The middle-aged woman looked gentle and said: "It's been so many years, and you still care about what it does. Besides, aren't our lives very easy now? Although you don't have any real power in your hands, everyone knows that you and Zhang
The adults are related by marriage, and they give us some face on weekdays."
"Not to mention the local situation. Last month, a letter came from my hometown, saying that the magistrate of our hometown ordered that all your ancestral graves be renovated. In your county, a capital official like you has appeared.
The whole family follows you and you are honored."
"Aren't these all benefits?"
Meng Bingwen snorted and said: "You don't understand. In the local area, the only thing that can hold up is local government affairs and relationships. I can always keep a handle on what comes and goes, but in the capital, if it makes a little bit of waves,
To me, it's a wave that can shatter me to pieces."
Hearing helplessness and fear from her husband's words, the middle-aged woman hurriedly asked: "But what happened today? I have been on tenterhooks all day, and it was only when I saw you came back that I felt relieved, but now
Will it happen again?"
Just as Meng Bingwen was about to speak, there was a rapid knock on the door.
The knock on the door was sudden and violent, startling Meng Bingwen, who was already uneasy.
Before he could say anything, the housekeeper immediately appeared and ran to open the door.
The butler, who didn't know what was going on, still held up the door of the residence of the right minister of etiquette, opened the door with a dark face and said: "Who is it? Do you know the rules? You knock on the door like this in the middle of the night, but you are causing trouble? Do you know?
Do you know whose house this is..."
Before he finished speaking, a signature embroidered spring knife was pressed against his neck and pushed him in.
Immediately afterwards, a group of uniformed guards rushed in quickly.
Their division of labor was clear. A few people surrounded Meng Bingwen and his wife, and the others immediately searched all the rooms in the mansion and took out everyone found inside.
Meng Bingwen stood up suddenly. His heart was sinking to the bottom, but he 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. You actually dare to break into my residence with weapons. Don't you all want to live?"
No one in Jin Yiwei paid any attention to him.
A centurion came out. He was wearing a bamboo hat, and the rainwater hung along the brim of his hat like a bead curtain. His plain face was filled with a pair of eyes full of frightening coldness. He said: "You are the one I am arresting."
Right Minister of Rites."
"Don't be unbalanced. When I came here, I arrested people who were bigger than you and made more noise than you. In the end, you were taken away by me honestly. So I advise you to resist less. The boss
But a death order has been issued. If you people resist, you will be killed without mercy. Then it will harm your family. It will be you who will suffer, and no one else."
The centurion's words instantly suppressed the resentment and bitterness in Meng Bingwen's belly.
He looked at his wife, who was pale with fright, and then at his children who had been driven out and were at a loss. He almost begged the centurion and said, "Can you let my family live?"
The centurion sneered and said: "I am only responsible for arresting people. My orders are to arrest you personally and seal your mansion. No one is allowed in or out. As for whether your family can escape this disaster, I can't decide."
