The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 301: 六六六

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"Master..." Pang Yi suddenly felt sad, "Don't say that, the Queen Mother also has her own difficulties..."

"Yes, she does have her own difficulties," Zhong Mingwei said lightly, "While supporting me all the way to the East Palace through all kinds of hardships, she also did not forget to leave a way for the Xu family to escape. Her hard work is rare in the world."

Pang Yi moved his lips and wanted to say something, but he still didn’t say it. Zhong Mingwei was right. The Queen Mother had never placed all her bets on Zhong Mingwei. While supporting Zhong Mingwei, she was not Is the person who raised me in Mount Wutai...Hui Chang still there?

Now, Zhong Mingwei's body is disabled and it is no longer possible to aspire to the Ninth Five-Year Plan. In the blink of an eye, Huichang has become the most favored woman in front of Long Live Lord. How calm and indifferent is the Queen Mother?

"Master, if you are unhappy, I will burn these banknotes..." Pang Yi really couldn't see Zhong Mingwei's expression, so he immediately picked up the stack of banknotes.

"Why burn it?" Zhong Mingwei cut off Pang Yi's words, took the stack of banknotes from his hand, patted the banknotes and said, "I accept these ten thousand taels of silver. , I won’t have to worry about food and drink for the rest of my life, and the Xu family will be able to breathe a sigh of relief. Isn’t that the best of both worlds?”

"But..." Pang Yi muttered, not knowing what to say.

"It's okay, hurry up and go to bed. You have to be on the road tomorrow," Zhong Mingwei said to Pang Yi, while pointing to the big bed opposite, "Stop sleeping on the floor and sleep on the bed. ”

"Yes, I obey." Pang Yi did not refuse. He grew up with Zhong Mingwei. Zhong Mingwei always treated him well. It was common for him to sleep in the same room like this when he was a child. It was also Zhong Mingwei two days ago. His mood was so abnormal that he ignored that Pang Yi spent the night on the ground.

"When you come back from Yanshe, find someone to build a kang in the side house. Then, you can move into the side house," Zhong Mingwei said again. When A Chou comes back, he will naturally not let Pang Yi live in this house again. Come, after a pause, Zhong Mingwei added, "It's cold now, I'm afraid no one will come to build the kang. Then you can buy a few more charcoal pots and put them in the house, or else go down the mountain and find a place to live by yourself." ."

"Yes, when Madam comes back, I won't stay here to annoy you. I will be far away by then." Pang Yi said with a smile, Zhong Mingwei is in a good mood today, and he is also It's rare to dare to tease Zhong Mingwei.

"Go away!" Zhong Mingwei was a little embarrassed. He raised his hand and threw the large porcelain bowl towards Pang Yi's face.

"Bang!"

The next second, Pang Yi caught the bowl steadily and went out with a playful smile.

……

The tenth day of the first lunar month in the thirty-third year of Jiasheng

Early morning.

Ning Guta magistrate’s office.

Kong Wenjie sat on the kang with a dull and tired look on his face, hunched against the wall, yawning from time to time, and occasionally glancing at Kong Wenmin, who was sleeping next to him with a loud "snoring" sound, and looked at He slept so beautifully, with mucus bubbles coming out of his nose. Kong Wenjie couldn't help but clenched his fist and aimed it at his brother's face.

"Hey, hey, hey! Get up! Get up!" After all, he still couldn't bear to do it. Kong Wenjie turned his fist into a palm and patted Kong Wenmin's shoulder hard, "When will you be able to afford it?"

"What..." Kong Wenmin muttered, frowned and turned over, "Don't make any noise, I'll wait until I drink you to death, you little scholar, good brothers, three stars, four fortunes, five leaders , Liuliu Shun..."

The corner of Kong Wenjie's mouth suddenly twitched: "..."

"You still have the nerve to say 666 to others? Look at how many 666 you are!" Kong Wenjie roared, pulling the quilt off Kong Wenmin's body, and without any explanation, pulled the sleeping man away He was pulled up and said, "I've never seen you so embarrassed. You don't know what kind of drinker you are? You still have to drink others. What's the result? Isn't this little scholar doing such a good job! Look at you ! It’s not a shame!”

Kong Wenmin rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned, and scratched the hair on his head: "...who is it? My head is fried due to the noise in the morning."

"I didn't make the noise for you, you did it yourself!" Kong Wenjie couldn't help shouting at his brother, "I said, brother, if we can't drink, we will find another way to follow you in the future. You can't challenge people? Tell me, you can't even drink a young scholar who can't lift his shoulders or lift his hands. When word spreads about this, do you feel that your face is bright, or what?"