When the word tyrant came out of his mouth, Meng Xinghe was not afraid. Instead, he frightened the two guards around him half to death.
You dare to scold the emperor and seek death. It seems that someone's nine tribes are going to suffer. The two guards muttered silently.
"You dare to call me a tyrant," Li Shimin looked at Meng Xinghe with interest and said, "You are not afraid that I will punish your nine tribes."
"I have nine clans," Meng Xinghe laughed at himself: "I am the ninth generation of the Meng family. When I come here, except for me and my mother, I have no relatives. You are not afraid of killing my ten clans."
"Really?" Li Shimin waved his hand, and the two guards immediately retreated: "You should tell me, I am a tyrant. If you can tell, I will let you go immediately. If you can't tell, I will There is a reason to chop you down on the spot,"
His voice is very aura, and Jun Wuxi is talking about this type of ruthless person.
Meng Xinghe found a comfortable seat and sat in front of Li Shimin, and said: "It's not that I didn't tell you, I'm afraid you'd go back on your word and kill me if you tell me. Anyway, I can't believe a word you, an old man, said, otherwise, you Send me a death-free card so that I can tell the truth,"
Li Shimin simply didn't understand what he meant by the "gold medal for immunity from death", because there was no such thing as a gold medal for immunity from death at that time. He snorted, without any deliberate majesty, but it could make people shudder.
"Let's go," Li Shimin said calmly, unable to tell what he was thinking, "Killing an ant is easy for me."
I can't guess the meaning of Li Shimin's words. Could this be the so-called emperor's thoughts?
I didn’t dare to stay longer, so I left as soon as I could. Is it possible that I was going to be hacked? Stupid, stupid. Meng Xinghe quickly exited the room. Wei Ming was standing outside the door. He heard the master calling the guards in earlier, and the guards who exited said , was going to chop off Meng Xinghe’s head, and now seeing him come out safely, Wei Ming, who always looked like a servant, just looked at him a few times and gave him a courtesy.
"Wei Ming," Li Shimin's voice sounded in the room. Wei Ming didn't dare to waste a moment and immediately bowed and walked in.
In front of the gate of Dali Temple, Luo Feng and Xue Rengui saw Meng Xinghe approaching, and they immediately stepped forward to greet him. Among them, Luo Feng was even more happy and said: "Boss Meng, are you going to see the monarch of the Tang Dynasty?"
Meng Xinghe said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescence.
"Where are the people from the Blood Fiend?" Meng Xinghe looked around, especially the one who pretended to be the orphan of the Liaodong governor and the other two people who protected her when she entered the Dali Temple government office. They were both members of the Blood Fiend who had just joined the association. , Meng Xinghe is worried that after this incident, the Blood Evil will no longer be secretive, and it will be difficult to do things for him in the future, and the existence of such a terrifying blood evil that is not managed by the state is a great threat. Sooner or later, the team will be regarded as a rebellious party and be exterminated. Anyway, sooner or later, they will leave the capital. Meng Xinghe immediately made a conclusion and said: "You go down and make arrangements. All the Xuesha people, except you two, will be sent back to Jiangdu."
"Yes," when the two nodded, a few more people came from a distance. The leader was the eldest brother Zhao Haoran. Behind him were two women, Zhong Yusu and Aunt Yun. And further away, Meng Xinghe saw Mr. Du standing there. Du Fuzi next to him glanced at him, then got into an official sedan and hurried away.
Meng Xinghe said hello to the visitor. It was a happy event that he had survived the disaster. When he told him which restaurant he should go to for a drink tonight, the two boys beside him happily recommended that he go to Xixi. Fenglou, the wine there is good, and the food is even more delicious. Meng Xinghe rolled his eyes at the two boys. It seemed that they spent a lot of money there.
Zhao Haoran hadn't had a drink with Meng Xinghe for a long time, so he agreed on the spot. Aunt Yun also said that she didn't want to prepare dinner for Meng Xinghe and agreed to go to Xifeng Tower for him. However, Zhong Yusu seemed to have something on her mind and was not as forthcoming as before, saying she didn't have time. Go ahead. If Meng Xinghe doesn't force it, he won't force it on her.
