Old Master Ning had received too much news, so he was a little uneasy now.
"Grandpa, don't think too much. Let's face it calmly," Jiang Ying comforted.
Old Master Ning swallowed. Could he face this matter calmly? This was a matter of nobility, a matter of the entire Ning family.
Old Master Ning really wanted to return to his ancestral grave to offer incense and tell his ancestors that they had brought honor to their ancestors.
Seeing the old man's excitement, Jiang Ying couldn't help but laugh. He said, "Grandpa, in a few days, I'll go to the capital to tell Brother Crown Prince about your fief."
"By the way, you were just talking about the fief. Will we still have a fief after we're conferred a title?" Old Master Ning asked.
"Of course. Yueyue also has a fief. I might be able to get your fiefs to be closer to each other when the time comes. That way, it would be convenient to come and go," Jiang Ying said.
