Yes, how he hated it. He was so worried and scared for 30 years, and then he was suddenly thrown to the ground. That doesn't count. There was a sharp knife stabbed in it in the morning, and it grew with flesh and blood for a long time. He couldn't leave it or pull it out, so he watched that the deeper the sharp knife stabbed, the more inseparable it was from the heart.

He really hated, he hated a lot of people, but never so much. He wanted to cut his throat and cut him to pieces.

But unfortunately, he can't do anything, not only can't do it, but also kneel on the ground and accept the man's high reward in fear.

……

"Mingwei," Meiya's face is close to Zhong Mingwei's neck socket, and rubs gently once. "You should hate him. If you can't let go, don't let go. No one is only happy in his heart, and no one is doomed to live a smooth life. Mingwei, I won't embarrass you, but Mingwei, you can't embarrass me," Meiya's hand follows the clock Mingwei's slanting lapel, gently drilling in, across a thin layer of Zhongyi, put it in zhongmingwei's heart, "Mingwei, I hope you hate less and less here, today's less than yesterday's, tomorrow's less than today's, Mingwei, you should know, what I worry about, what I'm afraid of, so Don't let me worry, will you? "

"OK, I promise you," said Zhong Mingwei, lowering his head and gently kissing Meiya's smooth forehead. "Girl, don't worry, I'll never be a greedy baby who just wants to stick to her daughter-in-law."

"Then I have to follow you all the time," Meiya raised her head, leaned over to kiss the man's lips, and said softly, "greedy for teeth, I'll make muffins for you later."

"Well," said Zhong Mingwei, holding Meiya's face in his hand and kissing it carefully, "wait until they are gone, or else they will be robbed out of the pot. I didn't eat the cake just now."

"OK, muffins are only for our greedy kids," Meiya said with a smile, resting on Zhong Mingwei's arm and looking at the big red plum blossom in the vase on the bedside table with him. "Zhong Mingwei, our days will be more and more prosperous."

"Well, I think so too," Zhong Mingwei smiled, got up and picked a red plum, and then inserted it into the girl's sideburns. He looked at the girl's red face without blinking, and sighed softly, "girl, you are so nice, but because you are so nice, I always feel aggrieved for you Always remember the bad things about the screwdriver, "said Zhong Mingwei with a smile, and then said," why can't you think about it when you say I'm a man of my age? Do you have to let your little girl coax me? Am I Especially naive? "

"Zhong Mingwei, you can be childish all the time here," Meiya said softly, stretching out her hand around the man's neck, one word at a time. "No matter in other people's eyes you are a prince or a prisoner, but here, you can be a childish ghost for a lifetime, and I really like childish ghosts better than the bitter and feuding prince, or the superior Prince of the county Ah. "

"Really?" Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but pick up his eyebrows and smile. "Now do you want to play some childish tricks?"

"What?" Meiya looks at Zhong Mingwei excitedly.

"Let's see who turns his eyes first..." The man, in a slow voice, leaned down.

……

Pang Yi and Fang Zuotang didn't come back until it was dark. When Zhong Mingwei saw Fang Zuotang coming with him, he knew that he had something else to do. He was a little upset. In fact, he didn't have to do anything but work as a prince of the county. He just wanted to live in peace with his little girl in ningguta, but he couldn't deny that he did After such a humiliating edict, he and Meiya really have security in the future. At least they are much better than they are now in terms of safety. According to the ancestral system of the great Zhou Dynasty, the prince of the county has his own soldiers, though not more than 100, but it is enough.

"Princes, the people who like the Duke in the daytime have already handed over some things to the minister. Now, the minister and you report one by one," Fang Zuotang, sitting under Zhong Mingwei's head, reports to him seriously on his face. "First, the prince's mansion in an county is built with half of silver from the imperial court and the magistrate's Yamen. It's freezing now, and we can start construction only when spring begins tomorrow."