From eunuch to emperor

Zhuang Linger teased Long Chen in the room, but Long Chen didn't answer, Zhuang Linger felt disappointed for a while.

"Sister Miaoyin is so beautiful, I am far inferior to her."

Zhuang Ling'er muttered in disappointment, but also felt dissatisfied in her heart. She was young, so she was not completely inferior to Miaoyin.

Long Chen smiled and said: "Don't be so sour, wait until the battle is over."

"You don't like to eat their meat, and when the meat garden is built, the venison will still taste good."

After Yingfeng's death, Long Chen no longer had the desire to mess with others, so he could only joke about it.

Seeing that Long Chen didn't answer at all, Zhuang Ling'er could only drink tea resentfully.

"How was this trip? Did they respond?"

When Long Chen talked about the business, Zhuang Ling'er also withdrew her thoughts and said: "It's not ideal, the rivers and lakes and the court have always had two paths, each going its own way."

"When I met the ghost clan this time, they were still in the old posture, and they didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the court."

"When I met them at Qingling Peak, they also had the mentality of watching the excitement, and they came to see me because of the exercises given by the adults."

Long Chen had expected such a situation.

If the ghost tribe invades the Central Plains, everyone will be unlucky, but the people in the Jianghu are used to doing their own way, and what happens to the people in the world has nothing to do with them.

No matter how fierce the battle at Yanmen Pass was, it was also the fault of Long Chen, King Wu of the Great Zhou.

Moreover, Yanmen Pass is so far away, many people have never been there, and they don't have any concept in mind.

"It's normal to get up early without profit. People in the Jianghu are used to idleness."

"I'm also thinking these days, how can I arouse their desire."

"I thought of a way to lure them."

Zhuang Linger asked: "What method? How to lure?"

Long Chen smiled, and said: "Haven't you already been tempted?"

Zhuang Ling'er didn't turn the corner for a while, thinking that Long Chen was making fun of her seduction, her face immediately turned red.

"My lord... oh, Meng Yidao, did he appear on purpose?"

Zhuang Ling'er understood that Meng Yidao was the lure that Long Chen was talking about.

Long Chen nodded slightly and said: "Yes, Meng Yidao is the lure I mentioned."

"People in Jianghu don't care about their family and country, they care more about their own cultivation and the interests of their sect."

"In that case, use cultivation and sect benefits to lure them."

Zhuang Ling'er praised, "It's been said that your lord is treacherous, I've learned it."

Long Chen smiled and said, "I have something even more powerful."

Zhuang Ling'er snorted, and said in a low voice, "Show me if you have the ability..."

Long Chen didn't answer the call, and continued to fiddle with the fire.

Zhuang Ling'er sat in the room for a while, asked for some advice on cultivation, and then left the room.

The camp of the Reverse Scale Army.

Meng Yidao trained the army with Gan Zhen and came out of the barracks very late.

Niu Kaishan and a dozen other martial artists were waiting at the door, when they saw Meng Yidao coming out, they surrounded him and greeted him warmly.

"Hero Meng, I've been waiting for you for a day."

A beautiful woman came forward to greet him warmly, and took the initiative to hold Meng Yidao's arm.

This girl's name is Feng Mei'er, she is very coquettish.

Meng Yidao was not used to it, so he immediately pulled out his hand, and Feng Meier immediately took it again, saying coquettishly, "Hey, Hero Meng has broken through the emperor, and looks down on my servant."

Feng Mei'er's reputation in Jianghu is not very good, because she has seduced many masters with her looks and lust, and her purpose is to cheat her into getting exercises.

So Meng Yidao didn't like this woman very much.

"Not used to it."

Meng Yidao pulled out her hand forcefully, Feng Meier was not reconciled, she took Meng Yidao's hand again, and said softly: "Hero Meng, don't reject people thousands of miles away like this!"

The people nearby said together: "The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes are gentle and tender, don't be so ruthless as Meng Daxia."

Everyone made a fuss, Feng Meier sneered again, Meng Yidao had no choice but to let her hold her arm.

"Let's go, let's invite Daxia Meng to Ma Town for a drink."

Niu Kaishan has a small voice and a loud voice, and he laughs like a cow.

"It's too late to go to Ma Town, it's too far, I have to train tomorrow."

Ma Town is tens of miles away, about a hundred miles back and forth, neither too far nor too close.

Especially when riding at night, the speed is slower.

"It's still early, it's just getting dark early in winter, it looks like it's getting dark."

The crowd surrounded Meng Yidao to get on the horse, and Feng Meier deliberately rode the same horse with Meng Yidao, her gentle body squeezed back deliberately, Meng Yidao was squeezed out of control.

When we arrived at Ma Town, it was bustling with countless bonfires lit outside.

In some places where firewood cannot be found, coal is used as a base.

Entering a tavern, the shopkeeper saw that there were many customers, and he was dressed in Jianghu, and entertained him very warmly.

A chivalrous man who walks the rivers and lakes is very stingy when he is alone, so he saves as much as he can.

But when there are a group of people, in order to show their boldness, they spend money very generously.

Therefore, the shopkeeper was very happy to see a group of quacks coming in. They must have spent a lot of money.

Several tables were put together, and Feng Meier yelled coquettishly: "Shopkeeper, just serve the meat, I'll pay the bill tonight and let Hero Meng get drunk!"

The knight next to him booed, "What about when you're drunk?"

Feng Meier took Meng Yidao's arm, and said with a coquettish smile, "That depends on whether Hero Meng is honoring him or not."

Everyone burst into laughter, envious of Meng Yidao.

Martial arts are kings in this world, especially in Jianghu.

Emperor Meng Yidao's cultivation base is second to none in Jiang Hu, and these people around him are like stars holding the moon.

This is especially true for Feng Meier, she has the intention of acting on the occasion, and also has a hint of sincere liking.

Tall and big, with decent looks and high cultivation, such a man is really good.

Meng Yidao waved his hand, and said seriously: "Tonight we are just drinking and reminiscing about the old days, nothing else."

Everyone laughed and said, "What Hero Meng said is, serve the wine and serve the wine."

The store quickly came over with wine, and everyone toasted Meng Yidao one after another.

Drinking the wine, Meng Yidao sighed in his heart, if it wasn't for following Long Chen and his cultivation base skyrocketing, how could these people be so considerate.

Especially this Feng Mei'er, a well-known snobbery in the world, who sticks to anyone who is powerful.

Choosing to follow Long Chen was the most correct choice for him, Meng Yidao.

"Hero Meng, my family respects you."

Feng Meier held the wine glass with her finger, leaned over, Meng Yidao picked up a sea bowl, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Meng Yidao made a gesture to drink, but Feng Meier hooked Meng Yidao's arm, and said with a smile: "I want to drink with Hero Meng."

Everyone booed and said with a smile: "Okay, let's have a cup of wine!"

Meng Yidao didn't want to have a cup of wine with a woman like Feng Meier, and said with a smile: "We are all brothers, so what kind of wine do you drink? It's outrageous."

After finishing speaking, Meng finished with a knife and a bowl, Feng Meier frowned sadly, and said: "Everyone, take a look, Hero Meng likes the slave family, and despises the slave family."

Everyone made a fuss and made a match, saying: "It's just drinking a cup of wine, and it's not a real wedding."

Niu Kaishan smiled and said: "It is not necessary to get married, the bridal chamber can be real, hahaha..."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Drinking here is lively, and there are other knight-errants in the inn. Seeing how lively this place is, they all come to watch.

Among them was a white-faced young man who recognized Feng Meier, walked over with a smile, and said: "Sister Meier, you are here too."