Finally, Luo Feng and Xue Rengui returned to the military camp, Zhao Haoran and Zhong Yusu returned to the Vice Minister's Mansion, and Meng Xinghe returned to the Imperial College with Aunt Yun.
The sky had completely darkened, and it was already more than half an hour before the agreed time to meet in front of Xifeng Tower. Meng Xinghe was still sitting on a stool in the room, staring at Aunt Yun's room in a daze.
What era is it? Why do women have to stay in their rooms and apply makeup for half an hour when they want to go out? Besides, Aunt Yun has always used silk scarves to cover her face. Doesn't it take so much effort?
It turns out that waiting for a woman to put on makeup is really a boring and painful thing. I don’t know if Aunt Yun did it on purpose. She waited until it was dark outside before she opened the door and walked out. However, at this time Meng Xinghe's eyes widened.
An ink-colored long skirt swayed gently, with a navy blue ribbon tied around her slender waist. The ink-and-wash color combination was beautiful and classic. The tight and thin top fully supported her two plump and erect chests. Yes, at first glance, the silk scarf covering her face was no longer on her face, and she looked like a charming and charming beauty. However, Meng Xinghe knew that that was not Aunt Yun’s real face, even though there was a beauty mark on the side of her nose. She is still there, but her appearance has changed to that of a mature woman, completely missing the temperament that made women jealous before.
"Aunt Yun, why don't you take Longyan Pill too," Meng Xinghe joked with Aunt Yun: "When you walk out, people will think you are my sister."
"Hurry up and go, it's getting dark," Aunt Yun began to urge Meng Xinghe. She had been dressing up in the room for an hour before, but Meng Xinghe didn't say a word. Now, she started to complain about him.
Yes, they all blame me. It was me who wasted time. Meng Xinghe was unwilling to lead the way. Xifeng Tower is in Dongshi, not far from the Imperial College. It takes about half an hour to walk there.
Fortunately, it was dark, so no one saw Aunt Yun dressed in women's clothes. Otherwise, there would be rumors tomorrow that Meng Xinghe, a student from Taoyuan, had brought a female family member under the melon fields of the Imperial College, so he wouldn't have been scolded in the spine.
However, Meng Xinghe was very careful with Aunt Yun, a woman, even though it was dark night. When leaving the gate of the Imperial College, Meng Xinghe stretched out his hand to press Aunt Yun, and went out to find out the truth first, but waited until he found the way to make sure it was safe. When he came back, Meng Xinghe was stunned on the spot and looked like he wanted to cry without tears.
Because Aunt Yun, who was dressed as a woman, had never appeared in the Imperial College, she was surrounded by several women in strange clothes. They were asking her if she was looking for someone in the Imperial College. She was lost for a while, so she looked around.
Aunt Yun shook her head no. Those women had already seen Meng Xinghe walking out of the gate.
"Hey, genius, great genius," Girl Elizabeth gave Meng Xinghe a passionate kiss. This girl is still so open and bold. She kisses passionately when they meet. It's really comfortable.
"Meng, Mr. Meng, you brought her here," the more reserved Korean woman Jin Shuiling suddenly asked, and then several pairs of eyes stared at Meng Xinghe abnormally.
Meng Xinghe smiled coquettishly: "Yes, I brought her. You can just call her Meng." Meng Xinghe clearly felt that his arms were burning, but he still said it with a playful smile. Aunt Yun, this bitch, is really painful to pinch.
The four women didn't understand the meaning of Meng Xinghe's words, so they said in unison: "Sister Meng," then they twisted Meng Xinghe left and right and asked: "Mr. Meng, are you going out?"
Meng Xinghe forced himself to nod: "Why don't you go out for a drink? Are the four of you going?" Since we met, we might as well call him out together, as long as that Master Du doesn't point at him and scold him for harming her students.
"Okay, okay," the four people clapped their hands and cheered: "We four sisters were just about to go out to play, and we didn't expect to meet Mr. Meng. In the words of the Tang Dynasty, an invitation is better than a chance encounter, so we four sisters should be more respectful than obey. "
"Then don't leave yet," Meng Xinghe said with a smile, "Don't let your master see it, otherwise none of you will be able to leave."
