Meng Tian had never seen his eldest father look like this.
He could see that the eldest father was serious when he said that there was no such person as Meng Tian in the Meng family. He was more serious than the sword that struck his scabbard.
His great father had never spoken such serious words to him.
In this day and age, being kicked out of your home is an event as serious as death.
Meng Tian's depressed and angry mood turned into confusion.
He really couldn't understand why his eldest father could drive him out of the house for Ying Chengyu.
"Tian..."
Meng Tian's voice was a little hoarse and low, and there seemed to be a trace of grievance that shouldn't exist.
"Know!"
This new-generation military leader of the Qin Kingdom roared two words at his eldest father.
Then, he put the sword with the scabbard cut beyond recognition on his waist, no longer resisting the veteran's attack.
Tap tap tap~
He turned around, walked with neither light nor heavy steps, no different from his usual walking, and stepped away, leaving a little dust.
The worst case scenario is that he will be hacked to death!
If the veteran didn't pursue him, could he really kill his grandson?
With a cold snort, Meng Ao threw the sword to the ground, went back to the house to get the black cotton clothes and put them on.
"Zhuzi! Don't even give me some clothes before leaving!"
While cursing, the veteran walked out of the small courtyard and walked out of the mansion along the smooth bluestone road.
When the servants of the Meng Mansion along the way saw the veteran, the older ones looked shocked. By the time they reacted, the veteran was almost in front of them.
"Hou, Lord Hou!"
They hurriedly saluted on the spot, and some even shed tears of excitement.
For so many years, Meng Ao has lived in seclusion in the house. Except for the servants who serve Meng Ao, they, the old men of the Meng family, have not seen Meng Ao for a long time.
The younger servants didn't recognize Meng Ao's appearance and had no sense of courtesy.
They either got advice from the old man next to them, or saw other servants saluting, and then they bowed down without realizing it.
"Master Hou!"
Meng Ao passed by someone who was saluting and kicked him in the face, with a look of impatience on his face.
"Get up! Since when have these bird gifts appeared in the house?"
When the old people were kicked, none of them showed any anger, and they would laugh and say something about the power of the Marquis.
Newcomers feel a little overwhelmed after being kicked out. Is it not etiquette? This has been the case since they came to the Meng family!
"Alas, the Meng family has become like this."
The constant emergence of new faces and the strict bowing ceremony made Meng Ao feel a little tired.
"In the words of Lord Chang'an, it's so inhumane. I have changed, Meng Mansion has changed, and Lord Chang'an has also changed."
Meng Ao will never forget how amazingly talented that young boy who was known to the world as Young Master Cheng was before he was named the Lord of Chang'an.
Unfortunately, just like his strong body gradually getting older, nothing can withstand the invasion of time.
Mr. Cheng, who was originally the most outstanding son of the Ying family, had become the disgrace of the Qin Dynasty, and became the Lord of Chang'an who everyone wanted to beat.
Only the older generation know the secret!
Only then did I know what happened back then!
The first heir to the supreme throne of Qin is not His Majesty, but Lord Chang'an!
A widely circulated curse word in Xianyang - you are like a king brother!
Every time Meng Ao heard it, both emotions of sadness and ridicule would suddenly rise.
"A group of bird people! If the son born can really be like the Lord of Chang'an, I, Meng Ao, will be willing to lead his horse and ride for him!"
On this day, Meng Ao, a veteran of the Qin State, left his house for the sake of Ying Chengyu and went to the houses of twenty-one generals.
Of the twenty-one generals, two were not at the house. The remaining nineteen, after talking with the old man, each respectfully escorted the old man to the next person's door before turning back to the house.
"Your Majesty has an order! All guests! Return to your house immediately!"
"Can one of my disciples be able to defeat a thousand men? Come out quickly!"
"Fight against the Iron Eagle Swordsman! Who among you can win? The one who can win will be rewarded with a hundred golds!"
Orders came out from the nineteen generals' mansions one after another. The horses' hooves on the galloping road kept tapping, and the chaotic noise seemed to shatter the rare peace.
Some time later, Nei Shi Mengyi's order came from Nei Shi Mansion: the number of patrolling city defense troops was doubled, and the inspection interval was changed from half an hour to a quarter of an hour. If you find someone with high martial arts skills, you need to capture him on the spot! Anyone who dares to resist will be shot without mercy!
The sun above Xianyang was blocked by a cloud. This cloud was white, not dark.
But it doesn't seem to make any difference. The bright earth still becomes a little gloomy.
The mountain rain has not come, but the wind has filled the building.
Let’s talk about Meng Tian.
Full of depression and resentment, he wandered around the streets of Xianyang, but somehow he ended up at Li Xin's mansion.
The thin black clothes were blown up by the wind. Meng Tian touched the scabbard full of cuts and looked up at the blue sky.
"Could this be God's will?"
After saying that, he straightened his clothes, walked with his head held high, and knocked on the door of Li Xin's mansion.
After a while, after the steward's announcement, Li Xin, one of the new generation generals of the Qin State, came out of the mansion in person with a smile to greet Meng Tian.
"Hahaha! Congratulations, Brother Meng! If you and I can see each other now, your Majesty must have taken back his life!"
It was already afternoon, long past the time for Ying Zheng's important men Meng Tian and Ying Fusu to leave for Shangjun.
If Ying Zheng had not forgiven the two of them, they should have been outside Xianyang City at this time, which is why Li Xin said this.
"That's right, I can stay in Xianyang today anyway."
Whether we can leave or not depends on His Majesty's decision in the court tomorrow.
When Li Xin heard this, he knew that this matter was not over yet. He congratulated him early and quickly put away his smile.
"Can the letter help?"
"You can definitely help."
Meng Tian smiled bitterly and picked up the sword, pointing to the sword marks on it and showing it to Li Xin. Li Xin was furious when he saw it.
"Who dares to be so arrogant! Destroy Brother Meng's sword! I'll kill him!"
The sword was even with its scabbard included. The scabbard was damaged like this, so it was obvious that it could no longer be taken.
Although the scabbard itself is very expensive, Li Xin will not take it seriously.
What he was interested in was that the scabbard was destroyed and Meng Tian lost his face as a sword holder.
There is a saying among swordsmen that if the sword is with the person, the sword will perish and the person will perish.
Although the two of them are not swordsmen, it is still a shameful thing for their swords to be destroyed!
"What are you beheading! It's my eldest father!"
"Ah, uh, this, General Meng..."
Li Xin's face changed so quickly that it was breathtaking. He was still filled with indignation at first, but soon became embarrassed and confused.
"Don't mention this, I get depressed when I mention it! Help me, do you have some wine? Let me have a drink with Tian! It would be best..."
Meng Tian rubbed his belly and seemed to still feel the severe pain.
"Zhao Jiu!"
