"There have been two strange things happening in Beijing recently."
"One was Ning Qin, the son of the Duke of Ning. He was walking peacefully down the street when someone suddenly appeared, beat him up, and threw him in front of the Duke's mansion."
"He was beaten seven times in just five days. I don't know who this prince offended, but he just beat him up and did nothing else. Isn't that strange?"
The mung bean cake man grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the sunflower seed woman.
"I think it's most likely due to some emotional debt."
"The young lady was so angry that she could only beat him up to vent her anger. But she felt sorry for him, so she sent him back to the Duke's Mansion so that they could treat him."
The sunflower seed girl asked, "Is there another strange thing?"
"If this happened to someone else, it might be considered weird, but when it happened to him, it seemed normal."
The mung bean cake man kept the secret a little.
They both stared at him, waiting for him to continue.
"There's talk of him being misogynistic. He won't let any woman get close to him, and will keep her at least ten feet away. He doesn't care about age, even two-year-olds."
"Who is this man? Doesn't that mean he can't even get married?" The watermelon lady couldn't help but ask.
The mung bean cake man chuckled twice, "Who else could it be? Of course it's our wise and mighty General Rong. Who else could do such a thing?"
The sunflower seed woman and the watermelon woman nodded in unison, saying that it was something he could do.
Speak of Cao Cao and he will appear.
When Rong Baichuan resigned from his job and returned home, he saw that the pastry stall in front of the mansion was full of women, blocking his way home. So he jumped over the wall and entered his home.
"Who is it?" The guard immediately drew his sword and pointed it at the person who suddenly jumped in.
The next second, he saw who it was, "General? Why don't you go through the main gate in broad daylight?"
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Ningguo Mansion.
Ning Qin sat in front of his house again with a bruised face.
He has gotten used to it and is now very calm, very calm...
"Prince, how about we go in and apply some medicine?" The doorman asked carefully while squatting beside him.
He got used to it too.
He was no longer the same doorman who had run in panic and yelled.
He is quite stable now.
He took out a bottle of ointment from his bosom and said, "Maybe you can put some on your face first. Otherwise, if the Crown Prince's wife sees it, she will be distressed again."
Ning Qin raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth, and let out a hiss.
It hurts! Yesterday's injury hasn't healed yet, and today it hit the same spot again.
The number and force of the punches and kicks were exactly the same; it seemed like the same person had been beating him these past few days.
Ning Qin was puzzled.
Who did he offend?
He beat someone up and then kindly sent him home! I don’t know whether I should thank him or not!
The carriage from the Ning Mansion slowly drove over. Qin Mengyu pushed open the door and saw Ning Qin sitting at the door applying medicine.
His eyes turned away uncomfortably, somewhat afraid to look.
"Meng Yu..." Seeing the person in the carriage, Ning Qin immediately stood up and limped over to help the person down.
"Is Grandma all right?"
Today is the 15th day of the seventh lunar month, and the yin energy is quite heavy. The elderly have weak physical conditions, so it is inevitable that they will suffer from some illnesses.
After receiving the news this morning, Qin Mengyu rushed back to visit.
"Just caught a cold, nothing serious."
Qin Mengyu glanced at the new bruises on Ning Qin's face.
"Qin Lang was beaten again?" There was some worry, but not much.
When I went home today and told my father about this, I found out that it was my father who arranged for someone to beat me up.
When asked the reason, he said nothing, only that Ning Qin would make mistakes in the future and he wanted to teach him a lesson in advance.
"Alas..." Ning Qin sighed. "I've been thinking about all the connections lately and sent people to investigate, but there's nothing. Everyone I've offended wants to kill me. I don't know why it's just like this."
Qin Mengyu turned her head away guiltily, "Maybe it's just some small grudges. I'll just be more careful next time..."
I couldn't help him even though I wanted to, so I could only silently support him back to the house to apply medicine.
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After the Rong Mansion's carriage left the Qin Mansion, it turned out of the city and went up Wulin Mountain in the suburbs.
The Rong family tombs are here.
When Rong Baichuan's family arrived, the second wife and the two elderly people were already preparing to go back.
The old marquis was very dissatisfied when he saw Rong Baichuan coming at this time, and his face looked very sour.
"Why are you here at this time?"
Rong Baichuan suppressed his indifferent expression and slightly raised the corners of his lips.
"Father, if you have something to do, please go back first. We will go and offer sacrifices to Mother and then come back."
The old marquis snorted heavily, turned around and got into the carriage.
Rong Baichuan has been increasingly disobeying him recently, and the old marquis is very angry.
Rong Chaoxi looked at the old man who was climbing onto the car.
[Falling flat on his face…]
Just as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew and the stool under the old man's feet tilted.
With a "click", the old man fell to the ground.
"Ouch, my foot..."
The old man fell to the ground, holding his sprained ankle and screaming in pain.
Rong Baichuan immediately surrounded him and asked, "Father, are you okay?"
I turned my head and looked at Chaoxi, so naughty.
The old man was stuffed into the carriage, and Rong Qi Wang and his family were told to go back quickly to ask a doctor for treatment, as he was most likely to have a broken bone.
Looking at the carriage going away, Rong Baichuan's mouth corners suddenly dropped.
He finally understood why the old man didn't visit his mother during the Qingming Festival and the Ghost Festival every year.
I didn’t dare to look at it!
"Husband..." Qin Nanjing grabbed his sleeve worriedly.
Rong Baichuan patted the back of her hand and soothed her, "I'm fine. Go see mother and then go back. It's a little late today."
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