Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

When Meng Chao heard this, he knew what was going on.

Let’s talk about the Marquis of Qingning first. He also joined the army in his early years. During the battle with the foreigners at the Tianguan Pass, he vowed to protect Emperor Taizong, who was still the prince at the time.

But compared to the founding nobles like the Meng family who participated in the Taishan Alliance and established Dayong, the power of the Qingninghou family is relatively average, mainly due to the lack of strength and shallow foundation of their ancestors, which is far from being comparable to the dominant overlords like the Meng family. Compare.

As for the Prince of Qingning, Fang Xiaohou serves as the second-class guard of the inner court, which is a relatively common way for the sons of nobles to enter the officialdom. Unlike Meng Zhao, who is a nominal Tiangang guard, he needs to be on duty on time. Patrolling the inner court and guarding the gate, it is relatively simple.

Therefore, after working as guards in the inner court for a period of time, these related households often seek employment outside. For example, the young Marquis Fang is now sent outside to work as a lieutenant general in the South Camp of Jizhou. He is also from the fifth rank. But being able to lead an army on his own, although the number is small, at least holding real power is far more comfortable than being an inner court guard who is at the mercy of others.

In the future, if he suppresses bandits a few more times, or participates in a few wars, and makes meritorious deeds, he will have a bright future, and it will be logical for him to inherit the Marquis Mansion in the future.

Moreover, the inner court of the royal family has been a place of intrigues and intrigues since ancient times. It has been a bloody battlefield in palace battles. Eunuchs, palace maids, and bodyguards are all professions with a high mortality rate. There is no guarantee that they will lose their lives one day.

If Meng Zhao traveled to the inner court, he wouldn't have the confidence to deal with that kind of situation. These guys who entered the inner court as guards because of their ancestors' shadow would have no courage and patience to stay in such a place of right and wrong.

"How about it, Brother Meng, have you had any contact with Mr. Fang Xiaohou?"

"We did have dinner together once, but it was just a one-time relationship and we didn't have any more communication."

This is also the terrifying thing about that mysterious man. Even Meng Zhao could clearly find out what he did when he was at Daci'en Temple. It is impossible without a powerful force behind him.

"Haha, a one-time relationship is also a fate. I think Mr. Fang Xiaohou came to Jizhou from afar and is not familiar with the place. He will be very happy to meet an old person."

One of the four great joys in life is meeting an old friend in a foreign country, and Meng Zhao reluctantly can be regarded as an old friend.

As the three of them were talking, they heard a burst of noise coming from the stairs, and then a group of people came up.

The leader is a young man about twenty years old, wearing a scarf and light blue clothes, with a slender and strong body. He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose, and thick lips. Although he is not handsome, he can be said to have good facial features.

When walking, his steps are sonorous and his arms are swinging powerfully. Even if he is not from the army, he has received special training.

Meng Zhao had seen the portrait of Little Marquis Fang shown to him by the mysterious man. It was eighty-nine points similar to this man, so he recognized it at a glance.

Next to the young marquis, there was a group of people following him, like stars holding the moon, like Meng Xi wearing a jade crown, long-sleeved Confucian clothes, and a cold face. Meng Zhao's cheap brother was acting extremely cool at this time. He has a good temperament and the temperament of the heir to a wealthy and powerful family.

Zheng Kexie is dressed as a Taoist priest, with a white jade gourd on his waist, and a sword on his back. He has a cool and elegant temperament. Unfortunately, only Meng Zhao knows that this is a man who is not as good as gold and jade, but does not have the kind of courage and ability that he shows. .

The pretty and charming Tang Linger seemed to be wearing light makeup today, and her complexion was much fairer than when we first met, making her even more beautiful...and Xu Duo, who was smiling and strutting.

When the rightful owner came, the young ladies who were originally scattered all over the place came forward to pay their respects. In fact, they were mainly men, and the women came with their family members or fiancés, and were considered as extras.

Mr. Fang Xiaohou also had a plain smile. He didn't show any indifference to the "natives" from these small places, but he didn't appear to be very friendly either.

It wasn't until he saw Meng Zhao, who had his hands behind his back and stood tall, looking at him from a distance with a smile on his face, that his formulaic smile changed. His eyes lit up, he laughed, and he took the initiative to step forward with his arms Opened up, made a hug, and said excitedly,

"Meng Xiaosi, you are such a bitch. I never expected to see you here."

Meng Zhao didn't expect that Fang Xiaohou, who was just a virtual impression in his mind, would be so close to him, or the real Meng Zhao, so he was a little stiff and hesitant.

But he soon gave in half-heartedly, and hugged each other tightly, and then smiled and said,

"I'm afraid the young Marquis has forgotten that I am a son of the Meng family, a native of the area. Once the ten-year period is over, I will return to the family. Didn't my eldest brother mention me before?"

As he said that, Meng Zhao looked at Meng Xi with a half-smile but not a smile. The eldest son of the Meng family looked very surprised when he looked at Meng Zhao and Fang Xiaohou, who were like close brothers, but he quickly regained his cold expression and said,

"Mr. Fang Xiaohou and I have just met each other and haven't had much contact with each other, so I didn't mention you."

I couldn't help feeling regretful and full of doubts in my heart. How could these two people know each other and seem to have such a good relationship?

This had to make him think deeply. All he knew and came into contact with were Meng Zhao since his return from Yujing.

So, did Meng Zhao, who had been in Yujing City for ten years, really recite Buddhist scriptures honestly for ten years?

Yujing City is the center of the Chi County Divine State. It is rich in natural treasures and has outstanding people. It is also where the Dragon Court is located. There are countless dignitaries in it. Meng Zhaoruo only knows one little Marquis Fang. Is there more acquaintances? Many relationships?

This gave him some bad thoughts. If this was true, with the strong momentum Meng Zhao was showing now, he might be even more terrifying than Meng Wen.

Especially when I think about how recently my father called Meng Zhao to discuss anything and even gave him important tasks, while he and Meng Wen were left alone, which made me really worried.

In fact, what he saw may not be true, because even Meng Zhao himself could not imagine that Fang Xiaohou would be so close to him when he saw him, and it was even abnormal to be so close and affectionate.

Little Marquis Fang didn't know whether he didn't see the fishy relationship between the two brothers, or he was just pretending not to know. He put his arm around Meng Zhao's shoulders and said,

"Forget it, forget it, I don't remember so much, I'm just thinking about us going to drink and have a fistfight.

Come, sit down with me and tell me what happened after you returned to your family. "

If it weren't for his amazing acting skills, then he was really happy to meet Meng Zhao again, so he didn't even try to hide it, and directly opened the gap between Meng Zhao and others. His attitudes were completely different.

Next to him, Xu Duo's eyes turned red with envy when he saw how affectionate Mr. Fang Xiaohou was towards Meng Zhao.

If he were in a different place and had an encounter like Meng Zhao's, he would probably be able to laugh out of his dreams.

Young Marquis Fang, that is a family of marquises. If he can support his family, maybe when the old man dies, the viscount can still stay with him.

Now I can only feel envious.