Chapter 20：

In the late spring afternoon, the sun was warm and the spring breeze blew through, making people feel more comfortable.

Jiang Ningbao was walking towards the gate with Dingguo Xie Xun. She was quite happy, her footsteps were light, her eyebrows were all smiling, like a blooming flower, exuding a charming fragrance.

Dingguo Xie Xun, a cold and innocent man, Rao has a firm mind, and repeatedly told himself that he promised to marry a little girl for the sake of responsibility, but the thought of the little girl next to him would one day become his little wife, and he could n’t help but panic There was a strange ripple.

The two walked side by side in a harmonious atmosphere.

The men are handsome and upright, the women are petite and beautiful, and the extremes of masculine coldness and tenderness are displayed to them.

The subordinates in the government glanced far at the future hostess of the state government palace, and their eyes were filled with joy and respect. Only the subordinates who were loyal to Xiezi were complicated in heart.

In fact, Miss Jiang Si is really good, gentle and beautiful, and has a unique temperament.

I do not know why Shizi retired.

Perhaps the young lady of Anyuanhoufu is more attractive?

"Grandpa, what do you like to do in your spare time?" Jiang Ningbao asked with a smile and whispered softly, presuming the lifestyle and hobbies of Guogong.

"Copy the Buddhist scriptures?"

Dingguo Xie stepped back, hesitated, and his voice was as cold and low as ever.

Jiang Ning Baodi, did not expect that Dingguo ’s leisure pastime was to copy the Buddhist scriptures, and then thought about it. In addition to Dingguo ’s repressing the evil spirit by the open beads, recitation of the scriptures or copying the Buddhist scriptures also have a meditation and stability.

Her gaze fell on the rosewood bead bracelet on Dingguo ’s wrist. Unconsciously, her mind filled a lingering Dingguo with a handsome face as hard as a knife, sitting straight in the case. The scene of serious and sincere copying of the sutras at the table.

Jiang Ningbao's heart twitched, and his heart instantly fluttered like something was hit.

Dingguo Xie Xuan keenly felt the little girl's strangeness, stopped and gazed at her with her head down, her voice deep and cold.

"you're uncomfortable?"

Jiang Ningbao Qiao blushed, and she even thought about it in front of Grandpa Guo, and quickly shook her head.

"I'm fine, Grandpa Guo, can you give me a copy of the Buddhist scriptures?" After that, Jiang Ningbao's beautiful eyes stared at Dingguo, his eyes filled with expectations.

Dingguo Gong Xie Xuan's eyes glanced over his hesitation. The Buddhist scriptures that he usually copied were stained with evil spirits, but when he thought of the little girl not being affected by evil spirits, he nodded, "Okay."

After that, he invited the follower of the black clothes to tell him, the black clothes left quietly, less than a tea time, the black clothes came back, and brought a copy Diamond Sutra".

Dingguo Xie Xun saw this "The Diamond Sutra", which turned out to be the Buddhist scripture he had copied five years ago. He dug it a little and gave it to the little girl next to him.

"The Buddhist scriptures you want."

Jiang Ningbao's mouth turned up, he took the sutra from his hand, opened it with expectation, and was stunned.

The words on the Buddhist scriptures are strong and powerful, penetrating the back of the paper, sharp and sharp, showing the momentum of the past and the evil spirit of the sky.

Words like their people.

Ding Guogong has a strong hand, and his well-characterized words make Jiang Ningbao marvel.

But this is the Buddhist scripture, copying the Buddhist scripture into such a wicked atmosphere, except for Dingguo, I am afraid that there is no one.

Jiang Ningbao sighed silently in his heart.

If it is someone else, it will definitely be misunderstood, but Dingguo is the exception. It is not his original intention to copy the sutra of the Buddhist scriptures.

Maybe copying the Buddhist scriptures can really resolve his evil spirits.

The Buddha was compassionate and all sentient beings.

Seeing the little girl opened the Buddhist scripture on the spot, Ding Guogong, who was always as stable as Mount Tai, couldn't help but fix her eyes on her beautiful side face, and even a hint of tension appeared in her heart.

This is unprecedented.

Ding Guogong was shocked.

Jiang Ningbao casually closed the Diamond Sutra and decided to go back and store the Buddhist scripture in a box. She smiled at the Dingguo public exhibition and said, "The Buddhist scripture is very good. I like it very much."

Dingguo Xie Xun has recovered his calmness, as if the tension just now was an illusion, and said quietly: "Um."

"I'm good at brewing. I've made a lot in the past few years. I will give you a few altars tomorrow. I can't refuse." Jiang Ningbao smiled and drew the Buddhist scriptures of Ding Guo, raised the Buddhist scripture in Yang's hand, and said quite lightly.

"it is good."

Dingguo Xie Xun hesitated.

Jiang Ningbao was happy. She deliberately used a little caution, starting with the delivery of wine, and moisturizingly invaded his life, allowing Ding Guogong to get used to her existence.

"Grandfather Guo, do you usually write off the discounts?" Jiang Ningbao asked curiously.

"No, the Buddhist scriptures are the exception."

Dingguo Xie stepped aside, quietly.