"Don't let anyone see it," Meng Xinghe just finished speaking. A woman in plain clothes walked out from the door of the Imperial College. The woman looked at Meng Xinghe disdainfully and saw that there were Yingying Yanyan beside him. Among the crowd of beauties, she cursed in her heart: "Shameless people, want to go out and fool around again," she had already walked over.
Really, when you talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here. Meng Xinghe raised his voice: "It's a long night and I don't want to sleep, so a few of us were invited and we were about to go out for a walk. I wonder if Daozi is willing to go with us. We just have company."
Knowing that the two of them were in the middle of a cold war, it was strange that the master would agree. Coupled with Meng Xinghe's sinister tone, he had no intention of inviting Miss Du, and even if he invited her, he would not go. Therefore, Meng Xinghe felt happy. , she will definitely not agree.
Miss Du joined the group of women: "Go, why don't you go? It's a long night and I don't want to sleep." Master Du also said something sinister, which made her four students suddenly get goosebumps, which they had never seen before. It's really eye-opening that the Master can still be so dissolute.
"Who is this girl?" Miss Du saw Aunt Yun and felt familiar, but couldn't guess, so she had to ask.
"Mr. Meng said that this sister's name is Meng," Yoshiko Iga, a Yamato woman who was afraid of chaos in the world, interjected and then stuck out her tongue, obviously seeing Meng Xinghe's murderous gaze.
"Bah," Miss Du cursed everywhere. Why didn't she know the meaning of Meng Xinghe's words? However, women are always very united, especially when a man they hate is present, so Master Du stood in the clouds in a friendly manner. My aunt's camp is ready to fight Meng Xinghe to the end.
There were three women in a play, and now there were six women, and there were two stages on the stage. As the only male gay among the six beautiful women, Meng Xinghe was under the gaze of countless male animals on the street. Under the invasion, he walked in front rather helplessly.
However, when he had not left for long, two very familiar figures, women, stood together, like two white lotuses.
"Sir, what a coincidence,"
This is always the greeting. Apart from the delicate and quiet little Sizi, there will not be another woman in the world who would say "what a coincidence" when seeing Meng Xinghe.
"What a coincidence, what a coincidence," Meng Xinghe's expression was unnatural, because six women had already walked over from behind. They were divided into two camps and looked at each other, but Meng Xinghe, who was sandwiched in the middle, did not feel that there were so many beautiful women watching. It is a happy thing.
"Okay, don't look away, little Sizi, oh, and that Xijia, since we met, let's have a meal together," now, Meng Xinghe didn't even want to say more, no matter who she was, there was one more One less doesn't matter.
"Okay," Xiao Sizi agreed simply. Although Chai Xijia was a little awkward, she still walked among the group of women.
"Exactly eight, eight fairies," Meng Xinghe laughed at himself, earning a blank stare from the girls.
His grandma's group of women are either phoenixes or peacocks. They are all like gods. If looks could kill, I would undoubtedly have been killed tens of millions of times. Meng Xinghe cursed in his heart and said something from time to time, You idiots on the street, don't look away. One woman is easy to deal with, three women can calm you down, but seven or eight will make you cry.
Meng Xinghe was extremely unhappy mentally. Originally, he only planned to bring Aunt Yun with him tonight, but now it seems that he has brought a bunch of baggage, eight beautiful women, who are among the best in Chang'an. This kind of blessing cannot be enjoyed by me.
Mentally cursing, Meng Xinghe just buried his head and walked forward. Around the corner in front was Xifeng Tower. After eighty-one hardships, he finally arrived.
With a long sigh, Meng Xinghe wanted to run over and shout hello first, asking someone to prepare a large dining table.
As soon as he started to leave, a voice came from the brightly lit avenue in front of Xifeng Tower.
"Mr. Meng, why is it you?"
Meng Xinghe burst into tears. Finally, three tables were gathered together. Now, no more, no less, nine women, three plays. Next, let’s wait for them to sing slowly,