Seiwa

Meng Guangxiao passed out at Meng Qinghe's house. His life was fine, but he never woke up.

At ten o'clock in the evening, his two sons finally approached the door.Meng Qinghai was in front, and Meng Qingjiang was behind. Seeing that Meng Guangxiao was unconscious, both brothers looked anxious.Meng Qinghai was still able to restrain himself, leaning over to check Meng Guangxiao's condition, his expression changed slightly in an instant, but Meng Qingjiang was not so thoughtful, his eyes were wide open, and he was about to punch Meng Qinghe with a full face when he raised his fist.

Meng Qingjiang's strength was great, and his fist, which was used to doing farm work, smashed towards him, as if with the wind of his fist, it narrowly brushed against the tip of Meng Qinghe's nose.

Meng Qinghe was "making amends" and was very sincerely reviewing his own "mistakes". He didn't want to be punched in the face, so he quickly stepped back two steps. Although he had no intention of taking the imperial examination, he had to protect his face.With the medical conditions of this era, a broken nose is not a small trouble.Leaving aside problems like tetanus, what's the deal with a crooked nose?If you don't plan to find a wife, you can't lose your appearance.

"Shiro." Meng Qinghai said in a deep voice; "Stop!"

"Big brother!"

Meng Qingjiang's eyes were red. He didn't like reading since he was a child, and his brain was not very bright. He obeyed his father and elder brother's arrangement in everything he should do.When Meng Qinghai opened his mouth, even if he didn't want to, he could only withdraw his fist bitterly.

Meng Qinghe looked as if he had been wronged but could not argue, and his expression was somewhat stubborn.Leaving aside the unconscious Meng Guangxiao, those who don't know the inside story will most likely think that Brother Meng Qinghai is bullying him.

Meng Qingjiang was even more annoyed, Meng Qinghai also tightened his lips, Meng Qinghe was "wronged" from himself, but he had other plans in his heart.

In my impression, Meng Qingjiang is a one-sided person, and his words and deeds are completely different from Meng Guangxiao and Meng Qinghai.To put it bluntly, Lu Zhi is impulsive, but to put it bluntly, he has no brains.

The only desirable thing is to look good.

Big and tall, with a full body of tendon and flesh, with resolute features and a loud voice.With such a physique and appearance, Meng Qinghe was very envious.If he was born with this physique, he wouldn't have to miss the six-pack abs of the 21st century.

However, God's will tricks people, there are no absolutes, God can't make everything go well.

Compared with Meng Silang's physique and Meng Twelve Lang's head, Meng Qinghe would still choose the latter.

Unlike Meng Qingjiang, Meng Qinghai was born with a gentle appearance.

He is of medium build, dressed in a Confucian shirt, with meticulously combed hair, a well-rounded appearance, clear eyes, and a scholarly air in his actions. If there is no memory left in his mind, Meng Qinghe will have a pretty good impression of him.

It's a pity that there are no ifs in everything.

"Twelve Lang, why is my father like this?" Meng Qinghai looked at the innocent Meng Qinghe, "If Shi Twelve Lang can't give an explanation, I will ask the head of the village and the old man in the middle to make a decision."

The Ming Dynasty emphasized the teachings of the Six Ethics, the first of which was "filial piety to parents and respect to elders". If you are not filial or respectful, you are often ashamed.

Meng Guangxiao is Meng Qinghe's cousin and the patriarch of the clan. Once Meng Qinghe is accused of disrespecting the elders, he will be reprimanded for the lightest ones, and even dragged to the ancestral hall for the severe ones.At that time, the so-called Meng Guangxiao will bully others, and Meng Twelve Lang will be cornered, which will not be worth such a big hat.

In the past, Meng Qinghai might not have done it so directly.But the college exam is coming soon, there are still rumors in the school, he may not be as calm as he appears on the surface.

So what if the county school discipline is favored?Scholars value their reputation, and once it is stained, even if it is brought on by family members, it cannot be washed away in a lifetime.

Meng Qinghe didn't speak, Meng Qinghai wanted to ask again, Meng Wang suddenly came out from the inner room, before he got close, he was already weeping.

"Dalang, don't blame me, my son is suffering!"

Meng Guangxiao is the elder of Meng Qinghe, and the Meng Wang family is also the elder of Meng Qinghai and Meng Qingjiang, and bears the identity of a widow. With her present, it is difficult for Meng Qinghai to question him.

