The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

What Zhong Mingwei said was vulgar, but he clearly understood that in Zhong Zhiheng's eyes, the Yulin Army had never been the most trustworthy, but had always been subject to suspicion and suspicion. The wind and rain are precarious and extremely difficult, so seeing that the Long Live Lord is getting old, the Imperial Forest Army will naturally cast their eyes and hopes on the new emperor, instead of continuing to hold on to the broken ship of King Pingxi, and he, just from Yipinan The king of the county is not worth mentioning.

This subordinate doesn't understand! The Yulin Army's centuries-old inheritance has always only talked about one thing: loyalty, why can't you explain it now? Kong Wenmin clenched his fists and said, Although this subordinate is a rough man who hasn't read many books, But they also know what loyalty and trustworthiness mean, and even more know what they should value most when they are born as human beings. Why can't they figure it out? Why are they just thinking about being successful, and they don't even care about etiquette, righteousness, and shame?

Wen Min, if you want to succeed in the capital, you almost have to rely on shamelessness. Zhong Mingwei got up, walked to Kong Wenmin's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said, The Imperial Forest Army is not a pure land either. .”

This subordinate knows, but this subordinate doesn't understand, Kong Wenmin took a deep breath, then wiped his face vigorously, raised his head to look at Zhong Mingwei, and said seriously, This subordinate is born to be a If you are single-minded, you will only recognize one master and one reason in this life, and it will not change until death.

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak, stretched out his hand and patted Kong Wenmin's shoulder vigorously, sat on the other side of the soft couch, took the tea cup from Pang Yi, and asked Kong Wenmin: Wen Min, why do I want to see you? You, I want to ask you about some things about Ma Zhiming's life.

Master, just ask, and your subordinates will know everything. Kong Wenmin said hurriedly.

I heard that Ma Zhiming is a gambler, and he has to go to the gambling shop four or five times a month, but is it true? Zhong Mingwei asked Kong Wenmin while pursing his mouth.

Commander Ma is not addicted to gambling, Kong Wenmin said with a frown. This subordinate has known Commander Ma for more than ten years. I never knew Commander Ma had such a hobby. I don't know where I heard such rumors. ?”

A few days ago, I asked Zhou Youan to investigate Ma Zhiming's whereabouts before his death. As a result, the investigation document submitted by Zhou Youan stated that Ma Zhiming had visited a gambling house many times. Zhong Mingwei narrowed his eyes and frowned. What is it called?

It's called Feihualou, Meiya hurriedly answered, I've heard of this casino too. The first floor is a place to eat and drink, and the second floor is a casino. It's a high-end casino. Those who dare not go in will only come in and out, and the gambling house will keep the identity of the guests in and out secret.

Feihualou... Kong Wenmin frowned even tighter. He felt that the name was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere or heard it before. Close the tea cover.

Meiya looked at Kong Wenmin's appearance, and blinked at Zhong Mingwei in a busy way, motioning for Zhong Mingwei to hold his breath and wait, Zhong Mingwei couldn't help laughing, thinking in his heart, obviously this little girl couldn't hold her breath, and she was still holding her breath. He was pointed out.

Master, this subordinate remembered, Kong Wenmin said with some difficulty after a long while, and when he said this, his complexion became even more ugly, This subordinate once saw Commander Ma enter Feihualou with his own eyes.

Really? Meiya's eyes widened immediately, I don't look at Commander Ma as a gambler at all! Guards of the Great Kong, don't remember me wrong!