PS: I look forward to seeing the children's shoes here, to be able to give collections, recommendations, Xiaofeng is grateful!

He has been on the run for more than a month, and according to his estimates, Jin Yiwei and the imperial court should know some of his movements, and what the imperial court's attitude towards him is, he is not sure yet.

Totobu must have wanted to kill himself, but he definitely didn't have the courage to start a war with the Ming Dynasty, but he also had the courage to do so first!

The wings are gradually plump, and the Warat Taishi has long wanted to try whether the claws of the Ming Dynasty are still sharp?

Meng Yan knows that he is just an insignificant little person now, but little people also have a way to survive.

The wrath of the horseman, the blood splattered three feet!

He is not afraid of death, so he has nothing to fear.

Beijing, this familiar and unfamiliar place, will it be the end of my second life, or another starting point?

Meng Yan stuffed the official robe and waist tag that he had taken off from the hundred blue buckets into his baggage, and then returned to the noodle restaurant in a hurry.

It takes less than a stick of incense before and after.

The noodles are still there, and the residual temperature is still there.

"Guest officer, you're back, this side is cold, I'll take it to the kitchen and give you a hot one?" Xiao Er walked over with a slightly surprised expression.

"No, it's just right to eat now!" Meng Yan shook his head and said, after many years of military career, he has long been cold.

Filling your stomach to fight is a truth that every warrior understands.

Meng Yan gulped down the noodles, and the memories of his childhood mixed with this body suddenly flooded into his mind.

Suddenly, a sour sensation welled up from my nostrils.

This body brings him not only fragmented memories of that scene, but also emotions, which are constantly affecting him.

This made him realize that he had not only inherited this body, this identity, but also the emotions of this person, the emotional appeal that had been buried in his heart for ten years.

"Is it enough? It's not enough, I'll have someone make you another bowl! ”

With Meng Yan's vigilance, it was impossible for him not to notice that there was suddenly another person in front of him, but just now, he was actually distracted!

If there was an enemy in front of him, perhaps, at this moment he would have fallen.

"You are?" Meng Yan, who was gobbling up, raised his head and saw a young man of the same age as him, not tall, a little fat, staring at him with two eyes, and there seemed to be a little excitement.

Does this person know himself? Meng Yan was unconsciously alert.

"Stone!" The man suddenly pointed at himself and shouted excitedly.

Meng Yan was stunned for a moment, a little stunned, and immediately, the memory poured into the heavenly spirit like a wisp of clear spring: "Buns? ”

"Stone!"

"Buns!"

"Haha, it's really you!"

"Stone, you, you're finally back!" Ignoring the world's gaze, the two big men hugged each other and cried excitedly.

"Baozi, you are still the same as ten years ago, still so fat and heavy!"

"Stone, don't you do the same, it's still stinky and hard!"

"Haha......"

My childhood playmate, but now I met suddenly, and I almost didn't recognize it.

Baozi, whose real name is Zhang Bao, has the same name and surname as Zhang Fei's son in the Three Kingdoms, but his son is not called Zhang Fei, his name is Zhang Youcai, and he is the shopkeeper of this mutton braised noodle restaurant.

Zhang Bao has loved to eat mutton buns since he was a child, and there is a "bud" in his name, and his nickname is called "buns"!

And Meng Yan's nickname "stone" is similar, taking "rock" apart, it means "mountain stone", plus Meng Yan's family education when he was a child was very strict, and he developed the appearance of a little adult, cold, similar to a stone.

"Stone, this is not the place to talk, you come with me!" Zhang Bao said with red circles in his eyes.

Meng Yan nodded, he had just beaten a brocade guard hundred, and also robbed the other party's official robe and waist card, it was indeed not appropriate to recognize Zhang Bao in public, so as not to bring him unnecessary trouble.

"You go back first, I'll eat the noodles, and then I'll be there!"

"Okay!" Zhang Bao didn't think much about it, nodded and turned around.

Although that Jinyi Wei Baihu didn't know himself at all, it was better to be cautious, if he was just a simple customer, it would be nothing.

In front of Zhang Bao's home is a noodle restaurant, and behind it is his home.

Turning to the side door at the back, Zhang Bao was already waiting somewhere.

"Stone, come in!"

"It's been ten years, and your family hasn't changed at all!" Meng Yan walked into the courtyard of the Zhang family, looked at it a little, and said with a slight smile.

"Old, get used to it!" Zhang Bao smiled shyly.

"Stone, this ......"

As soon as he raised his feet and stepped into the main hall of the Zhang family, Meng Yan was stunned for a moment, on the offering table that was originally dedicated to the ancestors of the Zhang family, there was actually the spiritual seat of his father Meng Xian, and the spiritual seat of Meng Xian was still above Zhang Bao's father Zhang Youcai!

"Baozi, this is, my father's spiritual position, your father ...... him"

"Stone, my father passed away last year, passed the noodle shop to me, and told me to wait for you to come back, Uncle Meng died eight years ago, and you are not here, so my father invited his tablet back!" Zhang Bao explained.

"In the past eight years, every year during the New Year's Festival, it is your father and son who burn paper incense for my father?" Meng Yan's chest rose and fell, and he suppressed his inner emotions and asked.

"Yes, every year on Qingming and Uncle Meng's death day, my father and I go to the grave to worship, but last year my father was sick and couldn't afford it, so I went alone." Zhang Bao.

"Baozi, thank you, and uncle!"

