Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

The golden sun shines on the verdant yard, the breeze caresses the garden gently, the fragrance of flowers fills the nostrils, and the wind chimes under the eaves of the door ripple with crisp ringing sounds.

Meng Wen sat on a wooden chair covered with a soft futon, quietly looking at the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

Next to him, a beautiful and quiet girl was squatting in front of him, wiping his hands with a moist white towel.

The sound of hurried footsteps came over, and Meng Qinghuai, with a gloomy expression and inexplicable anxiety flashing in his pupils, walked in quickly wearing dark clothes.

Seeing Meng Wen basking in the sun and smelling the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard, looking leisurely and relaxed, he said,

"My second master, are you still in the mood to bask in the sun? It's already too late. Do you know?"

Meng Wen didn't even raise his eyes or turn his head. He gave a faint hum, raised his palm with some difficulty, and pointed.

"Amei, you go down first. No one can come in without my order."

After the girl bowed and carefully walked out of the yard, Meng Wen said,

"It's an urgent matter, let's talk about it and let me see how amazing it is."

Meng Qinghuai was a little surprised when he heard this. Seeing that Meng Wen's expression was indifferent, his eyes were dull, but he seemed to be in an abyss with no end. His heart skipped a beat, and his voice involuntarily whispered,

"I just received news that Shi Siming was defeated, and do you know who this person is?"

"Ah, that's it. I knew about it earlier than you, wasn't it my fourth brother? He avenged me, that's good.

I don't think there's anything urgent about this.

On the contrary, I, Meng Wen, have no talent or virtue, which has caused the Meng family's reputation to decline. If it were not for the fourth brother, I don't know when I can regain the prestige.

Qinghuai, what gift do you think I should choose to give to my fourth brother to congratulate him on defending the dignity of our Meng family? "

Meng Qinghuai's brows tightened. He heard the news immediately and hurried to see Meng Wen. Where did he get the news, and he was even more informed than him?

Reminiscent of Meng Wenruo's distant alienation, the weakening of his authority, and a very popular statement (that he is the eldest son's son) some time ago, he eased his anxious mood and said in a deep voice,

"Second Master, stop joking, is Meng Zhao trying to avenge you?

He is just fishing for fame and wants to step on the shoulders of you and Shi Siming.

I heard that because of this incident, even Shen Tianci looked at him with admiration, thinking that if he advanced to Xiantian in the future, he would be qualified to fight with him.

Look, with this huge reputation, few people in the entire Yong Dynasty can match it. How can you bear this tone? "

As Meng Qinghuai blurted out word by word, Meng Wen's breathing involuntarily became short and heavy, and a dark light flashed across his eyes. His palms, which seemed to be unable to exert force, were unconsciously clenched into fists, and veins popped out on the back of his hands. rise.

After a long time, Meng Wen just exhaled a breath and said calmly,

"Qinghuai, what do you think I should do?

Will you use this half-dead body to challenge Meng Zhao again, and then let him step on you and humiliate me? "

Meng Qinghuai had been with Meng Wen for only a year or two, and he knew clearly that at this time, Meng Wen's hatred for Meng Zhao had reached an unbearable level.

This is ridiculous to say, after all, the two were very friendly before, and Meng Wen even tried to win over Meng Zhao again and again.

However, the turning point of the matter was here. Meng Zhao defeated Shi Siming, who defeated Meng Wen. This was the original sin.

To put it bluntly, in Meng Wen's heart, Meng Zhao should not accept the so-called sparring competition. Even if he accepted it, he should be defeated like a dead dog.

If this were the case, the two of them would still be good brothers, loyal and sharing blessings.

However, Meng Zhao refused, insisted on showing off his strength, and insisted on winning. This was severing the relationship between the two and was unforgivable.

There is a saying that it is not scary to wear matching clothes, who is embarrassed?

In the same way, if you fight against the same person, one wins and the other loses, the loser will be nailed to the pillar of shame and severely humiliated.

Meng Qinghuai still pressed his voice and said anxiously,

“Second Master, I just feel that Meng Zhao cannot be allowed to take it easy anymore.

I feel that as long as he is in Nan'an County, when others mention him, they will inevitably mention Shi Siming and you. "

What he said is very cryptic and can be understood in two ways.

The first is to send Meng Zhao away. As long as he is not in Nan'an County, he can go anywhere. Out of sight, out of mind.

The second is to make Meng Zhao disappear completely with murderous intent.

Meng Wen shook his head,

"Forget it, now he is in the limelight and has a lot of momentum. If you go against him, there will be no good consequences.

And you think Meng Zhao is easy to mess with? Behind him is not only Lu Zhong, but also an innate master of unknown origin. Maybe it's my second uncle who left him behind to support him and save his life.

If you want to cause trouble for him, you have to consider whether you are strong enough. "

When it comes to dealing with outsiders, Meng Wen is not afraid even when facing an innate master. After all, he has the resources and power of the Meng family to mobilize.

But to deal with his own family, some methods and manpower are no longer needed.

Otherwise, if the elders know about it, how can he be as good as him?

Meng Wen thought clearly. Now that he has hit rock bottom, he naturally has to be cautious. If he does not do well, he will do too much and make mistakes. It is better to maintain the status quo.

Meng Qinghuai finally seized such an opportunity, knowing that Meng Wen must hate Meng Zhao deeply.

At this time, he could no longer suppress his thoughts and said,

"Second Master, today I will tell you the truth about the relationship between the two of us for so many years.

Meng Zhao, I can help you solve it. I just hope that after I solve him, the second master can help me and give me a hand.

I would like to take over the second house, inherit the incense from Meng Zhengan, and at the same time bring the entire second house to work for you. Do you think it is possible? "

"Water flows to lower place, man goes to higher position.

Qinghuai, you have had this idea for more than a day or two, and you have been thinking about a second wife for more than a year or two.

This is a good thing and a bad thing. Being too ambitious may make you something, but it can also break you.

I know there is someone behind you, not your eldest brother, but forces outside the house.

But you have to know that seeking skin from a tiger will never end well.

That’s all, it’s all nonsense.

Whatever you want to do, go ahead and do it. Since you have been working for me for so many years, I will help you.

As for success or failure, it all depends on the father's wishes. "

Meng Qinghuai was overjoyed and excited when he heard this. He knelt down on his knees, kowtowed three times to Meng Wen respectfully, and said with tears of gratitude,

"Second Master, don't worry, I will handle this matter beautifully.

If I can really inherit the second house in Qinghuai, I will only look after you from now on. If I violate this oath, both heaven and man will abandon me. "

Meng Wen smiled and said nothing.

The words of careerists are the most untrustworthy.

But he was willing to take a gamble now.

At least, as Meng Qinghuai said, Meng Zhao cannot be allowed to calm down.

Otherwise, wouldn't Meng Wen become a big joke?