In my previous life, I actually regarded slag Gong as a treasure!

The Meng family can be said to be full of talents, and all of them are brave and good at fighting.

This time, Meng Jiajun fought the Turks for three months, regained Hexi, and returned with victory.

When Jiang Luan heard the news, his eyes lit up.

This General Meng is his own biological father in this life, and he did not recognize each other until his death. This must be something that Jiang Luan regrets.

If the father and son could recognize each other and reverse the fate of the Meng family's family, the grievance value should be reduced a lot.

Jiang Luan was thinking, the first thing to do is to meet General Meng...

Jiang Luan was still locked up, and only found an opportunity to ask Zhao Minghong to take him to have a look.

When Jiang Luan made this request, Zhao Minghong was a little surprised.

After all, General Meng is Meng Zehe's father, and Jiang Luan feels inferior in front of Meng Zehe.

"Why do you suddenly want to see General Meng?"

"I heard that General Meng is brave and unparalleled in combat, so of course I want to see his true face." Jiang Luan made up an excuse.

Zhao Minghong felt a little sour in his heart, but thinking that Meng Changbai was old enough to be Jiang Luan's father, he suppressed the jealousy.

When the father and three elder brothers came back, Meng Zehe would of course go to greet them, and Zhao Minghong would naturally go with them.

However, in the prince's bodyguard team, there is a young man with red lips and white teeth, wearing that bodyguard outfit, like a child stealing an adult's clothes, it is particularly conspicuous.

Meng Zehe's eyes couldn't help but go to Jiang Luan's body, feeling extremely uncomfortable, but in order to show his generosity, he could only pretend not to care.

Soon, the carriage arrived at the city gate.

There were many people on both sides of the city gate, all of whom came to welcome the return of the Meng family army.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, accompanied by the sound of horseshoes, and four majestic figures appeared in front of everyone.

The leading middle-aged man was Meng Changbai, General Meng. He was tall and mighty, with profound features, and had two beards, exuding an awe-inspiring righteousness.

Meng Changbai's eyes swept across the crowd.

Jiang Luan was just an inconspicuous passerby, and General Meng didn't look at him for a moment, or in other words, he didn't see him at all.

General Meng's eyes flicked across quickly, and soon stopped in one direction, his eyes became much gentler, full of doting.

Meng Zehe also got off the carriage and ran directly towards General Meng. General Meng jumped off his horse and hugged Meng Zehe tightly.

"Father!"

"Crane!"

The father and son hugged each other tightly.

And the three young men behind General Meng also hugged Meng Zehe one by one.

"Big brother."

"Second brother."

"Third brother."

Boss Meng is stable, with a serious appearance, and the second child is elegant. If it weren't for the murderous spirit on his body, it would be hard to imagine him as a military commander. , the attitude is the same, pampering.

Jiang Luan watched this scene quietly from among the crowd.

These originally belonged to me in this life, but now they are all occupied by Meng Zehe.

The love of relatives, the noble birth...

Suddenly, Meng Zehe raised his head and looked in the direction where Jiang Luan was standing, showing a smug smile, which disappeared in a flash.

Jiang Luan's smile was also very cold.

Meng Zehe, just wait, one day, I will take back what belongs to me.

It's just that the time hasn't come yet, he doesn't have any evidence about his own life experience, if he rushes up to call 'Dad' rashly, he may be slapped by Meng Changbai and sent to Beimo.

He has to wait, wait for the right time.

In the box on the second floor of the restaurant.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair, his handsome and unparalleled face was expressionless, and he stared downstairs with dark and deep eyes, showing no emotions.

Beside him stood a young man dressed as a literati.

The young man's name was Zheng Hongxi, he was the son of Jin Wang's uncle, and he was Zhao Zhi's cousin.

Zheng Hongxi was born in the general family, but he chose to study literature and became the counselor of the King of Jin.

"Meng Changbai is brave and good at fighting. He can be called a general who wins all the time. He loves his youngest son Meng Zehe very much. King Yu played this chess very well." Zheng Hongxi couldn't help sighing.

The Meng family is very powerful, if his prince has the support of the Meng family, then his prince will definitely be the prince.

Zheng Hongxi thought secretly.

It's a pity that Zhao Minghong took the lead.

