I am not a good person

Zhao Zenian was speechless for a while, he didn't know how Mei Shuhao knew he was here, and more importantly, why did this person come suddenly?

Mei Shuhao showed a piece of paper: "I received a letter, someone said that all the recent incidents in Meijiabao are related to you! Is it true?"

Zhao Zenian was startled, but quickly calmed down: "This letter, can I have a look?"

With a cold face, Mei Shuhao didn't refuse, crumpled up the paper and threw it over.

Zhao Zenian took it, and looking at it flattened, the handwriting was somewhat familiar. The letter clearly stated three things: Wen Qingning's success from both sides, Wenhua's attack, and Wen Qingning's being framed.

The person who wrote the letter clearly pointed out that he, Zhao Zenian, was responsible for all this.

After reading it again, Zhao Zenian was sure that the letter was written by Xu Yuan. Xu Yuan had practiced calligraphy in front of him, so he probably remembered the handwriting.From this point of view, Xu Yuan is still secretly observing and tracking him, paying attention to his every move.

Mei Shuhao asked coldly: "Is the content of this letter true? For the sake of you being Xingfeng and Xiaorui's friend, I will give you a chance to explain!"

Zhao Zenian folded and folded the letter paper again, with a smile on his lips and erratic eyes.He was hesitating whether to say that it had nothing to do with him, or to admit what he had done.

He raised his head and looked at his long-lost father, feeling a little angry for no reason. He was clearly still alive, but no one knew, no one knew his real existence!

Thinking of this, Zhao Zenian couldn't help but feel cold: "I did it."

Mei Shuhao was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to admit it so quickly.

"You really did it?" Mei Shuhao frowned quickly: "There is always a reason for doing things, right? You deliberately targeted my Meijiabao, why?"

Zhao Zenian raised his head: "I will avenge myself!"

A look of surprise flashed in Mei Shuhao's eyes, and he asked, "Little brother, what kind of hatred do you have with me, Meijiapu?"

Zhao Zenian lowered his head and smiled sadly: "Lord Meibao, I want revenge. Wen Qingning was the one who approached, Wenhua was the one who harmed, and Mei Siyuan was the one who angered me, but I didn't look for you... Tell me, I am with you." What kind of hatred does Meijiabao have?"

Mei Shuhao rolled his eyes and asked again: "Then tell me, when did Director Wen offend you for something?"

Zhao Zenian pursed his lips tightly, that was his greatest pain!Every time I mention it, I feel endless pain!

In Mei Shuhao's eyes, his silence seemed more like a guilty conscience. Mei Shuhao believed that he was messing around, his eyes turned cold, and he assumed a posture about to make a move.

Seeing his gesture, Zhao Zenian couldn't help being taken aback, an imperceptible look of pain flashed across his face, he suddenly wanted to look up to the sky and laugh, and also wanted to cry.

He took a deep breath, and put on a corresponding posture—come on, let's see, ten years from now, whether it is better to be a father, or to be a son of man, with better kung fu!

Angry in his heart, Zhao Zenian was merciless in his strikes, and Mei Shuhao also deliberately gave him a hard time, so the two refused to give in to each other, and both showed their real skills.

The battle was fierce and wonderful, and they cut off one corner of the octagonal pavilion with their palms, leaving the palm prints of the two of them and the holes kicked out by their feet on the pillar.

Zhao Zenian's clothes were torn in two places, and Mei Shuhao's jade crown was smashed into several pieces by Zhang Feng.

Thanks to the "No Self" sent by Shi Jin, Zhao Ze's internal strength doubled, and he was able to fight against Mei Shuhao, who had nearly 40 years of skill, and finally won by poking his neck with a silver needle in terms of moves!

The needle tip touched the skin, and Mei Shuhao froze and could not move.

Zhao Zenian looked at him steadily, then backed away.

Mei Shuhao straightened his bun: "Do you think that I will let you go? You harmed my brother-in-law, damaged the reputation of Meijiabao and Siyuan, and took Qingning's innocence. You have to pay the price!"

"What, are you going to kill me?"

Mei Shuhao didn't speak, but his eyes showed his attitude.

Zhao Zenian turned sideways, looked down the mountain coldly, and felt desolate in his chest.

He took a deep breath, without turning his head to look at anyone, and said expressionlessly: "Master Meibao, may I ask your dead eldest son in the past ten years, has he ever entered your dream once?"

Zhao Zenian had already figured it out, why had he been suffering for so many years, while the people in Meijiabao lived happily and peacefully? !

When Mei Shuhao heard his words, his expression changed immediately!

Zhao Zenian said again: "And your former wife, did she meet you in a dream once?"

Mei Shuhao lowered his eyebrows: "You..."

Zhao Zenian interrupted in a cold voice: "Lord Meibao only needs to answer my question."

Mei Shuhao stared at him suspiciously: "No. Why did you ask about the two of them?"

His eyes flickered: "Who the hell are you?"

Zhao Zenian curled his lips, but he was full of sarcasm: "Who am I? If it weren't for the pain and suffering that have been put on me, I would have forgotten who I am!"

He was still sideways, with his left hand spread out, a red string was wrapped around his index finger, and an oval white jade was worn on the other end of the red string, which was blowing back and forth with the wind.

