The middle-aged woman looked gentle and said, "It's been so many years, and she still cares about what it does. Besides, aren't we living a good life now? Although you don't have any real power on hand, everyone knows you and Zhang.

Adults have some in-law relationships, and they also give us some face on weekdays."

"Not to mention the local area, I came to my hometown last month, saying that the magistrate of our hometown ordered that your ancestral tombs be renovated. In your county town, you are a Beijing official, and the whole thing is

The family is honored."

"Aren't these all good?"

Meng Bingwen groaned and said, "You don't understand. In the local area, things are just local government affairs and relations. I can always grasp it, but in the capital, it has caused some slight turmoil.

For me, it’s a huge wave that can make me crushed to pieces.”

Hearing helplessness and fear from her husband's words, the middle-aged woman asked hurriedly: "But what happened today? I was worried all day long. I only felt at ease when I came back, but now

Is there any repetition?"

Meng Bingwen was about to speak, but a hurried knock came from outside the door.

The knock on the door came suddenly and violently, which shocked Meng Bingwen, who was already restless.

Before he could speak, the housekeeper immediately appeared and ran to open the door.

The housekeeper, who didn't know what happened, was still holding the airs of the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, opened the door with a dark face and said, "Who is who? Do you understand the rules? You knock on the door like this in the middle of the night, but you are asking for trouble? Do you know

I know whose house this is..."

Before he could finish his words, a signature embroidered sword pushed him in against his neck.

Immediately afterwards, a team of Jinyiwei rushed in.

Their division of labor was clear, and several people surrounded Meng Bingwen and his wife. The others immediately searched all the rooms in the entire mansion and brought out the people found inside one by one.

Meng Bingwen suddenly stood up, his heart sinking into the bottom of the valley, but his face still pretended to be calm and shouted: "What are you going to do!?"

"I am the right minister of the Ministry of Rites of the current dynasty. Do you dare to break into this official's mansion with weapons? No one wants to live anymore?"

No one paid attention to him in the Jinyiwei.

A centurion walked out, wearing a hat, and the rain hangs down the brim of the hat like a bead curtain. His ordinary face was full of coldness, and he said, "You are the one you are catching.

Right Minister of Rites.”

"Don't be unbalanced. I've been here all the way, and I've been arrested as much as you, and I've been much more noisy than you. In the end, I'm still taken away by me honestly, so I advise you to resist less,

But if you are given a death order, you will kill them if you resist. Then the disaster will be caused to your family. You will be the one who is tragic, and you will not be someone else."

The centurion's words made Meng Bingwen press down on his resentment and bitterness in an instant.

He looked at his wife who was so scared that she was driven out and was at a loss, and said to the centurion almost begging: "Can I let my family have a way out?"

The centurion sneered and said, "I am only responsible for arresting people. I am ordered to arrest you and seize your mansion. Everyone is allowed to enter and not leave. As for whether your family can escape this disaster, I can't make the decision.
Chapter completed!