The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 905: It seems that it started from that time

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"Quite good," Zhong Mingzheng curled his lips sarcastically and said to himself, "Sure enough, he always deliberately pretends to be pitiful and virtuous, for fear that his father will not feel sorry for him."

Ling Shi'an led Zhong Ming'e up the mountain and arrived in front of Shili Pavilion. Ling Shi'an bowed and said to Zhong Ming'e: "Your Highness, Prince Huijun has arrived."

"Okay, just wait outside. We brothers are drinking and saying goodbye, so I don't need you to wait on me." Zhong Mingzheng said lazily.

"Yes, I obey my orders." Ling Shi'an bowed and guarded the mountain road as he walked.

"Brother Second Emperor, please." Zhong Mingzheng walked to the pavilion and saluted Zhong Ming'e respectfully.

"It's rare for you to be so polite." Zhong Ming'e said lightly, striding into the pavilion, reaching out to take off his cloak, placing it on the stone bench, and then sat down.

"The second emperor brother left Beijing this time. From now on, our brothers are far away from each other. I am afraid it will be difficult to see each other again. As a younger brother, when I think of it, I can't help but feel sad. I really don't want us brothers to be separated. "Zhong Ming'e also sat down, and while he reached out to pour wine for Zhong Ming'e, he sighed softly, "It's just the father's will after all. Although my younger brother can't bear it, he has nothing to do, so he can only stay here in Shili Pavilion. This shabby table is a farewell to the Second Emperor Brother, and I hope that the Second Emperor Brother will not find it too shabby."

"Second Brother, where are you? If this can be considered a shabby table, then I am curious, Third Brother, what kind of delicacies do you usually eat?" Zhong Ming'e looked at this full table. With a large table full of delicacies, I couldn't help but sigh, and looked at Zhong Mingzheng sarcastically, "Is it possible that your three meals on weekdays, third brother, are more sumptuous than my father's royal meals?"

"Haha, the second emperor brother has always been a sharp-tongued person. With such an open mouth, the second emperor brother has always been like a fish in water in front of the father." Zhong Mingzheng looked not so good, and put the wine glass in front of Zhong Ming'e, while peeing. He said with a smile, "I remember that when I was a child, I also recited the "Leading Master's Guide" and memorized it very well. However, my father only praised the second emperor brother full of praise and even gave him a gift to wear with him. The fragrant bag shows how good the second emperor's brother is at talking, but words are just words. No matter how glamorous they say, they can't always deceive the father. Whoever is golden and jade but is deceived inside, can never be deceived. It belongs to the father, the second emperor brother, don’t you think so?”

"Third brother, you keep saying that I am very good at talking, but I envy you for being a stickler for everything. Otherwise, you would not be as good as Chen Sesame and rotten millet so many years ago. I can still remember it so clearly," Zhong Ming'e still smiled kindly, took out a chopstick and picked up a chopstick of quail eggs to eat, and looked at Zhong Mingzheng leisurely, "Lao San, since you are a thoughtful person, it is natural for you to You should remember that when my father gave me the sachet, he didn’t express it to you. Third brother, you must not have forgotten it, right?"

Yes, at that time, Zhong Zhiheng praised Zhong Ming'e for his thorough understanding of "Chu Shi Biao", praised him for being kind and generous, and setting an example for the prince, so he personally took off a sachet from his waist and gave it to Zhong Ming'e as a reward, but he turned around. Zhong Zhiheng said with a stern face that Zhong Mingzheng did not understand the prime minister's worries at all, was mean and cold, and as a prince and the future of the country, he read through ancient history and economics, not to compete with others, but to improve himself and improve his cultivation.

Zhong Zhiheng's words were so serious that to this day, Zhong Ming'e still clearly remembers that Zhong Ming'e was afraid of the profuse sweat on his forehead and neck, and when Zhong Zhiheng left, Zhong Ming'e glared at him. A look of hatred.

It seems that from that time on, these two brothers were no longer brothers, but life-and-death rivals.