Xianyang is called Xianyang because the Wei River runs through the south, the mountains and mountains lie north, and the mountains and rivers are all in the Yang area, so it is called Xianyang.
In the early morning sun, carriages drove from afar, gathering a long dragon in front of the city gate, slowly waiting for the soldiers guarding the city to verify their identities.
When Yang Ming's carriage entered Xianyang City, the sun was already rising.
Li Wu, who was sitting opposite Yang Ming in the carriage, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although she hadn't figured out why Yang Ming came to Xianyang yet, her mission had been completed in the end. As for the rest, she didn't need a little killer to care about it.
But, it seems that there is another thing? Thinking of this, Li Wu subconsciously looked at Yang Ming who was rolling up the curtains and looking at the street scene outside the car.
Although the transportation from Hua County to Xianyang is convenient, it is still hundreds of miles away. It took two days to go along the way. During these two days, the two were in the same carriage. Although the defense between men and women is not very particular in this era, there is still some discomfort.
However, in addition to this, Li Wu is more familiar with Yang Ming. He is no longer the familiarity that is limited to the words of the Internet of Information and Information. Yang Ming's image has also become more three-dimensional in Li Wu's mind.
A teenager who is very mature in some places but still childish in some places.
But, what exactly did he think of me? Was he joking me to invite him to Jinghuayuan a joke or was it serious?
During the contact between the two days, Li Wu had already seen that Yang Ming sometimes likes to joke, and is not as gloomy as the information shows.
However, after Zi Nu left, there were beauties like Hu Ji and Parrot beside Yang Ming, which inevitably made Li Wu have a new judgment. What would he think of me?
Li Wu believed that although she was not as good as that purple girl, she was still not inferior to Hu Ji and Parrot, and her color was even more than two women. It would be normal for Yang Ming to have any thoughts about him.
But I am a killer. People except for tasks, especially men, are not willing to have too much contact. For killers, it is an unknown but potentially fatal trouble.
But Yang Ming was a person named in the prime minister's office, and Li Wu was in a dilemma for a moment when he received the previous invitation.
Li Wu agreed so happily before because she didn't think so much. After all, when she was in Yanmen, she knew that Yang Ming and Zi Nu had a deep relationship. After visiting the two of them that day, she even knew that the relationship between them would be more subtle.
After observing along the way until Luoyi, Li Wu was even more convinced that Yang Ming and Zi Nu had such a relationship, and their deep feelings were far beyond ordinary men and women. Therefore, when Yang Ming said he wanted to go to the mirror, Li Wu agreed without hesitation.
However, at present, Li Wu felt that his affectionate judgment of Yang Ming seemed to have been misjudgmented. When he came into contact, Yang Ming did not seem to be a affectionate and dedicated person, but rather like an ordinary man...
Why did he go to Jinghuayuan? Do you have any thoughts about me? If that happens, things will become very troublesome. Li Wu was a little irritated in her heart.
When she was in Zhao State, as a famous dancer in Zhao Capital, she was very good at dancing with long sleeves, but in front of Yang Ming, her sleeves were cracked.
However, the female killer did not realize that her troubles did not come from Yang Ming, but from herself. It was her own heart that she had countless speculations and uneasiness.
"Is Miss Li Wu familiar with this Xianyang City?" Yang Ming lowered the curtain of the car and asked Li Wu.
"I'm not very familiar with it, but I've been here when I was young, so I still know the main places." Li Wu, who was pulled back to reality by Yang Ming's words, replied.
"I'm now in a dark look. Do I know if Miss Li Wu knows where the Meng family is?" Yang Ming asked.
"Meng Family? General Meng Ao?" Li Wu asked subconsciously.
Meng Ao, an important official of the four dynasties of Qin, has almost become the first person in the Qin army since the killing of Bai Qi in the late Zhaoxiang period. Especially in the past ten years, Qin has used more and more foreign troops to Meng Ao as a general, and even Lu Buwei has to win over him to consolidate his power.
Meng Wu, the son of Meng Ao, did not have Meng Ao's talent in military affairs, but he was also a qualified military disciple and could command tens of thousands of troops to the outside world. Although it was impossible to surpass Meng Ao, it was still possible to maintain the Meng family's lintel after Meng Ao.
It can be said that in the next twenty years, the Meng family will be one of the most core generals in the Qin army. It would be even more amazing if military masters like Meng Ao appeared in the third generation.
But why did he go to Meng's house?
"Yes, there is probably only one Meng family in Xianyang City." Yang Ming said.
