The eldest daughter, her weak character has collapsed again

Chapter 215 Aggressive
Word for word, aggressive.

Meng Yu was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time before she made a sound, "So what are you going to say, fourth brother?"

Is it to blame her for not allowing their scheme to succeed?

Meng Yu stared straight at the two pairs of resentful eyes, it's okay for Rao'er to act like this, even the fourth brother is like this.

The atmosphere froze at once.

Meng Qianrao pouted dissatisfiedly, and when she was about to speak—"Okay, what are you blaming Yu'er for? It's because Rao'er and Xiao Si did something wrong, so don't make trouble with grandpa."

Meng Sanlang came in from the door and opened at the right time, preventing Meng Qianrao from continuing to talk about this matter.

Meng Sanlang walked up to the three of them, and glanced at Meng Si with a warning in his eyes. Meng Silang's eyes changed slightly, but he didn't speak again.

"Third brother favors older sister, I don't like third brother anymore!" Meng Qianrao lost her temper, turned her head and ran away.

Meng Silang paused, glanced at the two standing together, and went straight to catch up.

"Yu'er." After the two left, Meng Sanlang turned his head, the boy was over eighteen years old, he was born handsome and handsome, his voice was mingled with helplessness at this moment.

"Third Brother, do you even blame me?"

Meng Yu stood there without moving, and asked in a calm tone, but in the end she felt wronged, and tightly clenched her hand hanging on one side.

What exactly happened here?
Why is everyone partial to Rao'er? Is it because Rao'er is younger than her?
She doesn't believe it.

The third brother is usually the most sensible.

The girl stared stubbornly at the boy in front of her with a pair of autumn water eyes.

Meng Sanlang didn't know what kind of temperament this younger sister was, so he walked over, raised his hand and stroked the girl's head, and softened his voice, "How could Third Brother blame you, this matter is Rao'er's nonsense."

But now His Majesty is looking at their Meng family, and there is also a hidden crisis behind the glory and favor.

It's no good for Yu'er and the third concubine to get too close.

Meng Sanlang didn't know how to speak these words.

He also heard about what happened in the palace last night. Although he was not there, he knew the power of the dark tide behind it.

Yu'er grew up surrounded by thousands of beauties and pets since she was a child, and she has never played with someone who was immersed in conspiracy jars.

Meng Sanlang sighed softly, "Our Meng family did something wrong in this matter, but Yu'er, listen to your brother and don't get too close to the third concubine, okay?"

Regardless of the character and appearance of the third concubine, just because of her status, she is destined to be a victim of the politics of the two countries.

Rather than being sad at that time, it is better to clean up the relationship between the two now.

"Third brother..." Meng Yu lowered her head, thinking over and over in her heart.

Looking at the third brother's appearance, he should know something, that's why he said such words.

Thinking like this, Meng Yu murmured softly, "But the third concubine is very kind and pitiful..."

Hearing this, Meng Sanlang knew that his younger sister was soft-hearted. After thinking about it, he said unhurriedly, "It is true that we owe her a debt. If she has anything to do, our Meng family can help her." She once, but Yu'er, do you understand what brother means?"

One thing is one thing.

This time Rao'er messed around, causing people to be wronged for no reason, and their Meng family is not a villain.

Compensation is okay.

But the relationship between Yu'er and the third concubine must be broken.

"I understand..." Meng Yu lowered her head, her expression gloomy.

"Yu'er understands the truth the most."

Seeing her like this, Meng San felt relieved.

"By the way, brother, do you know where prisoners of war are generally kept?"

Hearing this at first, Meng Sanlang hadn't reacted yet, and looked at his sister in surprise, "Yu'er, why are you asking this?"

Meng Yu's heart moved slightly, and she blinked, "No, I just heard that my fourth brother ran away with some soldiers a while ago, and seemed to be caught back. I suddenly remembered it, so I asked."

Meng San didn't think much, and touched the girl's head, "You girl, why are you so curious."

Meng Sanlang only thought that Meng Yu was curious, and tapped the girl's forehead lightly, "Seeing that you have dark circles under your eyes these days, go and rest first."

"Third brother, tell me first!"

Meng Yu urged.

She insisted, Meng Sanlang paused, his eyes stayed on the girl's face for two seconds, and suddenly smiled, "This is a military secret, and you can't just tell it to the outside world."

The meaning of this is obvious, so I can't tell her.

Meng Yu lowered her head in disappointment.

Seeing her lost look, Meng Sanlang was a little puzzled, his eyes moved slightly, "Does Yu'er want to know something?"

Usually, Yu'er would occasionally ask about things that others would not pay attention to, but if he didn't mention Yu'er, he wouldn't be so disappointed.

As if trying to learn something from him, but failed.

Hearing this, Meng Yu came to her senses and laughed, "No, I'm just a little tired. Third brother, I'll go to rest first."

After finishing speaking, Meng Yu rubbed her eyes, and walked towards the bedroom in a sleepy manner.

"Okay." Meng Sanlang responded with a smile.

After the girl's figure left, the boy's smile faded away.

"Lieutenant General, there is news from the army that those people have been arrested." A voice came from far and near, and it was Deputy General Gong Liang.

Gong Liang walked up to Meng Sanlang, cupped his hands, lowered his eyes and spoke respectfully.

The people he spoke of were deserters who fled from the border without permission.

"But why did you run away?" The smile in Meng Sanlang's eyes disappeared, and the gentle and businesslike tone in front of Meng Yu disappeared.

Gong Liang's eyebrows twitched slightly, he struggled in his heart for a while, and finally opened his mouth, "I said I couldn't bear to do anything to the common people."

These soldiers on the border are out of the control of the high mountains and rivers, and some officials do evil, burn, kill and loot the people of other countries to collect money, eat and drink, and the soldiers who refuse to do so will find it difficult to get along.

Hearing this, Meng Sanlang frowned, "Is what you said true?"

"I don't know at the moment." Gong Liang replied.

"What does Your Majesty say?"

"Go back to Yedu, wait for the Meridian Gate to ask for execution after the winter hunting."

This has always been the case with deserters.

Meng Sanlang waved his hand to signal the lieutenant general to go down, stood there thoughtfully for a moment, then lifted his foot to leave.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, the winter hunting was over, and the emperor returned to Yedu with his ministers and female relatives.

Since that night, Zhan Qing hadn't been here again, so Pei Yanru didn't care about it, she just thought that in the past few months, the matter on the Mexican border should have been settled, and Yun Huidang returned to her grandmother's side at this time.

Inside the carriage, Ming Xi slightly rolled up her sleeves, poured a cup of tea for Pei Yanru, and called softly, "Miss."

Gu Yan was sitting on the side, resting her chin and bubbling in boredom, suddenly remembered something, raised her eyes, and saw Pei Yanru looking thoughtful, she closed her mouth and didn't speak.

Pei Yanru put away her thoughts, stretched out her slender hands, and picked up the teacup. The faint fragrance of tea lingered in her nostrils. She took a sip, it was the best Yuqian Longjing.

Seeing her drinking tea, Gu Yanfu raised his head again and said, "By the way, Yan'er, old Fu sent me news that a lot of refugees have come to Beijing recently, and they came from the south. There was a flood, and the imperial court sent the Eighth Prince to go, and good news came, but the number of refugees in Beijing is increasing day by day."

(End of this chapter)