Meng Jia turned around and nodded lightly: "Here we come."
Mu Yunhan thought his words were funny, as if he was the master, so he said politely: "General Meng came back again and again, because he thought the wounds on his body were not deep enough or because there were few wounds, and he wanted to prick him again."
one?"
Meng Jia smiled lightly: "When a guest comes, you should at least give him a cup of tea, right?"
Mu Yunhan put away his thorns and invited him inside to serve tea to see what he wanted to do.
Meng Jiadao: "When I left Lanjing last time, because I didn't have Ruyi Tea, some of my old illnesses relapsed, and I was very irritable every day..."
Mu Yunhan thought to himself, it's not that she didn't give it to him, it's that he didn't want it himself.
"I'm so fashionable and I'm still angry with you. I have a lot of ideas."
Meng Jia laughed, and his attitude was very gentle: "But later I figured it out, no one is to blame, it was me who made things difficult for myself.
I marched and fought during the day, drank wine and ate meat at night, slept when I was drunk, and was busy when I woke up, never allowing myself any leisure time.
Gradually, the disease is getting better. Do you think I am very healthy now?"
Mu Yunhan saw that he was tall and strong and still energetic after being hit by a sword, so he nodded: "He is indeed very strong."
Strong... Meng Jia was silent for a moment, then smiled again: "I came here today to reminisce about the past, but not to reminisce about the past. I miss the days when we worked together with you."
Do you want to cooperate?
Mu Yunhan frowned and looked at Meng Jia.
One moment, he was like a wolf and a tiger. He didn't change his expression when he was stabbed by her sword. He apologized when he said he was sorry. He was as docile as a puppy in front of Lin Youfang, and he turned his back like a book. In other words, he was completely shameless.
At this moment, he smiled brightly, was cheerful and magnanimous, and fondly mentioned the past to her, saying that he wanted to cooperate, and that he was so thick-skinned that he couldn't calculate the thickness.
It's really changed.
"What's the cooperation for?" Mu Yunhan leaned back in his chair, no longer so tense.
Meng Jia said solemnly: "Of course it is the Qing Emperor who supports the orthodoxy."
Mu Yunhan recited this sentence silently and smiled slightly: "Who knows if the next Lin Youfang will be you?"
Meng Jia suddenly put his face in front of her, with his eyes wide open, looking directly at her unscrupulously: "Do you think I am like that kind of person?"
Mu Yunhan was caught off guard, startled by him, and a little angry: "I think it looks like it! It looks very similar!"
Meng Jia touched the mustache on his chin and said thoughtfully, "That's right, otherwise Lin Youfang would definitely doubt me."
Mu Yunhan said: "Do you think he doesn't doubt you now?"
Meng Jia smiled: "You also know that he doubts me now. Then the sword I received from you was not in vain."
He showed a familiar look of laziness, and the difference in style was so great that Mu Yunhan almost choked on his saliva, and quickly changed the subject: "What do you want to do, just tell me."
"I know you must have encountered a very difficult problem." Meng Jia's eyes showed a bit of cunning: "Otherwise, Priest Gu wouldn't be like this."
"Of course, he was injured and couldn't heal well." Mu Yunhan's expression remained unchanged.
"That's not the case." Meng Jia made a gesture to tell Mu Yunhan not to explain, and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to explore anything, I just want to cooperate with you for a win-win situation."
Mu Yunhan is inevitably tempted, but Gu Yilan can't be trusted. Maybe Meng Jia will take another path?
She also smiled: "Win-win cooperation is a good idea, but Ah Lin still has the main say in our family's affairs. General Meng has to state his own conditions, and I will talk to him later."