Chapter Forty-Nine: Immorality

After Menghan finished speaking, he was really drilled by Cheng Zheng, "Okay, according to what you said, I will strictly discipline Yuanxin from now on, ten times the clan rules, and he won't want to go out without a word!" ”

Meng Han was angry, "You, what I'm talking about is whether you are good or not, and you shirk your responsibilities, are you so afraid to face your own mistakes?" As a marquis, you don't have the courage to dare to act at all! Yuanxin just broke into the palace at night and you banned his feet, so what about you, are you not wrong, are you very bright, you first went to the eldest princess to borrow Fenghan Jiuzhu, and then went to borrow treasures and pearls, I can hear it clearly! You are arrogant, arbitrary, deceitful, and even the emperor dares to deceive, should you behead the public to set the record straight? ”

As soon as Menghan's words fell, Cheng Zheng quickly stood up and pinched Menghan's neck, Menghan took a few steps back and was pressed against the wall by him, unable to move. Cheng Zheng's hands were bruised, his joints were white, and his cold and stern expression told SΓΉ Menghan that he was not scaring her or joking.

Meng Han's face was flushed, and his hands struggled to pick up Cheng Zheng's hand, but Cheng Zheng was a martial artist after all, his hand was as stiff and powerful as a stone, no matter how Meng Han broke and pinched, Cheng Zheng still didn't move. Menghan couldn't breathe at all, he felt that his throat was about to break, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

"You can do this kind of thing

Menghan felt furious in his heart, and he tried his best to make two shaking movements, shouting in his heart, I won't say it, I won't say it, if you don't let go, I will be killed by you now.

It wasn't until Meng Han's face turned dark red, the strength in his hand gradually weakened, and his eyelids wanted to droop weakly, that Cheng Zheng let go, "You will be ruined on your mouth sooner or later!" ”

Menghan collapsed to the ground along the wall, panting heavily, and her hands no longer had the strength to support her to stand up, so just fall down, I'm so tired. Menghan didn't move as if she had been pointed, all the strength of her body was used to breathe, she coughed weakly twice, and she could feel the fishy taste in her throat.

Cheng Zheng ignored her, and Menghan reached out to hold down his aching chest, and it took a while to soothe before he resumed normal breathing. When Menghan wanted to stand up against the wall, he felt that his hands and clothes were glued together, and when he looked down, how could there be a piece of blood on my hand? My hand didn't hurt, Cheng Zheng? I'm just pinching you a few times, so I won't flow so much.

Meng Han suddenly remembered that Cheng Zheng's right hand had been injured a while ago, and he couldn't even hold the sword, he was so strong just now, nothing would happen, the wound wouldn't crack, right, Meng Han stumbled to his feet, not caring that he was almost strangled to death by him just now, and even a little apologetic in his concern, "Your hand?" ”

"It's fine." Cheng Zheng still has residual anger.

"I've shed so much blood, why are you okay, you can show me." Menghan's voice was hoarse and dry, and he coughed twice while speaking, which was extremely pitiful.

Cheng Zheng ignored her, and Meng Han's hand just caught Cheng Zheng's arm, and he decisively threw it away.

Meng Han saw that he was still angry, and apologized in a low voice, "It's all my fault, I'm in a hurry and I don't choose to speak, don't be angry, I promise I won't say it again, I can swear to God." Look at your hands, if anything, how can I explain to Yuanxin? I'll go find you a doctor. ”

Meng Han said and ran out quickly, Cheng Zheng stopped with words, "Come back!" ”

"But your hand,"

"Just call Qing Han."

"Oh." Menghan knew that the injury on Cheng Zheng's hand had been taken care of by Qing Han before, so he hurriedly called Qing Han over. As soon as Qinghan entered the door with the medicine box, Cheng Zheng ordered, "Go and serve a cup of hot tea to Miss Yao." ”

The two of them were shocked at the same time, your hands were injured like that, and you said that there were no of these, Menghan excused himself, "No need, your hands matter." ”

"Can your voice still speak?" Although Cheng Zheng's tone was like a question, it was clearly caring. A warm current hit Menghan's heart, and Cheng Zheng said to Qinghan, "Go quickly." ”

Qinghan put down the medicine box and went out, Menghan pretended to be angry and said, "If you really care about me so much, you won't work hard just now, it's good for you and me." ”

"When you go back, you will tell Yuanxin that I tried to kill you, but I injured my hand, and I guarantee that Yuanxin will come to me angrily to ask for the guilt."

Meng Han snorted and laughed happily, "You're still interested in being poor with me, aren't you angry?" ”

Qinghan came in with tea, "Girl, please use tea." Menghan sat nearby, and Qinghan went to bandage Cheng Zheng's wounds.

Meng Han took a few sips of hot tea to calm his throat, "If this girl's throat is ruined, you can feed me." ”

Cheng Zheng rolled her eyes, "I was the one who supported you, Yuanxin lost Yulu, you think that the few taels of silver you earned in Huitingxuan can withstand the eating, drinking and fun of you and Yuanxin." ”

"Eat, drink and have fun with your uncle, I believe that he can't get out of the door now," Menghan was unhappy, put down the teacup and prepared to launch a new round of offensive, "Since you are not angry, let's talk about business." ”

"I don't have anything serious to talk to you about."

"I have something serious to talk to you about," Meng Han smiled ill-willedly, "It's about your family harmony and a happy marriage." ”

"What?"

