bicycle, he pushed open the door and walked into the house.

Sure enough, Ning Wei was scolded so hard that he stood in front of the sofa with his head down.

His mother was holding Ning Wei's changed military shirt in her hand, still looking upset.

After seeing his brother come back, Ning Wei looked up at Ning Yuan, then frantically winked at his brother, asking him to help persuade his mother.

Ning Yuan took a look, took a deep breath, and came over with a grin.

"Mom, why are you so angry? Did Ning Wei make you angry again?"

Zhong Yan angrily threw the white military shirt in her hand onto the coffee table and said to Ning Yuan.

"Look at your white clothes, now covered in dirt and blood. What are you doing all day? And you, as an older brother, why don't you keep an eye on your brother? What are you busy doing all day?"

Ning Yuan knew that the fire would burn him if he was not careful, so he prepared himself mentally before coming over.

As expected, when my mother gets angry, she can no longer care about anything else. She would kick every dog ​​that passes by.

Meng Qing was smart and hid in the kitchen early to prepare dinner.

"No, Mom, let me take a look. Don't be angry, don't be angry. Ning Wei is still young. Can you still lock him up at home every day and not let him go out?"

Ning Yuan said this as he picked up the clothes Ning Wei had taken off the coffee table, took a look at them, and threw them back on the coffee table.

After listening to Ning Yuan's comfort, Zhong Yan calmed down a little. After sitting on the sofa, she sighed and said to Ning Yuan and Ning Wei.

"Mom knows what you two did to help your dad some time ago. It scares me every time I think about it. Do you two know how I'd live if something happened to me?"

Ning Yuan sat down next to his mother and patted her back to comfort her.

"Mom, isn't it all over? My dad is safe now. I promise I won't take risks again!"

When Zhong Yan heard this, she suddenly looked up and looked at Ning Wei again.

"You know it, look at your brother, does he know it?"