Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 17 Manor and Lu Zhong

After resting for a while, Meng Zhao and his party set off again.

This time, the guards headed by Dao Scar and Wang Tao were more cautious and cautious.

However, after the previous attack, the rest of the journey was uneventful without any twists and turns.

Enter the range of the manor and slow down the speed of travel.

Meng Zhao lifted the curtain of the carriage window, looked out, and could see the rural scenery that could not be seen in the city.

On both sides of the slightly soft black soil roadside, a large number of field ridges criss-cross, which are divided into different areas, and different crops are planted, some of which have already borne fruit, and some have just sprouted.

Farther away, rows of waterwheels with a height of several meters are slowly turning, irrigating the newly opened farmland with the water in the gully.

Next to it is a watchtower built of stones, which can be condescending to monitor the surrounding situation.

If an enemy invades, you can also take advantage of the favorable location to shoot the external enemies with bows and arrows.

There are also a few boys with braids chasing and playing around, being scolded by the working elders from time to time, but it remains the same.

Under the white clouds, a group of birds with long beaks and black feathers hovered in the air, chirping, and occasionally swooped down with flapping wings, across the ridges of the field, gracefully,...

Meng Zhao's pupils reflected these beautiful images, perhaps after traveling to this world, he smiled naturally for the first time, without any acting elements, very clean and pure.

My mood also improved involuntarily, staying away from the flashy city and being in a place close to nature, my whole body was relieved of the burden.

Going deep into the manor, you can see a large number of houses and buildings. These are the places where the farmers in the manor live.

It is a very ordinary small farmyard, connected one after another, and built with fir wood and green bricks.

The construction style is simple and rough, and it is more practical than the refinement and comfort in the city.

And the people I saw along the way also increased, most of them were dark-faced, strong-bodied farmers who often worked hard, many of them carried farm tools, and a few peasant women were mostly big-bodied.

After seeing the guards of the Meng Mansion, these people didn't show any fear on their faces, and they were obviously used to it.

It's just that when his eyes fell on the red flag symbolizing the Meng family behind the carriage, he couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

Then naturally knees on the ground, kneeling on both sides of the road to salute, expressing respect and obedience to the nobles of the Meng family.

Since the generation of the ancestor Meng Shentong, the Meng family of the wealthy family has used the red flag as a symbol, embroidered with golden flames on it, burning blazingly, bright and eye-catching.

In the territory of Nan'an, if the red flag is displayed, it means that the members of the Meng family have arrived.

Seeing this phenomenon that absolutely does not conform to the concept of equality, Meng Zhao's heart did not fluctuate.

Faced with this situation in his previous life, he might be at a loss.

But it has been more than a year since I came to this world. Those who should adapt have already adapted, and those who cannot adapt must also force themselves to adapt.

In other words, he has already integrated into this world well and will not challenge the inherent system and rules.

When he came to the center of the manor, which was different from the luxurious mansion of ordinary farmers, Meng Zhao jumped out of the carriage with one hand wrapped in gauze and the other twirling jasper beads.

Arrange for Wang Tao and Dao Scar to arrange the accompanying guards and chariots, and then take Lu Le into the mansion under the leadership of the old porter.

It's just that they didn't go far, and a group of people rushed towards Meng Zhao. They clasped their fists and bowed in front of Meng Zhao.

The leader was a little old man wearing a water-blue brocade jacket and holding a big cigarette pouch in his hand.

The black and white hair was neatly tied behind the head and wrapped in a blue scarf, which looked very neat.

There are many wrinkles on his face, like the bark of an old tree on the mountain, which has been eroded by many winds and frosts.

His stature is even shorter and thinner, probably no more than 1.6 meters five by visual inspection, and he is trembling when he is blown by the wind.

The impression given to anyone will be old, decrepit, weak, and may go to the west at any time.

However, it was this old man who made Meng Zhao not dare to underestimate him.

On the surface, he looks respectful and respectful, but in fact he feels like facing a big enemy in his heart.

Lu Zhong, the chief steward of the second room of the Meng family, served the former head of the Meng family, that is, Meng Zhao's grandfather, and assisted Meng Zhao's father, Meng Zheng'an, and played a big role.

Now, he continues to use his spare heat to shelter Meng Zhao from the wind and rain, and manage the upper and lower levels of the second room, big and small. In the second room, he is under one person and above ten thousand people.

To use a more appropriate word to describe it, it means that the veterans of the three dynasties dedicated their lives to the three generations of the Meng family.

Of course, to the real Meng Zhao, Lu Zhong is like his relatives, who will give for him unconditionally and without expecting anything in return.

It is definitely a kind of luck and happiness to have such a person to help him.

However, Xibei's Meng Zhao is more afraid and vigilant at this time.

The day before when he returned to Meng's house, he met the old guy once.

Although the contact time was not long, Meng Zhao felt that the way Lu Zhong looked at "Meng Zhao" was full of care and love from the elders to the younger generation.

He knew that this old guy was absolutely loyal to Meng Zhao, and if he knew his true identity, it would definitely make his life worse than death.

As long as he has seniority and brains, that's all. If he is old and can't make any troubles, even if his flaws are discovered, he will "accidentally die" at worst.

But what is even more frightening is that Lu Zhongnai is an out-and-out innate master with outstanding martial arts.

Looking at the entire Meng family, which is also an important figure in the forefront, it is estimated that there is no need for a second move to kill Meng Zhao.

Otherwise, Meng Zhao has been away from home for many years, and the family is only looked after by an old slave, how could he still maintain independence and integrity?

There is no dregs that have been swallowed long ago.

Lu Zhong didn't know the complex mood of the person in front of him, and after leading a group of people to salute Meng Zhao, he quickly frowned, squeezed out a sibilant on his thin forehead, and said with a stern expression,
"Master, your hand is injured, what happened on the road?"

Although he is very old, he still has excellent eyesight and strong observation skills.

Instantly noticed something strange in Meng Zhao's hands.

After saying this, although his pupils were cloudy, his eyes were sharp, and he shot at Lu Le behind Meng Zhao like an eagle.

Before he left home, he repeatedly told Lu Le to be careful and protect the young master, but something happened.

Uh, well, although it was just a slight injury on the hand, in Lu Zhong's view, it was considered an accident, and it was quite serious.

This kind of thinking seems a bit unreasonable to others, like a brainless pet in the fan circle.

But there was no way out, Meng Zhao was sent away since he was a child, and suffered ten years alone in the monk's temple.

At that time, Lu Zhong couldn't stop it, after all, it was the emperor's will, but from now on, he would never allow anyone to hurt the young master.

Meng Zhao smiled, waved his hand, and was about to explain.

Then I saw Lu Le, who had been following him silently, took a step forward and passed him.

With a plop, he knelt down in front of Lu Zhong, pressed his palms to the ground, and pressed his forehead against the dry, cold brick floor, pleading guilty,
"Father, the child is incompetent.

First of all, he was careless and leaked the young master's whereabouts, allowing the thieves to set up an ambush in advance.

After being attacked and killed, he failed to personally protect the young master, and almost made a big mistake.

The child is ashamed of the teachings of his adoptive father, please punish him. "

(End of this chapter)