In fact, it’s not just the little marquis, who can think of it?

What about a man from a large northern state who has the ability to get rid of the ministers around the emperor?

This is not consistent with common sense.

Unlike modern times where the legal system is perfect, Dayong never cared about whether a prince violated the law and committed the same crime as the common people, and the privileged class has always existed.

In the following time, the two of them did not talk too much about these things. Not only did they talk about the dangers, they did not have any taste. Instead, they talked about the customs, geographical and scenic spots of Jizhou.

Although Meng Zhao belongs to the theoretical school, reads a lot of books and has little knowledge, what he said is also very helpful to the little marquis.

It is not easy to leave the hometown where you gave birth to your own life and live in another strange place.

Among them, there are many difficulties and dangers, which are not humane.

Time passed quickly, and by the time Meng Zhao was about to leave, it was already completely dark.

In the night sky, a bright moon hangs high in the sky, looking cold and lonely.

"Little Marquis, I hope you can make great achievements in the army and have the chance to fight side by side in the future."

With the last wish, Meng Zhao bowed his hand and was graceful. Then he waved his sleeves and turned around and left with Lu Le and Lu Zhong without any delay.

After the three of them gradually disappeared into the night, Zhou Sheng looked at the little marquis staring at the dark night beside him, and said,

"Little Marquis, although this young master Meng seems generous, he seems to be hiding it.

I realized that his qi and blood were not exposed, but he was clearly strong and strong, without any weakness, and his injuries had recovered."

The little marquis was stunned for a moment, and a strong light flashed in his eyes, obviously he didn't expect this to appear.

Zhou Sheng is innate martial arts and practices blood qi like a furnace. He is extremely sensitive to the human body's qi and blood. What he should be right.

But Meng Zhao just now showed that no matter how he looked, he looked sick. Is he acting?

Then he smiled and said with some sympathy and emotion,

"He acts for people to watch, and not for us to watch, but he can't help himself.

Don’t forget that Meng Xiaosi is not the descendant of the head of the Meng family after all, and he has been away from home for ten years. He is already very good at gaining a foothold, so he must be cautious in his actions.

He acted like this, obviously because Meng Xi was injured, and was afraid that the head of the Meng family would take his anger.

Don't worry, I know that although Meng Xiaosi also has some thoughts, he finally came to see me under the pressure of others.

We must bear this love.

I hope that as he wished, everything would go smoothly when he arrived in the South Third Camp."

On the way back, the three of them were not so anxious. Lu Le walked in front with a lantern to illuminate the way ahead.

Lu Zhong followed Meng Zhao, his breath was solid and his steps were erratic, like a ghost. If he didn't pay attention, he would even ignore the old man.

The surrounding environment is pretty good, because it is the most prosperous area in the inner city. Although there are few pedestrians on the streets and most of the businesses on both sides are closed, they are somewhat popular.

When passing by a wine shop, there were a few guests who were drinking and eating. The sound was quite loud and seemed a little noisy. At the same time, the fragrance of wine came, which was even more eye-catching.

Meng Zhao glanced at him, and a long flag was erected in front of the door of the restaurant, and a sign was hanging vertically. At the bottom of the sign, I don’t know which unlucky child was randomly graffitied and scratched a very abstract flower with charcoal pen, with a strangeness in the mess. It looked very eye-catching under the double lights of the beacon of the restaurant and the lantern in Lu Le’s hand.

Meng Zhao suddenly stopped and stared at the mark that looked like a child's graffiti, as cold as ice.

The originally quiet and gentle smile disappeared without a trace, and the handsome face was covered with clouds, which was so cold that it was scary.

His body was straight, like a long sword, with a sharp edge, but it was trembling faintly at this moment.

The hands hanging on both sides and covering their long sleeves clenched into fists. Because they used too much force, their sharp nails were pressed into the flesh, and the blood was flowing out, and they didn't feel any pain.

He stood there for more than ten seconds.

Lu Le and Lu Zhong looked at each other, wondering why their young master suddenly became stunned, and his aura was extremely unstable.

That kind of shock, that kind of anger, that kind of murderous intent that can still be felt even if you try your best to suppress it, are rare.

Lu Le recalled that even during the Minghualou bloody incident, Meng Zhao never showed such a thing.

"Young Master, what happened? Did it involve your injuries?"

Lu Le took a step forward, stretched out the lantern he was carrying, and looked forward, but found nothing.

The child didn't think there was anything wrong with graffiti. There were too many signs in the streets and alleys, and it was not unusual. Therefore, he felt that it might be Meng Zhao's internal injuries that he had suffered before and felt uncomfortable.

Lu Zhong was old and had rich experience. He had already seen that Meng Zhao's behavior was not physically ill, but that his mind was stimulated by something or something, so he could have such behavior.

Meng Zhao slowly released his clenched fists, pulled out a white silk squid from his cuffs expressionlessly, lowered his head and slowly wiped the blood on his hands, not knowing what he was thinking.

This action was not hidden from Lu Zhong and Lu Le. The father and son felt even more strange. What made their young master so shocked, shocked, and even nervous?

Lu Zhong was not as curious as Lu Le, but said nothing, took out the golden sore medicine he carried with him from his arms, stepped forward to apply medicine to Meng Zhao, and then tore open a piece of cuff and bandaged it together with the medicine and wounds.

Meng Zhao still lowered his head and said nothing. It was not until Lu Zhong treated the wound on his hand that he raised his head and showed a chilling smile, saying,

"It's nothing big, but I just remembered that I forgot to tell the little marquis just now.

But it’s not a big deal. It’s not too late to talk about it when you have the opportunity to visit Jizhou City in the future. Let’s go first.”

As he said that, he took the initiative to take the lantern from Lu Le's hand and walked in front.

Lu Le was even more suspicious.

He is the one who has the most contact with Meng Zhao in addition to mysterious people and also knows Meng Zhao the most. This is obviously an excuse and an excuse.

Just as I was about to come forward to ask, I was trying to solve the problem for the young master, but someone directly pressed his shoulder and couldn't move.

Even the internal force in the body is sealed by a stream of true energy, making the mouth and the mouth difficult to open, and there is no word.

Looking back, it was Lu Zhong.

Faced with Lu Le's question, Lu Zhong shook his head, his lips moved, and he said,

"Young Master doesn't want to tell you, don't be curious or exploring, just take everything as usual and do your duty."

Lu Le was trained by Lu Zhong since childhood. He was so confused because he was too worried about Meng Zhao. Now that Lu Zhong has tried to get rid of his position, he immediately realized that he had almost committed a big taboo.

Only when the master lets him know what he does not want to say, if he insists on exploring it, it will hurt the harmony and tacit understanding between the two.

His face was pale, and he used a color at Lu Zhong in fear, indicating that he understood.

Only then did Lu Zhong take back his dry and thin palms and catch up with Meng Zhao.

However, what made the two of them curious was that Meng Zhao's thoughts became increasingly tense after walking and stopping along the way.
Chapter completed!