Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 2
The Meng family is a wealthy family in Jizhou, a well-known family in the world.

The ancestor Meng Shentong was a generation of proud heroes. In the Taishan Supreme League 130 years ago, he supported Bei Tanggong to establish the Dayong Dynasty, thus creating the Nan'anbo lineage.

The current Nan'anbo, the head of the Meng family, is Meng Zhao's uncle Meng Jizu. He and his first wife have two sons and a daughter.

The eldest son, Meng Xi, is 24 years old, and the second son, Meng Wen, is only two years younger than Meng Xi.

Meng Zhao learned from the information obtained from the mysterious person that the relationship between the two brothers was originally harmonious when they were teenagers, and they could barely be regarded as brothers and sisters, but after they became adults, the relationship took a sharp turn for the worse.

The reason for the breakup of the relationship is not difficult to understand, that is, the position of the heir of the head of the Meng family is too important and attractive, and in the face of wealth and power, the brothers also turned their faces.

This kind of thing is not uncommon. Even in the harmonious society where Meng Zhao lived in his previous life, brothers often broke heads over inheritance disputes.

Especially in the past year, the two brothers Meng Xi and Meng Wen can be said to have been tit-for-tat in every way, with the Meng family as the battlefield, they fought fiercely for money, people, and status.

Although Meng Zhao has just returned to the family, as the helm of the second room, he has naturally become the target of the two brothers, and may also be the target of attack.

Although Lu Le looked like a cautious servant in front of Meng Zhao, but he was very clever, and after Lu Zhong's careful teaching, he still had some understanding of the current situation of the Meng family, so he replied cautiously,

"Master, Xiao Nu feels that the Second Young Master's move has deep intentions.

First, to show you his goodwill, he may promise you a lot of money during the meeting, and win you over for his use, so as to enhance his strength.

Second, as long as you go to the banquet, even if you didn't promise anything, if it gets to the ears of the eldest son, as the eldest son is a person, there may be a lot of suspicion in your heart, which is not good for you.

Therefore, Xiao Nu thought that you shouldn't go. "

Meng Zhao nodded. This Lu Le had some knowledge. He knew that he should not easily get involved in the fight between the two brothers in Dafang, because it was very dangerous. Unfortunately, he still ignored the important point, which was his own particularity.

Meng Zhao's fate can be described as ill-fated. His mother died of dystocia when he was born. When he was seven years old, his father, Meng Zheng'an, became obsessed with practicing kung fu and also passed away.

Later, the new emperor Beitang Sheng succeeded to the throne, earthquakes, floods and other natural disasters continued within the dynasty, and the people suffered.

There were rumors among the people, and there were even scenes of mob rebellion in several remote areas. Although they were quickly wiped out, Beitang still worried.

The Great Emperor Beitang Sheng listened to Xin Qin Tianjian and believed that it was due to the turbulence of the stars in the upper world. It took 36 noble children from the imperial dynasty to enter the Da Ci'en Temple to chant scriptures and pray for blessings. It took ten years to complete the merits and virtues and completely eliminate the disaster.

As for how many deeper games and conspiracies are hidden in it, it is unknown.

So Meng Zhao, who was only eight years old, became one of the 36 unlucky ghosts.

It was not until recently that I survived for ten years and returned to the family.

Based on this premise, Meng Zhao and the Meng family can be said to be close in blood but weak in relationship.

If after returning to the family, he deliberately keeps a distance, refuses to integrate into the family, and guards against his brother as a thief with ill intentions, what will his elders think?
Putting aside all the conspiracy theories, I haven't seen you in ten years, and my cousin invites my cousin to have a meal, a drink, and come to pick up the wind and wash away the dust. Isn't it a bit unreasonable not to go?
Meng Zhao's uncle, Meng Jizu, and third uncle, Meng Hongdao, are both old-school patriarchs with strong clan values.

A person who is outside the family, a person who has no dignity, is absolutely not welcome by them.

Therefore, choosing the lesser of two evils is naturally the most important thing to please the elders.

With determination in Meng Zhao's eyes, he flicked his sleeves and ordered,

"A Le, you go to the banquet with me later, and prepare a generous gift, just choose from the rewards given to me by the court, don't neglect."

Although Lu Le was puzzled, he lowered his head obediently and bowed to Meng Zhaoji.
"Little slave understands."

The mansion of the Meng Mansion occupies a very large area and is magnificent. There are not only Guidian Lan Palace, tall halls and mansions, but also various facilities such as rockeries, forest gardens, flower beds, flowing water, etc. It is beautiful, magnificent and luxurious.

