Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

On the same day, Meng Zhao held a big banquet in the manor, drinking and having fun with his cronies and high-level officials, and made an official appearance to announce his return. The scene was extremely lively and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

On the second day, Meng Zhao began to summon his subordinates one by one, whether it was his four confidantes, the old man who came with the second wife of the Meng family, or the newcomer who came to Lingwu City and joined the job, none of them was missed. Down.

Just as Meng Zhao thought before, the reward that should be awarded, the punishment that should be punished, both kindness and majesty, will win people's hearts.

For this matter alone, Meng Zhao spent nearly three days.

There is no way, the stall under him is too big now, masters, capable and outstanding talents are emerging in endlessly, not to mention that it is not a formality, but to win over the opponent's habits, it will take more effort.

In addition, if you want to win people's hearts, you have to be fair, and don't let your subordinates have thoughts, otherwise he summons one, but doesn't see the other, showing his partiality, which will easily cause trouble.

Three days later, Meng Zhao began to formally deal with various important affairs and miscellaneous matters accumulated in his hands. Liang Muqiu was on the sidelines checking for gaps and making up for him. The family sent someone to post a greeting card, and now the person is outside Zhuangzi, and I don't know how to deal with it.

Meng Zhao's originally tense expression relaxed a little, pressed his fingers on both temples, rubbed them lightly, and said,
"Bring the distinguished guests of the Li family into the living room and treat them well. I'll go there right away."

Liang Muqiu also put down his work at this time, walked to Meng Zhao's side, and asked curiously,
"Tell me, what is the purpose of the Li family's visit this time? Could it be because of the incident where you were assassinated?"

After Meng Zhao came back, Liang Muqiu learned that he was assassinated, so he took this as the top priority to investigate. Although it was only three days, there were some targets. One of them was also involved with the Li family. Suspect.

Meng Zhao shook his head, pondered for a moment, and said,
"I don't know either, the Li family is now in the border of Xuzhou, their relationship with the rebels is unclear, and their future is uncertain.

This time sending people from the tribe to the north has even more ulterior motives, so we have to be careful. "

To tell the truth, if Meng Zhao lived at the bottom, with his ascension channels blocked, and without any hope or future to speak of, then he would definitely get in touch with rebel forces like the Li family or the Purdue Sect, and join forces to rebel against Dayong. Give yourself a future and a future.

However, after Jiu occupied the magpie's nest and borrowed the identity of "Meng Zhao", he now has no worries about this at all. From a personal point of view, a stable and prosperous Dayong is better than anything else.

Therefore, his attitude towards the Li family is actually somewhat similar to his attitude towards the evil spirits. He does not want to offend easily, nor is he afraid of trouble. If he really wants to cooperate, it is not impossible, but he has to come up with something that appeals to him.

The two of them didn't talk for long, then rushed to the living room, and met Li Ya'er and his party who had just been seated not long ago.

Compared with the crowd guards in the inn that day, with the Grand Master at his side, not many people came to visit Meng's Manor today.

There are only two bloodlines of the Li family, Li Ya'er and Li Xinglu, and they are no different from the ones I saw in the teahouse that day.

As for Li Xingchen, he didn't even have a shadow, presumably because he hadn't been relieved of the blow and didn't want to see Meng Zhao again for a while, so he didn't come.

There were not many guards left, only four of them. They were divided into two sides behind Li Ya'er and Li Xingchen. Among them was an acquaintance, who was the master who blocked Meng Zhao's way that day and forced him to drink tea.

Seeing Meng Zhao appearing at the gate, Li Ya'er put down the teacup in his hand, jumped up from the seat with a bang, stepped forward to greet him, with a smile on his face, and clasped his jade-colored palms together, and said,
"Haha, Mr. Meng, I'm here uninvited today, I hope you don't take offense."

When Li Xinglu saw Meng Zhao, she was also very happy, and subconsciously followed her uncle to get up.

She admired Meng Zhao very much, and wanted to let him bow down under her pomegranate skirt, and she even dressed up a little today, her face was radiant, and her appearance was even better than what she saw that day.

As a result, I saw Liang Muqiu beside Meng Zhao. The expression on his face instantly stiffened. He couldn't tell what it was like. A pair of very beautiful eyes stared straight at Liang Muqiu's stalwart chest. For the emotion of jealousy.

Well, a woman is a woman, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she is also a woman, and she likes to compare who is more beautiful between others and herself.

Originally, Li Xinglu thought that she should be beautiful, but when she met Liang Muqiu, she didn't feel unconfident, but suddenly realized that she was not uniquely beautiful.

At least, the woman who followed Meng Zhao in front of her seemed to be very close, she was never inferior to him, and even surpassed him.

In terms of appearance and exquisite facial features, Li Xinglu thinks she is still better than the other party, but when it comes to figure, the benevolent sees benevolence, and the wise sees wisdom. Certain aspects of the other party are indeed far beyond her reach.

Meng Zhao had a weak impression of Li Xinglu, and his main focus was on Li Ya'er, so he didn't know that a young girl at this time was hit by Liang Muqiu's almost perfect figure.

Smiling, he walked forward, raised his hands to support Li Ya'er, who was clasping his fists and saluted, and said repeatedly,

"Oh, senior is really too polite. It's the junior's honor that you can come to Meng's house. It's too late for me to be happy. How can I be offended?"

The two of them put on a show without any trace of acting. It can only be said that the real actor is never the one who appears on the screen.

When Meng Zhao and Liang Muqiu were seated respectively, and the maids serving beside them brought tea and cakes, Meng Zhao waved his hand to let the irrelevant people leave.

After clearing the scene, Li Ya'er took the initiative to say,
"Mr. Meng, after you left that day, a murder occurred nearby. I heard that there was a murderer, but he failed. Instead, he was killed on the spot. I don't know if those two assassinated him, but you?"

Meng Zhao's heart moved, and he and Liang Muqiu looked at each other without any trace, and at the same time understood what the other person was thinking. Could it be that the visit of the Li family is really related to that assassin?
He thought about it, and felt that there was still something to say, and he was not afraid of any conspiracy, so he said,

"Yes, there are indeed two dead soldiers. After being killed, their bodies exploded and the poison remained. Fortunately, I still have some means, so I was safe and sound. If I were another person, I would peel off my skin if I didn't die."

Li Ya'er's smile remained unchanged, and continued,
"Did Mr. Meng ever have a target of suspicion? Or, the suspicion was caused by my Li family?"

Although Li Xinglu still compared herself with Liang Muqiu from time to time, when she heard the business, she subconsciously turned her attention to Meng Zhao.

After all, she had just separated from the Li family, and had swept up the face of the Li family. If it were her, she would also suspect the Li family's actions.