Chen Qingyin stood there in a daze, with a wavering look in her eyes.
Hu Mianmian tilted her little head, looking at her mother, then raised her head to look at the handsome uncle who was holding her.
Neither of them spoke again, but looked at each other with complicated eyes.
Across the garden full of fiery maple leaves and across the falling autumn scenery.
Chen Qingyin seemed to see herself standing here four years ago, admiring the scenery with him.
She came to her senses very quickly and hid the redness that was gradually rising in her eyes.
"Mianmian, come back to your mother."
The man looked at the little one in his arms and chose to put her on the ground and let her walk over by herself.
Unexpectedly, Hu Mianmian grabbed his sleeve with her little hand.
"Uncle, what's your name? You just saved me. Tell me your name. I'll ask my mother to go to your house to thank you later!"
The little guy blinked his big round black eyes and looked at him softly and cutely.
Chen Qingyin's face suddenly turned red, and she hurried over to hold Hu Mianmian's hand.
"Mianmian!"
In contrast, the man was not so embarrassed. He bent down and gave the little guy a gentlemanly smile.
"My uncle's surname is Ning, his name is Guanzhou, and he lives at No. 12, Ding'an Lane."
Chen Qingyin was somewhat helpless. Her daughter was just talking nonsense, so why did Ning Guanzhou answer her seriously?
Hu Mianmian waved her hand and arranged for Linlang: "Write it down quickly. When the time comes, mother will take me to thank my benefactor uncle!"
Linlang naturally knew the relationship between the Lord Ning in front of her and her own wife.
She laughed dryly. Even she was embarrassed and wanted to go underground, let alone Madam
Chen Qingyin pulled Hu Mianmian behind her.
She coughed dryly and said, "Master Ning, I am just joking. Please don't mind me. Master Ning saved my daughter just now. I am very grateful. I will send someone to send a thank-you gift to your house."
After saying that, she lowered her head and said, "Then I won't disturb Master Ning from enjoying the scenery."
Chen Qingyin took Hu Mianmian's hand and wanted to leave, but unexpectedly, Ning Guanzhou's clear and steady voice came from behind.
"Qingyin, let's have a cup of tea together."
Chen Qingyin paused and stopped.
Hu Mianmian looked up and saw her mother frowning slightly, as if she was melancholy.
Before Chen Qingyin could answer, the little guy turned around and asked in a baby voice, "Are there any cakes? If so, let's go."
Ning Guanzhou was startled and amused by the cleverness of this little guy.
"Yes, what do you like to eat?"
Hu Mianmian immediately let go of her mother's hand and ran towards Ning Guanzhou.
"Hey! Mianmian!"
"There are so many things I like to eat, red bean cakes, fried cherries, soft kidney beans, and cloud candy. Uncle, can you get them all?"
The little guy ran into Ning Guanzhou's arms with ease.
Ning Guanzhou smiled and said, "How difficult is this?"
He looked up and told the secret guard who suddenly appeared: "Write down the lady's request and go to the city to buy it. Go quickly and come back soon."
"yes."
After saying that, Ning Guanzhou held Hu Mianmian and walked in front of Chen Qingyin.
Chen Qingyin looked at the little guy helplessly.
"Lord Ning, I'm sorry to bother you." She sighed softly and nodded to Ning Guanzhou.
"There's no need to say such things between you and me." Ning Guanzhou smiled, his eyes and eyebrows as clear as those of a banished immortal, still as handsome as when he was a teenager.
Han Da recognized them both and took them directly to the private room where Chen Qingyin and Ning Guanzhou used to like to drink tea.
This place is on the second floor, and you can overlook the lake and maple leaves in the villa.
Ning Guanzhou and Hu Mianmian got along very well. At this moment, Hu Mianmian was being held by him, lying on the window, pointing at the scenery outside and asking questions.
"Uncle handsome, why are the mountains over there green?"
"Because what we planted were not red maples, but pine and cypress trees."
Ning Guanzhou said, then pointed to the west: "Go over there, there is another hot spring village, there are jujube trees everywhere, the water is very sweet, wait until winter, uncle will take Mianmian with you, okay?"
Hu Mianmian's eyes lit up and she clapped her hands: "Okay, okay!"
Ning Guanzhou smiled, but his eyes were fixed on Chen Qingyin who was sitting at the table and drinking tea quietly.
She was probably very uncomfortable, her back was straight, her eyes were looking at the table, her expression looked dignified and inviolable.
In fact, Ning Guanzhou knew her too well and knew that she was not at peace at the moment.
Just at this time, the secret guard bought the pastries back.
Ning Guanzhou gently put Hu Mianmian down, and the little guy ran over to enjoy it.
Not long after eating, Hu Mianmian started burping.
Chen Qingyin smiled helplessly.
Her daughter is good in every way except that she is a little greedy and often eats so much that her belly is round.
"Linlang, take Mianmian for a walk. Keep an eye on her and don't let her run to the lake again."
"Yes." Linlang took Hu Mianmian away.
After the little guy left, only Chen Qingyin and Ning Guanzhou were left in the private room.
The two sat in silence, each sipping tea.
After a while, Ning Guanzhou took the initiative to ask: "How are you doing? I heard that Hu Yunshen won a victory and has now been awarded the title of fourth-rank general."
Chen Qingyin pursed her lips: "Just like that."
She answered coldly, and Ning Guanzhou looked at her deeply.
After a moment, Chen Qingyin said, "I haven't congratulated Lord Ning yet. He has been promoted again. This time he has been appointed as the Prime Minister and entered the cabinet. His future is bright."
When it comes to fame and fortune, Ning Guanzhou is somewhat indifferent.
"The more honors the emperor bestows upon me, the greater the responsibility I need to bear. This time I was transferred back to the capital to thoroughly investigate an unjust case of treason committed by the Pang family thirty years ago."
Chen Qingyin had some impression of this case because it caused quite a stir in the capital at that time.
The family of Pang Da, the then Minister of War, was suddenly impeached for treason and secretly selling arms to the enemy country.
The emperor was furious and executed all 92 members of the Pang family.
During those days, blood flowed out of the alley like water.
Chen Qingyin, who was still a little girl at that time, went to the street with her brother to buy things. She could smell the strong smell of blood across the street.
"Unjust case? Has there been any clue? Is it true that Mr. Pang was wrongly accused?"
At the beginning, her father had risked his life to defend Mr. Pang's innocence, but the emperor was furious and would not listen to anyone, otherwise he would implicate and punish them.
Ning Guanzhou nodded: "The emperor already has some suspicions, but he has no evidence. He believes that the real traitor is still hiding behind the scenes. After I return to Beijing, my main task is to investigate the case and find out the mastermind behind it."
Chen Qingyin privately felt that this matter was not easy to handle.
The power in the capital is complex and intertwined, and the case is so old, how should he investigate?
As Ning Guanzhou said, the higher his rank, the higher the emperor's requirements for him.
Some words of caution and concern came to Chen Qingyin's lips, but she swallowed them back.
They have no relationship, so who is she to care about him?
Chen Qingyin could only pick up the teacup, lower her head and sip the tea, pretending to be indifferent.
Seeing her silence, Ning Guanzhou thought for a moment and finally said, "I returned to the capital a few days ago and met the Marquis of Jinyang and his wife. His wife told me that Hu Yunshen brought a pair of widows home."
"I heard that they were quite disrespectful to you, as if they had nothing to fear. Do you want me to help you check whether the mother and daughter are widows?"
In a word, it is like a stone dropped into the lake, creating ripples.