Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

The Meng family is a wealthy family in Jizhou and a famous family in the world.

The ancestor Meng Shentong was a generation of geniuses. In the Taishan Supreme Alliance 130 years ago, he supported Beitang Gong in establishing the Yong Dynasty, thereby creating the Nan'an Bo lineage. He was hereditary and was a noble honor of the dynasty.

The contemporary Nan'an Bo, the head of the Meng family, is Meng Zhao's eldest uncle Meng Jizu. He and his first wife have two sons and one daughter.

The eldest son, Meng Xi, is twenty-four years old this year, and the second son, Meng Wen, is only two years younger than Meng Xi.

Meng Zhao learned from the information obtained by the mysterious person that the relationship between the two brothers was still harmonious when they were young, and they could barely be regarded as brothers and sisters. However, as adults, the relationship took a turn for the worse.

The reason for the breakdown of the relationship is not difficult to understand. It is that the position of the heir to the head of the Meng family is too important and affects people's hearts. In the face of wealth and power, the brothers also turned against each other.

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

Especially in the past year, the two brothers Meng Xi and Meng Wen can be said to have been tit for tat at every turn, using the Meng family as the battlefield to engage in fierce battles for money, people, and status.

Although Meng Zhao had just returned to the family, as the helmsman of the second house, he naturally became the target of the two brothers' fight, and perhaps the target of attack.

Although Lu Le acted like a cautious slave in front of Meng Zhao, he was very clever and, after Lu Zhong's careful instruction, he still understood the current situation of the Meng family. He carefully replied,

"Young Master, I feel that the Second Young Master has a very deep intention in doing this.

First, to show his favor towards you, he may offer you huge profits during the dinner to win over you for his use, so as to increase his strength.

Secondly, as long as you went to the banquet, even if you didn't promise anything, if the news reaches the ears of the eldest young master, considering the eldest young master's character, I'm afraid there will be a lot of resentment in your heart, which will be detrimental to you.

Therefore, Xiaonu thinks that you should not go. "

Meng Zhao nodded. Lu Le was knowledgeable and knew not to get involved easily in the fight between the two brothers in the big house because the danger involved was very high. Unfortunately, he still ignored the important point, which was his own specialness.

Meng Zhao had a tragic fate. His mother died in childbirth when he was born. When he was seven years old, his father Meng Zheng'an became obsessed with martial arts and passed away.

Later, the new emperor Beitang Sheng succeeded to the throne. Natural disasters such as earthquakes and floods continued throughout the dynasty, and the people suffered.

Rumors spread among the people, and there were even mob rebellions in several remote areas. Although they were quickly wiped out, Beitang Sheng was still worried.

Emperor Beitang Sheng listened to Qin Tianjian's words and believed that the stars in the upper world were in turmoil. Thirty-six nobles in the dynasty needed to go to Da Ci'en Temple to chant sutras and pray for blessings. It would take ten years to complete the merits and completely eliminate the disaster.

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

As a result, Meng Zhao, who was only eight years old, became one of the thirty-six unlucky ghosts.

Only recently did he survive ten years and return to his family.

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

If after returning to the family, he still deliberately keeps a distance, resists integrating into the family, and treats his brothers as thieves with bad intentions, what will his elders think?

Putting aside all conspiracy theories, isn’t it a little unreasonable for my cousin to invite his cousin to have a meal and a drink to catch up with him after not seeing him for ten years?

Meng Zhao's uncle Meng Jizu and third uncle Meng Hongdao were both old-school paternalists with strong clan values.

A person who is outside the family and a person who has no respect for his elders will definitely not be welcomed by them.

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

Meng Zhao had a decision in his eyes and waved his sleeves and ordered,

"Ale, you will go to the banquet with me later and prepare a generous gift. You will choose from the rewards given to me by the court. Don't neglect it."

Although Lu Le was confused, he lowered his head obediently and bowed his hands to Meng Zhaoji.

"I understand, little slave."

