The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

It's quite kind, Zhong Mingzheng curled his lips sarcastically, and said to himself, Sure enough, I usually pretend to be a pitiful and lovely character on purpose, for fear that my father won't feel bad when I see it.

Ling Shi'an led Zhong Ming'e up the mountain, and when he reached the Shili Pavilion, Ling Shi'an bowed and said to Zhong Mingzheng, His Royal Highness, Prince Hui has arrived.

Okay, you can just wait outside. Let's say goodbye after drinking, so I don't need you to wait on me. Zhong Mingzheng said lazily.

Yes, this subordinate obeys orders. Ling Shi'an bowed and stood guard while walking to the mountain road.

Second Brother, 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 indifferently, while striding into the gazebo, he reached out and took off his cloak, put it on the stone bench, and then sat down by himself.

Brother Erhuang left Beijing this time. In the future, our brothers will be far away from each other. I am afraid that it will be difficult to see each other again. When I think of it as a younger brother, I can't help but feel sad. I really don't want our brothers to part, Zhong Mingzheng also said. Sitting down, he stretched out his hand to pour wine for Zhong Ming'e, and sighed softly, It's just that it's the emperor's will. Although I can't bear it, I can't do anything about it, so I can only prepare this table in Shili Pavilion. The shabby mat is a farewell to the second brother, and I hope that the second brother is not too rough.

Third, what are you talking about? If this is considered a shabby banquet, then the king is curious about what kind of delicacies you usually eat? Zhong Ming'e looked at the large table. I couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and looked at Zhong Mingzheng sarcastically, Could it be that your three meals a week are more abundant than your father's imperial meal?

Hehe, Brother Erhuang has always been sharp-tongued. With such an open mouth, Brother Erhuang has always been like a fish in water in front of the father. Zhong Mingzheng's complexion was not very good, and he put the wine glass in front of Zhong Ming'e, while smiling. He said with a smile, I remember that when I was a child, I also recited the List of Teachers, and also memorized it fluently, but my biological father only praised the second brother full of praise, and even rewarded the second brother with a sachet that he wore with him. , It can be seen how good the second brother's verbal skill is, but the verbal skill is the verbal skill, no matter how extravagant the talk is, it can't always deceive the father. , Second Brother, don’t you think so?”

Third son, you keep saying that this king has a good mouth, but this king envies you for keeping everything close to your chest, otherwise you wouldn't be able to do so many years ago. Remember so clearly. Zhong Ming'e still smiled amiably, and while eating the quail eggs with chopsticks, he looked at Zhong Mingzheng leisurely, Third brother, since you have seven orifices in your heart, you should also remember it. When my father gave me the sachet back then, I didn't say anything to you, third child, you must have not forgotten, right?

Yes, at that time, Zhong Zhiheng praised Zhong Ming'e for his thorough understanding of The List of Teachers, praised him for being kind and tolerant, and was a role model for the prince, so he personally untied a sachet from his waist and gave it to Zhong Ming'e as a reward, but when he turned his face, Zhong Zhiheng remained calm The face said that Zhong Mingzheng didn't understand the prime minister's worries at all, he was mean and ruthless, as a prince, the future of the country, reading through ancient history and economics was 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 Mingzheng was afraid of the profuse sweat oozing from his forehead and neck, and Zhong Mingzheng stared at him with blatant resentment after Zhong Zhiheng left. look.

It seems that from that time on, the pair of brothers are no longer brothers, but rivals to the death.