Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

The two of them had already made up their minds, and they moved extremely quickly. When they found out about the whereabouts of the man from hell, they rushed to Meng's manor together to ask to see Meng Zhao.

In the octagonal pavilion, on the stove hung in the middle, the fire is shining, the boiling water is gurgling, and a pot of sake is scalding, and the aroma of the wine is wafting.

On the four sides of the stone table, there are seven or eight plates of common side dishes for drinking, gold bottles, jade bowls and ivory chopsticks. Although they are not extremely luxurious, they will not wrong themselves in the quality of life.

Although there was no heavy snowfall at this time, there were small pattering snowflakes falling from the sky, falling into the water of the pond, melting instantly, stacking on the cold and hard tiles and stone slabs, forming a thin layer of white snowflakes. Frost.

Outside the octagonal pavilion, along the corridors that are open on all sides, they are guarded by Vermillion Bird guards with long knives hanging from their waists. Each of them has a stern temperament and a strong and tyrannical breath, which shows that they are well-trained.

Not long ago, Zhu Kuan, the head of the Weicao Hall, and Tu Liang, the head of the Tu family, who were planning in the secret room not long ago, were wearing two big robes, one blue and one blue, half bowed their bodies, with their heads lowered, covering their sight, quietly waiting in the gazebo. human speech.

The posture of the two of them was unexpectedly low, and they did not put themselves on the level of a master at all. Instead, they regarded themselves as servants, servants, not afraid of not being polite, but afraid of not doing enough.

Patience is even better than expected. From the clouds in the sky to the patter of light snow, even though the people in the gazebo remained silent, they still waited quietly without any impatience.

Just because there is no movement, it is the best news for the two of them, at least they didn't kill them directly, or ask someone to capture them, right?
In the pavilion, on the grand teacher's chair, Meng Zhao was dining with Han Lu and Zhu'er. He was very busy recently, so he inevitably neglected the women in his back house.

Therefore, today I chose to accompany the two daughters, and also had a meal in the snow. While watching the snow scene outside in the pavilion, I enjoyed food and wine, which was a blessing.

"My lord, I think the two people outside the pavilion have waited long enough, otherwise, you'd better deal with their affairs, so as not to delay the business."

Han Lu has a gentle temperament and loves Meng Zhao deeply. Apart from serving Meng Zhao meticulously every day, she also considers Meng Zhao in every aspect, lest he be too arrogant and spoil good things.

Zhu Kuan and Tu Liang were even more delighted, and they were very grateful to Han Lu.

Before they came, they had done their homework, not to mention that they knew Meng Zhao's women very well, and they also knew a lot about them.

Knowing that although the girl Han Lu was not of high status and was born as Meng Zhao's maidservant, she was extremely favored and the two had a deep relationship.

And his blood brother is Han Pu, one of Meng Zhao's four confidantes. Not only is he strong in martial arts and has a bright future, he is also highly valued by Meng Zhao. In truth, he is not without background.

In the future, even though Han Lu's status is not as good as that of his main wife, she is not someone who can be manipulated by others, and she can befriend her properly.

Meng Zhao hummed, casually took the silk scarf from a maidservant, wiped the corners of her mouth, and said,

"The two of them are also the masters of one party. Although they can't compare with my Meng family, they are also good people in Lingwu City. There must be a reason for their low profile this time. It probably has something to do with colluding with the hell way to rescue Wu Huai'en." Get involved."

Although Meng Zhao's voice was not loud, he didn't intend to suppress it, so the two people outside the pavilion, already covered in thin snow, could hear it clearly, and they were terrified. They knelt down to Meng Zhao in tacit agreement, put their hands on the ground, with thin snow on their foreheads, although the cold wind was biting, but under the impatience, the back of their foreheads was hot and humid.

To be honest, at least he is the master of one side's power. If he is so humble, if it spreads out, he will be ridiculed.

To put it bluntly, Meng Zhao has a high status, strong martial arts, and great influence, so he can't insult other people's personality.

This is also what people often say, a soldier can be killed, but not humiliated, the army can win the commander, and a man can't lose his ambition.

But the two had ghosts in their hearts, and they also remembered the fate of the Purdue Sect and Sui Han's family. Under such circumstances, it seemed understandable to have such a choice. In order to survive, they put their face on the back, which is not embarrassing.

The behavior of the two was so sudden that Han Lu and Zhu'er in the pavilion were also taken aback, but Meng Zhao didn't take it seriously, instead he snorted coldly,
"Making such a gesture proves that my guess is correct, they are going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing."

Seeing this, Han Lu also shook her head. Although she assisted Liang Muqiu, took charge of the back house, and served Meng Zhao, it was not that she was ignorant of the major events that happened in the Meng family.

That Wu Huai'en was backlashed by his own unfeeling Dao skills, and was defeated by Meng Zhao's martial arts will.

In the end, these people were really fooled. I don't know whether Meng Zhao's methods are too clever, or these people are too stupid. They clearly know Meng Zhao's current status, but they are still on the road to death.

She didn't want to pay attention to these things at first, and it had nothing to do with her as a woman.

Just remembering that Meng Zhao shocked the world before, under the two blows of weeping ghosts and gods, directly wiped out the two forces, nearly a thousand people died, and caused such a catastrophe, I felt uneasy, and then I thought about it.

"My lord, you see that they are so cautious, and they came here on their own initiative, thinking that they knew they were wrong, why don't you just listen to what they say, if you want to, you might as well be lenient and let them go.

The last time you took action, there were too many casualties, and there is peace in the world. I still think that peace is the most important thing in everything. "

Han Lu was actually not afraid that Meng Zhao would hurt Tianhe, and she didn't believe in it. If she really believed in fate, the Han family had already fallen into the mud back then, how could they get out?

It is what Han Pu thinks, and it is also what she thinks in Han Lu's heart.

It's just that she was worried that Meng Zhao's behavior would be too domineering, causing too many injuries, causing dissatisfaction, and being criticized by others, so she wanted to persuade him.

Those who have attained the Dao will be helped more than those who have lost the Dao. She hoped that Meng Zhao would be a Daoist instead of one who lost the Dao.

Han Lu's words warmed Zhu Kuan and Tu Liang's hearts. This Mrs. Han really deserves it. Maybe she can go to Han Pu's side in the future?

Although Meng Zhao didn't want it, it was inevitable that the forces under his family would split into factions, and it would never be monolithic in the future.

For example, the four major cronies all have their own personal connections. If they are really monolithic, Meng Zhao himself will be worried.

Since Meng Zhao didn't kill Zhu Kuan and Tu Liang directly, he must have been hesitant. Hearing what Han Lu said, he was also happy, and said with a smile,
"Forget it, today is for your sake.

Hallmaster Zhu, Patriarch Tu, you two get up, talk about things if you have something to say, I'm here to listen. "(end of this chapter)