Chapter 277: Kung fu is not weak

Chapter 277: Kung fu is not weak

Although Nan Ping has an unscrupulous temperament, she has always seen it clearly. She knows who she depends on for her prosperity and wealth, so she has always respected Nan Yi.

"What you said is right. If the three-bedroom and four-bedroom households are in charge, we may not have any good fruit to eat."

Although Sanfang has a good temper, he is not someone to be trifled with.

Sifang is even more powerful and stunning, if Sifang becomes the family, no one will be able to tolerate him.

"I just hope that this child Nanjun has a good temper, and don't be like her mother, who beats and kills at every turn."

Nan Ping murmured dissatisfiedly that what she feared most in her life was this elder sister who beat her up since she was a child.

"I also saw a young man at the side of the young lady, who I heard is the young lady's fiancé. Looking at that appearance, the young lady loves him very much."

"What? Fiancée?"

Nan Ping and the Wei family looked at each other for a moment, but they all knew that the daughter of the first wife had an engagement with the second son of the Duke of Yang's mansion when she was one year old. Government account?

"Hmph! That's fine, I see that the second young master of the Yang family is not a good guy, after all these years of Ah Jun's disappearance, he is very close to Nan Qing of the third family!"

Nan Ping scolded lightly in disdain, although she didn't bother with the soft temper of the third child, she looked down on the daughter of the third child's family. Several daughters.

"Don't dare to talk nonsense. If it reaches the ears of the elder sister, I will blame you again."

Wei's mouth talked about his own wife, but in his heart he planned to prepare a generous gift, first to meet the future young monarch.

If Nan Jun becomes the family, the man she brought back is very likely to be in charge of the central government, and the whole house has to be decided by others.

The second room is very lively, and the third room is also very lively.

After hearing that Nan Jun was brought back to the mansion by Nan Yi, Nan An's face turned green.

"This Nan Yi is really good at finding the child who has been missing for so many years!"

Nan An was so angry that she had already dropped a set of tea sets. She had been hiding her temperament all these years, pretending to be gentle and kind, wasn't it just to gain Nan Yi's trust?

Now that Nan Yi has found her own daughter, it is impossible for her third-bedroom daughter to make decisions in the Nan family in the future. How can she bear this?

"Yes, my subordinates have seen it with their own eyes, that... the young lady looks exactly like the general, so it's absolutely unmistakable."

The woman in black kneeling on the ground whispered.

"Oh! It's fate, even that kind of poison can't kill her, and God has treated her too kindly!"

"Master, be careful that the walls have ears."

"Hmph! Even if Nanjun comes back, it doesn't matter. How can a girl who grew up in a rural mountain village bear the burden of my Nanfu? Since she insists on looking for ugly, we will help her. Qing'er is back, I have something to tell her."

To say that the most peaceful place is Sifang, after hearing that Nan Yi brought her daughter back to the mansion, Nanning was not surprised at all.

She knew that Nan Yi had never given up looking for Nan Jun's whereabouts all these years, as long as Nan Jun didn't die, Nan Yi would bring her back one day.

Now that the third house is the big one, and Miss Yi returns to the mansion, there will be a lot of excitement!

Before noon, many people came outside the gate of Zhuxi Garden who wanted to see the young lady, but the general told him that the young lady didn't see anyone, and all those people were stopped by the housekeeper.

After Qiao Yun and Nan Jun woke up, Nan Jun ordered the housekeeper to find an experienced old man to teach Qiao Yun how to behave.

The old butler didn't dare to neglect, and directly sent his husband to Zhuxi Garden.

Nan Jun changed into white clothes, she hadn't worn such clothes for a long time, and she still missed them a little.

A white shadow disappeared directly in Zhuxi Garden, and went to Nan Yi's study in the direction pointed by the housekeeper.

Nan Yi, who was sitting in front of the desk, felt a gust of wind coming, and tried to block it, and the two became entangled like this.

Nan Jun deliberately suppressed some of his skill, and fought with Nan Yi for dozens of rounds before the two stopped.

Nan Yi looked at her daughter in surprise. She had always thought that this daughter grew up in the countryside and knew nothing but the poems and books taught by the scholar. She didn't expect this child's martial arts to be somewhat better than her own.

"Your kung fu..."

"It's just a coincidence, otherwise how could Yun'er and I grow up alive?"

Nan Jun didn't answer Nan Yi's question directly, such an ambiguous answer is the easiest to confuse. After all, it is impossible for Nan Jun to tell her that his kung fu was brought by his previous life.

"Auspicious person, Ah Jun is worthy of being the daughter of my Nan family!"

Nan Yi excitedly patted Nan Jun on the shoulder, thinking that he would find Nan Jun to come to the study to discuss matters in two days, but Nan Yi came to the door on his own initiative.

"Do you want to see the secret guards first, or do you want to hear about the situation in Beijing and China first?"

Nan Yi personally poured a cup of tea for Nan Jun, then untied a black black jade token from his waist, and handed it to Nan Jun.

Nan Jun stroked the piece of black jade, and he understood in his heart that this was the token representing the identity of the Nan family to order the hidden guards.

"Listen before you see."

Nan Jun took the jade tablet, and sat on the sidelines listening to Nan Yi tell her about the complex relationship in Nanfu and the power relations among the various ministries in the court.

At nightfall, Nan Yi cleared his dry throat and sighed helplessly.

She originally said to tell Nan Jun part of it first, and the rest tomorrow, but Nan Jun disagreed and insisted that she finish it all at once.

That's good, her mouth was dry when she said it, and she didn't know how much the child remembered.

Watching Nan Jun get up, Nan Yi also stood up.

"Walk."

"Walk?"

Nan Yi looked at the daughter in front of him in puzzlement, where is this child going to take her in the middle of the night?

"Don't you want to see the hidden guard?"

"Now?"

"Um."

In the end, under Nanjun's insistence, Nanyi dragged her tired body to Anbu, and it was not until Choushi that Nanjun returned to Zhuxiyuan.

Qiao Yun was already sound asleep, Nan Jun felt the darkness and went to bed, Qiao Yun sniffed and rubbed over.

Even if he didn't wake up, he knew who the person lying next to him was.

Nan Jun leaned close to the man's forehead and pressed a kiss, then slowly closed his eyes.

For some reason, Nan Jun couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Nan Yi's words still echoed in her ears, maybe because she didn't grow up in the capital, she always felt that the interpersonal relationship in this life was more complicated than previous lives.

Thinking of her so-called fiancé in Nan Yi's mouth, Nan Jun couldn't help but open his eyes and look at the person beside him.

No matter who that person is or what his identity is, she only has Qiao Yun alone.

Nan Jun and Nan Yi said this very clearly, but Nan Yi did not force her to agree to this marriage.