King Duan is the younger brother of the emperor of this dynasty. He has no real power at hand and is so idle all day long that he often likes to make big news in the city.

Sometimes it was to serve porridge, sometimes it was to catch thieves in the street and send them to the government. However, everyone said that from "thieves" to "catch them" to "sending them to the government", it was arranged by the prince himself.

It is precisely because he loves to show off that there is no one in Kyoto who doesn't recognize his face. Even Cui Yuzhen, who rarely goes out to wander, has seen him commanding a carriage on the street, so Ningzhu recognizes him at a glance.

Meng Hui was relieved to find out the information about the prince from Cui Yuzhen's memory. At first she heard that she was a royal relative and was worried that she would cause trouble for the entire Cui family. At this moment, she finally no longer had any scruples.

"This is really a great opportunity to come to your door!"

Meng Hui wanted to laugh to the sky, and almost shed two lines of crystal clear tears. Thanks to the ancestors for their blessings, thanks to CCTVMTV for all kinds of TVs, when she had no money to do business, she sent such a nice person as Duan Wang!

"Duan Wang has a high status, and waving his hand can cause them to suffer. But Duan Wang is not the younger brother of the emperor's mother and compatriots. Not only does he have no real power, he is not favored by the emperor. At most, he can only cause the master and Cui Da to suffer."

Mr. Cui was the one who received the imperial grain at all. Although the emperor didn't even know whether he was flat or round, King Duan would never dare to attack the entire family of the court officials for the sake of an outer room.

However, the nature of attacking Mr. Cui and Master Cui Dazun is not so bad.

Ninglu, Ningzhu smiled so hard that he could not see his eyes. After a while, Ningzhu asked again: "Girl, what should we do to let King Duan know?"

This is a difficult problem! Meng Hui touched his head. There has been no reporting hotline these days. It is just a whim.

King Duan is usually down-to-earth, but if she learns to stop carriages and people in TV series, she will never have any other result except being beaten so hard that she doesn't even recognize Ningzhu.

Seeing that she had no good idea, Ningzhu lowered her voice to the lowest point and said, "Or... let's spread this matter!"

Meng Hui looked at her in confusion and couldn't make up his mind for a long time. "If it was promoted, King Duan would definitely get the news, but it was known to everyone. What if he didn't take revenge?"

"That's Prince Duan! You forgot that once he had a good time in a brothel, he was bought by a wealthy businessman from another place at a high price. Not only did he smash the brothel, he also sent someone to the rich businessman to grab the person back."

When Ningzhu heard this, Ninglu muttered, "That rich businessman was beaten so badly!"

Cui Yuzhen didn't take this matter to heart, and her memory was vague, and Meng Hui couldn't remember it at all. When she heard this, she felt that it seemed feasible to send the news, but she had to think of a safe way that could not involve them.

"After a while, I went to find my wife again, and said that I hadn't reached the grave this time. I was uneasy and asked you to burn some paper. You can take this opportunity to go to Zhangjia Village and chat with Lian'er."

Meng Hui did not forget to instruct, "Lian'er and the master, Cui Da have no grudges. They just want to take revenge on Cui Yuwei who drove her away. You have to tell her that this matter is related to Cui Yuwei's marriage. Whether Cui Yuwei married into a noble family or became a noble lady, or fell into dust and no one married her, it all depends on whether she can spread the news."

Ningzhu quickly made a draft in her heart. "Don't worry, girl, I know what to say. It's getting late, so take a break."

The moonlight poured into the ground like mercury, and like a hazy fog, which made the dark and cold nights dyed a little dreamy.

Meng Hui slept very sweetly that night, and she felt refreshed when she woke up. Before dawn was still there, she still jumped around for a while until the sound of the condensation beads came from outside and the dew stopped.

The breakfast was still hard steamed buns and porridge, without any change. Just as Meng Hui was trying to soften the steamed buns with hot tea, a noise suddenly came from outside. Ningzhu ran out and soon ran in again.

"Girl, Aunt Li died of illness last night."

Meng Hui was stunned for a moment and quickly recovered as usual. She nodded to show that she knew, and then continued to pick up the steamed buns with chopsticks. Seeing that they were almost soaked, she picked them up and took them a bite.

She felt completely unpleasant. As a modern person, it is inevitable that she would feel a little sad to find that people here can die of "acute illness" at any time. But it is impossible to ask her to sympathize with Aunt Li. So this awkward comes quickly and goes faster.

Especially when I think of Cui Yuying, when I look at Aunt Li's death, I only have the word "deserved" left.

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Aunt Li's death cannot affect the cold-hearted Mr. Cui, nor can it affect Cui Da and Cui Yuwei. The indifference of these two people is a bit beyond Meng Hui's expectations.

Meng Hui goes to Wang's house to pay tribute every day, and occasionally he has a shameless breakfast while Mr. Cui is away. Cui Yuwei still looks like a little pet, and she can't tell any sadness.

Cui Da and she met her once. For some reason, he did not mention Ruyijie, nor did he look at Meng Hui and walked out of the mansion. He walked out in a hurry when he went out with a secret and lewd smile on his face. Meng Hui probably probably went to find the outdoor room at the end of the street.

Mr. Cui is still the same as usual. He eats everything and is very good. As a cultural person, he has not even written a poem for losing the white moonlight!

The only person in the mansion who had changed was Aunt Yun, who had been neighbors with Aunt Li for many years. I don’t know if it was because of the damage to his species or some other reason, Aunt Yun reported to Wang’s place, turned the yard into a small Buddhist temple, and began to practice.

Meng Hui would visit her every now and then, but she still welcomed her warmly and looked more calm than before.

Half a month later, Aunt Li was completely forgotten, and even Lady Liu, who loves to be gossiped the most. Fortunately, because of this incident, the gossip that Cui Da and the outdoor room had not yet been spread from the kitchen circle to the major yards.

Early in the morning, when Meng Hui greeted her, he saw that Mr. Cui was not here and Hongying was not here. Wang was happy and simply gave up the opportunity to eat crystal shrimp dumplings and proposed to let Ningzhu go to the grave on his own.

"I went back and burn paper for my elder sister. The weather was bad and I didn't go. I kept pretending to be like this and couldn't let it go." Meng Hui pretended to rub the corners of his eyes and said softly, "The weather is good today, I want Ningzhu to go there again."

"Let her go." Wang waved his hand and responded lightly.

Cui Yuwei, who was rubbing her shoulders and pinching her back, took the opportunity to ask: "Mother, are there any happy events today? Let's be happy with it!"

Meng Hui pursed his lips. When his mother died, she came to ask about the happy things. She was really careless.

Wang didn't care and said happily: "There is a happy event. I found a good family for Hongying and I will do it in a few days."
Chapter completed!