Meng Wang said three sentences about not leaving her life, five sentences about not leaving her husband, and occasionally crying about her dead son, and the two daughters-in-law who were persuading her couldn't help covering their faces and crying.

The crying from the whole room spread, and everyone who heard it looked sideways.

Meng Chongjiu, the only one in Mengjiatun who knew some medical skills, happened to be invited by Meng Jiulang's eldest daughter, and saw this scene in time.

Looking at Meng Guangxiao lying on the board, and then at Meng Wang and his two daughters-in-law who were crying sadly, he almost thought that after Meng Lao Liu, everyone in Meng's family would also have a funeral.

"What's the matter?"

"Uncle Ninth."

Meng Qinghe and his brothers Meng Qinghai saluted together. Meng Qinghe was dressed in sackcloth and had a disheveled face. Before Meng Qinghai and Meng Qingjiang could speak, he took the lead and said, "Ninth Uncle, Qinghe is all to blame."

"Oh?"

Meng Chongjiu got on Meng Guangxiao's pulse, and at the same time looked at Meng Qing and the others.

"The uncle did not want Qinghe to join the army. It was a good intention. Qinghe was grateful, but he must not obey. The hatred of killing relatives is irresistible, so how could we not report it! The words may be fierce, but the result..." Meng Qing and Hong Eye sockets rolled, "Uncle, if something happens to the uncle, Qinghe is willing to be punished!"

On the surface, there is nothing wrong with these words, on the contrary, it makes people sigh, it is difficult for a child to feel innocent.

If you think about it carefully, that's not the case.

Meng Guangxiao was just furious and phlegm fascinated his heart for a while, but Meng Qinghe seemed to be dying soon. Isn't this clearly cursing him to death?

Meng Qingjiang didn't realize that Meng Qinghai's face turned blue, but he couldn't get angry because of Meng Chongjiu and Meng Wang's presence.

I don't know if he understood the meaning of his son's words, Meng Wang's crying suddenly became louder, and the two daughters-in-law saw their mother-in-law crying hard, and they even competed to see who had the highest voice.Even if you don't understand the key to this, seeing Meng Qinghai's increasingly ugly face is still worth it!

Now, they have completely seen the face of the Meng clan.

The head of the Meng family?

Pooh!

My cousin?

Bah again!

The humble and studious Meng Dalang?

Continue to bah!

It's over, and then cry.

Anyway, they are widows, so crying a few more times is nothing.

Meng Chongjiu let go of Meng Guangxiao's wrist, and pressed hard on his butt. Seeing that Meng Guangxiao's nose was moving, but his eyes were still closed tightly without any sign of waking up, he knew what was going on.

In Hongwu 27, Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty established the system for the elderly, and all the elderly people who were elected were virtuous, knowledgeable, and respected.Their duty is not only to supervise Nong Sang and to persuade the lessons of the Six Ethics, but also has a little judicial power to deal with some of the disputes in the village.

As one of them, Meng Chongjiu's views and actions are naturally different.He saw everything in the Meng family. Meng Guangxiao, Meng Guangshun and others tried to seize Meng Guangzhi's family property. He also knew that he did not come forward due to various considerations.

Meng Guangzhi's branch has already declined, and Twelve Lang doesn't seem to be able to support his family. It may not be a good thing to keep dozens of acres of land in his hands to attract people's attention.

It's just that Meng Chongjiu didn't expect Meng Guangxiao to be so terrific that he forced Twelve Lang to join the army.Today's visit to Twelve Lang's house gave him a new idea.

Meng Guangzhi's team may not really be on the verge of decline, and Meng Qinghai may not really have a bright future.

Twelve Lang was going to join the army, Meng Chongjiu was not in such a hurry compared to his three sons who were impatient.Talking about relatives, my branch and Meng Guangzhi have already made five uniforms, as long as there are still men in Meng Guangxiao and others' family, they will not be able to recruit their children and grandchildren to make up for military registration.

Meng Chong was more than nine years old, he experienced the war at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and he survived even the most difficult times, so he was naturally more ruthless than ordinary people, and his knowledge was higher than ordinary people.

Twelve Lang is not as young as the weak crown to have this kind of thought, this kind of ruthlessness, once he is allowed to seize the opportunity, he may not be able to do something.

"Uncle Ninth?"