When copying Buddhist scriptures, he will not suppress the evil spirit on his body, so the words of the Buddhist scriptures will be stained with strong evil spirits. The Diamond Sutra sent to the little girl was copied by him five years ago, and the evil spirits dispersed a lot.

But others still couldn't read it up close.

Women in particular are easily attacked by the evil spirits in the Buddhist scriptures.

"So it is, Grandpa Guo, what do you usually do besides copying the Buddhist scriptures?" Jiang Ningbao put the Buddhist scriptures in his cuffs and continued to inquire into his living habits with interest.

"Training martial arts."

Dingguo Xie Xun walked forward steadily and replied softly.

Jiang Ningbao's eyes brightened: "Can you practice your inner strength?" In the last days, she practiced the ancient martial arts methods published by major bases.

It is a pity that after the birth of this life, the father and mother loved it. There were more than a dozen women-in-laws who were serving around. They could not secretly practice martial arts. They could only make medicinal wine and polish the foundation. Looking down, in fact, she can knock down seven or eight strong men with bare hands.

Had it not been for her hands when she was seven years old, she threw her whip and rolled down a tree, which scared her father and mother, and her mother Yang would not stare at her to learn the etiquette of every lady.

Jiang Ningbao sighed endlessly.

"Very well qualified."

Dingguo answered quietly.

Jiang Ningbao secretly said that the military commanders of the Dayue Dynasty would all learn martial arts. Not everyone could practice internal force at the words of the Grandpa. This was the same as the ancient martial arts method she knew. After a moment of groaning, Jiang Ningbao tentatively asked: "The Grandpa , Do you think women's martial arts are good? "

In ancient times, most men hoped that their true wife, Zhen Jing, was gentle and gentle.

But there are many women in the door.

In fact, Jiang Ningbao didn't want to be a pretty girl. She was raised in deep boudoirs. She prefers fresh clothes and angry horses to live freely, but Yang's mother-in-law, who was born in the Shuxiang family, wanted her to be a gentle and gentle lady. After the marriage, she was a man to be praised by everyone.

Dingguo stopped and looked at her beautiful face quietly.

"Do you want to practice martial arts?"

There was a hint of surprise in Jiang Ningbao's eyes, but Ding Guogong thought she wanted to practice martial arts. She immediately hit the snake with her stick, and her pink lips slightly tilted.

"May I?"

Dingguo Xie's gaze stayed on her lovely face for a moment, remembering the little girl who said that the little prince of the King of Rui's Palace was blocking people in the street, she nodded: "Yes."

The little girl was born with good looks, and in case of danger, she also had the ability to protect herself.

"Grandpa, please advise me in the future."

Jiang Ningbao smiled slyly, she was really smart, and she created a good opportunity to cultivate her feelings.

Dingguo Xie Xunshou.

"Grandpa, I have had the ability since childhood. The effect of using ordinary brewing recipes is amazing. You must remember to help me keep this secret." Jiang Ningbao lowered his voice and spoke softly and softly.

Today, a jar of medicinal wine was given to Mrs. Xie, and Jiang Ningbao was ready to be exposed.

"it is good."

Dingguo Xie's pupils shrank, and a clear emotion passed over the diffused eyes, and the cold lines on the face softened unconsciously.

"I also brewed the flower wine in Jinjiang Tea House, but these flowers have been added with water, and the effect is not amazing, which is not comparable to the sky-priced wine of Shangyun Winery."

Jiang Ningbao said with a smile.

"I know." Dingguo Xie said quietly.

Jiang Ningbao: "..."

The two continued to move forward side by side. Xu was because of the lingering evil spirit in Ding Guogong. All the subordinates retreated, and only Jiang Ningbao smiled and spoke to Ding Guogong.

The eyes of the people of Dingguo Government looked at Jiang Ningbao with admiration.

No wonder the old lady said that Miss Jiang Si would be the future hostess of the Guo Gongfu. Only Miss Jiang Si could approach the Ding Guo Gong so easily.

So Miss Jiang Si is special.

Chunxi held a delicate box in his hand, followed far behind, and did not dare to get too close. When he approached, it was like a drowning fish, choking and uncomfortable.

The steward Zhao on the side glanced at Chunxi's blushing complexion and smiled: "If you feel unwell, we can stay a little further away, the Grandpa will not care."

Chunxi blushed embarrassed.

"Thank you, steward Zhao."

The steward Zhao deliberately slowed down, and was farther away from Ding Guogong, and Chunxi's face was finally much better.

Even after a long journey, Jiang Ningbao looked at the door near the door, sighed silently, waited for the carriage, and couldn't talk to Dingguo like this.

Xu Shi Jiang Ningbao's resentment was too great. When she and Dingguo Xie Xun stepped out of the gate, Xie Shizi, who went to Anyuan Houfu to get married, came back at this time.

Looking at the mighty guards not far away, especially the handsome man who led the horse rushing in, wearing a dark red silver thread brocade robe.

And a familiar carriage next to him.

Jiang Ningbao: "..."

What kind of fate is this? I ran into the ex-fiance and hostess Yang Shuqing at the gate of Dingguo's government office.