If possible, Yang Ming didn't want to have any connection with Wang Qi. As for using Wang Qi's connections to gain a foothold in this Xianyang City, it was something he had never thought about.
After all, the cause and effect involved in Wang Qi is too great. Although Yang Ming is not afraid, he still doesn't want to cause trouble.
But some things are difficult to say after all. It is obviously impossible to convince people today with what will happen in the future. When Bai Po and others reconnect with Wang Qi, Yang Ming could only watch but not say anything more.
However, since things have happened, Yang Ming naturally won’t blame others. After all, he has come, and everything in the future is full of his own variables. It’s still a little bit to say whether the future can cut off the head of the present.
Moreover, as Bai Po said, although the high-gate palace walls in Xianyang are not as high as the six countries, there are still doors that should be available. If Yang Ming breaks in in a daze, he will have to spend a lot of effort to gain a foothold here, and connections are the most effective antidote to avoid these troubles.
"The Meng family is a famous wealthy family in Xianyang City. Why didn't Li Wu know? Speaking of which, Jinghuayuan is located at the intersection of north and south of Xianyang City. The palace and mansions of powerful people are located in the north and south, and the wealthy families in the south are mostly rich families in the city, so it is not too far from the Meng family." Li Wu said with a smile.
"With such a geographical location, no wonder Jinghuayuan can become a famous building in Xianyang, but it will take a lot of trouble for Miss Liwu to guide her."
"This little thing is not even a small task. At best, it's just a small finger. Why should I thank you?" Li Wu covered her mouth and laughed, feeling relieved in her heart.
Since Yang Ming is going to the Meng family, he doesn't have time to go to Jinghuayuan. Even if he goes there again in the future, he can be much more calm. Li Wu was thinking in his heart, and his heavy heart became more and more comfortable.
Under Li Wu's guidance, Paar Ge drove through the streets and walked onto a spacious street.
With the rippling sound, in just half an hour the carriage arrived before a high-gate owner.
This mansion is not very big, nor is it very gorgeous, but Yang Ming can still see its extraordinaryness at a glance, because compared with other mansions, there are armored soldiers standing guard in front of this mansion. What is the height and bright gate in front of these eight armored soldiers standing guard?
Because they represent power, not a family with extremely powerful power, how can they be qualified to use soldiers wearing armor as guards?
"Parrot, you bring Hu Ji to send Miss Li Wu and come back later." Yang Ming ordered Pagoda.
"yes."
Amid the sound of the carriage leaving, Yang Ming walked up, took out his recommendation book, and explained his purpose.
There has never been a bloody thing that often happens in various stories. A soldier took the letter of recommendation and left the mansion, while Yang Ming was waiting at the side door.
On the side of Mengjia’s middle courtyard, there is no house here, there is only a huge martial arts venue, an old man with white hair and beard is practicing with a burly boy holding a spear.
The young man's gun was extremely fierce, and under the shadows of guns were attacking like a storm. However, although the old man seemed to be old and weak, the spear in his hand was slow and fast, with great force and strong force. The defense was that water could not be poured in. He let the young man's attack be like a strong wind and a fierce fire, and he remained motionless.
The soldiers were waiting by their side with Yang Ming's recommendation book until a quarter of an hour later, the old man and the young man stopped to practice, and then walked forward and informed the old man about what happened in front of the mansion.
"The recommendation book written by that old guy Wang Qi himself? This is strange." The old man took the recommendation book, and the handwriting that caught his eye was no stranger.
He is Meng Ao. Although he is old, he can still fight against foreign countries. His reputation and connections in the army are even the prime minister Lu Buwei, who has the power to regent, and he will not ask Meng Ao to submit to him, but only ask Meng Ao not to oppose him and turn to his own political enemies.
Looking at the handwriting in the bamboo slips, Meng Ao couldn't help but think of Wang Qi's old face that had not been seen in three years.
Wang Qi, a long-time general of Qin, was one of the few people who could escape unscathed in the Bai Qi case. He was four or five years younger than Meng Ao, but he was already over 60 years old. He was introverted and had little relationship with his colleagues in the army. He had almost no friends.
Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Wang Qi was able to command 100,000 heavily armored soldiers to guard the country for many years.
"But, what kind of boy was able to let the old guy Wang Qi put aside his face and go through my relationship?" Meng Ao pondered, and couldn't help but feel curious about the boy who was waiting outside the mansion now.
"Since we are the younger generation of Wang Qi, we can't neglect it anymore, grandson, go and bring him in." Meng Ao thought about his grandson Meng Tian, who was panting at this moment.
"No." Meng Tian responded. Although he was at home, the Meng family has always been ruled by the army.