Passionate but ruthless

Walking through two rooms to a low wall, Meng Fu stepped back a few steps, holding Zhang Yu's collar with one hand and jumped up.Standing unsteadily on the low wall, Zhang Yu saw that the wind was blowing the fallen leaves in the back yard, and the moon was setting in the yard, reflecting the only main room with lights on, and there was no trace of heat.

Meng Fu squatted down and jumped down lightly, only to remember that there was only one person left on the low wall, and turned around with a little guilt, but saw Zhang Yu slowly squatting down, holding on to the edge of the low wall with both hands, looking at himself with a crying face, This is not going well.What's so difficult about a wall as tall as one person?

"Jump down! Where are you going to give birth?" Meng Fu said angrily

"I...I'm scared!" Zhang Yu didn't expect Meng Fu to let go, and cried, "I'm afraid of heights!", his body was spinning back and forth, like a precarious drop of water.

Meng Fu had no choice but to jump up and lift Meng Fu's neckline again, "Bend your knees! Don't look down." Zhang Yu did as he did, but suddenly his eyes went dark, it turned out that Meng Fu covered Zhang Yu's sight with his sleeve, and Zhang Yu was greatly moved. Before he could open his mouth, he felt his feet fall down.

Meng Fu fell lightly to the ground again, followed by a thud, and Zhang Yu also rolled to the ground.

Zhang Yu grinned while rubbing her buttocks sitting on the ground and asked, "Where is this?"

Meng Fu said, "My father's residence."

Zhang Yu's expression froze suddenly, while Meng Fu's face was pale and he stretched out his hands to pull him up, not caring about the limp of the man chasing him, he just bowed his head and walked quickly to the inner room.

Meng Fu didn't turn to look at Zhang Yu until he entered the long corridor of the dark and dark room. With an extra exquisite dagger in his hand, he pushed Zhang Yu against the wall, put the dagger on his neck and said with a gloomy face, "You better be sensible." .”

The swaying candle shadow reflected the long figure, but Zhang Yu saw a crack on the verge of collapse on this frosty face, his heart tightened, and without changing his face, he moved Meng Fu closer to him, and grabbed him The other hand that clamped his wrist put it on his chest and patted it lightly twice: "You know my heart."

The corners of Meng Fu's eyes twitched and he tried hard to restrain the corners of his mouth from twitching downwards. Finally, he retracted the dagger and continued walking forward without turning back.Walked down a long, wet corridor to a small room.

Meng Fu opened the quilt on the table in the middle of the room, and Zhang Yu saw the cheerful Mr. Meng lying here with a livid complexion as if he had seen a ghost.

"Mengfu—?"

"The one outside is my uncle." Meng Fu clenched his fist and said bluntly, "You and I are now grasshoppers on a thread, so don't think about it if I lose power."

Zhang Yu sighed and supported the trembling Meng Fu, "You can trust me."

"If you hear these words now, you will rot in your stomach - the current emperor is not right, he has not received the handwriting of the first emperor." Meng Fu took a deep breath and said. "That's why I don't know what the Meng family's elixir is. It's because of this that I insist on the secret art of elixir. In this way, all the veterans in the court will know about it."

Zhang Yu's eyes widened in noncommittal, Meng Fu looked at the table with resentful eyes and said to himself: "It is inevitable that the Meng family will lose power. Anyone who has an immortal in the family of a military general in the dynasty will be jealous. That's why my father gave birth to generals." I have the idea of ​​marrying another family. One is that I have no more children and the secret recipe is broken, and the other is that I have a foreign surname, and the Meng family's fairy medicine cannot be spread. It is just that it is not expected, but it is hard to dispel doubts."

"You mean—Master Meng is—"

"Although the elixir is a pretext, the old ministers who supported the third prince before the Meng family took the sword were not spared. Looking at the changes in the court in recent years, we can see that this time it was intentional. The Zhang family is also a veteran of the three dynasties."

"Since the Zhang family can't protect themselves, why join us?"

"The Zhang family was a neutral faction before, so they might be able to avoid death—but they can't escape the crime of living. The three generations of the Meng family led the Guanzhong Army, and now it's only been two years since my father handed over the military power. Mr. Zhang has a small half of the military power in the Southwest. Although your eldest brother has no real power, he is now guarding the Northwest Ridge..."

Zhang Yu opened his mouth and said, "You mean, you mean..."

"Mr. Zhang made careful calculations to obtain a peaceful and pure land. Thinking of my Meng family ancestors, I was dedicated to protecting the lord. Ten people died in battle and nine generals died. Finally, I got a few years of leisure. It's too hard not to make a living by myself."

Zhang Yu seemed to have a huge boulder on his chest, opened his mouth and let out a deep breath of turbid air, holding Meng Fu down and said, "Never take any danger unless it is absolutely necessary."

Meng Fu smiled wryly and said: "As a last resort? If it wasn't for my father's plan, I would be the one lying here tomorrow." As he spoke, two lines of tears fell quietly, but Meng Fu didn't seem to notice, the teardrops were shining on the bed Face slumped, Zhang Yu raised his hand but couldn't put it down.

"You can tell me what you can use me for."

Meng Fu said: "Chengrui returns to the palace today, and I will be summoned tomorrow. If I don't return within an hour, I must ask Mr. Zhang to prepare."

Zhang Yu asked puzzled, "What are you preparing for?"

"Go north fifty miles and see the real dragon in Yunshen."

As expected, Zhang Yu was detained in the courtyard for lunch on the second day to practice hard. Suddenly, a small eunuch trotted all the way and said that the imperial concubine invited his wife to the imperial garden for a short talk. Meng Fu sighed hopelessly, the boss who should come will come.Zhang Yu threw away his saber, came around from behind, patted Meng Fu and said softly, "The wild fruit that enters Yunshan Mountain will arrive soon, Madam must come back earlier."

Meng Fu pretended to shake his head and said, "Please take care of the fruit I've been looking forward to for a long time. It doesn't matter if it's a little bit rotten. If it's a bit rotten, you're the only one to ask—remember to send some to Uncle Wu, so that it can be eaten." His old man also tasted something new."

Zhang Yu nodded and bowed obediently, not a bit majestic, the little eunuch covered his mouth and laughed.

On the way to the palace, the little eunuch chatted with Meng Fu through the sedan chair curtain, and the people who asked a few words and answered a few words were annoying. They only said a few more words when they complained about Zhang Yu. Trembling.

After asking all the way, the little eunuch had a clue in his mind, and in a blink of an eye the sedan chair got off at the gate of the palace, and the little eunuch ran to Cheng Rui in a hurry to express all the dissatisfaction in Meng Fu's heart.Cheng Rui sneered and said: "Oh, I just said that he is holding his breath in his heart. He loves and loves people before, but he doesn't specify how to be imprisoned when he is married."