There are eight brothers of the yuan family, seven of whom have been executed by Fang Zuotang's order, and one of the three senior members of the yuan family who are not in the ningguta. They survived by chance. But this time, the meaning of the long live master can't be clearer. Dai Jingfeng kneels in front of the imperial study and his legs are swollen. Naturally, he knows his stomach is clear. The long live master cares about this. How can the eight tigers of the yuan family get away with impunity? Therefore, Sanrao, the elder of the yuan family, has been his confidant for many years, but he has to die. Otherwise, sooner or later, his legs will not be able to protect.

"An old fox like Dai Jingfeng, who knew everything, limped out of the palace that day, and quickly ordered the execution of the royal guards named Jiang Jinwan," said Zhou Youan, reaching out to pour himself a cup of tea, while looking at Ma Zhiming. "Anyway, after pulling out the eight tigers of the Jiang family, ningguta is finally down to earth."

"Yes, at least it's down to earth," Ma Zhiming nodded and looked at Zhou Youan. "Now send someone to Chaoning pagoda to pass the Lord's order to Kong brothers and Fang Zuotang."

"Yes, my subordinates do," Zhou Youan nodded, and asked hesitantly, "general, is that man really reliable?"

"He's an old acquaintance of the Lord. He's also helped our royal forest army a lot over the years. He managed the Ninggu pagoda well and didn't give the royal guards the chance to expand in the northeast. You don't see that Mr. Fang has always been low-key and unremarkable, but he knows it in his mind," said Ma Zhiming, taking another picture of Zhou Youan. "Go now."

"Yes, I do." Zhou Youan got up in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Ma Zhiming picked up the letter and stood up. He went to the fire pot and threw it in.

……

On March 3, 2003, Jiasheng.

After breakfast, Gu Changlin changed Zhong Mingwei's medicine, and then went down the mountain with pangyi. Pangyi wanted to find a suitable house. Gu Changlin wanted to go down the mountain to satisfy his thirst for wine. Although he never stopped drinking every day, he was always alone. It was not very interesting. So Gu Changlin went down the mountain with pangyi when the weather is good today.

After Pang Yi and Gu Changlin left, Meiya and Zhong Mingwei were the only two people left at home. Today's weather is fine. Meiya carried out the quilt, pillow and other clothes. Zhongmingwei's cloak, cotton padded robe and other clothes. Zhongmingwei can't get out of the sun. In fact, these winter clothes can't be used. They are just piled up in the cupboard The share moldy taste, the beautiful bud is very clean, three not five time to carry out a sun.

There was no air line in the yard, or Pang Yi pulled it after he came. Now it's much more convenient to air clothes than before. There's no need to carry the cabinet in and out.

When Meiya hung the last dress on the air line, there was a thin layer of sweat on her face. She raised her hand and rubbed the sweat on her face with her sleeve. At the same time, she patted the Moonlight Chinese coat in front of her. This is a dress that zhongmingwei usually wears. Meiya pulled the cloth for zhongmingwei. It's not a precious material, but cotton. It's comfortable to wear Mingwei always likes to wear it close to his body. After getting this dress, Zhong Mingwei doesn't like the silk pajamas he used to wear very much. He wears it eight out of ten days. He wears it frequently, and Meiya naturally washes it frequently.

Meiya reaches out and straightens out the clothes, trying not to leave a fold. Meiya leans her face to the moon white Chinese coat and sniffs the taste on it. The smell of soap horn mixed with the smell of men's body pours on her nose. Meiya can't help but chuckle. The red face rubs on her head for a long time. Then she turns around with the basin Go back, just beautiful bud a turn around, then the whole person froze, then blushed to the neck root.

I don't know when the broken window was pushed open. Her man is lying on the windowsill staring at her.

"You What do you do by opening the window? Not afraid of freezing? " Meiya comes to the window with a basin.

"How can I see it without opening the window?" Zhong Mingwei said softly, reaching out and rubbing the soft hair of the beautiful buds.

"What do you see?" Meiya's head is too low to be lowered any more. Her eyes are staring at her cotton shoes. The new clusters of black cotton shoes are embroidered with red lotus flowers, just like Meiya's face at this moment.