"Shaoxia, go this way, the lobby hasn't been cleaned up yet, and the lord is now entertaining you in the courtyard of the side room." When Zhang Lingdao cleaned himself up and Shi Shiran came out of the wing, the servants who were waiting on the side stepped forward, closed the door for him, and led the way in front of him.

Don't look at the whole Yunji Water Pavilion is not big, but there are a lot of rooms, and the two of them twisted and twisted in the entire Water Pavilion, and then they came to the side room on the east side.

"Zhang Shaoxia, are you here?" At the door, Steward Meng held the wooden staff in his hand, like an ordinary old man, and welcomed him in very eagerly.

Zhang Lingdao followed him in, and in this small side room, there were more than ten people sitting, old and young, men and women, it seemed that this was the person of the Meng family.

Meng Huaichu was sitting in the center of the hall, he was no longer the scholar swordsman he had before, he had changed into an ordinary brocade robe, and his whole body was washed with the aura of lead, leaving only a faint noble appearance.

Seeing Zhang Lingdao coming in, he hurriedly stood up and arched his hand: "Meng Huaichu has seen Zhang Shaoxia, the grace of saving his life, he doesn't think it will be repaid, the Meng family has just encountered a big disaster, the conditions are poor, and the hospitality is not good, please don't mind Shaoxia." ”

"As long as Master Meng, your family is fine, if you encounter such an earth-shattering accident, the most important thing is to tidy up your family." Zhang Lingdao hurriedly said.

Meng Huaichu also heard the change in Zhang Lingdao's name for him, nodded with a smile, and took the little hand of the daughter next to him, "Nan, call Zhang Shaoxia, thank you Shaoxia for saving your life!" ”

Beside Meng Huaichu, there was a little girl carved in pink, she still seemed to be a little flustered, thinking that she had not recovered from the previous massacre, but she still nodded very obediently.

"Thank you, thank you Zhang Shaoxia, save ...... Saving. When she had said this, she hid behind a woman, not daring to look up.

Meng Huaichu continued to introduce to Zhang Lingdao, his finger pointed at the woman, "This is Neizi, although she is only a concubine, but in this massacre, only she and Nannan survived, and now she is my wife." ”

Zhang Lingdao hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "I've seen Mrs. Meng." ”

After all, she is an adult, her expression is much better than that of her daughter, and she hurriedly said to Zhang Lingdao, "The concubine has seen Shaoxia, thank you Shaoxia for saving her life." ”

Zhang Lingdao was puzzled, "Although you all thank me, but now I don't know, why do you thank me?" ”

"Shaoxia didn't know, when I came back from the mountain this morning, I saw that the lobby and inner room were full of corpses, and I was almost desperate." Meng Huaichu slowly recounted his experience, his expression barely changed, although his face was sad, he was still unhurried.

"At this time, Xuan'er walked out from behind the screen with Nannan, she covered Nannan's mouth tightly, and hid in the corner behind the screen, so she escaped."

"Madame and Mademoiselle are really lucky, but what does this have to do with me?" Zhang Lingdao sighed at the luck of the two, but he was still puzzled.

"Don't worry, young man, I've been holding back for a day, and listen to me slowly." Meng Huaichu raised his hand, signaled Zhang Lingdao to be calm for a while, and continued to speak.

Behind the two of them, a servant came out, it was Meng Yannian, who rescued Xuan'er and them from the toppled screen. Through their stories, I learned that when the men in black searched for them, there was a sudden sound of slashing outside, and the men in black left, and they had a chance to breathe. ”

"I understand what you mean, that is, when I came here, I just saved Madame? That's a blessing. Zhang Lingdao's eyes were full of surprise, he didn't expect that he would rush to the Meng family in a hurry, and he could actually trigger such an incident.

"Not only that, does the young man know who Meng Yannian is? He also told me that when he was about to be discovered by the men in black in the backyard, you appeared out of thin air, killed all the men in black, and saved him. Meng Huaichu poured a glass of wine into the wine glass on the table and brought it to Zhang Lingdao's hand, "Shaoxia's move is to save the future of our family!" I salute Shaoxia! ”

Zhang Lingdao took the wine glass, such wine is really unshirkable, if he refuses, it is tantamount to denying the fact that he once saved the Meng family.

"Please!" Meng Huaichu also poured himself a cup, holding the cup with both hands, leaning on the cup with one hand, and making a gesture of please.

Zhang Lingdao also picked up the cup and shook it slightly, "Please!" As he spoke, he picked up his cup and drank it all.

Although he is a guest, in such a scene, his every move represents his status here. Zooming in, every one of his actions represents the face of Zhenwu on the rivers and lakes.

Although he didn't stay in this river and lake for long, in his memory, the rules of these sects and rivers and lakes have been deeply remembered.

After drinking this cup, he sat down, this is a table of eight immortals, in the words of this era, it is a table of hu. It's just that such a title became popular during the Tang Dynasty, and in the current era, it has become an object in many people's homes.

He sat opposite Meng Huaichu, and there were only three or five people sitting at this table. Except for Meng Huaichu and his wife, there was only one middle-aged man with a pale face.

The middle-aged man seems to be a scribe, and in layman's terms, he is also a scholar. Although his face was still pale, he was very energetic, and he sat there drinking unhurriedly.

Zhang Lingdao looked at him very strangely, how could a person with such a bearing be so pale? His bearing is obviously the bearing of a literary master, and such a person has never been disturbed by external objects, so his face is most likely not frightened.

"Zhang Shaoxia!" Just as Zhang Lingdao was looking at him, he swayed his cup and stood up, "Jiuhua Meng Yan, thank you Shaoxia here for your great kindness to my Meng family!" ”

His sleeve robe was wide, and the whole person stood there without being angry, Zhang Lingdao quickly stood up and picked up the wine glass in front of him, "Xiaosheng doesn't dare, please!" ”

After speaking, he drank it all, and looked at the middle-aged scribe out of the corner of his eye, and found that he did not pause at all, and drank it neatly.

Zhang Lingdao then asked, "Looking at Mr. Meng's dress, it seems that he is a scholar?" ”

Meng Yan nodded, "Meng is not talented, and he will be added as a new science and technology jinshi this time." ”

Zhang Lingdao suddenly realized, no wonder he looked like a scholar, it turned out to be a jinshi. However, he was still very puzzled, in his memory, it was not that he had not become a scholar of Jinshi, but no one had such a bearing in front of him.

"Uncle is too modest, you are a contemporary Confucian, and you can't survive the repeated invitations of the official family this year, so you went down the mountain to participate in the Jinshi test, and won the champion in one fell swoop, but it's not just as simple as a Jinshi." Meng Huaichu was very enthusiastic to introduce his uncle's identity.