The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Oh? Shouldn't it," Zhong Mingwei sipped his tea with a frown, and said in a deep voice, "It is said that the queen mother and the father emperor have already reached a tacit agreement. How could Ninggu Tower be so restless?" Zhong Mingwei groaned. , While looking at Pang Yi, "Who else besides the people of the Imperial Forest Army?"

"There is still a force, but the subordinates have not yet figured out the details, but the subordinates are always stared at. This is not running," Pang Yi said, paused, and said, "There are always two people, one share. The person should be the Imperial Forest Army, and the other one is unclear, but he looks at the posture and is not inferior to the Imperial Forest Army. "

"Dare to fight against the Yulin Army, it must also be the capital of the Peking Division," Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice, while rubbing the tea bowl, while paused and said, "But the Ninggu Tower has been entrenched, but it did not start against me, it is not the power of the harem , And wo n’t be a few princes, "Zhong Mingwei pursed his lips, then looked at Pang Yi," This Ninggu Tower has always been the sphere of influence of the Yulin Army, and has been firmly in the hands of the Yulin Army for many years. Who dares to grab the site with Yu Linjun? "

Pang Yi's eyes lit up suddenly: "It's Jinyiwei! Jinyiwei and Yulin Jun have been the opponents for many years, relying on Dai Jingfeng to have a face in front of Long Live Lord, Jinyiwei has really been a wind and water in these years, and he has been forced to suppress the Yulin Army. Outside the capital, seeking breakthroughs, and in places like Ninggu Tower, Jin Yiwei was very jealous, and the Yulin Army could n’t lose it. ”

"That's it," Zhong Mingwei nodded, and after some thought, Zhong Mingwei said to Pang Yi, "Maybe you can contact the Yulin Army."

Pang Yi was stunned, and then busy asked: "Yeah, you mean ..."

"I don't mean anything else, and I don't even have the idea of ​​standing in line. I just want to live peacefully in Ningguta," Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice. "It's just that Ningguta is a slap in the big land, and where can it survive? The two forces of Yulinjun and Jinyiwei? At that time, there must be another battle. At that time, my waste prince is afraid to become a stepping stone for others. It is better to make an early plan. Compared with Jinyiwei, this dragon of the Beijing division, the Yulinjun This ground snake is more secure and reliable. "

"Yes, the subordinates are also more optimistic about the Yulin Army," Pang Yi said. "Although the Jinyiwei has developed rapidly, it still has hundreds of years of inheritance than the Yulin Army. Moreover, the old fox of Dai Jingfeng, the subordinates really can't believe it."

...

The next day.

Pang Yi went down the mountain early in the morning. Zhong Mingwei and Gu Changlin sat on the kang. Gu Changlin took the silver needle and roasted it on the fire, then pierced Zhong Mingwei's swollen knee. Zhong Mingwei frowned slightly, watching the blood. The pus slowly flowed down the pinhole.

"In the past two days, let all the pus in my knees be cleaned up," Gu Changlin said while taking out a silver needle and stabbing it in, while gently turning the silver needle with his fingers to release more The pus, "When the pus is clean, you have to scrape the carrion out of it, and the pus has been wiped for a long time. I am afraid there will be a lot of carrion."

"Yes, Mr. Lao," Zhong Mingwei frowned, paused, and adjusted to the pain. His brows slowly stretched out, while looking at Gu Changlin, "Mr. Gu, how long do I have to raise this leg before I can take it easy? Alright? "

"Are you anxious again, right?" Gu Changlin squinted at him, snorting with a silver needle in his side, and sneered, "I am an old man in his sixties, a good year, I'm just over the top. I'm not in a hurry to run you through the snow for hundreds of miles to heal you. Which one of you is in a hurry? "

Zhong Mingwei nodded a little bit unwillingly: "Yes, it's too small to be impatient."

"I thought that after taking this lesson, you wouldn't be impatient. Unexpectedly, hum, don't remember long," Gu Changlin hummed, while twisting the silver needle in his hand, he looked at Zhong Mingwei with all his might. Does your little wife despise you? "

Zhong Mingwei's cheeks flushed suddenly. He had never been an emotionally exposed person, but it was a bit embarrassing to listen to Gu Changlin's mention of Ah Chou.

"No ... nothing." Zhong Mingwei couldn't hold his face, and then dropped his head, and took the yellowed "General History of Ancient and Modern History" from Kangtou. This was still brought by Chen Qingxuan. He took it this day. The book stayed. In fact, he had read this book twenty years ago, but it must be Ding Yunwen's book. He stayed beside him and always felt kind when looking at it.