"Young Master Pan was Mei'er's savior. There was an accident at home, and my husband died early. I was left alone with the child in my belly." Mei'er's thoughts seemed to have drifted far away: "
After I gave birth to a child, I was unable to raise him, and I was unwilling to live in the world and be humiliated. In the end, I had to beg all the way and almost starved to death. One late winter night, my child became seriously ill, and I carried him and walked in the snow.
I traveled several miles to seek medical advice, but I had no money and no one paid any attention to me."
Speaking of this, a glimmer of light suddenly ignited in her dim eyes: "Later, I was really hungry, cold and desperate, so I just hugged the child and fell in the snow, waiting to die together. Just when I felt that I was just one step away from death.
When we were only a few steps away, the second young master suddenly appeared."
The three people in the carriage listened attentively to this little-known story about Mr. Pan. Du Ruotong couldn't help but ask: "He saved your mother and son later?"
Meier smiled: "Yes, he not only saved us, but also gave me some money so that I could go back to the countryside to find some small business."
"Then what? Why did you become the oiran again?" This time it was Gong Yueyue's turn to ask.
"Then I always wanted to repay him, but he always politely refused. I had to follow him secretly, hoping to find an opportunity to help him in his difficult time. In the end, I discovered that he was secretly a grand thief who robbed the rich and gave to the poor...
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"What happened next?" Her narration was like squeezing out toothpaste, which almost drove Gong Yueyue crazy.
"Then I thought of a way to repay him, which was to be his assistant and help him collect information about the city. In Luoyang City, the place with the most complicated flow of people and the easiest place to get information is the **."
As soon as she finished speaking, Gong Yueyue, Du Ruotong and Zhao Changyuan were all shocked.
Gong Yueyue asked her in disbelief: "Ah? You just... sold yourself?" Even if it was to repay a favor, the sacrifice would be too great. Just now she said she didn't want to be humiliated by others.
With.
Seeing the surprised expressions of the three of them, Meier just smiled lightly: "I'm just a courtesan in name only. The famous Mr. Pan is the one who dominates, so no one dares to provoke me."
Hearing what she said, Du Ruotong's heart dropped again.
Gong Yueyue simply asked more directly: "I see, then have you... ever..." Have you ever rolled on the bed? She knew that this was what Du Ruotong cared about most.
Mei'er's cheeks were blushing, but she told the truth honestly: "To be honest, who wouldn't be tempted by a man like the Second Young Master? Many times, I expressed to him openly and secretly...that I was willing to
But he is a true gentleman, he treats me politely from beginning to end, and never goes out of line."
Zhao Changyuan couldn't help but chuckle when he heard his wife and Du Ruotong let out a sigh of relief.
"So last time...why were you so flirting on the street?" Gong Yueyue glanced at Du Ruotong, whose expression softened, and took a step closer to help her clear up her doubts.
"I learned about the arrest of Dongdu Xia in my hometown, so I rushed here overnight. I later found out that the arrested man was not the second young master. I went to the second young master's home to persuade him to leave Luoyang to avoid the limelight, but he
No matter how you put it, you just refused. That’s why you guys bumped into me and pulled you into the street..."
Du Ruotong was completely relieved, but when he recalled the slap he gave the bad boy that day, he couldn't help but feel annoyed again.
"This Evil Young Master Pan is so well hidden that he deceived us all." Yueyue admired in her heart. He is really the originator of Infernal Affairs and the grandfather of undercover agents.
Meier begged again with a grimace: "Please save him, he is a good man, how could he let a good man die like this?"
Yueyue straightened her face and spoke in a tough tone: "You don't need to say that we will save him. My husband-in-law and I are friends of the second young master. And this girl is his fiancée. In this situation, it is not appropriate for you to show up.
It's better to go back to your hometown and take care of your children." Du Ruotong is Yue Yue's best friend here. She can't just watch Pan Ershao have a time bomb next to him. As the saying goes, you are not afraid of thieves stealing, but the most afraid of thieves is thinking about time.
After a long time, I don’t know what kind of trouble will happen, so it’s better to clear it up as soon as possible.
Mei'er said nonchalantly: "I understand... I'd like to ask you to take your time. Mei'er, it's time to go back." After saying that, he said goodbye to them, lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage.
Du Ruotong, the silly elder sister, asked in confusion: "Yueyue, why are you so fierce?"
Yue Yue couldn't laugh or cry: "Am I mean? I'm doing this for her own good. Whether Master Pan is dead or alive, nothing will happen to her anyway, so why let her continue to get trapped in it? She takes care of her child, which is the main business.
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Zhao Changyuan, who had been silent all this time, also spoke up: "My lady is right, what Pan Jingyuan needs most right now is you, Du Ruotong, and besides, it's really not appropriate for her to show up."
Du Ruotong held his head and was anxious: "You jealous man, what should we do now that things have happened?"
After careful consideration, Zhao Changyuan said to the two of them: "Let's not act rashly. Pan Jingyuan is the son of the Grand Master no matter what, and Grand Master Pan will never watch his son die. And I think the Emperor will also consider it as appropriate.
Things may not be as bad as we expected."
"Oops!" Yueyue suddenly screamed, making everyone in the car startled.
"Did you remember something?" Zhao Changyuan asked her in surprise.