"Dad said, if it weren't for Uncle Meng, our noodle restaurant would have been occupied by someone a long time ago, Uncle Meng has a great kindness to our family, we can't be ungrateful!" Zhang Bao said.

"Thank you, Baozi!" Meng Yan solemnly bowed to Zhang Bao.

"Stone, put incense on Uncle Meng!"

Meng Yan nodded, and followed Zhang Bao to give Meng Xian and Zhang Youcai a stick of incense.

"Dad, I'm back, although I'm no longer the other Meng Yan, but the fact that you are my father can't be changed, I will find out the truth of your death, and also, take back what belongs to our Meng family!" Meng Yan said silently in his heart.

"Husband, there's a guest at home!" A young woman in a cloth dress appeared at the entrance to the main hall.

"Come, stone, let me introduce you, I'm married, this is my daughter-in-law, Hu Yuying!" Zhang Bao walked over, pulled his daughter-in-law in, and introduced with a wicked smile, "The ...... you know"

"Little slug!" Meng Yan was stunned for a moment, he remembered, this is not the little girl of the Hu family who played with them with her bare butt when she was a child, she has snot on her mouth all day long, and everyone calls her "little slug".

"Husband, this is ......" Hu Yuying obviously didn't recognize Meng Yanlai, after all, she was a girl, and her relationship with Meng Yan was far less familiar than Zhang Bao's relationship with Meng Yan.

"He, you know him too, guess what!" Zhang Bao said with a smile.

"I, I still don't know ......" Hu Yuying looked at Meng Yan carefully for a few seconds, and then shook her head blankly.

"He, the stone, the stone we used to play with together when we were children, I still remember the time we fell into the well, if it weren't for the stone, both of us would have died!" Zhang Bao said excitedly.

"Are you Brother Stone?" Hu Yuying remembered that she was a few months younger than Meng Yan, and she had always called Meng Yan "Brother Stone".

Zhang Bao is one and a half years older than Meng Yan, but among the children in Mengrui Hutong, Meng Yan, who is under the age of ten and eight, is the undisputed child king.

If Meng Yan hadn't been suddenly sent away by his father, it is estimated that he would be the most promising person in this Mengrui Hutong.

"Little slug, no, you should call your sister-in-law now!" Meng Yan was full of emotion, since he came to this era and has his current identity, he has to adapt to this identity and integrate into this era.

"Baozi, Brother Shi is back, I'll go and make a few dishes, you two have a good drink?" Hu Yuying's eyes were also a little excited and red, when she was a child, she and Baozi were always bullied by other children, and they were all given by Meng Yan.

Meng Yan has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he is a head taller than them, so he naturally became the head of these bullied children.

"Yes, Yuying, take out our good wine and scald a pot!" Zhang Bao commanded excitedly.

"Hey, okay, let's talk!" Hu Yuying quietly wiped the corners of her eyes and happily agreed.

"Stone, come back this time, don't you leave?" Zhang Bao warmly beckoned Meng Yan to sit down, and poured him a cup of hot water, "Come, drink water." ”

"Well, I'm not leaving!" Meng Yan nodded.

"Stone, you have been walking for ten years, Uncle Meng and his old man unfortunately fell into the water and died eight years ago, you also know the specific situation......" Zhang Bao sat down, his expression was a little embarrassed, and he stopped talking.

"Baozi, you and I are brothers, what do you have to say directly!"

"Stone, the mansion that Uncle Meng originally planned to leave to you was occupied by one hundred households of Jinyiwei!" Zhang Bao said with a difficult face, "The other party is the street patrol of our Chaoyangmen Thousand Households, named Lan Dou, in addition, he also has a cousin, named Ma An, who is a thousand households of Chaoyangmen Thousand Households, so he is in charge of our ......"

"How much does your noodle shop call them every month?" Meng Yan asked.

"Five taels of silver!" Zhang Bao said.

"Five taels?" Meng Yan was slightly surprised, five taels of silver, sixty taels a year, more than a county lord's fortune, even if the price of the capital is high, this bud's noodle shop is not big, and the profit of a year is estimated to be no more than two hundred taels of silver.

This time, I will give out one-third, there are many yamen in the capital, and if you can't be filial, you can get into trouble.

Of course, these yamen also have their own territory, and they will not cross the street, and the common people spend money to eliminate disasters, and life is quite passable.

"When my dad was here, there was no charge for this piece, right?" Meng Yan Road.

"Who said no, who doesn't care about Uncle Meng in this neighborhood, Uncle Meng is here, no one dares to come to our street to collect money, Uncle Meng is leaving, hey......"

Although Jinyiwei is the pro-army of the Son of Heaven and is raised by the imperial court, the Ming Dynasty is notoriously low in salary, and once the supervision above is not effective, the lower will naturally become corrupt.

Jinyiwei is naturally not far behind, collecting protection fees is only one of the incomes, and there are also those who secretly invest in shares, don't think that they will really give money to buy shares, these are all forcibly taken.

If you don't give it, you can't live your life?

"By the way, Shishi, my father gave me a box on his deathbed, saying that I would give it to you personally when you come back!" Zhang Bao thought about it and said.

"Oh, my dad has something for me?" Meng Yan was surprised, which made him even more sure in his heart that Meng Xian's death was not as simple as being drunk and drowning.

How could a person in the prime of life suddenly arrange the future, there must be unusual reasons for this.

In my memory, although Meng Xian was lame, the water nature was still very good, although the northerners did not know much about the water nature, but Meng Yan knew that Meng Xian was an exception, and his kung fu in the water was passed on to Meng Xian.