As soon as the words fell, everyone was shocked, especially Fang Zuotang. He and Zhong Mingwei were not familiar with each other. In the few times they met, Zhong Mingwei was gentle and elegant. He had wondered in his heart, how could the emperor not tolerate such a good-tempered prince. Today, he finally saw this side of Zhong Mingwei. He looked at Zhong Mingwei's eyes that were soaked with anger and lowered his head silently.
"Mingwei," Meiya gently touched Zhong Mingwei's feet, while looking up at Ma Zhiming. "Commander Ma, you should have seen it on this trip. The life that Mingwei and I lead now is not as affluent as when he was in the capital, but it is more comfortable. He was injured and hit a wall in the capital before. It was not easy for him to leave the capital, and it was not easy for him to live his current life. We really don't want you, the Imperial Guards, or anyone else to disturb us again. Since he left the capital at the beginning of last year, no matter what happens in the capital, it has nothing to do with him. I hope you can understand, and I also hope you can convey to your master that no matter what he thinks, please don't worry about Mingwei anymore."
After a long silence, Ma Zhiming stood up, bowed deeply to Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya, and said, "I understand, and I will definitely convey your intentions to you, so please rest assured."
Zhong Mingwei didn't say anything, but Mei Ya looked at Ma Zhiming with a smile: "In that case, I'll have to trouble Commander Ma."
"You are too polite, madam," Ma Zhiming said with a bow. "In that case, I will take my leave."
"Have a safe trip," Meiya stood up and walked the man to the door with Pang Yi. She looked back and made sure that Zhong Mingwei didn't follow. She walked to Ma Zhiming and asked in a low voice, "Commander Ma, I want to ask you about someone."
Ma Zhiming hurriedly said, "Madam, please speak."
"It's Master Duan Chenghong. How is he now?" Meiya asked hurriedly, "Has he received the news of Miss Duan's death? Are he and his wife okay?"
"That, I don't know," Ma Zhiming said with an embarrassed look on his face. He really didn't know. With his status, there was no need for him to have any dealings with a mere sixth-rank Hanlin Academy editor. He hurriedly said, "Wait until I get back to Beijing to find out for Madam, and then give her a reply, okay?"
"No need for that," Mei Ya shook her head, and took out a silver note of 1,000 taels from her sleeve and handed it over, saying, "Commander Ma, please give this to Lord Duan. Just find a reason. Don't say it was given by me, and don't mention Ming Wei, understand?"
"Yes, I obey your command." Ma Zhiming looked at the banknote, then took it and put it away. "I will personally deliver it to Lord Duan, please rest assured, Madam."
"Thank you very much." Mei Ya said with a sigh of relief.
"Goodbye!" Ma Zhiming and Fang Zuotang got on the carriage together, and Kong Wenmin drove away.
"Madam, you are too generous," Pang Yi couldn't help but say, "One thousand taels of silver, and you didn't even blink an eye."
In the past, Pang Yi would never say such words, but things are different now. He has been used to living the life of an ordinary citizen. Although he does not need to worry about money, he knows that money is hard to come by. Even a grown man like Pang Yi will bargain when he goes out on the street now, so when he saw Mei Ya offering one thousand taels at a time, he couldn't help but say such a sour remark.
"Lord Duan and Madam Duan have had a very difficult life. First, they were implicated by Ming Wei and their family fell into poverty. Now they have lost their daughter in old age. It is so tragic. I can't do anything else for them. This is all I can offer you." Mei Ya sighed and turned to walk into the yard. She suddenly said to Pang Yi, "Pang Yi, Ming Wei is already in this state, why are there always people who want to stop him?"
Yes, Zhong Mingwei’s legs were crippled, his reputation was in disgrace, and the Xu family behind him was also ruined. He managed to save his life thanks to a few tears from the empress dowager. Even in this situation, why are some people still unwilling to let him go?
Mei Ya just couldn't understand it.
"Madam, the tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop. There is nothing we can do about it. Who let me be born in the royal family?" Pang Yi sighed, and seeing Mei Ya's slightly frowned brows, Pang Yi hurriedly said, "But I don't think Commander Ma is reckless. What's more, Commander Ma is the commander of the Imperial Guards, so he will not act recklessly. Madam, don't worry."
"I hope so." Meiya sighed silently.
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