Meng Qinghe was not afraid of Meng Guangxiao, nor was he afraid of Brother Meng Qinghai. In his opinion, it was only a matter of minutes to bury the father and son in the pit, but the Ninth Uncle in front of him gave him a sudden shock.

"Meng Qinghe" had met Meng Chongjiu, and the impression left in his memory was far less profound than the present one.

It was as if the old man had seen through him, through the thoughts hidden in his mind.

For a moment, Meng Qinghe's scalp went numb.He trusted his intuition, and because of that, his expression became more solemn than ever.

Don't underestimate anyone, especially if you are not sure whether the other person is friend or foe.

Meng Chongjiu got up and wiped his hands. He didn't expose Meng Guangxiao's pretending to be unconscious. He only told Brother Meng Qinghai that he was fine and that he would be fine after taking him home to sleep.Meng Guangxiao pretended to be unconscious, but there were indeed signs of anger attacking his heart before. As for how he got angry, no need to ask, Meng Chongjiu could guess a little bit.

Twelve Lang is indeed not simple.

Da Lang is also thoughtful, but he is not as good as Twelve Lang.

Meng Qinghai was unwilling, and wanted to say something, but Meng Qingjiang hurriedly took his father home, "There is no hurry now, I will wait to get rid of that little bastard!"

After saying that, he carried Meng Guangxiao on his back and left.

With a filial heart, he didn't realize that he had broken his elder brother's "big event", and he didn't realize that his father's hand on his shoulder suddenly gained strength.

Seeing Meng Qingjiang who was in a hurry and Meng Qinghai whose back was full of black air, Meng Qinghe told himself not to laugh, absolutely not to laugh.

"Twelve Lang."

With a cough, Meng Qinghe turned around, with a calm expression, and bowed his hands, "Ninth Uncle, you are tired today."

The family has not yet filial piety, so it is always a bit taboo to invite people to the door at this time.Meng Chongjiu was invited to come here today. He originally had other plans, but when he met face to face, all his previous thoughts were thrown away.It is unwise to play tricks in front of this old man, it is better to be more cautious.

Meng Qinghe is confident but not arrogant, cautious but not cowardly, this is the root of his success in doing things.

"Twelve Langs," Meng Chongjiu stood still by the door, with a long beard fluttering in the wind, "Do you want to join the army?"

"Back to Uncle Jiu, that's right."

"En." Meng Chongjiu nodded, "This old man can still talk to the head of the county, and maybe he can help me a little bit."

"Qing and Uncle Xie Jiu!"

"Wait a minute." Meng Chongjiu raised his hand, "To help you join the army, I need to promise the old man one thing."

Meng Qinghe raised his head, neither answering nor refusing right away, but just looked at Meng Chongjiu with a respectful expression.

"Please teach me, Uncle Jiu."

"Don't worry, the old man will let you know when things are done." Meng Chongjiu suddenly changed his serious expression, "Don't worry, Uncle Jiu won't let you do things you can't do."

"Yes." Meng Qinghe agreed happily this time. There are people in the yamen who are easy to handle and can save some trouble. Why not do it?

What's more, his joining the army not only deceived Meng Guangxiao's family, but also almost deceived everyone surnamed Meng. Not to mention being besieged on all sides, his popularity among the same clan will definitely not be good in the future.It is by no means a bad thing to find an "alliance" to disperse the firepower.

Even if Meng Chongjiu really wanted to embarrass himself, he could always find a way to deal with the situation.

It is true that a penny can stump a hero, but Meng Qinghe never considers himself a hero.

Without copper coins, don't we still have treasure notes?

The old and the young looked at each other for a moment, and grinned at the same time.There seems to be a tail wagging behind him.

The next day, Meng Chongjiu got on an ox cart and went to the county seat. Near the city gate, a group of knights galloped by.

Vermilion mandarin duck battle coats, black sheathed long knives, bows and arrows gleaming with cold light, the knights held the reins with one hand and raised the whip with the other. Wherever the horses' hooves passed, there was only smoke and dust.

The leader was dressed in a blue military uniform, and with a quick glance, his five sense organs were not yet clear, and his heroic aura was as if a knife had been cut through.

Meng Chongjiu hurriedly drove the ox cart to the side of the road, until the smoke and dust rolled up by the horse's hooves were far away, he took a mouthful, and said secretly: "What a strong evil spirit."