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 no less serious than 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, a little deep, 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 a neither light nor heavy pace, 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 own grandson?
With a cold snort, Meng Ao threw the long sword to the ground, went back to the house to get it, and put on black cotton clothes.
"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.
The servants of the Meng Mansion along the way saw the veteran general, and the older ones looked shocked. By the time they reacted, the veteran general 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 specially serve Meng Ao, they, the old men of the Meng family, have not seen Meng Ao for a long time.
The younger servants did not recognize Meng Ao's appearance and had no sense of courtesy.
They either received advice from the elders around them or saw other servants saluting, so they bowed belatedly.
"Master Hou!"
Meng Ao passed by someone who was saluting and kicked him in the face, his face full of impatience.
"Get up! Since when have these bird gifts appeared in the house?"
When the old people were kicked, none of them showed any anger. They would even laugh and say something like "Marquis Shenwu".
The newcomers felt a little overwhelmed after being kicked. Is the etiquette wrong? 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, he is so impersonal. 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 was when he was not yet named the Lord of Chang'an and was known to the world as Young Master Cheng.
Unfortunately, just like his strong body gradually getting older, nothing can withstand the invasion of time.
Prince Cheng, who was originally the most outstanding son of the Ying clan, has become the disgrace of the Qin Dynasty, and has become the Lord of Chang'an who everyone wants 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 the king's brother!
Every time Meng Ao heard it, his 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 kick the pedal for him!"
On this day, Meng Ao, a veteran general of the Qin State, left his house and went to the houses of twenty-one military generals in order to win Ying Chengyu.
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!"
"Among my disciples, can one person 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!"
Order after order came from the mansion of the nineteen generals, and the sound of horse hooves on the galloping road continued, and the chaotic noise seemed to shatter the rare peace.
Some time later, an order from Nei Shi Mengyi 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. Those with strong martial arts skills must be captured on the spot!
Anyone who dares to resist will be shot without mercy!
The sun above Xianyang was blocked by a cloud. The 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 up to Li Xin's house 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 big smile to greet Meng Tian.
"Hahaha! Congratulations to Brother Meng! If you and I can meet each other now, I think His Majesty has already taken back his life!"
It was already afternoon, long past the time for Meng Tian and Ying Fusu, the leaders of Ying Zheng, to leave for Shangjun.
If Ying Zheng had not forgiven the two of them, they would 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 at the court tomorrow.
As soon as 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 will kill him!"
A sword is a precious sword, even with its scabbard attached. If the scabbard is damaged like this, it is obvious that it can no longer be used.
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 astonishing to see him. At first he was filled with indignation, but soon he became embarrassed.
"If you don't mention this, I will feel depressed when you mention it! Help me, is there any wine? Let me have a drink with Tian! It would be best..."
Meng Tian rubbed his stomach and seemed to still feel the severe pain.