Two Hundred and Thirty Eighth: Qi Vomiting Blood (7)

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238: Qi vomiting blood (7)

"Who is coming?" The soldiers saw the coffins on the carriage from a long distance, saw that they still wanted to approach, they couldn't help raising their knives, stepped forward angrily, and blocked them, "This is the important place of the Meng family, you wait for the untouchables to leave quickly, Don't pollute the eyes and ears of the nobleman."

The leader of the retinue rolled down from the carriage in embarrassment, crying.

His head and waist were wrapped in white cloth, his body was covered with sackcloth, his face was full of stubble, his eyes were covered with fine bloodshot eyes, his eyes were thick with bags, and his face was covered with a layer of dirty oil. Sloppy.

"Little one... I have something urgent to report to the master... Mr. Erlang... Mr. Erlang is back!"

Weeping as he spoke, he knelt on the ground and took out his token from his pocket with trembling fingers. The engraved words on it could prove his identity. The soldier could not read, but he recognized this token , the attitude suddenly changed.

What?

Mr. Erlang is back?

The soldier's expression changed, and he was about to flatter and compliment Meng Ting to make a good impression, when his eyes happened to touch the coffin on the carriage.

Suddenly, an ominous premonition suddenly spread from the back to the back of the head, shaking his whole body numb.

Could it be, could it be... Could it be that the person in this coffin is Erlang Jun Mengxi?

This guess shocked the pawns.

"Quickly report back to the master, Mr. Erlang's body has returned... Hurry up!"

How could the leader of the retinue dare to face Meng Zhan's anger by himself?

He yelled at the soldier, who was also driven out of his wits by successive accidents, and ran towards Meng's mansion with a staggering footsteps in bewilderment. For a moment, he didn't expect the anger that the messenger would endure!

At this time, Meng Zhan was having tea and drinking wine with his friends in the water pavilion. The two sat opposite each other, talking about the world and laughing.

However, this atmosphere didn't last long, and the servants made a lot of noise recklessly, and Meng Zhan was very annoyed by his rude behavior.

The Meng family is one of the four great sects of Dongqing, and their family education is strict. Even the lowest servants have the best etiquette, so no one can make mistakes.

For example, when such an embarrassing thing happened while entertaining guests, even if the friend on the opposite side didn't care, Meng Zhan still felt ashamed.

"Maybe something happened. Sheriff Meng might as well ask."

The friend smiled gently, with peace in his eyes, like a cloud in the blue sky, which made people feel more cordial and peaceful.

Meng Zhan held back his anger, and on the surface he cupped his hands quite heartily, "Zhan didn't discipline his servants well, which makes people laugh."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and his face darkened suddenly, got up and walked towards the rash servant.

Meng Zhan looked impatient, "Tell me, what happened?"

The servant was trembling, and tried his best to lie down on the ground, trying to minimize the sense of existence.

At this time, Meng Zhan realized that there was a strange soldier beside his servant, who was supposed to be a guard of the Meng family by looking at his attire.

In an instant, Meng Zhan's anger grew stronger.

This is the place where he entertains distinguished guests. Even a guard guarding the gate dared to break in. If someone else sees this, can they not laugh at the lack of strict family education of the Meng family, who can't even manage mere servants?

However, before he got angry, the soldier had already finished speaking tremblingly.

"Report...Report to the master...Erlang Jun's body has been brought back..."

After hearing this, Meng Zhan's mind went blank, as if a thunder exploded in his ears, instantly depriving him of his hearing.

After a long time, Meng Zhan regained his intuition with a dazed expression, and grabbed the soldier's collar.

The rude action alarmed the guests who were far away in the water pavilion.

"What are you talking about! Whose body is back!"

Meng Zhan's eyes widened, and his madness was in stark contrast to his usual gentleness and elegance.

The soldier became more and more nervous, but subconsciously replied, "Mr. Erlang's body has been sent back..."

Mr. Erlang?

Meng Zhan took a step back in fright,

The body bumped against the pillars of the water pavilion corridor, as if all the strength in the whole body was taken away.

A group of servants were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and didn't dare to raise their heads. The friends who were staying in the waterside pavilion heard the movement here, and showed doubts on their faces. They were about to get up, but they didn't want to see Meng Zhan holding his chest with his right hand and spitting out a mouthful of blood. He rolled his eyes and fell into the pond with a splash.

Seeing all of this, the friend's expression was slightly startled, and his steps stopped in place.

This is... what happened?

Meng Zhan vomited blood and fell into the pond. Everyone was stunned and forgot to jump into the water for a moment.

In the end, it was the friend who came to his senses and made people jump into the water to rescue Meng Zhan, who was unconscious and convulsed.

Dazed, Meng Zhan woke up from his drowsiness, and saw a familiar scene, and his friend was guarding by the bed.

He was taken aback for a moment, then remembered the news he heard before he fainted, and quickly lifted the quilt.

"Munjun Magistrate, the medical officer just came to see you. You are in shock and need to rest..."

Meng Zhan suddenly burst into a strong force, raised his hand and waved his friend away, his eyes were full of hatred.

"Bring someone here!" Meng Zhan almost bit his tongue angrily, "Who the hell is it that killed Tie'er!"

悢er?

The friend got up in a little embarrassment, and couldn't help being startled when he heard this address.

Isn't that the name of Mr. Erlang of the Meng family?

what's going on?

Seeing the back of Meng Zhan leaving angrily, the friend's astonished expression returned to normal, and he even straightened the crooked hair crown and skirt, thinking to himself, "Could it be that something happened to Mr. Meng's Erlang?"

Thinking of the young friend he met by chance before he came to Meng County, the man raised his eyebrows, his starry eyes twinkled, with a little playfulness.

"Could it be...you have even expected such things?"

He raised his heels to follow Meng Zhan's figure, and followed him to the hall where Meng's coffin was placed. With a huge coffin.

As soon as he walked in, there was a strong rancid smell lingering at the tip of his nose.

Meng Zhan pushed open the lid of the coffin in a loss of composure. The corpse lying inside was already rotten, and the surface of the body was covered with maggots.

Even with ice cubes all the time, Meng Bing had been dead for nearly three months. In addition, the weather was getting hotter and there was no place to replenish ice cubes on the road. Naturally, the corpse could not be preserved, and maggots were normal.

However, the more this happened, the greater the blow to Meng Zhan.

Although he didn't believe that the person lying in the coffin could be his son, but the face covered with maggots could vaguely see the outline of Meng Yi, this, this was his son! Seeing this scene, Meng Zhan's throat hurt again, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

In this scene, everyone was shocked again and again.

The friend raised his eyebrows secretly, and was about to say goodbye when a fragrant wind came from around him.

I saw a noble lady in gorgeous clothes throwing herself on the coffin, weeping mournfully, the pear blossoms were raining, which aroused pity.

However, with such a thick makeup on his face, it is quite a skill to cry without crying.

The friend thought to himself, and heard the woman call Mr. Erlang in the coffin as her "son".

Wait, isn't Meng Ting's biological mother the stepwife of Liu She, governor of Hu County?

The friend opened his eyes slightly after hearing this.

It feels... It seems that I have heard some great gossip insider.