Chapter 1153

Zhong Mingwei was stunned, then he was so busy that he said with a smile: "Dad, what do you want? As long as you open your mouth, as long as your son can hold his hand, he will never blink! "

This is the first time that Zhong Mingwei called Dad, but it's very pleasant to call. It's not awkward at all. It's just like the child in chenjiatun is called Dad. It's very intimate.

"It's good for me to see this," said Zhong Zhiling, picking up the stack of notes from the small table and turning them over. "This is the gold mine in Tibet. I want it. Well, this is the tea mountain in Yunnan. I want it too. Your mother likes to drink Yunnan tea. There's a big other courtyard in Suzhou. It's just for your father and your mother that they want to move to Suzhou , then I'll take them together. Oh, here are... "

Zhong Mingwei watched him put a piece of notes in his arms, but he didn't feel much hurt. He was really Zhong Zhiling's father. At this time, he was not polite to Zhong Zhiling, so he was not very happy. But when Zhong Zhiling turned to the last note, Zhong Mingwei immediately stared, and then pressed his hand against Zhong Zhiling, pitifully Baba said, "Dad, you have to leave one for the kid."

"What? Do you like Jasmine? " Zhong Zhiling looks at the title deed in his hand. It's a jasmine tea garden in Yangzhou. Then he looks at Zhong Mingwei jokingly, "what's the matter? How do you like this tea

"Yes, that's good for my son, so father, please be merciful!" Zhong Mingwei is so busy that he laughs. He snatches the title deed from Zhong Zhiling and shoves it into his arms. He is afraid that Zhong Zhiling will change his mind again.

"You worthless boy!" Zhong Zhiling can't help laughing at his virtue.

"No way. Who's got his son used to living in the village? "It's a big deal to be productive," said Zhong Mingwei with a smile. He reached out to pour out a cup of tea for Zhong Zhiling, handed it over with both hands, and then said with a smile, "Dad, you can taste it. Although this jasmine is an ordinary tea, it's not bad."

"It's OK," said Zhong Zhiling, taking a sip of his head. He used to drink three cannons. They taste strong and strong, so jasmine's elegant green tea is not much different from boiled water. As he put the cup down, his face suddenly sank, and then he looked at Zhong Mingwei. "What are you going to do with Prince Rong after you invade the city tomorrow?"

Zhong Mingwei's face sank with it. Actually, he had been thinking about this problem for a long time, but he still hasn't come up with a result. At this time, Leng buting was asked by Zhong Zhiling. He thought about it for a while, and then said: "Prince Rong really forced the palace to usurp the throne, but he didn't kill his father, so I thought..."

"Mingwei, don't be a woman and a human being," Zhong Zhiling seemed to have guessed what zhongmingwei was going to say next, then he cut off his words and said in a deep voice, "it's true that Prince Rong forced confessions and usurped the throne, persecuted ministers, murdered the fourth prince, and harmed innocent people. Every one of these can be a felony. Mingwei, if you don't kill them What will the courtiers and the people think of you? Do you think you're a good brother with deep brotherhood, or do you think you're a perverted and rebellious despot

"Dad, you misunderstood me. I also think Prince Rong had to kill him, but he didn't have to pass my hand," said Zhong Mingwei, pursing his lips. "Isn't father still alive? How can I turn to be my son's Prince of honor? "

Zhong Zhiling was stunned, and then he smiled, clapping Zhong Mingwei on the shoulder, laughing and swearing: "it's still you who have many ideas. I see, you have not only raised your body to marry your daughter-in-law, but also saved a lot of ghost eyes in ningguta these two years!"