Chapter 450

Zhong Mingwei also looked at the place. Pang Yi told him that rockeries were to be placed there and then a pond was to be dug for fish. But at this time, listening to Meiya, where did Zhong Mingwei disagree? Then nodded his head and said, "if it's done, make a swing."

"I've always wanted to have a swing. I didn't sit on it when I was a child. It's in Yanxi palace, but it's the swing of the fourth prince. How dare I touch it? But I haven't seen the fourth Prince swing for several times, which makes me greedy. "Meiya is a little excited, and a little red face faces Zhong Mingwei." Zhong Mingwei, the swing is tied, you and I play together! "

"Me? Where can I play swing when I'm so old? " Zhong Mingwei was dumbfounded.

Meiya said: "why can't you play? Who stipulates that thirty-three year old men can't play swing? Besides, you certainly didn't play when you were a kid, and you wanted to play too! "

Zhong Mingwei was stunned, then nodded, "OK, let's play together then."

Yes, no matter how old they are, they have their childhood and Baba's age of thinking about playing. However, they are different from the fourth prince, and they are loved by them. They are not lack of this starter. In their childhood, they have no swings, no fun, only endless schoolwork, and they are scared when facing the father, the emperor and the empress.

"Not only do we play, but there will be dolls. Let's play together," Meiya said, chuckling and pinching Zhong Mingwei's hand. "Then, let's line up to play. I'll be behind the dolls, and you'll be behind me. We'll have to wait for our girls to have a good time before we can move to you."

Zhong Mingwei looks at the open space in front of him without blinking. It seems that he has seen Meiya line up with two little dolls to play on the swing. It seems that he has also heard their "giggle" laughter. But in such a beautiful picture, there is no figure of him

Zhong Mingwei's face became more and more ugly, and he could not stand any longer. His body swayed, and then he was held by Meiya.

"You're not comfortable again?" Meiya looks at Zhong Mingwei anxiously. "Otherwise, she will help you to enter the room for a rest. Pangyi says that the house has been cleaned up and you can live in it directly."

"It's OK," said Zhong Mingwei, struggling to squeeze out a smile. In a soft voice, he said to Meiya, "let's see what else you like. I'll tell you all about it today, so that I can buy everything for you."

"It's not that there's no tomorrow. What are you doing in such a hurry?" Meiya is a little reluctant. She is worried that Zhong Mingwei's body can't bear it. In the end, the yard is too big. It takes a lot of time to walk from the front to the back. Zhong Mingwei's legs are naturally affected.

"Be obedient!" Zhong Mingwei sinks his face.

"I see! I see! " Meiya mumbles impatiently, supporting Zhong Mingwei to the corridor.

……

Jiasheng, April 20, 2013

capital

Rongqin royal residence.

After a long night's tossing, she gave birth to the youngest son, the eldest grandson of the long live prince, Zhong Zhiheng and long Xinyue. She was named Yuanying. At the same time, Zhao Guifei was granted the title of imperial concubine by Jin Dynasty, and a good day was chosen for the ceremony.

……

The next day.

Rongqin palace.

It's night.

In a simple and cramped room in the partial courtyard, Prince Jung Mingzheng was sitting in the imperial chair, holding a blue and white porcelain cup in his hand, sipping his tea slowly, and kneeling at his feet a shivering middle-aged man, who might have been kneeling for too long. The man was a little unsteady, shaking and falling, as if he could faint at any time.

"What? Don't you want to understand? " One mouthful of half a cup of tea was drunk without a mouthful. Zhong Mingzheng put the cup back on the small table, and then his eyes fell on the man. He looked at his pale cheek and disheveled hair, which seemed to be very satisfied. Zhong Mingzheng sighed gently, and continued to say slowly, "if you don't go well, you have to go black, tut Tut, how could there be in the world What about such a stubborn person? "

"The LORD loves you so much that I dare not refuse, but..." The middle-aged man was biting his teeth, and he didn't know what terrible things he thought of. He looked at Zhong Mingzheng with a face of ghosts. He was scared and looked at Zhong Mingzheng, and then he was busy kowtowing, like pounding garlic. "I dare not betray the royal guards! Please forgive me! Give the little one a death! "

"Want to die?" Zhong Mingzheng scoffed and sneered, raised his legs and kicked the man lightly in the face, and said in a cold voice, "since two months ago, your life has been the king's, do you want to die? Then you have to ask Ben Wang if he will