Royal Military Academy, but the most important way for Liang Jia to infiltrate the army, how could these two old guys put their hands in it?

Although Liang Jia agreed very simply, whether he will do it or not is another matter.

In a restaurant in the south of the capital, Zhao Mingyuan, his wife and a concubine sat at the table to eat. Although it is noon now, there is not even a person in the entire restaurant, and it is very deserted.

"Everything is packed, right?" Zhao Mingyuan asked his wife.

"Packed up." His wife, Mei, replied in a low voice.

"Master, are we going to go like this?" Zhao Mingyuan's concubine was about the same age as Mei's, she put down her chopsticks and asked dissatisfiedly. The capital is prosperous, who wants to go to the countryside.

"Do you have a way to save your son? Do you have a way to keep Minmin from being sold to the Qinglou? Zhao Mingyuan glanced at the concubine Xu.

Why would he just leave? It's not that if you don't leave, the eldest son's life will be in danger, and the daughter will be sold to the Qinglou. He wanted to resist, but the other party was from the Earl's Court, and he was an ordinary businessman, so what could he resist?

The officials at all levels who he hated even more who usually took cards and asked for help, when he had an accident and asked for help, they couldn't be excused one by one, which was really hateful.

"Master, are we going back to your hometown?" Concubine Xu asked again.

"I can only go back to my hometown."

"Master, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, haven't you already reasoned with the place?" Xu said resentfully.

Zhao Mingyuan came to the capital at the age of 20 and followed his uncle to run the hotel. After his uncle's death, he was left with a tavern.

He was very capable, and within a few years he opened a small tavern into a large restaurant, and his family gradually became wealthy. In addition, his wife gave birth to two sons and a daughter, both children and daughters, a successful career, and a very good life.

But as her daughter grew up, troubles began to appear.

First of all, all kinds of matchmakers came to the door to tell their daughter a good family.

But her daughter is only fifteen years old this year, and although she is already very beautiful, Zhao Mingyuan and his wife are not ready to let their daughter marry so early.

However, the daughter's appearance was spread more and more widely, and many families in the capital had asked people to come to propose marriage, but it was limited to the merchant's family. After all, not everyone believes the rumors.

Even if the eunuchs believe that Zhao Mingyuan's daughter is beautiful, it is impossible for them to marry a businessman's family.

During the last turmoil in the capital, Zhao Mingyuan took his family to prepare to leave Beijing for a period of time, and he came back after avoiding this limelight. Coincidentally, at the gate of the city, I met a son of Uncle Zhongyong named Meng Jianghu.

At that time, although this Meng Jianghu looked rather rough, he was very polite and had a good attitude towards them, and also helped them solve the entanglement of the soldiers defending the city.

Although they still didn't go out of the city in the end, Zhao Mingyuan and Meng Jianghu knew each other.

Later, Meng Jianghu frequented Zhao Mingyuan's restaurant. A son of the Earl's Court who can intersect with each other, and a businessman who wants to make friends with big people, the two can be said to be late to each other, and they have the posture of becoming a pair of confidant brothers.

What Zhao Mingyuan never expected was that this uncle, who looked so bold and righteous, didn't really want to have a relationship with him, but came for his daughter.

The first time Meng Jianghu wanted Zhao Mingyuan to euphemistically express that he wanted to marry his daughter Zhao Min, Zhao Mingyuan thought he was joking, and passed over with a haha.

Meng Jianghu's identity is not to say, and he will be the first choice to inherit Count Zhongyong in the future. If the two of them get married, Zhao Mingyuan will have a firm foothold in the capital.

But what made Zhao Mingyuan dissatisfied was that Meng Jianghu was a little old, in his thirties, and had a wife and eight concubines, and his daughter could only be the ninth concubine in the past.

Of course, the fact that he was the daughter of a merchant and was a concubine of the earl was not an insult to him. But Zhao Mingyuan, who has treated his daughter as a baby since he was a child, really doesn't want his daughter to be the ninth concubine, he is too aggrieved.

Meng Jianghu's first proposal was dismissed as a joke.

The second time I proposed, I was much more serious and brought a lot of things.

Zhao Mingyuan is sitting on wax now!

Say no, don't dare. Don't refuse, reluctantly.

In the end, he could only kick the ball to his daughter, using the excuse that his daughter was still young and his daughter didn't want to be a concubine to prevaricate Meng Jianghu.

was rejected twice, Meng Jianghu's patience seemed to be worn out, and then the eldest son and Meng Jianghu went out for a drink and never came back. Then, the daughter who had been hiding in her boudoir suddenly disappeared.

Zhao Mingyuan went to find Meng Jianghu, but he couldn't even enter the mansion, but he was greeted with enthusiasm a while ago.

The eldest son did not return, but someone sent a letter. The content of the letter is very simple, that is, he promised to marry his daughter to Meng Jianghu, and if he didn't agree, his eldest son would not be able to come back. Since he is unwilling to marry his daughter to Meng Jianghu, let's go to the Qinglou to serve more men.

Zhao Mingyuan was in great pain, and had no way to ask for help, so he could only choose to compromise in the end.

The day before yesterday, he signed a document with the person sent by Meng Jianghu, and his daughter has become a member of the Meng family since then. After he signed the paperwork, the people sent by Meng Jianghu told him to get out of the capital in a few days, otherwise the lives of his two sons would be difficult to protect.

Where did Zhao Mingyuan think that this Meng Jianghu was so shameless. My daughter has given it to you, why do you want to kill them all?

He was naturally unconvinced, asking people everywhere, looking for relationships everywhere, but unfortunately he didn't see a few people, and no one was willing to offend an earl's court for him as a businessman.

In order to save the lives of his two sons, Zhao Mingyuan transferred the restaurant and the house at a low price, preparing to leave the capital in two days and return to his hometown.

The development of things is often so unexpected, Zhao Mingyuan, who has already accepted his fate, did not expect that yesterday afternoon, his second son Zhao Ke actually ran to sue the emperor.

However, he didn't wait for the result of the lawsuit, and what he waited for was the cold corpse of his second son.

The eldest son has not come back yet, the second son has suffered an accident, Zhao Mingyuan seems to have aged ten years overnight, and in the prime of his forties, he looks as haggard as a sixty-year-old man.

What made him even more chilling was that the errand who sent the body of his second son back not only did not catch any murderers, but persuaded him not to make more trouble, because no matter where the trouble goes, they are the ones who suffer in the end. Don't go to the end, you can't even keep the last son.

In order to keep his eldest son, Zhao Mingyuan completely extinguished his determination to fight for the last time.

Today is their last day in the capital, and they will leave early tomorrow morning. The people sent by Meng Jianghu also said that when they leave the capital tomorrow, their eldest son Zhao Quan will be waiting for them at the city gate.

"Childe, it looks like there's no business here." The sudden sound at the door stunned the three of them.

Isn't the door of the restaurant closed? How did someone get in?

Zhao Mingyuan hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and walked out of the room.

Entering the door was a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, followed by six attendants, and a beautiful girl.