Ming Zizhan gave a thumbs up and said, "Miss Yan, besides my aunt, you are the second person I have convinced of!"
Second nephew, in fact, you admire the same person. Are you surprised or irritated?
Ming Xingjian personally sent Yan Mingzhu back to the cell, and then told Ming Zizhan: "Second brother, I need to go out to do something. Miss Yan, you have to watch out. The prince's matter cannot happen again."
"Don't worry, brother. If anyone dares to touch Miss Yan, please ask me if I agree with the sword in my hand first!"
Although Ming Zizhan patted his chest and promised, Ming Xingjian was still quite uneasy about his younger brother, and it could be said that he looked back three times at a time.
After Ming Xingjian left, Ming Zizhan turned around and asked the servant to go to Jixiang Building to order wine and food, and then send them to Dali Temple.
As a result, the originally gloomy and creepy Tianlao was instantly enveloped by the aroma of wine and food.
The government officials wanted to stop him but did not dare to do so. This was the young master of the Ming family, and he was under the orders of His Highness Dingbei King. They did not dare to offend anyone they offended.
He could only pretend not to see it and let Ming Zizhan bring the sumptuous food and wine into the cell. Those who knew it was a prison cell, but those who didn't know it thought it was a banquet.
"Miss Yan, I don't know what you like to eat. These dishes are all Jixianglou's specialty dishes. They taste very good. I spent a long time at the birthday banquet today. I must be starving. Please try them."
Yan Mingzhu looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table and was both amused and helpless. In fact, what she wanted to say was that she was really not hungry at the banquet before, but rather stuffed.
After all, during the entire banquet, except when she needed to show her face, she was eating almost all the time, and she devoured all the dishes on the table.
She wasn't actually hungry yet, but Ming Zizhan was so enthusiastic that she couldn't resist it. She moved the tip of her nose and said with a smile, "This wine has been brewed for at least ten years, right?"
"Miss Yan has a good nose. This is called Peach Blossom Wine. It is the signature wine of Jixianglou. We sell five bottles a day. The vintage of this bottle is twenty years old. Even if you have money, it is difficult to buy it."
After saying that, Ming Zizhan opened the altar lid and asked tentatively: "How does Miss Yan drink? This wine is quite strong. If..."
Yan Mingzhu pushed the bowl forward happily, "Just fill it up."
"Okay, I just like that Miss Yan is so cheerful!"
The delicious wine and delicacies made the prisoners in the cells next to them salivate and poke their heads out of the cells one after another. Even if they couldn't eat, just looking at it would satisfy their hunger.
The cell opposite suddenly made a banging sound.
Ming Zizhan looked back strangely, and saw a man with disheveled hair, dirty body, and mottled blood on his face. I don't know, he thought he crawled out of some death pit. If it was late at night, it would be weird.
People panic.
"The prisoner opposite has committed a capital crime and was beaten like this. I'm afraid even my parents won't be able to recognize him, right?"
Yan Mingzhu took a sip of the wine, which was spicy and refreshing. She licked the corner of her mouth comfortably before replying: "Oh, that's Pei Ninghe."
puff!
Ming Zizhan was so shocked that he spit out a mouthful of wine. Yan Mingzhu seemed to have had a premonition and moved aside while he was spitting out the wine, accurately avoiding it.
"Is that bitch Pei Ninghe? Hahaha, it's so satisfying! This guy dared to harm Ayu before. Fortunately, Ayu was lucky and didn't ride the drugged horse. Otherwise, if something happened to Ayu, I
I have to peel her skin off,
But the yamen at Dali Temple are quite sensible. Beating her up to look like a human and a ghost saves me the trouble of doing it myself, so as not to dirty my hands."
While talking, Yan Mingzhu had already drank a large bowl, and then put the bowl towards Ming Zizhan and pushed it, motioning for him to fill it up, and then casually replied: "It was the prince's people who beat him, she thought the prince was Wuyun."
He brought a group of people in to rescue her.
She was making a lot of noise there, so the prince ordered someone to go in and beat her up. She didn't come back to trouble me until there was no more noise."
Ming Zizhan was dumbfounded when he heard this, "Tiger's poison can't eat its seeds. Although Pei Ninghe is a concubine, the blood on her body is still the blood of the Pei family. As her cousin, the prince is so cruel to his cousin.
He is a vicious person who can even kill his own closest relatives. If he really succeeds to the throne in the future, wouldn't he want to kill all those who threaten him? It's terrible. Compared with this, King Dingbei is really a royal flower.
Rather than stained little white flowers.”
Hearing Ming Zizhan describe Qi Jue as a little white flower, Yan Mingzhu burst out laughing, "Do you dare to say this again in front of His Highness?"
"Don't dare, don't dare, I can't beat him now. You have to give in when it's time to give in. It's important to keep the dog's head."
Yan Mingzhu was so amused, "You are not like this in front of Mr. Zhuang. Where is your lofty ambition to fight when you can't stop arguing, and refuse to give up until your face is swollen?"
Ming Zizhan touched the tip of his nose and said, "How can it be the same? If I fail to win against Zhuang Ke, he will definitely be worse off than me. This is called killing three thousand enemies and losing a hundred to oneself. But if we fight against King Dingbei,
Then all I'm left with is shit,
It's like the last polo match. Although I really don't want to admit it, this guy is really good at martial arts, and his equestrian skills are even better. A group of us put together a group of us and targeted one of him, and we were all beaten. It's really a painful past to look back on.
When you bow your head, you still have to bow your head."
The two of them talked to each other and drank one bowl after another, as if they were treating the Dali Temple Tianlao as a restaurant.
And here, Queen Pei was about to be pissed to death.
Originally, everything was almost as planned today. She wanted to avenge her shame and was in an extremely good mood. However, her good mood had not lasted for a few hours when a maid hurried in from outside.
"Queen, it's not good, something serious is going to happen!"
Aunt Lu took a step forward and scolded: "It is forbidden to rush in Kunning Palace, if you don't kneel down quickly!"
The palace maid hurriedly knelt down. When Queen Pei saw the palace maid in such a hurry, her eyelids jumped, "What happened?"
"Your Majesty... His Highness the Crown Prince is back, but... His Highness was carried back, and His Highness has... no killing blood on his body."
With a bang, the tea cup in Queen Pei's hand fell to the ground. She didn't care about anything else and hurriedly walked out, "Xi'er was fine when she went out. How could something like this happen? Where is the imperial doctor? Is the imperial doctor here?
"
Rushing to the East Palace as quickly as possible, Queen Pei was so anxious that she couldn't even take care of her usual dignified etiquette.
Seeing the prince lying on the bed with a pale face and even blood stains on his body, Queen Pei's heart twitched.
"Xi'er, my son, what exactly is going on? How did you protect the prince?"