Chapter 882 Do You Really Know Nothing?

It wasn't until this time that he suddenly realized that what kind of warmth and loving father were all his wishful thinking. Why did he forget that this is the Tianjia? How can there be a father-son relationship in the Tian family? There has always been only the word "junchen".

"Look at this excerpt." After an unknown amount of time, when Zhong Ming'e felt that his legs were about to break from his knees, he heard a neutral word floating down from his head, and immediately after that, he heard "pata" With a sound, a memorial fell in front of Zhong Ming'e.

"I don't dare." Zhong Ming'e kowtowed in a hurry.

"It's not a problem, I'll let you see," Zhong Zhiheng looked down at Zhong Ming'e who didn't dare to move, and said calmly, "It's about your grandfather's family, I want to hear your opinion."

Zhong Ming'e was startled, then reached for the memorial, and opened it tremblingly. As soon as he opened it, his whole heart became cold, and then there were fine beads of sweat, and then his hands He was trembling even more, and when he finished reading the last word, beady beads of sweat fell on the memorial with a "click". Zhong Ming'e was so busy wiping his face with his sleeve that he raised his head while panting, nervous and nervous. Looking at Zhong Zhiheng in shock: "Father, this is... what does this mean?"

"What do you mean you don't understand?" Zhong Zhiheng said indifferently, glanced at the pale Zhong Ming'e, then lifted his feet and sat down in front of the soft couch, "When Jin Yiwei asked why Princess Chahui gave birth to a strange baby, What's wrong with discovering that the Cui clan's sons have bad debts? Ming'e, are you really ignorant of these things?"

"Son, I don't know." Zhong Ming'e said with trembling lips.

"You don't know about Huichun Pill?" Zhong Zhiheng said indifferently.

"Yes... I've never heard of it, I really don't know." Zhong Ming'e tried hard to speak clearly, but his voice trembled badly.

"Then it seems that you, like me, have been kept in the dark by Cui's family," Zhong Zhiheng said with a sneer, while picking up the teacup on the small table and gently holding it up and down, he said slowly, "Since you don't even know about Huichun Pill, then you probably don't know about other things either?"

"Yes, I don't know about it," Zhong Ming'e said, pursing his lips while gritting his teeth and asked, "I don't know how Jin Yiwei found out these old things, please tell me something."

"What? Are you suspicious that I ordered Jin Yiwei to blame the Cui family?" Zhong Zhiheng said slowly, with lowered eyebrows, looking at Zhong Ming'e who was kneeling on the ground and dared not lift his head.

"My son dare not! My son absolutely dare not!" Zhong Ming'e hastily kowtowed his head like garlic, "Father has learned from you, my son will definitely not dare to doubt father!"

"Okay." Zhong Zhiheng frowned.

"Yes, thank you Father, I feel sorry for you," Zhong Ming'e knelt up straight, and said cautiously, "My son is worried that Father will be... deceived by others, so I... ask more questions."

"Yes, I was also afraid of being deceived by others, so I built Jinyiwei, but I never thought that I would still be deceived by people all these years, and it was always my closest relatives who deceived me," Zhong Zhiheng said slowly, While putting the teacup back on the small table, he paused and said, "The queen mother deceived me because of the Xu family, and the imperial concubine deceived me because of Prince Rong and the Zhao family." At this point, Zhong Zhiheng looked at Zhong Ming'e, After a pause, he said again, "Your concubine mother, the most virtuous and virtuous concubine Shu, hasn't she ever deceived me?"

"Father..." Zhong Ming'e couldn't say a word, and he didn't know whether it was fear, nervousness, or sadness, which made his eyes blurred. He looked at the hem of the shining dragon robe in front of him with tears, except for a cry. Sobbing loudly, unable to speak anymore.