"I just ordered the house of internal affairs. The Empress Dowager will be out of work for a hundred days. Hurry up and take the prince and his wife back to Beijing within a hundred days," said Zhong Zhiheng in a slow voice. As he said, he walked towards him again, stopped in front of Ma Zhiming, and then lowered his voice. "It's very quiet. It must not be known to anyone."
"Yes, I do." Ma Zhiming was so busy that he bowed down and accepted the secret letter. Then he hurried away.
Ma Zhiming's mind is very confused. On the one hand, Zhong Zhiheng's attitude towards Zhong Mingwei has changed, which makes him really confused. Since Zhong Mingwei was demoted to Ninggu tower, Zhong Zhiheng never mentioned Zhong Mingwei. It seems that he has long forgotten that he has such a son. At this time, in order to allow Zhong Mingwei to attend the funeral of the empress dowager, he even ordered the Empress Dowager to stop working for a hundred days regardless of his ancestral system, It's hard to understand. On the other hand, it's reasonable for Zhong Mingwei to go back to the capital to attend the Empress Dowager's funeral. But Zhong Zhiheng asked him to act in secret, which made him even more puzzled.
"Ya'an, I'm not in the capital these months. You should take charge of the royal forest army well and never be reckless," Ma Zhiming told Zhou again and again before leaving. "Also, you should keep an eye on the movements of Prince Rong and Prince Hui. If you have any big issues, you can't make up your mind, go to general Meng for consultation."
"Yes, my subordinates remember," Zhou Youan sent Ma Zhiming to the back door and watched him get on the horse. His face was hard to hide. "General Ma, you have a safe journey."
"Gone!" Ma Zhiming lashed his whip and then disappeared into the thick night.
"General, what do you mean by long live? Regardless of the life and death of the old prince, now the Empress Dowager Fu is dead. He remembers the old prince and asks commander Ma to pick up the old prince himself. It's a turn of nature. Can he help the old prince to be superior? " Zhou Youan's secret way of bodyguard.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Speak out carefully." Zhou Youan said in a deep voice.
"Yes, I do." The guard bowed in his hand.
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February 26, 34th, Jiasheng.
Magistrate Yamen.
Madame Fu, the wife of Zhili governor, and her son Fu Jiaheng arrived at ningguta. This time, Madame Fu came to terminate her son's engagement.
In other words, Mrs. Fu really broke her heart for Fu Jiaheng, a disheartened son. She played with things and lost her mind since she was a child. She and Mr. Fu have been fighting and swearing for this son for years. But it's useless. A while ago, Fu Jiaheng was going to ningguta to find Fang Chengyin. They were both happy Looking out, I felt that my son had turned around. I didn't know. He was happy again. When the old couple were sad, they felt that they couldn't delay any longer. Fang Chengyin's new year's Eve was 19 years old. It's really nothing to delay other people's girls. So this new year's Eve, Mrs. Fu brought Fu Jiaheng to ningguta in person. If it wasn't for Mr. Fu to be too busy to walk, they would follow him 。
Fang Zuotang also knew Fu Jiaheng's situation early in the morning. Although he didn't say anything, this marriage was doomed to fail. So before, Fang Chengyin intended to talk to Chen Qingxuan, and he didn't stop him. He wanted to go to Zhili to talk to him recently. Unexpectedly, Fu's wife and Fu Jiaheng came to the door first.
At present, Madame Fu and Fang Zuotang are talking in the main hall, while Fu Jiaheng runs to the backyard with a little Kung Fu.
"Master Fu! Master Fu! Miss is still dressing! " A Tao looks at Fu Jiaheng and rushes in. He is too busy to stop him. "Fu Gongzi, wait in the outer Hall..."