"On the first day of the sixth month, I want to watch the ceremony with Yuanxin."

"What's my business?" Cheng Zheng is unknown.

Meng Han smiled slyly, "If you don't allow Yuanxin to go out, I'll go and sue your wife for insulting me now." ”

As soon as these words fell, Cheng Zhenghan shook his hand angrily, Qinghan was sprinkling medicinal powder on Cheng Zheng's hand, Cheng Zheng shrank abruptly, and Qinghan was stunned to pour the medicinal powder all over the ground. is worthy of being the person who serves Cheng Zheng closely, Cheng Zheng's calm temperament is also a little contaminated, she is not in a hurry and gently takes Cheng Zheng's hand, spreads his fingers and continues to take medicine.

Cheng Zheng looked at Meng Han angrily, "When did I insult you?" ”

Meng Han was straightforward, with a sly smile on his face, "A few nail marks on your wrists that go deep into the flesh are evidence, I scratched you when you tried to insult me, I don't believe you can compare it with my nails to see if it matches." ”

"You," Cheng Zheng didn't expect her to make this move, and he was speechless with anger.

"What about me? I'm your brother's girlfriend, and you don't know it, but I'm still lustful, and I am naturally beautiful when I see beautiful women, and I look like a flower, and I do misdeeds......"

"Enough!" Cheng Zheng interrupted her angrily.

Menghan is proud in his heart, did you explain clearly? Do you dare to tell the truth? Can you make it up as justified as I did? You've finally made it up, can your wife believe it? Your wife believes it, are you sure she won't have a grudge in the future? If it gets big and it gets into the ears of outsiders again, do you have a way to end it?

"To be accurate or not to be allowed?"

"Accurate!"

After the lively ceremony of sacrificing to the sky, on the fifth day of the sixth month, the emperor summoned Menghan and took Menghan into a secluded side hall alone. There are two large cages on the left and right sides of the hall, each containing ten rabbits. The rabbit in the cage on the right is bouncing around, its eyes twinkling and unusual. The rabbit in the cage on the left is languishing, glazed-eyed, and lethargic. Meng Han pointed to the cage on the left and asked the emperor, "This should be the rabbit that consumes the pill." ”

"Not bad." The emperor nodded.

Although Meng Han didn't know if this was the effect of the pill or the ghost of Min Xuan, it was certain that the perverted Xianzun Dao Elder had come to an end.

The emperor sighed: "This matter is really thanks to you, I really didn't expect that I would actually take poison for one or two decades." ”

Menghan said with relief: "The emperor doesn't have to worry, the dose taken by the emperor is very small, and at present, the emperor's dragon body is fine, and it will not have much impact if he slowly recuperates in the future." ”

The emperor praised her: "You are a little woman with such broad knowledge, which really impresses me." ”

Menghan suppressed a full sense of accomplishment, and said calmly: "The emperor has won the award, but it is just some small skills of carving insects, I didn't expect to be able to help the emperor, and the people are honored." ”

"Since you know that the elixir can't make me immortal, then do you know what can make me stay young forever?"

I dizzy, Menghan scolded him hundreds of times in his heart, you old man is really stubborn, you don't understand it after eating a trench, you still want to live forever, is it you who was almost killed by the pill, Menghan really felt that he was hopeless, but he was the emperor, so he could only explain to him calmly: "Back to the emperor, birth, old age, sickness and death are normal processes, not something that can be stopped by external forces." If the emperor wants to be strong and strong, he can move more, maybe it will have the effect of prolonging life, as for immortality, the people really have never seen it. ”

The emperor did not give up, and asked: "Isn't your master an old man who has traveled all over the world and is knowledgeable, and he doesn't know either?" ”

Menghan was really speechless, didn't the emperor have all the opportunities, and even remembered this: "My master has been dead for many years, if he really knows the art of immortality, how can he not use it?" ”

The emperor showed a disappointed look, "As the Son of Heaven, is it no different from an ordinary man?" Will it be difficult to escape the hands of time after all? ”

Menghan scolded him hundreds of times in his heart again, you are really narcissistic enough, what is no different from ordinary people, you are just from a better background, born in the emperor's family, you think you are not flesh and blood, you think you are the incarnation of the golden dragon? Do you think that if some sycophants flatter you a few words, you will really be eternal, long live, long live? I see that you usually look like a Ming Jun, why are you so stubborn in this matter and don't look back?

Menghan was calm on the surface, and slowly persuaded: "The emperor is the king of a country, and he should focus on the society of the country, please look at the history of the emperor, have there ever been people in the past dynasties who have survived outside of time?" A poet in my hometown has a sentence that parasitic mayflies in heaven and earth, a drop in the sea, cover will be viewed from the one who changes, then the heaven and the earth can not be viewed in a moment, from the one who does not change, then the thing and I are endless, and how can I envy? If the emperor is willing to be diligent in state affairs, consider the people, make great achievements, go down in history, and praise the people from generation to generation, your wisdom will be truly immortal. If the emperor is superstitious about the fairy way, ignores the world, and ignores the survival of the people, even if he lives for tens of thousands of years? Will the people of Li really praise you? What is the meaning of your immortality? Just to let the people of this life scold you, and then the next generation to scold? ”

"Bold!" The emperor angrily pointed at Meng Han and shouted.