Chapter 1025

Zhu Qingning suddenly figured out the key to it. It was a naked conspiracy.

Knowing that there was a pit in front of him, Liu Xi had to jump in.

Nie Xun said, "Liu Xi took the whole territory of Northern Xinjiang and thought it would take two or three years to fight, but he didn't expect that Northern Xinjiang would be defeated and scattered in November alone. Wei Fu saw a lot of news from the Lord - I have to admit that Liu Xi is definitely a big trouble for the Lord and can't feel at ease until she gets rid of it as soon as possible. If she doesn't do anything, let her stabilize Northern Xinjiang and train a large number of cavalry, I'm afraid she can sweep Dongqing -"

Zhu Qingning was speechless. When he heard the word Liu Xi, he remembered the brilliant spring flower festival that year. The young people in cloth clothes and clogs hid in the branches covered with flowers and looked lazy and wanton - up to now, such a brilliant scene is still as fresh as ever.

Nie Xun didn't know what Zhu Qingning was thinking. He sighed, "if you plan on Liu Xi, you don't want to be a husband. However, Liu Xi's position is too subtle. Even if the Lord doesn't provoke her, she won't let him go. Although this person is a woman, her ambition is not as simple as one state and one county. If she wants to continue to expand her power, she must not bypass the Lord. Sooner or later, they will have a war -"

Jiang Pengji has taken the whole territory of Northern Xinjiang, plus the two states and one county in Dongqing, the territory is comparable to a country.

Lord Huang song is only Haozhou, and is not Jiang Pengji's opponent in any way.

Therefore, Nie Xun wants to plan for Huang song and narrow the gap between the two as much as possible.

A glimmer of calculation flashed in his eyes.

Nie Xun offered advice to Huang song. His original intention was to annex Chenzhou and plot to give half of Cangzhou to Jiang Pengji.

If we can stabilize the two states and half Cangzhou, Huang song and Liu Xi do not have a higher capital.

But——

Nie Xun looked down at his wife who was breathing steadily, and smiled at her lips.

He doesn't recognize Meng Zhan's kindness, but Meng Zhan owes him and wants to get it back anyway.

How about the whole Cangzhou?

Nie Xun picked up Zhu Qingning and carried him back to his bedroom. There were thunderstorms and lightning outside.

Compared with Nie Xun's sweet and happy wife, his compatriot brother Meng Heng is not so lucky.

Meng Heng was dressed in a gray Confucian shirt, with mottled whip marks on the skirt, cuffs and back. Blood flowed from the blooming flesh. Thunderstorms washed the blood of his wound to the ground. Even if he was so embarrassed, he still tried to climb to Meng Zhan standing under the corridor.

"Father, son, please don't make a mistake again -"

Meng Zhan holds a long whip in his hand. There are some barbs on the whip body, and there are some blood beads hanging on the barbs.

This whip is used to teach the unworthy children of the Meng family. According to the clan rules, only the people who have made a big mistake will be whipped by this whip.

"Go away - when did I have such an unfilial and unfilial son as you?"

Meng Zhan sneered. Over the past few years, he became more and more old, and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with a sinister cold light.

Meng Heng knelt down in the rainstorm. Yu Guan didn't know where he had gone. His long hair wet by the rain clung to his cheek and back.

"Even if your younger brother Ta'er dies, Meng can't inherit you - I'm not dead yet!"

Meng Zhan was so angry that Meng Heng returned from his study tour for several years and fought against himself everywhere. From the battle of Huangshui to the later cooperation with Northern Xinjiang, this son is really worthy of being left by Gu Zhen! Whenever he saw him, Meng Zhan had a disgust of thick phlegm sticking in his throat.

Meng Heng's lip was broken, and the cold rain wet his wound, which made him shiver with pain, but he was still stubborn, "How many Qiang witches were slaughtered by the ancestor Meng Gong in those years? As a descendant of Meng Gong, how could my father go against his ancestors and help foreigners? Now Liu Xi has broken the northern Xinjiang and will turn around to settle this matter in a few days - father, stop. Don't let the people of Cangzhou suffer."

Because of Meng Zhan's toss, the people of Cangzhou have had a hard time in recent ten years.

However, Meng Heng, the son of Meng's clan, was powerless to do nothing, let alone protect the people of Cangzhou.

If Meng Zhan still insists on his own way and is ready to do his best to fight against Liu Xi and Huang song, it is only the people who suffer.

After listening to Meng Heng's words, Meng Zhan smiled angrily, threw the whip out of his hand and directly threw it on Meng Heng's face.

When the whip shadow crossed, a terrible blood mark appeared on Meng Heng's face, the eyelid of his left eye was scraped, and the blood flowed half of his face.

"Somebody -- drag the unfilial son down and let him kneel down in the ancestral temple and reflect!"

If it weren't for the family elders' dissuasion, Meng Zhan really wanted to kill Meng Heng.

After holding his anger, Meng Zhan threw everything in his study clean.

Flickering candlelight reflected on his face, Meng Zhan raised a grim smile around his mouth, like a fierce ghost of Luocha.

"Liu Xi -- Liu she --"

The father and daughter hurt him too hard. How could he swallow this evil spirit willingly!

He was whipped by his father, drenched in the rainstorm, and knelt in the ancestral temple all night in wet clothes. Even his iron body can't carry it. No surprise, Meng Heng had a high fever that night. His body was hot and confused. He swam on the edge of life and death.

Three days later, he woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he found that his left eye was covered by something, which made his eyes uncomfortable.

"Lang Jun? Lang Jun wakes up -"

Meng Heng's wife watched for three days and three nights. When she saw him wake up, she almost cried with joy.

"I -" Meng Heng's voice was dry. He just said a word. He felt that a small knife cut his throat, "water --"

His wife brought him water and helped him swallow it.

"Eyes?" Meng Heng raised his hand weakly and stroked his left eye. He only touched the thick white cloth.

"Nothing's wrong with your eyes. Fortunately, you just hurt your eyelids this time. The doctor said that if the blade was scraped deeper, your eyes would be wasted." Meng Heng's wife sighed and neatly packed up the dishes and chopsticks. Meng Heng sat on the collapse with no God in his right eye.

After a while, his wife brought him a bowl of some thin porridge.

Meng Heng's eyes swept her wrist, and the original Shuangluan bead twisted gold bracelet was gone.

"Where's your bracelet?"

When his wife saw that he had just recovered from his serious illness, she could be so careful that her anger went out.

"Yes."

"When?"

"If not, where did you get the money to buy you medicine and ask the doctor?" The wife sighed, fed him porridge and said, "since you broke your face and nearly became blind, the Meng clan didn't even come, so they threw you home to live and die."

Meng Heng's hands trembled, and his exposed right eye flashed a faint light, filled with water vapor.

After a while, he said, "follow me, it's hard for you."

The wife said, "one family, what two families say - drink - you'd better not go to your father for beating in the future."

Meng Heng hung his head and drank porridge. His eyes swept over his wife's raised abdomen.

Speaking of it, my wife has been pregnant for five months, and the children in her womb are in need of nutrition, but she doesn't work hard and let them suffer.

The wife took a deep breath and endured the impulse to cry.

She hung her head, and Meng Heng's voice was as flat as water.

"Zhaodi - how much money is there at home?"

The wife muttered, "there are only thirty Liang left."

"Thirty liang?" Meng Heng murmured, "barely enough -"

"What are you doing?"

Meng Heng said, "I'll take you away - he doesn't recognize me as a son, but I can't help but be responsible for you and the child."