Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

While riding a pony that may not be as tall as himself, the bearded man shook his head, stroking his thick curly beard, and sighed,

"Er Gouzi, you are a really good person, but you are at a loss for marrying such a woman.

According to me, if it doesn't work out, just make peace with this woman. When the time comes, I will introduce you to a caring person and make sure you are satisfied. "

The sword-carrying man who was also riding a skinny horse next to him burst out laughing. Although he and Big Beard had just met, they were very speculative. They admired each other's bold and generous style and knew that Big Beard would accept this poor boy as his apprentice. Thoughts, echoed,

"That's right, you are a tall and handsome boy, and you are a good man, but this woman is ugly, fat, and mute. She is not worthy of you at all. Sooner or later, we have to separate, just listen to what the bearded woman said Bar."

Big Beard doesn't use his real name, he uses nicknames. In his words, when traveling around the world, nicknames are much more important and more identifiable than names. Although this idea is quite strange, it may have the purpose of hiding his identity.

For example, his true identity is that of a person who has committed a crime and is still wanted by the government. Of course, he does not use his real name for safety reasons.

Meng Zhao hugged Zhu'er and felt happy, but his face was dull and expressionless. He was neither angry nor moved, but said slightly coldly,

"No, Zhuzhu is my wife. I will never abandon her no matter what."

As he said this, he looked at Zhu'er who was dying of shame and anger with an affectionate look.

It also has to be said that Meng Zhao has a strong psychological quality. With Zhu Er's appearance now in disguise and simply changing her appearance, she is able to make such a look. Her acting skills are superb and her professional level is high, no less than that of Jiao Enjun in Aunt Ximen. expression of infatuation.

Pearl's eyes were full of coldness, and her breasts were fierce. She was just hit on her fatal acupoint, and she was not really mute. She was deaf and couldn't hear the criticism and ridicule of the two guys next to her. She was about to explode in her heart.

As a result, Meng Zhao became addicted to role-playing, and looked so infatuated that she almost vomited.

But she didn't have the means to retaliate, and she didn't care that she might offend the devil, Meng Zhao, so she directly stretched out her hand and pinched the back of Meng Zhao's hand hard.

Although it seemed like she was exerting herself, her physical strength was greatly reduced due to the sealing of her Qi veins. Meng Zhao also had the body of a dragon, and his skin was not much worse than iron skin. She felt no pain, which made Meng Zhao even more proud.

Of course, since he is so smart, he has already seen what Big Beard is thinking. Those who know him have a pair of discerning eyes, and they can see that his physique is special, his aptitude, and his bones are unparalleled, and they want to accept him as a disciple.

It was funny, but at the same time, I also felt that this bearded man had good potential, and his martial arts skills were quite good. He was a good young man, and he could be taken under his command. After all, he would leave the Meng Mansion and fight in the world of martial arts. He would be a useful person for his men. There is no such thing as too much, and this guy is an excellent choice.

Another important reason is that this person has a predestined relationship with him and is in his eye, so he can be cultivated.

These days, running a single gang or traveling around the world is a hard job. You may be wandering, and the risk is still high. No one knows that one day you will be killed by a strong man who dominates the mountain, and they will not care about you. A little person with no support behind him.

It is definitely a very beneficial thing for you to be appreciated by powerful people, powerful people and other big people.

Several people chatted for a while, and the caravan had arrived at a tavern next to the official road.

The owner of the caravan, the shopkeeper Gong, was a drunkard, and he drank every day. Because he had been traveling for a long time, he drank all the good wine in his wine gourd on the way. The aroma of wine wafting out of the inside attracted me.

Regardless of whether the drinks in the tavern were of poor quality, he got greedy, so he ordered the whole team to go to the tavern to eat some food, refresh themselves, and at the same time buy dry food to prepare for hunger on the road.

Of course, in fact, this guy just wanted to have a good drink. Otherwise, if he had arrived at the county town a day earlier, he would have sold the goods he was transporting a day earlier to reduce the risk.

Of course, other people will not raise objections about this. Whether they know the truth or not, they will happily go to the pub to sit and have a rest.

The drivers, the palace servants who carry them with them, or the temporary guards are all just working for people. The boss is not in a hurry, so what are they doing?

Moreover, most of these twenty or so guards are men who are good at wine, meat and lust, and they are eager to come to this tavern to have a good drink.

Wine is a very distinct label in Jianghu culture. Some people aim not to drink at all to show their devotion to martial arts. Some people are happy without drinking and regard wine as their second life.

Of course, wine is also closely related to prodigal sons, heroes, etc. There is no hero without wine, which is not an empty statement.

Just like the bearded man who Meng Zhaocai met not long ago and wanted to take him into the land, he was also a high roller in the wine industry. Although it was a bit like a bull chewing peonies, it was undeniable that it was these people who made the wine sellers earn a lot of money. The bowl is full.

Of course, only these guards can afford to drink wine and eat meat. Those who drive carts and servants who do menial work do not have this capital. They take too little money and have to support their families. There will be no spare money to spend here. above.

The guards were different. Each one was hired with a high salary. According to Meng Zhao's estimation, at least 20% of the profits from one shipment should be used to feed these men who were wandering around and fighting in the world.

There's nothing you can do about it. If you don't spend this money, the goods may be robbed before they reach the place. Spending money may seem to reduce profits, but in fact it also reduces risks.

Moreover, a veteran like this palace boss will greatly limit the threat of these guards to the caravan. Their different origins and different identities are proof. At least they will not join forces to commit banditry on their own.

Even if it is done, the subsequent division of the spoils will be very difficult. If you don't accept me, I won't accept you, why should you be more and I be less? No one will be satisfied even if it's half and half, and then all the bullshit will come out.

This can be regarded as a kind of power use of balance, which made Meng Zhao secretly amazed.

Machiavellian tactics may seem illusory, but in fact there are closely related examples everywhere in life.

As small as a family, a husband, wife, and children have spontaneously formed the basis of political strategy. What's more, using people as dots, connecting dots to form lines, and multiple lines to form a network has expanded this scope.

It can be said that in life, there is knowledge everywhere, it just depends on whether you can discover and learn from it.

Regarding this point, Meng Zhao did an excellent job.