"Oh," Meiya nodded, eating a dumpling. She tilted her head and asked Zhong Mingwei, "What does that have to do with us? Why did the prefect inform us so eagerly?"
"That criminal has been suppressing his anger for so many years, I'm afraid he will cause trouble. Even if Lord Fang has been prepared, he is worried that he will be caught off guard. He is afraid that something will go wrong. He would be worried if he didn't inform us," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, while pushing another bowl of dumplings to Mei Ya. "Eat some more, it's still hot."
"You eat too," Meiya said hurriedly. At the same time, she looked at Xiao An who was a little fidgety. "Sister An, you eat too, why don't you eat anymore?"
"Oh, I'm full." Xiao An looked at Zhong Mingwei. Then she got up and said goodbye to everyone. "It's getting late. I'll go back first."
"Oh. Then I'll take you there." Pang Yi quickly swallowed the dumpling in his mouth, and immediately went to the stable to get the horse.
"Sister An, you're full after only eating half a bowl of dumplings? You have a really small appetite." Mei Ya looked at the half bowl of dumplings left by Xiao An, tilted her head and looked at Zhong Mingwei, "You're really not worth it."
Zhong Mingwei was stunned: "What's a good deal?"
"You married me, a person who can eat three big bowls of rice for every meal. Who knows, one day I might eat up all the family savings." Mei Ya said with a pout.
"Marry a man, and you will have clothes to wear and food to eat," Zhong Mingwei hadn't spoken yet, but Gu Changlin spoke first, "Girl, food alone is not enough, you also have to wear silk and satin. It would be best if you had eight dishes and eight bowls a day, and three layers of silk and satin inside and out. Anyway, his family is rich. Girl, have you seen a landlord's wife? Just develop in that direction."
Zhong Mingwei quickly agreed, "Yes, yes, sir, what you said makes sense, girl, you have to listen to sir."
Meiya's mouth twitched: "...Why are you so annoying?"
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"Pang Yi, did I say too much just now? Is the master angry?" In the carriage, Xiao An asked Pang Yi anxiously. Just now during the meal, she mentioned the major case of 20 years ago, and then she felt that Zhong Mingwei was unhappy. She immediately dared not say another word. At this moment, no matter how she thought about it, she felt that she was really too talkative.
"I really don't like to mention the past in front of Madam," Pang Yi said to Xiao An while riding his horse. "I am now thinking about living a peaceful life with Madam in Ningguta. I have long stopped worrying about the past. I am afraid that Madam will worry, so I never talk about these things in front of Madam."
"Oh, then I won't dare to say anything more in the future," Xiao An sighed, and then said, "My master can go to the fields to work now. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe it even if I was beaten to death."
"I just think of myself as a country bumpkin. It's just that people like us are always so cautious about this and that," Pang Yi pursed his lips helplessly, and sighed, "Now I just hope that we, the master and the lady, can live in peace and not make any mistakes."
Xiao An was startled, then came closer and asked: "Are you worried that those criminals will secretly attack me later?"
"Who knows?" Pang Yi shook his head and said slowly, "Speaking of the major case of the past 20 years, I was just a puppet at that time. Didn't I punish so many court officials according to the orders of His Majesty? But who can blame His Majesty? But those cowards hate me to the core. The news that I am in Ningguta cannot be kept secret forever. In addition, the Prince of Pingxi is going back to Beijing again. Those criminal officials can't hold back and take risks."
"But the King of Pingxi is not really planning a rebellion. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been guarding the northwest peacefully for so many years. If he wanted to rebel, he would have done it long ago," said Xiao An, who looked confused. "So why would these criminals take such a risk? Even if they really escaped from Ningguta, so what? Could it be that the King of Pingxi would really listen to them and rebel? Besides, the King of Pingxi is almost fifty years old and has no children. How confused would he have to be to rebel?"
"But what if that bunch of criminals coerce the King of Pingxi?" Pang Yi looked at Xiao An. "They have endured humiliation for so many years. Who of them doesn't hate the capital? But who of them doesn't want to return to the capital? But as long as His Majesty is still alive, they are criminals who can never turn over a new leaf. They and their descendants will be slaves in this life, the next life, and the next life. Do you think they can bear it? What's more, they are all from aristocratic families. They have been keeping a low profile for so many years. I'm afraid they have been waiting for the right opportunity. Isn't the time here?"
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