"Yes, Sister She was confiscated into the palace as a slave when she was four years old. It was the beginning of the twentieth year of Jiasheng, and it was not yet the first month. She was implicated in a serious case for 20 years. Her subordinate's parents died, and her subordinate and elder brother There are also a group of survivors of criminal officials who were exiled to Ninggu Pagoda, and their elder brother died in another country, but because of their young age, their younger sister escaped, but they were confiscated into the palace as slaves." He Chengzhi heard Zhong Mingwei asked about the past, and hurriedly I had to wipe my face, and then hurriedly said, "Sister She was born as a criminal official. Even if she was confiscated into the palace as a slave, she must be the most humble and rough palace worker, so I implore the Lord Long Live to order that the subordinate Look up the record of the entry of rough palace servants fifteen years ago."
"You also said just now that your sister entered the palace at the age of four. She is so young that she might not even be able to remember her name and birth date, or...she may not be alive long ago," Zhong Mingwei looked at He Chengzhi, looked at He had an anxious expression on his face, and for some reason, his hands were trembling a little, "Even if you investigate, I'm afraid you will only end up in vain and increase your sorrow. It's better not to investigate, but you can still have a thought in your heart." think."
"My subordinates also thought about what Long Live Lord said. When I was in Ninggu Pagoda, my subordinates thought that I would never return to the capital in this life, so I would never see my younger sister again, so my subordinates can only be my younger sisters. She is no longer alive, and I haven't thought of her for several years, and almost forgot what she looked like, but later, the subordinate became a father," He Chengzhi sighed softly when he heard this, and he suddenly He paused, bit his lips, and then continued, "The eyebrows and eyes of this subordinate's child are very similar to that of a sister-in-law. This subordinate looks at his own child every day, watching him grow up little by little, and will cry and laugh when he sees him. , I also saw that he could talk, and there was never a moment when my subordinates didn't want to give up my sister. When I was a child, my father was strict, and my sister was always afraid to get close to my father, but she was the elder brother of the closest relative..." Speaking of which, He Cheng Zhi's voice became hoarse again, he wiped his face vigorously, finally calmed down his emotions, and then continued, "To tell the truth, since Long Live God pardoned the world, my subordinates have dreamed of giving up Sister, she is still the same as before, with a face carved in jade, but she doesn't smile at her subordinates, she looks at her subordinates with resentment, and stares at her subordinates so coldly without saying a word, subordinates Knowing that this is sister She is blaming her elder brother for not coming to the capital to look for her, and leaving her alone in the capital to suffer." He Chengzhi suddenly smiled bitterly again, his eyes became moist again, "Sister She is really the best Those who love her subordinates, in the past, they had difficulties and could not return to the capital, so she never entered the dreamland of subordinates, making them difficult, until the subordinates got rid of their status as criminals, then she entered the dreamland of subordinates, begging them to come down The capital is looking for her, so naturally the subordinates can't wait for a moment, so they hurriedly begged General Chakhtu to recommend his subordinates to come to the capital."
After saying this, the imperial study room seemed to be a pool of stagnant water. He Chengzhi was still trying to calm down his bitter and depressed mood, but Pang Yi's face became extremely ugly. , four years old, a rough palace man...
Will not!
Will not!
How could there be such an absurd and coincidental thing? !
Pang Yi shook his head vigorously, but looked at Zhong Mingwei uncontrollably. He looked at Zhong Mingwei's face which was also extremely ugly. For a moment, he felt a "click" in his heart. Pang Yi took a deep breath, and cast his eyes on Zhong Mingwei again. He Chengzhi, who was still kneeling on the ground and trembling all over, slowly put his hand on the dagger at his waist. Now that he has become the Minister of the Ministry of War, he will no longer use his sword to wield the stick, but he Being used to being a general, the habit of carrying a knife with him can't be changed. Zhong Mingwei also allowed him to bring a knife into the palace, so he never leaves this short knife, but it hasn't been out of its sheath for a long time. I don't know if it is because of this. Pang Yi's hand on the handle of the knife trembled slightly, this was the first time for him who had practiced martial arts for nearly thirty years.