"Huh?" Zhong Mingwei looked at Gu Changlin without knowing it, "What do you mean?"
"At that time, you'll be able to plow the fields by yourself." Gu Changlin said calmly while eating the watermelon, "Anyway, you are so capable. Where else do you need a cow? Just pull the plow down by yourself. , must be more capable than a cow."
Zhong Mingwei: "..."
"Sir, I know I was wrong! I won't bring Ming Wei to the field again!" Meiya was startled. Immediately, he understood what Gu Changlin meant, and at the moment he blamed himself and was annoyed, while staring at Zhong Mingwei. "You are not allowed to go to the ground with me in the future. Your legs are not good enough. Why are you going to join in the fun? See if you are mad at Mr.!"
Zhong Mingwei: "..."
He knew that this girl would be in the same camp as Old Man Gu!
Sure enough!
snort!
Kong Wenmin looked at the atmosphere with some embarrassment. I was too busy to throw away the watermelon rind in my hand. While changing the subject: "Master, from today onwards, Wen Jie and I will switch. I will be stationed in Nanshan Bieyuan. Let Wen Jie go back to the magistrate's yamen."
"Really?" Kong Wenjie was surprised. He swallowed the watermelon in his mouth in a hurry, and asked while grabbing Kong Wenmin's arm. "Brother, are you serious?"
Kong Wenmin was so disgusted. While patting his sticky hands away, he looked at Kong Wenjie impatiently: "If you don't want to, forget it."
"Yes! Yes! I'm going to pack my luggage now!" Kong Wenjie immediately jumped up from the ground, happily running towards his room. Then, before Mei Ya finished eating a piece of watermelon, he saw him running towards the stable like the wind with this little bundle in his hand.
"Is he so happy?" Meiya couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when she heard the sound of hoofbeats outside, "We haven't treated him badly, every meal has meat, and what he eats It's quite cheerful, I wish I could even lick the bottom of the plate... "
"No, that kid has something on his mind, madam, don't be as knowledgeable as him." Kong Wenmin explained with a smile in a hurry.
"I just said it casually, where did I pay attention?" Meiya smiled at Kong Wenmin in a hurry, and while finishing the remaining watermelon in her hand, she looked at Kong Wenmin again, as if she suddenly remembered something, " By the way, Guard Kong, how is your chess game?"
Kong Wenmin was startled, he really didn't expect Meiya to ask this, so he hurriedly said, "It's just so-so."
"Then is it closer to a horse or a tiger?" Meiya asked with her head tilted.
Now everyone looked at Meiya silently, all with expressions of "what do you want to say?"
"Oh, what I mean is, if you are close to the horse's level, then play chess with Mr. Gu," Meiya hastily explained, "If you are close to the tiger's level, then play chess with Ming Wei."
Zhong Mingwei couldn't help giving a "puchi" smile, and the annoyance in his heart dissipated immediately, while nodding to Meiya: "That's right, this metaphor is quite appropriate."
Gu Changlin, on the other hand, looked unhappy, glared at Meiya angrily, and continued to eat watermelon sullenly.
"No, no!" Pang Yi finished the watermelon in his hand in three mouthfuls, and before he swallowed sharply, he said vaguely, "Mr. Gu is a lame horse! Our master is a tiger!"
"Hahaha!" In the next second, Meiya and Zhong Mingwei laughed unsteadily, and even Kong Wenmin, who was always serious about smiling, couldn't help holding their lips.
"You little bastard!" Gu Changlin yelled angrily, and threw the melon rind in his hand towards Pang Yi's face. His ear fell against the wall behind him, Gu Changlin snorted again, and then angrily went back to his small courtyard with his hands behind his back.
"Pang Yi, hurry up and apologize to Mr. Gu!" Meiya hurriedly pouted in the direction of Gu Changlin's small courtyard.
"Ah! It's so difficult to tell the truth these days," Pang Yi said with a look of lovelessness, but he still held two pieces of watermelon and went to knock on Gu Changlin's door listlessly, "Mr. Gu! Doctor Gu! Grandpa Gu! Please open the door for me, this little bastard!"
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Prefect Yamen.
Kong Wenjie went back to the magistrate's office non-stop, and was not in a hurry to go back to his own small courtyard. He hurried to Fang Chengyin's small courtyard. It was only when he came to the door that he felt a little abrupt. After all, it was dark, and... in the end It's really not a glorious thing for him to go to the women's house in such a sneaky way as a man.