Meng Feifan looked at her with admiration, "You really don't look down on Paijiu, but like those very difficult projects!"

Mu Zhao: "......"

She said without hope, "I really don't know how to use Paijiu."

Meng Feifan gave her a look of "I understand" and then said mysteriously: "Do you don't want to embarrass the gambling king on the second floor, right?"

Mu Zhao: "...... Forget it."

She gave up and explained, and they would say whatever they said, anyway, this statement was beneficial to her.

Pass it, the better you pass it on.

Thinking of this, Mu Zhao said frankly: "To thank you for waiting for me, I will invite you to dinner."

"No, no, I'll just ask you."

Mu Zhao said without any rejection: "I'll treat you."

"Okay!" Meng Feifan followed her excitedly.

When he arrived at the first floor of the capital, Mu Zhao asked symbolically, "Where is Brother Meng from?"

Meng Feifan said: "The ancestral home is from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and his family lives in Qiantangmen."

Mu Zhao felt a little sad, another Qiantang Gate?

He should be the emperor or the second prince, and he is deliberately testing her?

Mu Zhao took a sip of the soup calmly, "My ancestral home is also from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. I live in Qiantangmen. I have never heard of Brother Meng."

Meng Feifan said excitedly: "You are also from Qiantangmen?! Where have you lived?"

"Well, I'll come to Beijing this spring."

"Then your family must be very rich, right?"

Mu Zhao did not answer immediately, but looked at him lightly and threw the question to him again.

Meng Feifan hurriedly explained, "Brother Zhao, don't get me wrong. I don't mean to find out about Brother Zhao's privacy. It's just that the floods in Jiangsu and Zhejiang were particularly tragic. After the flood faded, most people lost their homes. The court was first built and unstable..."

Speaking of this, Mu Zhao remembered it.

She continued, "The remnants of the previous dynasty spread the establishment of this dynasty and angered the heavens, which caused the people to suffer this disaster and incited the local victims to revolt."

Meng Feifan sighed, "Yes, Brother Zhao had already remembered it at that time?"

"Well," Mu Zhao was five years old at that time, and he had just remembered that his father was sent by the emperor to kill the rebels. She was very attached to her father and insisted on going together.

My father was so troubled by her that he could not help, so he took her with him.

But my father did not let her go to the battlefield, and only sent a few people to take her to play and protect her.

She was idle and asked those people to take her to rescue the trapped victims...

Meng Feifan said: "I had just suffered natural disasters and suffered man-made disasters because of war. Most of the people in the former Tang Sect ran away, and only some of them had a wealthy family or older ones did not leave."

Mu Zhao continued, "I remember my mother also said she wanted to run away, but my father said there were too many things in the house and couldn't move them away, so it was a pity. Moreover, the general of the country was coming. The war was not long, and he really hit it."

"General of the State..." Meng Feifan repeated in fascination, "He is the God of War."

Mu Zhao smiled and enthusiastic, "Do you admire him very much?"

"Of course, if I could meet him, I would die without regrets!"

Mu Zhao looked at his true feelings and felt that he didn't seem to be pretending.

She asked him again, "After that's it, did Brother Meng escape from Qiantang Gate in the disaster that year?"

"yes."

"Brother Meng must have had a lot of experience over the years, right?"

Meng Feifan waved his hand, "I'm lucky. After I escaped to Yangzhou, I used up all my money. The gambling shop hired workers, so I tried to go and became a gambling shop assistant. I am quite diligent and have been a shopkeeper all the way from a young man."

Mu Zhao thought, and it sounded quite like that.

So he is not the emperor's person, nor the second prince's person?

Of course, this story may also be made up by him.

Mu Zhao asked him, "Then why are you here in the capital again?"

Meng Feifan said truthfully, "I am an ambitious person, I am a shopkeeper of a gambling shop. I am envious of the money every day, so I want to open a gambling shop by myself. And I thought, if I want to open it, I will open a big one and open it in the most prosperous capital! Maybe I can even see the general of the country!"

Mu Zhao looked at the light in his eyes and thought about the reason why he didn't like him for the first time he saw him.

He has too strong utilitarianism in his eyes and is flattering and smooth.

But this also made his resume a little more true.

I have been in a gambling house and ambitious, so how could I have no utilitarianism in my eyes? How could I not be smooth?

Mu Zhao tempted him, "So you want this gambling house?"

Meng Feifan looked at her vigilantly, and did not answer immediately, but asked, "Brother Zhao wants it too?"

Mu Zhao said truthfully: "I came to Kyoto to do business. I am sure to win such a good gambling house."

Meng Feifan frowned immediately, "I was determined to win, but if Brother Zhao, you want it too... I think I'm a little bit hungry, but I will still do my best."

Mu Zhao thought this person was interesting and utilitarian, but he could also tell clearly and know his own weight and never give up until he ended up.

He is... a good helper.

She decided that even if he was the second prince or emperor, she would have to dig it to her side.

Mu Zhao smiled and raised his wine glass, "I appreciate your openness, so we will rely on our own abilities."

"Okay!" Meng Feifan cried with her.

The two of them drank a few pots of wine, but they both looked clear.

Mu Zhao's eyes lit up, "Brother Meng is so drunk! Have fun!"

Meng Feifan's eyes were also bright, "Brother Zhao's alcohol tolerance is not bad. I haven't drunk so much in a long time!"

The two of them drank another pot of wine, and after they had enough food and food, they walked out together.

Mu Zhao said goodbye to him at the door of the first floor and made an appointment to go to the third floor of the Yougai Workshop together tomorrow.

Meng Feifan waved at her reluctantly.

When Mu Zhao walked to the corner with a smile, he saw Yun Wuluo's demonic face.

Perhaps because I drank too much wine, the wind made Mu Zhao a little confused.

She didn't see the coldness around Yun Wuluo, but rushed straight towards him.

"Xiao Yunzi, change clothes for the Ai family."

Chapter completed!