Mei Ya had no choice but to sit down. She was not used to having dinner with so many outsiders, especially since they were all powerful figures. She was used to being a servant, and she was scared when she saw an official. Now she was much better than before. At least she could speak fluently, but when she sat down to eat together, Mei Ya still grumbled in her heart. But she also knew that this was Zhong Mingwei's respect for her. Since they had agreed not to hide anything from her when they got married, Zhong Mingwei really did it. No matter who he met or what he said, he never avoided her. But she was always timid.
"I was intrusive a few days ago. I am really sorry for disturbing you and your wife. I apologize to you and your wife here. Please don't worry about me." Ma Zhiming spoke first. He poured himself a glass of wine. Then he raised his glass to Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya and drank it all.
"Commander Ma, you are too polite. Commander Ma, you must have worked hard to travel thousands of miles for me." Zhong Mingwei said, pouring a glass of wine in his hand and said to Ma Zhiming. "Commander Ma, I appreciate your kindness, thank you very much!"
After saying this, Zhong Mingwei also drank it all in one gulp.
"I dare not!" Ma Zhiming hurriedly bowed and took the wine pot from Pang Yi's hand, walked over and poured it for Zhong Mingwei himself, and said, "Master, you don't have to be polite to me in the future. If you, as the master, are so polite to me, I will be really terrified."
Ma Zhiming said this very smoothly, but Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya did not find it so smooth. For a moment, they both looked towards Ma Zhiming.
"Commander Ma, I've always wanted to know why the Imperial Guards take such good care of me. If it's convenient, could you tell me a thing or two?" Zhong Mingwei put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Ma Zhiming with a puzzled look.
He really didn't understand. When he was in the capital, he and the Imperial Guards had never interfered with each other. Moreover, the major case of the 20th year had a great impact on the Imperial Guards, because the old subordinates of the King of Pingxi were hit hard. Logically, the Imperial Guards should hate Zhong Mingwei to the core, but since he arrived in Ningguta, he found that the Imperial Guards had been protecting him secretly. It was normal before, but in recent months, especially after the King of Pingxi decided to return to the capital, the attitude of the Imperial Guards towards him has changed significantly. First, Kong Wenmin and Kong Wenjie came in person to protect him and Mei Ya's safety, and now the commander of the Imperial Guards has actually made a trip for him in person. Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but think too much.
Ma Zhiming seemed to have expected Zhong Mingwei to have such doubts. He looked at Zhong Mingwei and said in a deep voice, "The fault of the major case 20 years ago was not your fault. I know it in my heart, and all the soldiers of the Imperial Guards know it too. The Imperial Guards have been passed down for a hundred years, and they value loyalty the most. Once they recognize their master, they will never have second thoughts again. Please rest assured, sir."
Zhong Mingwei immediately frowned and said, "I don't understand what Commander Ma said. I have never had any dealings with the Imperial Guards, and now I am just a commoner. How can the Imperial Guards recognize me as their master? Moreover, the Imperial Guards are His Majesty's personal army. This is the first time I have heard that the Imperial Guards would recognize a master other than His Majesty. I don't believe that there is such a ridiculous thing in the world. I have lived for thirty-three years and didn't know that I had the support of the Imperial Guards. It's really ridiculous."
"I'm sorry I can't tell you all the twists and turns," Ma Zhiming said calmly, tilting his head back and drinking the wine in the glass. As he put the glass down, he said to Zhong Mingwei, "Someone will explain all this to you in person someday."
"Who is it?" Zhong Mingwei frowned even more tightly. "Who asked you to do this? Was it the King of Pingxi? Or Jinghui?"
Ma Zhiming said seriously, word by word: "Sir, you don't need to know. It is enough for you to know that the Imperial Guards will do their best for you."
"I don't need you to fight for me with all your might! I don't need you to do anything for me!" The next second, Zhong Mingwei slammed the table and glared at Ma Zhiming fiercely, "Go back and tell your master, no matter who he is, whether he feels sorry for me or has other intentions, I don't need him to do anything for me! I don't have any lofty ambitions. Now I just want to be a down-to-earth countryman. If anyone dares to drag me into the dirty water of the capital again, I will fight him to the death!"
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