"There's a kind of it," Zhong Mingzheng said to himself, cursing his lips. "As expected, he always pretends to be a poor and delicate person, for fear that his father won't feel hurt."
Ling Shian leads Zhong Minge to the mountain and goes to Shiliting. Ling Shian bows to Zhong Mingzheng and says, "I'll tell you, your highness, the king of Huijun has arrived."
"Well, you can wait outside. Our brothers don't have to wait for you if they don't have a drink." Zhong Mingzheng is lazy.
"Yes, I do." Ling Shian bows to guard the mountain road.
"Second brother, please." Zhong Mingzheng went to the pavilion and saluted Zhong Minge respectfully.
"It's hard to be so polite." Zhong Minge stepped into the pavilion, reached for his cloak, put it on the stone bench, and then sat down.
"The second brother left Beijing this time. Our brother is far away from Beijing. I'm afraid it's hard to meet each other again. When I think of being a brother, I can't help but grieve. I really don't want our brother to be separated," said Zhong Mingzheng, who also sat down and reached out his hand to pour wine for Zhong Minge, while sighing softly. "It's just the will of the father. Although he can't help being a brother, he can't help it However, I can only prepare this table of humble seats in this ten mile pavilion to see off the second brother. I hope the second brother is not too rude. "
"Third, where are you talking? If this is a poor meal, I wonder what kind of delicacies you usually eat? " Zhong Minge looked at the delicacies of a large table, and couldn't help sighing. At the same time, he looked at Zhong Mingzheng sarcastically. "Is it possible that your three meals are richer than your father's imperial meals?"
"Ha ha, the second brother has always been a sharp toothed man. With his mouth open like this, the second brother has always been a fish in water in front of his father." Zhong Mingzheng's face is not very good. He put the wine glass in front of Zhong Minge, laughing at the skin and not laughing at the meat. "I remember that when I was a child, I also recited the watch, which was also very familiar, but the father was born I can only praise the second brother and reward the second brother with a perfume bag. It can be seen that the second brother's mouth Kung Fu is very good. But the mouth Kung Fu is the mouth Kung Fu. No matter how extravagant he is, he can't always deceive the father. Who is Jinyu? He can't cheat the father. Second brother, do you think so? "
"Third, you said that our king's Kung Fu was very good, but he envied that you could never let go of anything. Otherwise, Chen Zhima's rotten grain years ago would not be remembered so clearly now." Zhong Minge was still smiling so well that he took a pair of chopsticks and took a pair of quail eggs to eat. At the same time, he looked at Zhong Mingzheng perfectly "Third, since you have seven senses, you should also remember that when my father gave me the sachet, I didn't mean nothing to you. Third, are you sure you didn't forget it?"
Yes, at that time, Zhong Zhiheng praised Zhong Minge for his thorough understanding of "going out of school", for his kindness and generosity, and as a model of the emperor's son, so he personally removed a sachet from his waist and gave it to Zhong Minge as a reward. However, when he turned around, Zhong Zhiheng said calmly that Zhong Mingzheng did not understand the prime minister's worries, was mean and cold, as the emperor's son, the future of the country, read through the ancient history and classics, and Not to compete with others, but to improve their own cultivation.
Zhong Zhiheng's words are so heavy that to this day, Zhong Minge still clearly remembers that Zhong Mingzheng was afraid of the sweat exuding from his forehead and neck at that time. After Zhong Zhiheng left, Zhong Mingzheng stared at his explicit and resentful eyes.
It seems that from that time on, this pair of brothers are no longer brothers, but deadly rivals.