This afternoon, Zhong Mingwei and Gu Changlin drank tea and chatted, and Gu Changlin talked about his past friendship with Ding Yunwen. Both of them were full of emotion.
"In this way, it's really not the tears and snot of the subordinates that invited Mr. Gu, but Master Ding's face." Pang Yi laughed, reaching for the last big bone in the bowl. "Speaking of which, Mr. Ding is my husband and father-in-law Taishan. I really feel sorry for my grandfather, I can't take care of myself, and I still think about my grandfather so much... Oops!"
Pang Yi was talking vigorously. As a result, Zhong Mingwei slapped him on the hand, and Pang Yi immediately put down the big bone, and looked at Zhong Mingwei aggrievedly. Muttering softly: "Madam said. There is a bone for me to eat..."
Zhong Mingwei ignored him, and brought the whole soup bowl in front of him in a loud voice, while lifting his chin. Chong Pang Yi said: "You have to eat and heat it yourself. There is plenty of meat at home. Do it yourself."
"When I see Madam again, see if I don't sue..." Pang Yi muttered indignantly. While obediently lighting a fire to steam sticky bean buns and stewed pork, he seemed to remember something. He patted his thigh and said to Zhong Mingwei, "Master, guess what? You really guessed it right! Jin Yiwei really has power in Ninggu Pagoda!"
"Oh? Did you learn something today?" Zhong Mingwei put down the big bone in his hand. While looking at Pang Yi, "Let's talk about what happened."
"Yes, my subordinate obeys." Pang Yi was so busy that he told Zhong Mingwei everything that happened during the day, but the part about Xiao An's was naturally omitted, and he only said that he had an affair with the proprietress. The conflict caused what happened next.
"So Fang Zhifu and the Imperial Forest Army are on one side," Zhong Mingwei nodded, and said with a sigh of relief, "This time we have made the right bet."
"Isn't it? This time when the incident happened, the Yulin Army naturally wanted to make a big fuss. The Jinyiwei side couldn't please us. The Yulin Army is grateful to us," Pang Yi nodded and said, "And I looked at the Jiang family. The Eight Tigers are really arrogant and domineering, and they usually do harm to the village. This time, it is a good thing to sweep up the bullies of this screwdriver, so as to save them from continuing to harm the folks in Ningguta, and to prevent this screwdriver from attacking us suddenly in the future. .”
"The Eight Tigers of the Jiang family?" Zhong Mingwei was taken aback, "Didn't you just say that there were only seven people who fought with you?"
"Yes, there are indeed only seven people, and there is still one youngest of the Jiang family who is not in Ningguta now," Pang Yi explained, "The third youngest of the Jiang family is the most low-key of the eight tigers of the Jiang family. Shenlong sees the head and sees the end, and sometimes does not return to Ninggu Pagoda for several years. I heard from the neighbors that I saw him come back last spring, but he disappeared after a few days, and I don’t know where he went again.”
Zhong Mingwei's fingers trembled a little, he put down the big bone in his hand, wiped his hands, and said in a deep voice: "He should have gone to the capital."
Pang Yi was startled: "Master, how did you know? Could it be that you know the youngest of the Jiang family?"
"Last winter, the person who sent me from the capital to Ninggu Pagoda was named Jiang." After a long while, Zhong Mingwei opened his mouth softly, as if recalling some terrible memory. Continued to speak, "At that time, I thought that the person who sent me to Ninggu Tower must be the Imperial Forest Army, but I didn't expect it to be Jin Yiwei. It seems that father... father was cruel at that time."
The Imperial Forest Army and Jinyiwei belong to two secret forces controlled by Wansui himself, but the purpose of these two forces is different, outsiders don't know, but Zhong Mingwei knows best, Jinyiwei has always been doing shady things, why did Zhong Zhiheng act so abnormally? Send a Jin Yiwei to escort him to Ninggu Tower, which is under the influence of the Imperial Forest Army? This obviously has no deep meaning.
Pang Yi naturally thought of it too, but he was shocked: "Long Live Lord, he... how could he?"
Zhong Mingwei didn't answer him, but silently wiped off the oil stains on his hands, then threw the handkerchief aside, he held his lips bitterly: "Fortunately, there was a queen mother in the palace who was willing to make a fuss for me. Otherwise, how can I survive to this day? I am afraid that I will be on Huangquan Road in the morning."
That's right, if it wasn't for the empress dowager's rage at that time and Zhong Zhiheng's scruples, I am afraid that Zhong Mingwei would have become the ghost of that old Jiang.