"Yes, I understand. I am trying to suppress before I can lift you up. I am just waiting for the fish to take the bait," Kong Wenmin nodded. "The fourth prince has just been assassinated in the palace. Zhou Youan and the mysterious person behind him must be very well behaved during this period. They will not show their true colors in a short period of time. Let them wait and see for a while. When everything is calm, they will definitely have contact again. Then we will catch them all in one fell swoop!"
"As long as the assassin of the Fourth Prince is not caught, there will be no peace," Zhong Mingwei pondered. He closed the lid of the teapot and whispered, "However, we can create an illusion of peace."
Pang Yi was stunned: "Master, do you mean... to set up a target first?"
"What do you think?" Zhong Mingwei smiled at him. Pang Yi also smiled. Kong Wenmin was a beat slower and then followed suit.
“The dumplings are here!”
Mei Ya came in with a tray. On the tray were three bowls of steaming dumplings. Pang Yi hurried over to greet her. He took the tray from her and said with a smile: "Madam really loves us. She knows we are hungry. She prepared a midnight snack for us."
"Yeah, it's already this late, you must be hungry," Meiya said with a smile, distributing chopsticks to several people. Seeing the three of them busy eating dumplings, Meiya was startled and slapped her forehead again, "Look at my memory, I clearly mashed the garlic, how come I forgot to bring it over?"
"Madam, I'll get it!" Pang Yi volunteered hurriedly, put down his chopsticks, and rushed out.
"Oh, sir, you didn't mention it just now, what is the connection between you and the shopkeeper of Feihualou?" Kong Wenmin suddenly remembered this, put down his chopsticks, and looked at Zhong Mingwei expectantly, "I made a lot of efforts to investigate Feihualou a few days ago, but I didn't know that the shopkeeper of Feihualou was an extremely mysterious character. I spent a lot of effort to find out that the shopkeeper was a woman, and there was no other gain. Sir, what is the connection between you and the female shopkeeper?"
Zhong Mingwei felt two fiery gazes suddenly cast towards him, just like two steel knives. He silently put down his chopsticks, chewed the dumplings in his mouth, raised his head, and then met his wife's fierce eyes. Zhong Mingwei looked away a little guiltily. He looked at the big guy in front of him who was still curious. He really wanted to pour the whole bowl of dumplings on his curious and admiring face...
What does it mean to bring up something that is not related to the topic? Does he really not understand?
"Master, what is your connection with the owner of Feihua Tower?" Kong Wenmin asked again, his curiosity even stronger.
"I bought Feihua Tower," Zhong Mingwei said to Kong Wenmin through gritted teeth, "just the day before yesterday."
"How much silver did it cost?!" This time it was Meiya's turn to be curious. No... not just curious, the raging anger in her eyes seemed to burn even more vigorously.
"Two... two..." Zhong Mingwei tried to calm himself down, but his tongue became clumsy. He lowered his head guiltily and whispered, "Two hundred thousand taels."
“Crash!”
Meiya could hear the sound of her own heart breaking.
Kong Wenmin felt like he might have said something wrong. He carefully looked at Zhong Mingwei, who was looking listless, and... Mei Ya, who was holding her hands on her waist. Then he lowered his head silently. He felt like he didn't just seem to have said something wrong, but that he definitely said something wrong. But... what exactly did he say wrong?
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