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Volume 2: Storms and clouds surging, thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River Chapter 258: Zhou Yong, Secretary of Jing'an

"woke up?"

A voice reached Jiang Ning's ears. When he raised his eyes, he saw Lu Yutong sitting on the chair in front of him, looking straight at him. He looked around, but he was in Qi Yunmeng's side room.

Jiang Ning couldn't get drunk at first with this amount of wine, but the more he drank, the more powerful the grain wine was. When the wind blew, the piece broke for the first time, but the person sitting in front of him,

But it was something he didn't expect.

Jiang Ning quickly opened the quilt and got out of bed. The clothes on his body were still intact. Looking at the sky outside, it was already bright. Then he realized that he had slept all night and the alcohol had passed. He was just a little dry.

Opposite Lu Yutong, he drank two cups of tea and said, "I didn't say anything wrong yesterday..."

"It's not wrong..." Lu Yutong smiled slightly, looking a little tired.

"That's good, I can never drink like this again..." Jiang Ning smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"But you have offended the entire Jiangnan literary world, especially Donglin Academy, which you directly guessed, along with Huang Ziping and his master, Mo Yusheng." Lu Yutong immediately smiled.

Jiang Ning was stunned: "Oh...this was not my original intention. I just drank...you also know..."

Lu Yutong's reaction to Jiang Ning was somewhat unexpected, and he immediately asked: "Now you have turned the literary world of the four provinces south of the Yangtze River upside down. You can write a hundred poems a day, and you have firmly established yourself as the number one talent in the south of the Yangtze River."

Name, no one will dare to question you in the future."

"What happened yesterday was not what I wanted, you know it." Jiang Ning put down the tea cup and said.

"Having said that, things have already happened. I'm afraid Donglin Academy can no longer accommodate you. What are your plans?" Lu Yutong asked.

Jiang Ning frowned: "If even I can't tolerate it, the so-called talents cultivated by places like Donglin Academy are really just tools... Haha, besides, what's there to worry about? I had no intention of doing so.

Stay here forever.”

"Miss Lu... didn't you sleep?" Jiang Ning asked after seeing Lu Yutong yawning and tears flashing in her eyes.

Lu Yutong waved her hand: "I talked with Yunmeng a little late, so it doesn't hurt to take a rest today."

Qi Yunmeng stood at the door. When he heard this conversation, he shook his head helplessly. Lu Yutong couldn't say that she really just sat here all night.

"Okay, it's time for me to go back. I'd better not participate in any poetry meetings like this in the future. Miss Lu, let's have a good rest..." Jiang Ning stood up and saluted Lu Yutong.

Qi Yunmeng pushed the door open and said, "Are you awake? It was already prepared early. Do you want to eat something?"

Lu Yutong glanced at Qi Yunmeng and said, "He is going back soon."

Qi Yunmeng chuckled and said: "You are going back? Then let him go back. Someone came to report just now. The whole palace has been surrounded, everyone is looking for you. Your collection of poems has also been printed overnight.

One copy has been sold for five taels of silver now, do you want to buy one?"

Jiang Ning clapped his hands and sighed: "Hey, if I had known I would have opened a bookstore first, I would have lost a lot of money..."

Qi Yunmeng and Lu Yutong looked at each other and were made to laugh by Jiang Ning.

Outside the hospital, Wen Xuehai tightly held the long sword in his hand and looked upstairs along with the laughter. He had never heard Princess Changping so happy. Is it because of Jiang Ning?

Jiang Ning ate some food before leaving, changed his clothes, and headed south of the city along the causeway.

"Your Majesty, do you want some snacks? Just pick whatever you want, and we'll give you the best deal if the quantity is large..." A waiter smiled honestly at Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning said: "The store gave me the snacks I ordered a few days ago. They were okay to eat. I will take some back today. Do you still have the twelve zodiac signs?"

The clerk said hurriedly: "Of course it is, of course it is, but I don't know if the guest has enough money. Hehe, that is the treasure of our store, and it will not be sold easily."

Jiang Ning patted the sleeve of his right hand with his left hand: "Seventeen taels, eight cents, nine cents, three cents."

The waiter immediately came out of the counter and led Jiang Ning towards the backyard: "Your Majesty, please take a sip of tea first..."

Jiang Ning followed the waiter into the backyard. There were two doors in the backyard. After entering the one on the left, passing through the long corridor and a small bamboo forest, a pastry workshop appeared in front of him. After passing through the workshop, he came to another wall.

The waiter knocked three times on the wall, and the wooden door not far away opened in response.

Wen Xuehai sat at the tea table and ordered a bowl of tea. The Zhao Jinji plaque opposite looked a little dazzling.

"See you, sir." A middle-aged man bowed to Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning raised his hand and sat on the round stool in the room: "What's your name?"

"Young Zhao Zide is in charge of the Jing'an Division's Hangzhou Prefecture. The second master gave orders before he left. He is always at your disposal." Zhao Zide stood up and touched Hunyuan's belly.

"Besides you and my buddy, who else knows about me?" Jiang Ning asked with a frown.

Zhao Zide chuckled and said: "That guy doesn't know either, only the younger one knows. He only knows that you have a relationship with Jing'an Division, but he doesn't know your identity, because Jing'an Division has many informants in Hangzhou, except for me and that person.

Outside, very few people see each other."

"Does Liu Ji know?" Jiang Ning asked.

Zhao Zide was stunned for a moment, then he held his hands and said, "I know, Liu Ji's stinky tofu is delicious..."

"After I go to Jinling, you have to take over Liu Ji's safety. This matter can be prepared now. Also, is there any movement in Manichaeism in Hangzhou?" Jiang Ning asked.

"Don't worry, Sir, Liu Ji's safety. Arrangements will be made tonight. If something unexpected happens..."

"If anything happens, send it to the Prince Consort's Mansion. The bottom line is that people need to be safe."

"Understand that Manichaeism has gathered more than a thousand people outside the city of Hangzhou, mostly to offer sacrifices and worship. On the twenty-fifth day of every month, they open an altar outside a small temple thirty miles west of the city.

, preaching scriptures and teaching Taoism, as for the city, it is quite quiet." Zhao Zide also got the news accidentally, so he paid a little attention to it, but he didn't expect to use it today.

"We need to inform the Prefect's Mansion and the General's Mansion about this news. The Huben Army member who joined the army can also know. As for how they will act, don't get involved for the time being." Jiang Ning said.

"Understood, let's do it now." Zhao Zide said with a cupped hand.

"Hangzhou is very important. The number of people must be at least doubled. As for how to do it, the second largest person must have told you. It must be done years ago."

"Years ago...twice..."

"Why, is it difficult? If it's about money, don't worry. If it's about ability, let's talk about it separately."

"Small... there is no problem. With twice the number of people from the year before, we will definitely make it happen."

"Boss, there are two people looking for you at the door. Are they guests?" Someone suddenly shouted outside the door.

Zhao Zide frowned and shouted to the door: "You're so unlucky. If you want to pay, just coax me away and say I'm dead..."
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