Chapter 211

The man stumbled off his horse, his footwall was unstable, and he almost tripped to the ground. He looked very embarrassed.

He stretched out his tongue and licked his lower lip, slightly alleviating the pricking pain of dry and cracked lips. His bloodshot eyes stared wide and knelt straight on the ground, secretly alleviating the breathing rhythm and secretly recalling the prepared words.

After a long time, a burst of footsteps came from far and near. The man quickly pinched his thigh meat secretly to disperse his faint consciousness with pain. His chest beat like thunder. The strong heartbeat seemed very clear in his ears.

He hung his head and caught a glimpse of a greenish brown passing by. He went straight to the upper seat and sat down. There was a little mellow fragrance in the air.

Even though chaos in Meng county is frequent, Meng Zhan, as the head of Meng clan and the prefect of Meng County, still lives a delicate and exquisite life.

After a half ring, the man at the head asked him, "have you arrived in Beijing?"

The voice, with its unique composure of this age, elegant and graceful tone, and a bit of different elegance, seems to be singing poetry.

This tone of voice is fashionable in the past two years. It is a popular fashion among noble families. Many people deliberately pursue it and pretend to be elegant.

Some people learn it and look pretentious, like a dumb male duck. People who don't know think there is something wrong with that man's voice.

Some people have a unique voice. The tone of voice seems to be tailor-made for them. When they open their mouth, they have a bit of elegant charm.

Meng Zhan belongs to the latter. Many Cangzhou gentry ladies secretly praised him for his elegant demeanor. Once they opened their mouth, they could suck away other people's souls.

The squire kneeling below turned dark and suddenly knocked his head to the ground. The impact sound was dull and powerful, and even the ground trembled.

When the squire heard the speech, his blood faded and his face was as white as paper. He knocked his forehead to the ground, and his fingers were still trembling.

His palms quickly secreted sweat and soon became wet, showing his uneasiness.

"He was incompetent and failed to fulfill the master's request... Er Lang Jun, er Lang Jun, he was... Caught by the traitor Meng Hun."

Meng Zhan's eyes turned pale and threw out the tea bowl he was holding. He hit the squire's forehead and poured hot tea on each other's face.

"The second husband was taken away by Meng hun?" He slightly opened his slender peach blossom eyes, dyed a fierce color at the end of his slightly raised eyes, and asked in a gloomy tone, "send a team of you to the past, but you can't even protect the safety of the two gentlemen. What's the use of Meng's house for you waste!"

In front of ordinary people and even the prefect of Hejian, he can be an arrogant and domineering leader. At this time, he dare not even say a word of defense.

As Meng Zhan's retinue, he knows too well what to do. Refutation will only make the other party more angry and even kill him.

There was a cut in his forehead and blood flowed. Tea stains mixed with blood flowed all over his face. He didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe it.

After waiting for half a ring, Meng Zhan's anger had cooled slightly, and the squire's hand trembled and said, "please calm down, sir. It's not that you don't enjoy protecting the second husband, but that things happen for a reason. Meng Hun's gang of thieves are very cunning and insidious..."

Meng Zhan was too lazy to listen to the other party's excuses and said directly, "the white eyed wolf caught data. What do you want?"

How can he say that he is also the patriarch of Meng family and the person who sits firmly as the prefect of Meng county? This simple thing can be seen.

If Meng data had died, the cheap servant who was greedy for life and afraid of death would not dare to go back to Meng county and would have run away.

"My Lord is wise. That rogue minister really wants to take Erlang as a hostage and extort money and rice. I'm afraid that the thief doesn't treat Erlang well, so I whip up the horse and kill more than ten fast horses. Then I hurry back and report the news to my Lord."

Then he took out an object wrapped in silk cloth from his arms, raised his head respectfully with both hands, "please see."

Meng Zhan winked at the maid beside him, and the silk package was presented.

He opened it and saw that there were two letters in it.

One was written by his own data son. His tone was quite proud. In his words, he despised Meng Hun's move.

The other is a strange handwriting, which briefly describes that they can not kill Meng data, but they must meet their requirements.

"Hehe... She only said five hundred stones, but this letter was changed to two thousand stones... She was born a Dalit and had shallow eyelids."

Meng Zhan casually threw the letter aside, with an undisguised contempt and contempt in his eyes.

Hu took a mouthful of water from his head and said, "Sir, this food... Do you really want to give it to him?"

Meng Zhan said leisurely, as if drunk but not drunk, his peach blossom eyes were stained with pride, "here, why not?"

Hu was stunned from his head.

"It's just two thousand stones. Only people from such poor and untouchable backgrounds will value it so much." Meng Zhan sniffed and said coldly, "follow my order, go to the grain depot to mobilize 3000 stones and send a specially assigned grain team. Everything is subject to the safety of Erlang King... As long as he receives the grain, the gratitude and resentment will be written off! And it should be my boss's last parting fee..."

Hu was forced from the head, three thousand stone grain?

To Meng hun?

Meng Hun lion opened his mouth and only asked for two thousand stones.

Meng Zhan saw that he was confused and didn't understand. He smiled and didn't bother to explain.

Why did Meng Hun rebel against Meng?

Why burn Du Wei's house?

Why do you want to chase Meng data thousands of miles?

Not in the name of revenge for his wife and daughter?

Now, a mere two thousand stones can make Meng Hun give up killing Meng Da. What does that mean?

It means that his wife and daughter's innocence and even life can be bought out with only two thousand stone grain. That's the price.

In that case, his old boss should be more generous!

Meng Hun sold his wife and daughter at a low price. He kindly gave a thousand more stones.

Seemingly generous behavior actually hides contempt and humiliation.

Three thousand stone grain is not even a dime for Meng.

Meng Hun really dares to take over this batch of grain. When Meng data is safe, Meng dares to spread the news.

Since then, the bloody men who avenge their wives and daughters are just people who deceive the world and steal fame. Some food can sell them all.

When the lady in the backyard heard that Meng data had been arrested, she was very worried and frightened at first, but she was soon relieved.

She twirled a cake gracefully and said contemptuously, "The Dalit was born like this. He has no backbone. He can do anything for a ration. It can be regarded as selling his wife and daughter. If he had known today, why did he have to marry again without his wife and daughter? It's such a big trouble that he lost his status as a lieutenant, hurt my son, and made my husband work hard for Meng County..."

Meng Hun's wife and daughter, but also of Dalit origin, how can they be compared with the children of noble descent?

She didn't blame the mother and daughter for tarnishing their reputation.

"Ah, cut --"

Meng Hun sneezed, raised his hand and pinched his itchy nose, which attracted the gaze of the two episodes around him.

"Cough, you bury it..." Meng Hun said unnaturally, "I'll go to another place to see how it's arranged."