"This is what it should be, sir, you don't need to be polite to this humble minister." Fang Zuotang said hurriedly, paused, and then said again. "Also, about the culprit and the survivor of the 20-year-old case. Please be patient a little longer. Years ago, the imperial court will issue an order. At that time, the criminal minister and the survivor of the case can be moved to another place. I will never make trouble in Ninggu Pagoda again."
Zhong Mingwei took a sip of his tea, and looked at Fang Zuotang after a while: "Master Fang, why did King Pingxi treat me so kindly. Do you know?"
He asked Kong Wenmin this question. Originally, I didn't intend to ask again, but at this time, I couldn't help but ask again.
"This..." Fang Zuotang looked embarrassed, and immediately smiled again. "If you have any doubts, why don't you go to King Xin Pingxi and ask yourself?"
Zhong Mingwei didn't speak. Just drank a cup of tea clean.
…
"Then do you want to write to King Pingxi?" After Fang Zuotang left, Meiya asked after Zhong Mingwei. "Haven't you never seen King Pingxi? Why is King Pingxi so nice? Are you not curious at all?"
"I'm curious, but I don't know how to ask." Zhong Mingwei stopped and stood under the pomegranate tree, looking at Meiya's immature and fair face. He reached out to brush a fallen leaf off Mei Ya's head, and said in a deep voice, "I'm just a common man now, the less I know, the better."
Yes, if noble people want to climb up, the more they know, the better, but if ordinary people want to save their lives, the less they know, the better, especially for ordinary ordinary people like Zhong Mingwei, they should be two I don't hear anything outside the window.
"You're right," Meiya nodded, but she was a little worried, "But if King Hui and that Minister of the Ministry of Punishment named Zou still hold you, what should we do?"
"It's okay, as long as I don't get on their boat, there will be no danger," Zhong Mingwei said, stretching out his hand to smooth the girl's frowning eyebrows, while pulling her to look at the pomegranate beside her. Tree, "Look, it's all red."
"Yeah, it should be cracked by the Mid-Autumn Festival." Meiya smiled all of a sudden, and while tiptoeing to kiss the man's green and dark chin, she said cheerfully, "Cracked pomegranates are the best. Sweeter than honey!"
"No matter how sweet it is, it's not as sweet as our little girl..." Zhong Mingwei said softly, while lowering his head to kiss Meiya's rosy lips.
"By the way!" Meiya suddenly pushed Zhong Mingwei away when the kiss was long, and asked Zhong Mingwei excitedly, "When will you teach me that book? Why do you have to wait until night? Can't you teach it now?"
Zhong Mingwei resisted the urge to move in his heart, and looked at Meiya with a serious face: "Can you learn it? That book is...but it's not easy to learn."
"Of course!" Meiya hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, while puffing out her small breasts, "I'm the smartest, I'll learn it every time!"
"That's good." Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but hooked his lips and smiled after all. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the energetic little girl in their family, while leaning in front of her, "If you learn, you will be rewarded. Will... still have to be punished!"
"Understood..." Meiya said with a blushing face, while gently pushing Zhong Mingwei away, she frowned at him, "Why do I think your smile is a bit strange? It's like... a fox full of bad water. "
"How can there be? What kind of metaphor are you talking about!" Zhong Mingwei froze his face immediately, but couldn't help but hooked his lips again, and walked into the house with their little girl in his arms, while he couldn't stop talking, "Actually, it's not difficult to learn. As long as you are obedient, I will teach you well, and you won't miss a single pose..."
"What pose? Isn't it just for reading? Why do you have to pose." Meiya asked him with her head tilted, with a curious expression on her face.
"Don't ask, anyway, you'll know in a while, hehe."
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The sixth day of August in the 33rd year of Jiasheng
capital.
Compassionate Palace.
Today is the Empress Dowager's birthday, but since a few days ago, the palace has been bustling. All the princes and concubines gathered in the Palace of Compassion, and the two sons, Zhong Zhiheng and Zhong Zhiling, no longer talked about it. Sitting on the right side, listening to the opera with the queen mother, the queen mother was smiling all day long, and it was the first time that she had such a happy birthday.
"The birthday banquet has a beautiful scene, and we compete to see the glory of the birthday star. The envy of Magu and the jade girl are as tall as the Queen Mother's age. The fragrance of longevity is high, and the candle shadow of longevity is high. Yuhuan jade cup longevity wine increases longevity test. Today's longevity fruit longevity peach, May the blessings be like the East China Sea and longevity be compared to Nanshan…”
On the stage, "Ma Gu's Birthday Blessing" was being sung in full swing, and everyone on the stage was fascinated by it. Concubine Shu and Concubine Huang Guifei sat together, chatting and laughing from time to time, Prince Rong and King Huijun were also brothers and sisters. They were very affectionate, but King Pingxi seemed unable to sit still. After sitting on the chair for a long time, he finally got up and apologized to the Queen Mother with a smile: "I'm afraid the son will spoil the Queen Mother's interest. How many years has it been since the son?" After listening to the play, I really can't bear this temper, so please forgive me, Queen Mother."