"This is..." Mei Shuhao's eyes straightened after he saw it clearly, and he took two steps forward involuntarily.

Zhao Zenian stood still, let him grab the jade pendant excitedly, and examine it carefully.

Soon, Mei Shuhao raised his head, apart from disbelief, there was also a hint of nervousness and panic in his eyes: "You, who are you? Why do you have this jade?!"

Ignoring his excited expression, Zhao Zenian calmly took the jade back from his hand and stuffed it back into the skirt of his clothes: "I only found out later that this jade is a family heirloom from my mother. My uncle loves my mother so much, so he put this jade on his belt." on the mother."

With trembling lips, Mei Shuhao called out the name heavily: "Lin Shen..."

Hearing this long-lost name from his biological father, Zhao Zenian finally burst into tears. He blinked vigorously, blinking back all the fragility, grievance, and grief in his stomach.

He adjusted his emotions calmly, turned his head, and looked at Mei Shuhao coldly: "13 years ago, there was a fire in Wangyue Tower, and Mei Lin, the young master of Meijiabao, was buried in the sea of ​​fire. You didn't check carefully, you buried people!"

Mei Shuhao shrugged and shook his head: "No, I've seen it! I also asked Wenhua, and I thought the jade hanging around your neck was lost!"

Zhao Zenian looked disdainful: "Sophistry, an excuse is an excuse!"

He turned around and looked boredly at the gray sky in the distance: "You never cared about this eldest son, so you couldn't find out, that corpse is fake."

Mei Shuhao looked anxious: "I... Lin Shen!"

Zhao Zenian's arm was grabbed by him, and even though he suppressed it with all his strength, his body still trembled uncontrollably.

"Lin Shen." Mei Shuhao's tone was full of guilt and caution: "Back then, what happened back then?"

"What else could be going on." Zhao Zenian's tone was casual, as if he was telling someone else's story: "Wenhua took me and Mei Siyuan out, and they tricked me into drinking, poisoned the wine, and released the Start a fire."

Mei Shuhao's eyes widened in astonishment, and then he narrowed his eyes soon, with a ferocious look on his face, he gritted his teeth and said, "And then?"

"Then..." Zhao Zenian's thoughts diverged, "I died once and came back to life."

Mei Shuhao took a step forward and stood closer to him: "Lin Shen, you, you... must have suffered a lot, right?"

Zhao Zenian gritted his teeth. No one in this world knew what he really meant by "died once and came back to life again"!

With his back turned to Mei Shuhao, he took a deep breath: "I didn't want you to know that I was still alive. Now that you know it, there is someone, and I want to kill her!"

"Who?"

"Wen Jia!" Zhao Zenian turned around suddenly, his eyes met, and his gaze was compelling: "You don't want to protect her! She must die, or I will overthrow the entire Meijiabao!"

Mei Shuhao looked at him without speaking.

"You don't think I'm talking nonsense, do you?" Zhao Zenian said confidently, "Compared to the past, I'm not an ordinary person. You have to trust me, I'm definitely capable of doing it!"

Mei Shuhao is not stupid, Zhao Zenian only mentioned Wenhua and Mei Siyuan when the Moon Tower was on fire in 13, but did not mention Wenjia and Wen Qingning, but judging from today's revenge, his eldest son obviously hated this company very much. A group of people!

In fact, after thinking about it for a while, I also know that Wen Jia and Wen Qingning are inseparable from everything that happened back then, but he was blind and only learned the truth of the whole thing from the eldest son who "resurrected from the dead" until today.

Mei Shuhao blamed himself, and said earnestly: "Lin Shen, follow me back to Meijiabao!"

Zhao Zenian frowned in disgust, walked away two steps, and gave the answer with his back.

Mei Shuhao chased after him step by step, and asked, "Where are you now?"

"You don't need to know, anyway, now I don't need to rely on anyone, I can survive anywhere!"

Mei Shuhao didn't give up: "Come back, Meijiabao is yours!"

He stared at Zhao Zenian earnestly: "It's hard to explain the relationship between me and your mother. No one can shake her position in my heart. Even if she died later, I never thought of touching you." The position of the Young Castle Lord."

Hearing this, Zhao Zenian was slightly taken aback.

After his mother died of illness, he grew up slowly. Mei Shuhao treated him coldly, but he used the best food and clothing.

Mei Shuhao supervised him to read and practice martial arts every day, and occasionally explained to him personally, it really seemed that he was trained as a future castle master.

In comparison, when dealing with Mei Siyuan, Mei Shuhao didn't laugh too much, and he wasn't so strict.

Mei Shuhao said again: "Lin Shen, come back with me!"

Zhao Zenian shook his head, his heart was blocked: "Meijiabao is a treasure in your eyes, but I don't care about it!" After speaking, he couldn't wait to go down the mountain with lightness kung fu.

When he returned to the teahouse, Qin Pei was alone. Seeing him coming back, he said, "Meijiabao is finally gone, are you satisfied now?"

Zhao Zenian scratched his scalp irritably, and the anger that had just been suppressed rose again, but Qin Pei had just helped, so he didn't want to get angry at Qin Pei.