The Meng mansion occupies a very large area and is spacious and magnificent. It not only has Guidian Orchid Palace, high halls and mansions, but also has rockeries, forest gardens, flower beds, running water and other facilities, which are beautiful, magnificent and luxurious.

After passing through three long corridors, eight courtyards, and four pavilions, we finally arrived in front of the Yalan Pavilion in Beiyuan where Meng Wen held a banquet.

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

Lu Le knew that the Yalan Pavilion was heavily guarded and patrolled carefully, so he stepped forward 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.

Arriving at the white stone pavilion where the banquet was held, as far as the eye could see, burly and tough black-clad warriors were scattered around like ghosts. There were dozens of them, strictly warning the surroundings.

The eaves of the pavilion are spread out, and special colored glaze lamps are hung on them. The lights are bright, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day.

The pavilion is surrounded by exotic flowers and plants, which are beautiful and delicate. When the breeze blows, the pavilion is filled with fragrance. It is indeed a good place to drink wine and admire the moon.

There were already two people sitting in the pavilion, drinking and chatting.

One is Meng Wen, the second son of the Meng family. He is dressed in brocade and has a golden crown on his head. He has thick eyebrows like black ink and a slim face.

Even if you just sit quietly, you still feel like a majestic mountain, with a sense of calmness.

The other person has an ordinary appearance, a cold temperament, and a gleaming look in his eyes, which always gives people an eerie feeling.

Meng Zhao strode up the steps, the smile on his gentle face not diminishing, he cupped his fists and saluted Meng Wen, but said with a bit of self-blame in his tone,

"My younger brother came late and kept my second brother waiting. Please forgive me for keeping me waiting."

Meng Wen laughed, took the initiative to stand up, took Meng Zhao's hand, sat at the table, and said very affectionately,

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

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

Looking at him as a person, he is bold and generous, and he handles things appropriately, which makes people feel like spring breeze, which makes Meng Zhao have a good impression.

No wonder he dares to compete with his eldest brother for the position of head of the family, he is indeed quite 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 sitting down, 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 is as close to me as a brother."

Hearing this, Meng Zhao smiled politely at Meng Qinghuai and greeted,

"It turns out to be Brother Qinghuai. I heard before that there is a young hero in our Meng family. He is not only excellent in martial arts, but also has great abilities. He has helped our Meng family rise steadily. When we meet him today, he is indeed a dragon among men."

I have never heard of this person from the mysterious person. I think he has no interaction with the real Meng Zhao, so he should be careful.

Compared to Meng Zhao's politeness, Meng Qinghuai's reaction seemed very dull, even indifferent.

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

Being humiliated, Meng Zhao's smile remained unchanged on the surface, but he was horrified in his heart.

Recalling the expressions of Meng Qinghuai and Meng Wen that I saw talking about each other before, I knew that this person was not naturally indifferent, cold and arrogant. Instead, he was disdainful, dissatisfied, and even hostile to him, so he had this reaction.

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

This is an instinctive reaction. After all, it is a fake. I feel guilty. If there is any trouble, I will think about it.

Immediately, he denied this himself.

Even Meng Wen didn't notice anything strange. How could a descendant of the sideline expose him?

Meng Wen seemed a little embarrassed, as if he had not expected that Meng Qinghuai would be so contemptuous and hostile to Meng Zhao.

He was stunned there for a moment, then coughed lightly and laughed dryly,

"Ha, fourth brother, don't be offended. Qinghuai is like this, cold on the outside and hot on the inside. It will be good to get to know him in the future.

I remember when I first met Qinghuai, I took the initiative to say hello to him, but he ignored me. He was quite friendly and valued towards you. "

Meng Zhao nodded lightly without saying anything. Likewise, Meng Qinghuai didn't express anything, with a hint of disdain on his lips.

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

Outside the pavilion, Lu Le held the gift box in his hand and stood there peacefully, watching all this.

The look in Meng Qinghuai's eyes was a bit colder.