Chapter 301

"Sir..." Pang Yi's heart suddenly ached. "Don't say that. The Empress Dowager also has difficulties..."

"Yes, she does have difficulties," said Zhong Mingwei lightly. "She has worked hard to support me all the way to the East Palace, while she still hasn't forgotten to leave them a way back. She's so hard. It's rare in the world."

Pang Yi's lips moved. He wanted to say something more, but he still didn't say it. Zhong Mingwei was right. The Empress Dowager never gambled on Zhong Mingwei. She supported Zhong Mingwei while she didn't support him in Wutai Mountain Is Hui always there?

Now, Zhong Mingwei's body is out of shape, and it is impossible to win the ninth five year plan. In a flash, Huichang becomes the most favored woman in front of the long live master. How calm and indifferent is the queen mother?

"If you are not happy, I will burn these silver tickets..." Pang Yi can't see Zhong Mingwei's expression, so he copies the bank note.

"Why is it burning?" Zhong Mingwei cut off Pang Yi's words, took the stack of silver tickets from his hand, patted the silver ticket and said, "I'll take the ten thousand Liang silver. I don't worry about food and drink for the rest of my life. Xu family can also breathe a sigh of relief. Isn't it the best of both?"

"But..." Pang Yi mumbles, not knowing what to say.

"It's OK. Hurry to wash and sleep. You'll have to hurry tomorrow," Zhong Mingwei said to pangyi, pointing to the big bed on the opposite side. "Stop sleeping on the ground and go to bed."

"Yes, I do." Pang Yi didn't refuse either. He grew up with Zhong Mingwei. Zhong Mingwei always treated him well. When he was a child, it was common for him to sleep in the same room. The other two days, Zhong Mingwei's mood was so abnormal that he ignored pangyi's night on the ground.

"When you come back from yanshe, find someone to build a Kang in the side room, and then you move to the side room," said Zhong Mingwei. When ah Chou comes back, he will not let pangyi live in the house again. After a pause, Zhong Mingwei added, "now it's cold, I'm afraid no one will build the Kang. Then you will buy more charcoal pots and put them in the house, or you will roll to the foot of the mountain to find a place to live 。”

"Yes, I won't stay here until my wife comes back. I'll be far away." Pang Yi said with a smile, Zhong Mingwei is in a good mood today, and he rarely dares to tease Zhong Mingwei.

"Get out of your way!" Zhong Mingwei can't hold his face. As soon as he raises his hand, he throws the big bowl of coarse porcelain that he has drunk clean to pangyi's face.

"Pa!"

Next second, Pang Yi firmly catches the bowl, and then goes out laughing.

……

In the early morning of the tenth day of the first month of the thirty third year of Jiasheng.

Yamen of ningguta Prefecture magistrate.

Kong Wenjie sat on the Kang with a dull and tired face and leaned against the wall, yawned from time to time, and stared at Kong Wenmin, who was sleeping "snorting" and making a loud noise. Seeing that he slept so well, his snot bubbles came out. Kong Wenjie could not help pinching his fist and aimed at his brother's face.

"Hello Hello! I have got up. Get up! " After all, he was reluctant to give up. Kong Wenjie turned his fist into a palm and slapped Kong Wenmin on the shoulder. "When can't you afford it?"

"What..." Kong Wenmin murmured, frowned and turned to the outside. "Don't make any noise. Let's see if I don't drink to death, you little scholar. How are you, brother and brother? Three star photo, four happiness wealth, five leaders, six sixhun..."

At the corner of Kong Wenjie's mouth, there was a convulsion: "..."

"Do you mean to say that they are six six six? You see how much you are As Kong Wenjie roared, he pulled the quilts on Kong Wenmin's body and pulled up the man who was out of sleep. "I haven't seen you so shameful. What's your drinking capacity? You don't know? I have to go to irrigate others. What's the result? I don't have a good shit! Look at you! Don't lose your face! "

Kong Wenmin rubbed his bleary eyes, yawned, and scratched his head's henhouse hair Who? In the morning's quarrel, my head has been blown up by you. "

"I didn't quarrel with you at your end. You made it yourself!" Kong Wenjie couldn't help shouting at his brother. "I said brother, if we can't drink, we can't fight with others in another way? Tell me about it. You can't even drink a little scholar who can't pick one shoulder and pick one hand. Do you think you have light on your face or how? "