The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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Suddenly, Meiya got serious again: "Hello, Mrs. Zhong, 18, wants to ask Mr. Zhong, 34, an important question."

"You ask, before I'm too old, I'm not confused." Zhong Mingwei was irresistible on his face, with a deep bitter resentment at the exit.

"Does the eight-treasure porridge we drink today be sweet or salty?" Meiya smiled and reached out to hold Mr. Zhong, who was so in love.

"Just ... ask this?" When he spoke again, Zhong Mingwei's emotions were obviously different. While turning over to hold the girl's small hand into his hand, he laughed dumbly, "So why is it so serious? "

"Three meals a day is a top priority every day, not to mention the husband's three meals a day, and it's important," said Mi Ya, who said to him, while urging him, "Hurry up, is it sweet or salty?"

"Then ... sweet." Zhong Mingwei smiled a little embarrassedly.

"I knew you were sweet," Meiya smiled at him, and took Zhong Mingwei out, "Go, let me burn the fire."

"Ah! Little obedience!" Zhong Mingwei promised busy, and went to the kitchen with Meiya.

...

study.

After the meal, Chen Qingxuan followed Ding Yunwen to study in the room. Meiya helped Gu Changlin to fight the medicine and Pang Yi followed Zhong Mingwei to the study.

"Yeah, the list of the soldiers of the Junwang Mansion has been finalized. There are a total of fifty people. Please look around." Pang Yi sent the list to Zhong Mingwei.

"Why are there only fifty people?" Zhong Mingwei glanced at the list, and then looked at Pang Yi. According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, from Yipin County King's Mansion, one hundred relatives could be raised.

"Huiye's words, since the incident of He Chengzhi, the subordinates figured it out. The soldiers are not many, so these days, the subordinates will investigate the details of these people. The fifty people came, "Pang Yi explained." The subordinates dare to pack tickets with the Lord. The fifty people will have no problems. The Lord can safely put them into the government. "

"I'm always at ease when you do things," Zhong Mingwei nodded, put the list on the table, picked up the teacup, and said to Pang Yi, "That's how I started training them after that, you stared in person. "

"Yes, the subordinates obey the orders." Pang Yi was too busy to bow.

"Remember to distribute some silver to each of them two years ago, so that they can have a fat year." Zhong Mingwei said again.

"Yes, the Minger will do it," said Pang Yi. He looked at Zhong Mingwei, who was holding the teacup with both hands, and could not help but say, "Yeah, you are different from before."

"How is it different?" Zhong Mingwei stunned and looked at Pang Yi.

"You never thought of this before," Pang Yi whispered, looking at Zhong Mingwei, who still didn't understand it. He explained again, "You used to be the busiest time every year in Beijing Normal University, I never think about rewarding people with silver credits and letting them spend their fat years well. "

Yes, Zhong Mingwei at that time, where did you think of these? He is the crown prince of the East Palace. How can those servants and personal soldiers who are small and cautious get into his eyes? To be honest, in his eyes, those servants may not be as good as pigs and dogs. They are naturally humble, and they should be servile to his slaves. How can he be worthy of him?

"What? You think I was too stingy?" Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but laugh.

"No, my subordinates don't mean that," Pang Yi waved his hands busy, and took a stool to sit down, while scratching his head and laughing. "The subordinates don't know what to say, anyway, I think that the Lord does not It's the same. "