King Jin pursed his lips and said nothing.

Zheng Hongxi tentatively said: "My lord can also choose a suitable one from the ladies of the family. It may not be as famous as Meng Zehe, but it will also be helpful to my lord."

King Jin frowned slightly: "No need."

Zheng Hongxi felt a chill, so he dared not speak.

Zhao Zhu's eyes drifted carelessly, and suddenly, he saw a small figure, and he couldn't help but feel a touch of warmth in his cold eyes.

The coldness suddenly dissipated.

Zheng Hongxi was a little curious, and followed King Jin's gaze, but saw a dead tree.

So, what did the prince see just now, so his mood improved?

Yonghe Hall.

There was a chill in the palace, and everyone was cautious, not daring to make any business.

"So, Jiang Luan hid in Zhao Zhi's sedan chair and left the palace?"

Facing the moody Concubine Sang, the guard replied tremblingly: "Yes, Your Majesty the Concubine."

A smile suddenly appeared on Concubine Sang's face.

She just said, how did Jiang Luan, a little slave, escape from the heavily guarded palace? It turned out that it was because of Zhao Zhi's help.

Speaking of which, she thinks that Jiang Luan and Zhao Zhi are quite a match.

One is a lowly little slave, the other is a lame...

Meng Changbai came back with all his military exploits, and he loved his youngest son, Meng Zehe, very much. He definitely didn't want Meng Zehe to be wronged.

I want to give Meng Zehe a gift...

"Come here, pass on the oral order of the palace, and Xuan Hong'er will see you." Concubine Sang said.

Soon, Zhao Minghong came.

"I pay my respects to my concubine mother." Zhao Minghong said respectfully.

Looking at her son with extraordinary temperament, Concubine Sang's eyes were filled with rare tenderness.

"Hong'er, sit down."

The mother and son chatted about the daily life, and Concubine Sang talked about the business.

"We have sent so many people to Zhao Zhu, but none of them can get close to Zhao Zhu. I never thought that Jiang Luan next to you is quite capable, and he can get close to Zhao Zhu." Concubine Sang said.

Zhao Minghong guessed what his mother meant, and couldn't help clenching his hands into fists.

"What does the concubine mean?"

"Give Jiang Luan to Zhao Zhi."

Zhao Minghong's complexion changed: "Mother Concubine, no!"

The thought of Jiang Luan making love under another man made Zhao Minghong feel very uncomfortable, almost crazy!

"Why not?" Concubine Sang asked.

"Jiang Luan treats his son with sincerity."

"Since you are sincere, are you unwilling to sacrifice this little bit? Hong'er, have you forgotten what your mother and concubine taught you? To you, the throne is the most important thing, and children's private affairs should be left behind. We The fate of mother and child rests on this, you can't miss a big deal because of a servant." Concubine Sang paused, "Besides, if you like that little servant, after you ascend the throne, you can ask for it back and keep it by your side .”

Concubine Sang gave both kindness and prestige, earnestly speaking.

Zhao Minghong's attitude gradually softened.

"Rong Erchen think about it."

After Zhao Minghong returned to the palace, he was a little absent-minded.

Meng Zehe looked at Zhao Minghong's appearance, and asked softly: "What's on your mind? If you have something on your mind, you can tell me, and Zehe is willing to share it for you. Otherwise, seeing the prince suffer, I will also feel uncomfortable."

Looking at Meng Zehe's gentle and considerate appearance, Zhao Minghong felt warm in his heart: "Mother Concubine told me to give Jiang Luan to Zhao Zhi, what do you think I should do?"

Meng Zehe's eyes drooped slightly, and there was a flash of gloating in them.

If Jiang Luan knew that he was going to be given away, he would definitely feel very uncomfortable.

A slave is a slave, with a life experience like duckweed, yet he tries to compete with himself in vain!

Meng Zehe was happy in his heart, but he didn't show anything on his face: "I don't know about Jiang Luan. If it were me, I would do anything for the prince. I am not afraid of death, let alone serving another man."

Meng Zehe's eyes were full of love.

Zhao Minghong's heart softened even more, and he hugged Meng Zehe into his arms.

"Zehe, this king will always treat you well."

"Thank you, this king knows how to do it."