Meng Feifan looked at her with admiration, "You really don't like Pai Gow, but you like those very difficult events!"
Mu Zhao: "......"
She said again without hope, "I really don't know how to play Pai Gow."
Meng Feifan gave her an "I understand" look, and then said mysteriously: "You don't want to embarrass the gambling king on the second floor, right?"
Mu Zhao: "......Forget it."
She gave up the explanation and let it be whatever they said. Anyway, this argument was beneficial to her.
Pass it on, the more powerful it is, the better.
Thinking like this, Mu Zhao said calmly: "To thank you for waiting for me, I'll treat you to dinner."
"No, no, no, I'd better treat you."
Mu Zhao could not refuse and said: "I invite you."
"Okay!" Meng Feifan followed her excitedly.
Arriving at the first floor of the capital, Mu Zhao asked symbolically, "Where is Brother Meng from?"
Meng Feifan said: "My ancestral home is Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and my family lives in Qiantangmen."
Mu Zhao's heart skipped a beat, another one from the Qiantang Sect?
He should be the emperor or the second prince's man, 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, but I have never heard of Brother Meng."
Meng Feifan said excitedly: "Are you from Qiantangmen too?! Where have you been living?"
"Well, I just came to the capital 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 pry into Brother Zhao's privacy. It's just that there were floods in Jiangsu and Zhejiang ten years ago, especially in the area near Qiantang Gate. After the flood subsided, most people lost their homes. At that time,
The court was first built and was unstable..."
Speaking of this, Mu Zhao finally remembered.
She continued, "The remnants of the previous dynasty spread the news that the establishment of this dynasty angered the heavens, so they allowed the people to suffer this disaster and encouraged the local victims to revolt."
Meng Feifan sighed, "Yes, Brother Zhao already remembered things by that time?"
"Well," Mu Zhao was five years old at that time and had just started to remember that her father was sent by the emperor to kill the rebels. She was very clinging to her father and insisted on going with her.
Her father was so troubled by her that he took her with him.
But her father did not let her go to the battlefield. He only sent a few people to play with her and protect her.
She had nothing to do and asked those people to take her to rescue the trapped victims...
Meng Feifan said: "At that time, we had just suffered a natural disaster and suffered a man-made disaster due to the war. Most of the people in the former Tang Sect ran away. Only some people with strong family backgrounds or older people stayed."
Mu Zhao continued, "I remember that my mother also said that she wanted to run away, but my father said that there were too many things in the house and could not be moved, so it was a pity to leave them here. Moreover, the general of the country, the king, came, and this battle was not going to happen.
Soon, he was indeed right."
"The General of the Kingdom..." Meng Feifan repeated with fascination, "He is the God of War."
Mu Zhao smiled warmly, "Do you admire him very much?"
"Of course, if I could see him once, I would die without regrets!"
Mu Zhao looked at his genuine expression and felt that it wasn't like he was just pretending.
She asked him again, "Speaking of which, did Brother Meng escape from Qiantang Gate during the disaster?"
"yes."
"Brother Meng must have had a lot of experience over the years, right?"
Meng Feifan waved his hand, "I'm quite lucky. I ran out of money after I escaped to Yangzhou, and the gambling house happened to be looking for workers, so I tried to go there and became a waiter in the gambling house. I'm quite hard-working. I've been doing it since I was a clerk.
The shopkeeper’s.”
Mu Zhao thought about it, and it sounded like that.
So he is not from the emperor, nor from the second prince?
Of course, it is possible that he made up this story.
Mu Zhao asked him, "Then why did you come to the capital again?"
Meng Feifan said truthfully, "I am an ambitious person. I am the shopkeeper of a gambling house. I see the money flowing into my account every day. I am greedy, so I want to open a gambling house by myself. And I think that if I want to open it, I will
Open a big one, and open it in the most prosperous capital city! Maybe you can even meet the general and king who governs the country!"
Mu Zhao looked at the light in his eyes and thought of the reason why he didn't like him when he saw him for the first time.
The utilitarianism in his eyes is too strong, and he is flattering and smooth.
But this just makes what he said about his resume a little more true.
He has been in a gambling house and is ambitious. How could he not be utilitarian in his eyes? How could he not be tactful?
Mu Zhao tested him, "So you want this gambling house?"
Meng Feifan looked at her warily and did not answer immediately. Instead, he asked, "Brother Zhao wants it too?"
Mu Zhao said truthfully: "I came to Kyoto to do business. If I want to get such a good gambling house, I must get it."
Meng Feifan's brows suddenly wrinkled, "Originally, I was bound to win, but if you, Brother Zhao, also want it... I feel like I'm a little hung up, but I will still go all out."
Mu Zhao felt that this person was interesting and utilitarian, but he could also handle things clearly, knew his own weight, and would not give up until the end.
It's... a good helper.
She decided that even if he was the second prince or the emperor's man, she had to find him.
Mu Zhao smiled and raised his wine glass, "I appreciate your magnanimity, then let's each rely on our abilities."
"Okay!" Meng Feifan clinked glasses with her.
The two drank several bottles of wine, but both looked clear.
Mu Zhao's eyes lit up, "Brother Meng has a great capacity for drinking! Have fun!"
Meng Feifan's eyes were also bright, "Brother Zhao's drinking capacity is not bad, I haven't drank so freely in a long time!"
The two drank another bottle of wine, and after they were full, 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 Yugang House tomorrow.
Meng Feifan waved to her reluctantly.
When Mu Zhao walked to the corner with a smile, he saw Yun Wuluo's evil face.
Maybe he drank too much wine, and the wind blew, making 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." This chapter has been completed!