Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Kuang Tianyou invited Meng Zhao aboard the ship again, with Liang Muqiu acting as a temporary guard, and A'Zhu, Han Lu, and Lu Le staying on board.

This time nothing unexpected happened.

When they arrived at the cabin, they saw a square table in the center with several plates of side dishes that had not yet been started, as well as scalding wine. There were soft cushions next to them. It was obvious that they had been prepared.

"Brother, I wonder if this group of assassins just came for you or for me?"

This was Meng Zhao's opening statement, and it was also a real doubt in his heart.

If he came for Meng Zhao, he didn't know very well who he had offended recently. If the news of the young dragon in his hands spread, that would be it. When there was obviously no movement, who would come to kill him?

Lei family? It should not be clear that the Seven Monsters of Minshan are already working under him, so there is no reason to seek revenge from him, nor is it possible for the Julu Marquis Qin family.

But if Kuang Tianyou came here for this reason, why was he assassinated instead of this person?

Kuang Tianyou lowered his profile and took the initiative to fill the wine glasses in front of Meng Zhao and Liang Muchiu, and said,

"Mr. Meng is frightened. These people are indeed here for me. The reason why they assassinate Mr. Meng is not necessarily murder, but just to destroy the possible cooperative relationship."

Meng Zhao was noncommittal and took a sip of wine. It was a little different from ordinary wine. It was slightly spicy and sweet, and warmed his stomach. He felt a heat overflowing and filling his meridians. Not to mention that his internal energy was greatly increased, but it was quite refreshing. The ability to strengthen the body made Meng Zhao, who was never used to drinking, get interested and asked,

"This wine is good. This is the first time I've drunk it. I wonder where did Mr. Kuang get it from?"

Kuang Tianyou smiled slightly, his deep eyes flashed brightly, and he said mysteriously,

"This is the tribute wine from Ningzhou in the southernmost part of Dayong to the Beitang royal family. It is called Xiangquan wine. The annual output is only 300 jars, of which 200 jars are sent to the palace, and the remaining 100 jars are It will also be divided among the princes and nobles.

However, if Mr. Meng likes this fragrant spring wine, I will allow him twenty jars of wine every year. This is already the limit. "

Meng Zhao paused slightly while holding the wine glass. These words seemed to be explaining the origin of the wine. Could it be that he was showing Meng Zhao his strength?

In his understanding, the land of Jianan Pass is a poor, destitute, and marginalized area that no dog can go to. You may not be able to fill your stomach even if you eat, so it is regarded as a place of exile. Being exiled here is already a moderate level. punishment.

Now it seems that he made an empiricist error. Using existing knowledge to understand the ever-changing world may not be a long-term solution.

Meng Zhao did not continue, but thoughtfully served some vegetarian dishes to Liang Muchiu. After receiving a knowing smile from the beauty, he turned around and asked curiously,

"Let's talk about the wine thing later. I really want to know now what Brother Kuang did when he came to look for Meng Zhao today, and why he provoked a killer to cause trouble. It's really a big deal!"

Kuang Tianyou's face became solemn, his chest straightened, his back straight, and he said seriously,

“It’s a big deal and a good thing.

Does Mr. Meng know that outside the Potian Pass in Jizhou, the barbarian cavalry invades the border? And I, the ninth prince of Dayong, the Prince of Fujun, make a decisive decision. Chen Dayong's elite army is outside the pass, practicing the style of a strong army, frightening the foreign tribes, and eliminating a war. Unparalleled feats? "

As soon as he mentioned this matter, Meng Zhao suddenly felt like the clouds were clearing, as if an invisible thread connected some bits and pieces of various information together, and he guessed something.

He did not deny Beitang Shu's achievements and nodded in praise,

"This matter must be the most talked about in Jizhou in recent times. From various high-ranking officials and nobles, powerful men and women to traders and lackeys, all three religions and nine streams are discussing this matter.

The Ninth Prince, who was originally unknown, now has a skyrocketing reputation in Jizhou, and I admire him very much.

But, why does Brother Kuang ask this question? Could it be that what you are talking about is related to the Ninth Prince? "

Kuang Tianyou nodded, with a hint of enthusiasm like a gambler's on his pale face, the corners of his dark lips parted slightly,

"What Mr. Meng said is still conservative. Not only in Jizhou, but also in the northern region, who doesn't know the achievements of the Ninth Prince in frightening the barbarians with his iron fist and protecting the peace of the border pass from intrusion?

Moreover, I also heard something. In the court, it seems that the ninth prince of Jin Dynasty, Prince Fujun, plans to become the Prince of Fu. He will actually increase the number of thousands of households. At the same time, he will add the governor of Liangzhou. In this way, the governor of Hebei and Liangzhou will receive this honor. Favor, among all the princes nowadays, is also the same. "

Meng Zhao's expression changed. He didn't know this news, and there was no news about it at the moment. It should still be at the stage of wrestling among the big guys in Yujing City.

A prince, in the Dayong Dynasty, is already regarded as the top person besides the prince. As a prince, he also sits on one side and governs the military and political power of two states. His natural legal system and strength coexist. Even the central dynasty has to worry about raising a child. Evil dragons and corresponding various overt and covert struggles are naturally inevitable.

However, as long as you are determined and have solid merits, you should only have some troubles, and you are very likely to pass in the end.

Meng Jizu might know the inside story, but how could a loser family who was exiled to Jianan Pass know such secret information?

He once again thought of the twenty jars of fragrant spring wine that Kuang Tianyou had promised him, which could not be obtained through ordinary relationships.

It can be deduced that there should be a powerful figure in the capital behind the Kuang family. As for who it is, Meng Zhao has no way of knowing, but he is probably leaning towards the Ninth Prince's influence.

With these thoughts flashing through his mind, Meng Zhao did not dare to continue to think deeply about where he was and what preparations he was making. He was far away from the court now and had no plans to enter the court for the time being. The secrets of the confrontation between these big bosses and the royal family. It didn't mean anything to him.

However, he once again confirmed Kuang Tianyou's intention to come to him.

"It seems that Brother Kuang is very well-informed. I don't have any information yet, but Brother Kuang can receive messages from the capital while he is in Jianan Pass. No wonder he can even get tribute wine."

Kuang Tianyou's eyelids twitched. He really didn't expect that Meng Zhao would act so cunningly and cunningly. He never showed any signs of anything unusual and even used words to test him from time to time. He was indeed not a simple person.

You know it if you think about it.

Meng Zhao has been away from home for ten years and worked as a mascot in a monk's temple. In less than a year after returning to the family, he has already done several major things and has been highly praised and favored. How can he be a simple and easy person to deal with?

Kuang Tianyou pointed out something and replied,

"Although Jianan Pass is heavily guarded, Mr. Meng should know one thing, money can make the world go round. The Jianan Pass in the eyes of outsiders and the actual Jianan Pass are probably very different.

Therefore, it is not surprising that I can get some trivial connections.

As for whether this news is true, Kuang cannot guarantee it. After all, as long as there is no order from above, the news is just news, there is uncertainty, and it can never become a fact.

However, sometimes, providing help in times of need is far better than adding icing on the cake.

Mr. Meng, do you understand what I mean? "