Chapter 1383: Saying
In Meng Yuanqiao's opinion, this understanding and such a mentality are actually very childish and ridiculous.
The rest are not mentioned, and the only thing that Meng Zhao only says is that his father was hit, he was depressed, and died in depression, which is related to his uncle and has nothing to do with the fight for the throne. In fact, it is too much interpretation and has no basis at all.
Others didn't say anything. Although he and his elder brother, the former head of the Meng family, had some disagreements, they knew this elder brother very well. Although they liked the second son, they had already decided to pass the title and the head of the family to the boss, that is, Meng Jizu.
When he had not left home, Meng Zhengan was still young and talented, but he was too fond of martial arts. Compared with Meng Jizu's long-standing and good at dancing and outstanding political acumen, he could only be said to be a talented martial artist who had a slight shortage of taking on such a large business.
Therefore, what the masked man said in front of him, the suspicion, resentment, and even hatred about Meng Zhao, was purely because he was too young, no one taught him, and his thoughts were too complicated, so he had so many thoughts.
Besides, deliberately sending him out instead of sending his descendants, in Meng Yuanqiao's view, this is not Meng Jizu's method, but just following the above will.
It's very simple. Even if the emperor of the dynasty acted, some people still secretly criticized Meng Jizu for excluding dissidents and not letting go of his nephew. For a leader of a clan like him, he would just point at the nose and say that he would not do personnel and was not qualified to be the leader of this clan.
They are also not wise and promiscuous things that can be done by those who are promising.
Meng Jizu is not a good person, and there is more than one son. There is no need to do such things that are not good for his reputation.
However, he just denied it in his heart and did not directly resort to it, because he was very curious about how the mysterious man in front of him was so clear about what Meng Zhao thought when he was young?
Could it be that this person was one of the 36 noble sons in his early years, and was familiar with Meng Zhao. When I heard Meng Zhao’s complaints, I would like to tell him today?
Zhao Hun didn't know that all his thoughts and thoughts when he was young were denied by the elder in front of him. He was still immersed in his own world and continued to tell the follow-up experience of the "Meng Zhao".
After entering the capital, the thirty-six people, that is, the thirty-six noble sons, were uniformly arranged to live in the Dacien Temple. Although they had a status, they were far from the serious nobles.
Fortunately, Ci'en Temple is a royal temple, the Ministry of Rites of the Court, and even sent knowledgeable people to educate and teach young people, so as not to really raise these noble children to monks who eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name, and it will be difficult to explain to the family behind these children in the future.
However, there are people in the world, and among the thirty-six people, there are also ranks of different levels. The strong bully the weak, and the weak are bullied, but they can only endure it silently.
Meng Zhao was one of the bullies back then, but because of his bullying, he accumulated considerable hatred and anger in his heart, giving him a chance to be stored and used by a huge force.
This force is the common storm that has caused a lot of storms in China, and the one who led Meng Zhao to the common storm was a gentleman who taught them knowledge back then.
Hearing this, Meng Yuanqiao's face hidden in the twisted darkness was a little solemn, and his bright eyes almost burst out with substantial splendor. Zhao Hun's muscles were tense and he looked at him nervously.
"You keep talking."
Seeing this, Zhao Hun felt slightly relieved, not afraid of his reaction, but afraid of him not responding.
So, we accelerated our journey to the city, skipped through some of the middle processes, and quickly advanced to the time when the ten-year period was about to expire.
With the support and cover of the Buyi Alliance, Meng Zhao had many opportunities to go out. Once, he met a person on the street who looked exactly the same as himself, was about the same age, and even had a very similar voice.
Meng Zhao felt that if he returned to the Meng family like this, he would have a high probability that he would become a waste in captivity and would no longer have the chance to get everything he wanted.
Regarding this, Meng Yuanqiao does not deny that the Meng family’s direct lineage, the eldest and third houses are supported by elders, and the second house only has one old servant, resources and connections, and does not have competitive advantages in all aspects.
What's more, according to the ordinary people's perspective, Meng Zhao stayed in Ci'en Temple in Yujing for ten years, and was stupid. The qualifications he showed at the age of eight were not top-notch, and he might indeed be buried.
Therefore, Meng Zhao thought of a way, which was similar to a strategy before the Buyi Alliance, which was to find a substitute and enter the Meng family, while he was running outside, taking advantage of the huge platform advantages of the Buyi Alliance to create a better future for himself.
Everything went smoothly. Meng Zhao even used a certain price to give the beggar the initiation and transmission of merit, wash the essence and marrow, and let a lowly person who starves to death at any time and dies of illness have the possibility of changing his fate against the will of heaven.
After pausing, Zhao Hun saw that the Meng family master was Meng Yuanqiao, and did not show any extreme performance. He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and continued to tell the story.
With his mouth steady, the beggar who replaced the real Meng Zhao and entered the Meng family was also a genius. In a very short period of time, it would be fine to be recognized and appreciated by the two elders of the Meng family, but he also had a certain reputation in Nan'an and even Jizhou.
Later, this person broke away from the control of the real Meng Zhao, stole the name of the Meng family's children, and set up another group to Lingwu City. Not only did he make rapid progress, he also managed a large area of power.
But at this moment, it was hard to curb this person anymore, and he was even worried that he would be silenced.
Speaking of this, Zhao Hun slowly raised his hand, took off the bronze mask he was wearing on his face, revealing a slanted eyebrows that entered his temples, his eyes as bright as stars, and his handsome face.
If outsiders encounter this face, 80% of them will mistakenly think of Meng Zhao, because the two are too similar.
Of course, some subtle differences can still be distinguished.
For example, Meng Zhao washed his essence and marrow many times, and his skills improved greatly, his vitality became stronger, his appearance became immature, and he looked two or three years younger than his actual age.
For example, Meng Zhao's purple dragon body makes the hair color mixed with purple, and the color of the pupils is also purple and black, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
On the other hand, this person may have been running around for many years, making him look a little vicissitudes, with similar edges and corners, but his subtle hair color, pupil color, and temperament are also very different from Meng Zhao.
There is no need for two people to confront each other. As long as they are familiar with Meng Zhao, they can see that no matter how similar they are, they are still completely different people.
As for who is the real Meng Zhao and who is the fake Meng Zhao, it is difficult to tell.
"Uncle, this is true. You should have heard of it. Many of the thirty-six noble sons were lost when they were lost. The emperor of the dynasty issued an order to investigate.
Chapter completed!