She was a little embarrassed: "Do you have any more buns? I'm hungry again."
Seeing that Taishi Pan had been greatly hit, the emperor couldn't bear to get angry again in front of him. After the palace people helped Taishi Pan down, the emperor was so angry that he almost set the Jinluan Hall on fire. "This youngest son of the Pan family is amazing!"
Ah!" The tea set on the table became cannon fodder again.
"Your Majesty, please calm down!" The ministers hurriedly knelt on the ground.
"Kill officials, steal official residences, and break into my palace privately! No wonder he refuses to be an official even if I ask him to do so. He is such a gangster!" The emperor's voice rang alone in the Jinluan Palace, and his anger shook every minister.
In my ears, no one dared to say a kind word.
"According to my decree, Pan Jingyuan will be escorted to Dali Temple for trial. The minister of Dali Temple and the governor of Kaifeng will jointly review the case. Anyone who bends the law for personal gain will be punished!"
The Dali Temple minister tried the Dongdu Xia case very quickly. It was not that the Shaoqing and the Kaifeng governor were selfless or clever. It was that the evil master Pan confessed to all the crimes he had committed. Except for one, he broke into the palace at night.
This alarmed the Holy Master, who had no memory of when he had done such a thing.
So when the official held the note that was affixed to the emperor's forehead that night in front of him and asked him to recognize the handwriting, Monk Zhanger was confused. He admitted that it was indeed his own handwriting, but he had no impression of it at all.
Finally, he thought about it carefully and thought that it might be some hero who saw that Gu Zhongyi was innocent and pitiful, so he pretended to be a Dongdu knight and entered the palace at night to alert the emperor. Although he didn't understand why this person wrote the same handwriting as his own, damn the young man
I felt that he had no ill intentions and was just trying to save people. Now that I have died several times, and this happened all because of myself, why not just admit it altogether so as not to implicate others in the future.
So the case of Dong Du Xia was concluded in less than three days. The defendant Pan Jingyuan was found guilty of murder, theft, and driving under arrest. He was punished for several crimes and sentenced to death.
No one dared to clear up the relationship, no one dared to plead with the emperor. Even Pan Yu was ordered by the emperor to temporarily stay in the mansion to recuperate. Everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion.
Except for his father and brother, Pan Ershao thought that no one would go to prison to visit him as a dying man. Until the white face that he had disliked the most since he was a child appeared outside the dark and damp iron window. His calm heart was stirred up.
There was a wave of emotions, I couldn't tell whether it was joy or sadness. I always felt that I would have no regrets about having a close friend in my life, but this friendship came a little late.
The iron door was opened by the jailer from the outside, and Zhao Changyuan could only barely step in through the door after bending down.
Neither of the two young men spoke first, they just sat facing each other on the ground. Until Zhao Changyuan took out the two bottles of wine he had prepared and threw one to the evil young man.
The evil young man smiled brightly: "I've known you for so many years, but I didn't realize it. It turns out you are good at this."
Zhao Changyuan felt a little sad when he saw that the always high-spirited man had become much haggard. He forced out a smile and said, "I have known you for so long, and you have impressed me."
"I'm afraid we won't have a chance to talk anymore. Let's not talk nonsense today and just talk about what's on our mind." The evil young man has never told anyone what's on his mind in his life: "I have disliked you since I was a child. I always think you are white.
And stupid like a pussy."
Zhao Changyuan smiled tolerantly: "I know, and I also know that you and other children secretly gave me several nicknames."
"Well, let me think about it. There are white rabbits and white geese... hahahaha!" The evil young man recalled this, and both of them laughed. "Actually, thinking about it later, it was because we were jealous that you grew up better than other children since you were young.
, and please the elders. And later I discovered that you are actually not stupid at all, you are just tolerant and generous to the people around you and never care about you. Unfortunately, I discovered it too late and there is no chance to be friends with you."
Zhao Changyuan suppressed his smile and said sincerely: "I'm not as good as you said, and I'm afraid I can't find a more tolerant and generous person in this world than you, Pan Jingyuan. You are a true hero. Compared with you, we are all
I'm so ashamed." Carrying a lifetime of infamy, but doing righteous things alone, this kind of courage and courage really puts all the young men in Luoyang City to shame. Even Yang Jinyi couldn't help but praise Shao Shao.
The evil young man disagreed: "Don't say that. No matter you are a son of a man, a minister, an official, a general, or a husband, you are perfect. Unlike me, who is a son of man but unfilial, and a minister who is unruly and likes me.
A woman... I actually regret it. If I had known she was like this, I should have been nicer to her. At least I wouldn't have any regrets. In my life, I have been worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth, but I have been ashamed of my dearest relatives and loved ones."
He himself knows the bitterness of gains and losses behind those "chivalrous acts".
"There is still a chance. We haven't given up on you. Don't despair so quickly." Although the emperor has not seen his courtiers for many days, Zhao Changyuan still goes outside the palace every day to ask for an audience. At the same time, he will also meet Pan who is also exhausted both mentally and physically.
Father and son.
The bad boy didn't want to think about these things that he couldn't control anymore, so he deliberately changed the topic: "What are your plans in the future? Are you going to fight for the rest of your life?" (To be continued)