One Hundred and Thirteen: Never Expected (1)

Qi Guanrang was born in a poor family, but he has rich experience in the borderlands. He already knows how to protect himself wisely at a young age. He travels among various forces in the borderlands with ease. .

At first, Feng Jin felt that this person was a bit difficult to get along with, but after talking a few words, he suddenly became interested.

After several trials, there was actually a feeling of meeting an opponent.

During the dialogue, the title also changed from the alienated "Lang Jun" to "Wen Zheng".

The friendship between men in ancient times, especially among literati, often began to develop from that momentary throbbing feeling.

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"I just listened to Wen Zheng's lecture, and I have a guess in my mind, but I haven't confirmed it... I don't know what guess it is?"

Qi Guan tapped the feather fan on his knees lightly, and said in a serious tone, "Does Huai Yu know about the Meng family in Meng County, Cangzhou?"

Feng Jin didn't understand, how could the conversation between them have something to do with the Meng family in Meng County, Cangzhou?

Before he could show his puzzled expression, an extremely bold guess suddenly flashed in his mind, which almost made him lose his composure.

"Wenzheng, how can you..."

Qi Guanrang smiled coldly, his eyes became more cold and gloomy.

Feng Jin questioned, he had expected it a long time ago, after all, it would be humiliating for any high-ranking nobleman to make such a guess.

"The ancestors were brave and good at fighting, loyal to the king and patriotic, but that doesn't mean that the younger generations can also inherit the mantle of the ancestors." He sneered, "The Meng family of Meng County in Cangzhou... Heh, listening to what Huaiyu said before, you left Shangjing for some reason and contacted your family Not many. I guess you haven’t heard of it yet?”

Who is the Meng family of Meng County in Cangzhou?

The most famous one is the ancestor of the Meng family, the founder of the Great Xia Dynasty—Xia Taizu personally praised Meng Jing and Mencius Liang, the "white dragon among men", who were also known as the "God of War" in later generations, and there are people enshrining him in the territory of the five countries The ancestral hall shows how famous it is.

With such a tyrannical ancestor, the Meng family has been deeply favored by the emperor since the Great Xia Dynasty, and they lived in tens of thousands of households, hereditary until the end of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Even now that the five kingdoms have divided the summer, the status of the Meng family is still detached.

Mengjun was not originally named this way, but it was changed because of the Meng family, and it was named after the surname "Meng".

Of course, as Qi Guanrang taunted, the Meng family had a powerful ancestor who established a illustrious family business, but it doesn't mean that the younger generation can be so powerful, not only can't push the family to the top, but even become more mediocre and absurd. Book.

The Ze of the Gentleman, will be cut for the fifth generation.

Feng Jin is not stupid, so he naturally guessed what Qi Guanrang meant.

The chief culprit who played with so many women and children in Meng County, and even harmed the women in Hejian, should come from the Meng family.

"What haven't you heard?"

Feng Jin knew the virtues of some dandies of the same age, but still couldn't believe Qi Guanrang's guess.

"Naturally, it's the fact that the captain of the Meng County in Cangzhou turned into a bandit and raised troops to burn down the county guard's mansion." Qi Guanrang looked at Feng Jin's face, and said in a malicious tone, "The captain is a servant of the Meng family, and he has always treated the Meng family. Loyal and loyal, but now he turned against the old master, and even set fire to the county guard's mansion. The reason for this has not yet been given a clear answer. Coincidentally, on the scroll of bamboo slips just now, there seems to be the wife and daughter of the Queen's House Huaiyu said, is there any connection between the two?"

The corners of Feng Jin's lips twitched,

He who has always been eloquent, but now his mind is in a mess, and he doesn't know where to start.

"Needless to say, there is a connection."

Just when Feng Jin's mind was in turmoil, Jiang Pengji's cold voice came from outside.

He turned his head subconsciously, and saw the thin person striding into the room from the outside, and then knelt and sat down with a slightly rough movement, but at this moment, no one dared to express dissatisfaction with this, because... her face was almost livid I dare not mention it.

"Oh?" Qi Guan let the feather fan caress his palm, "What did Lan Ting ask?"

Wei Yuan on the side completely became the background board, or he was also stunned by the bombs dropped by Qi Guanrang and Jiang Pengji one after another.

The four great sects of Dongqing are the Shangyang Feng family, the Langya Wang family, the Huaning Xie family and the Cangzhou Meng family.

In the eyes of Dongqing people, although the first three families have been passed down for a long time, their prestige is far inferior to that of Meng, who has the ancestor of the God of War.

Montenegro.

Now, the two people in front of him actually told him... that the brat who put on a green hat for him is very likely to be related to the children of the Meng family?

There was too much information, his brain was a little overloaded, and he couldn't turn around.

"According to the other party's confession, the one who led them to do this was a little beast called 'Meng Yi'. Does Huaiyu have any impression?"

Feng Jin said, "I have some impressions that Jin has a good friend named Meng Heng, who is the eldest son of the Meng family, and whose second brother is Meng Qu. However, Meng Heng behaves politely and has a certain amount of advance and retreat. He is a rare gentleman." , it can be seen how the family tradition is, how can there be such a brother?"

Those who can be friends with local tyrants are naturally local tyrants.

In the same way, most of the people who can play friends with noble sons are from the same background.

Jiang Pengji snorted, "Huaiyu, I don't like your argument. The nine sons of a dragon are all different, and your friend is a good one. Who can guarantee that his younger brother is also carved out of the same mold? Even if you raise them together, there are advantages. bad points."

Feng Jin was speechless.

"According to the man's account, this Meng Jing has been with the inner curtain since he was a child. His mother indulged and his father doted on him. When he was eleven years old, all the maids and servants in the house were raped, and none of them escaped. But this person likes the new and dislikes the old. It has become a practice to rob people's women."

Although the audience in the live broadcast room already knew some inside information, they were still dumbfounded by this sturdy young man.

: #大哭，Others have already lived through tens of thousands of flowers at the age of eleven, and the iron pestle has been ground into a needle. This baby is still single.

: #大哭，单项1，Is there any little sister who pity the poor baby qwq

: I, Ye Liangchen, are convinced!

: I, Zhao Ritian, are convinced too!

: I, Long Aotian, are convinced too!

Jiang Pengji: "..."

Can the style of painting in this live broadcast room be unified, at least not to make her almost laugh at such a serious moment.

Coughing a little, Jiang Pengji calmed down, "This Meng Ting also likes to hang out with other schools of thought, and I don't know where he learned a very good disguise technique. Because he looks feminine and looks like a woman, he looks pretty when he dresses up a little. Girls, close relatives may not be able to recognize them at a glance. Relying on this convenience, they are able to get along like ducks in water, deceiving many ignorant girls to let go of their hearts and suffer a dark loss."

Probably it was too easy to deceive and too easy to succeed, but instead he felt that he lacked interest and had other thoughts.

It's no fun to play alone, no matter how great the achievement is, it becomes a one-man show without an audience.

Therefore, he befriended a lot of cronies and gangsters of various religions and ranks, and took this matter as a competition for entertainment, and the target of his attacks changed from ordinary women to the boudoir women of poor businessmen. , the more you play, the bigger you get. (To be continued.)