After walking through three long corridors, eight courtyards, and four pavilions, they finally came to the gate of Yalan Pavilion in Beiyuan where Meng Wen hosted the banquet.

Two burly men in black clothes with swords stood on both sides of the gate as solemnly as stone sculptures, majestic and majestic.

Lu Le knew that the Yalan Pavilion was heavily guarded and patrolled carefully, so he stepped forward one step ahead and handed the invitation to one of the big men. After confirming his identity, he entered the courtyard under the leadership of the big man.

When they came to the Baishi pavilion where the banquet was held, as far as they could see, the burly and sturdy black-clothed warriors were scattered around like ghosts, there were dozens of people, and they were closely warning the surroundings.

The eaves of the pavilion are stretched out, and there are special glazed lamps hanging on it. The lights are bright, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day.

Exotic flowers and plants are planted around the gazebo, which are beautiful and delicate. When the breeze blows, the pavilion is full of fragrance. It is indeed a good place to drink wine and enjoy the moon.

In the gazebo, there were already two people sitting, drinking and chatting with each other.

One is Meng Wen, the second son of Meng's parents' house, dressed in brocade clothes, wearing a golden crown on his head, with thick eyebrows like ink, and a thin and delicate face.

Even if he just sits quietly, he is still like a majestic mountain, with a sense of composure.

The other person has an ordinary appearance, a cold temperament, and a glint in his eyes, which always gives people a sense of eerie.

Meng Zhao strode up the steps, with a smile on his gentle face, and saluted Meng Wen, but with a bit of self-blame in his tone,
"My younger brother came late and kept my second brother waiting for a long time. Please forgive me."

Meng Wen laughed, stood up and sat at the table holding Meng Zhao's hand, and said very affectionately,

"Fourth brother is serious, you have been away from home for ten years, and you have suffered a lot.

Now that I just returned home and haven't had a good rest, I was dragged out to drink, which is actually my fault. "

Seeing him as a man, he is bold and generous, and he handles things in a decent way, which makes people feel like a spring breeze, and Meng Zhao feels a little fond of him.

No wonder he dared to compete with his eldest brother for the position of Patriarch, and he was really capable.

You must know that Meng Xi is the eldest son, and Meng Wen is only the second son. In terms of status, Meng Wen is definitely at a disadvantage.

After taking his seat, Meng Wen smiled again and said,
"Come on, fourth brother, let me introduce you. This is Meng Qinghuai, a distant relative of our Meng family. He is highly valued by my father, and he is as close as a brother to me."

Hearing this, Meng Zhao smiled politely at Meng Qinghuai, and said hello,

"It turned out to be Brother Qinghuai. I heard before that there is a young hero in our Meng family. He is not only good at martial arts, but also very capable. He has helped our Meng family to rise steadily. When we met today, he is indeed a dragon among men."

This person has never been heard of by the mysterious person, and he has no intersection with the real Mengzhao, so he should be more careful.

Compared with Meng Zhao's decent and polite manner, Meng Qinghuai's reaction was very flat, even indifferent.

He didn't even look at Meng Zhao, but just hummed as a response.

Being swept off his face, Meng Zhao kept smiling on the surface, but was startled in his heart.

Recalling the expressions of Meng Qinghuai and Meng Wen talking about the world before, I knew that this person was not born indifferent and arrogant, but disdainful, dissatisfied, or even hostile to him, which is why he had this reaction.

Meng Zhao was worried whether this person was aware of his identity, or even found out that he was a fake Meng Zhao.

This is an instinctive reaction. After all, it is a counterfeit product. I have a guilty conscience, and I think about it when I feel a little turbulent.

Immediately, he himself denied it.

Even Meng Wen didn't notice the abnormality, how could a collateral disciple have the ability to expose him?

Meng Wen looked a little embarrassed, as if he hadn't expected Meng Qinghuai to be so contemptuous and hostile to Meng Zhao.

He froze there for a while, then coughed lightly, and said with a dry smile,
"Ha, fourth brother, don't be offended, Qing Huai is like this, cold on the outside and hot on the inside, so it's good to get familiar with him in the future.

I think when Qing Huai and I met for the first time, I took the initiative to greet him, but he ignored me. He was quite friendly and valued you. "

Meng Zhao nodded lightly, without answering. Similarly, Meng Qinghuai did not express anything, with disdain still on the corner of his mouth.

Of course not to Meng Wen, but to Meng Zhao.

Outside the gazebo, Lu Le held the gift box in his hand and stood there peacefully, seeing all this in his eyes.

Looking at Meng Qinghuai's eyes, there was a little more coldness.

(End of this chapter)