The wife put down the bowl bewildered, and murmured blankly.
"Walk?"
Meng Heng let out a long sigh, and wrapped his wife's hands in his broad palms.
His hands were warm and dry, which gave his wife a lot of peace of mind.
"Cangzhou is not a place to stay for a long time. I dissuaded my father several times and asked him to voluntarily admit defeat. Anyway, I can save the people of Cangzhou from the suffering of the war-but-" Meng Heng's mouth showed a touch of bitterness, "Father's eyes have lost the people. , Cangzhou will inevitably be affected by the war. Only Huang Song can say that Cangzhou may not be afraid of him, but with cousin Xi, Cangzhou has no chance of winning—"
The wife pursed her lips tightly, and her eyes were a bit dazed about the future.
"Cousin Xi? I often hear you mention her. Since you are relatives, why can't you talk about her calmly?"
Meng Heng smiled bitterly. He stroked his wife's hair with one hand and sighed.
"It's not that simple, Zhao Di—not to mention it's just a cousin, even if it's a blood relative, this relationship is vulnerable in front of the world." Meng Heng said, "Father's insistence will inevitably bring disaster to the whole of Cangzhou. People, life is charred."
If the Meng family in Cangzhou still had the legacy of their ancestors, how could Meng Heng persuade his father to submit to others
The current Meng family has lost popular support and will not last long.
The wife turned around and fetched her own make-up gown. The mezzanine at the bottom of the make-up gown hid the only savings in the family.
"But it's only thirty-two - there's a lot of soldiers out there, where can we go?"
Meng Heng looked at the pieces of silver, and then at his wife's cautious posture, his chest could not help twitching, and there was a burst of pain.
He suppressed his emotions and said in a low voice, "It will take you fifteen taels to make up your body and protect your tires, and the remaining fifteen taels will buy carriages, horses, dry food and water bags. Let's go to Hanchang Pass. After leaving Hanchang Pass, we will go straight to Haozhou. Hede County on the border with Cangzhou. We are temporarily staying there—"
His wife's eyes widened abruptly, and the hand holding the makeup swag was shaking.
"Lang Jun, isn't there a war going on in that place?"
"It's because of the war there that we're going there. We don't have much savings at home, and we can't support Hejian County, let alone Wanzhou and Chongzhou." Meng Heng said, "Huang Song and Cousin Xi formed an alliance to help Cousin Xi. Delaying Meng's troops and horses. Now that the war in northern Xinjiang is over, Huang Song is afraid that he will not be able to sit still, so he will definitely write to cousin Xi for help. We don't have to go far, we just need to wait in Hede County. "
His wife was at a loss, but she was used to being meek and obedient, and Meng Heng said what she said.
Looking at his wife's slightly bulging belly, Meng Heng's expression suddenly became stunned.
If it wasn't for Cangzhou having no one to entrust, he wouldn't want to take his wife across the war zone, the risk was simply too great.
Although Meng Heng is the only son under Meng Zhan's knees, his position in the Meng family is very embarrassing, and he is even inferior to the favored sidekick.
In the early years, the elders of the Meng family were quite caring for him.
As time went on, Meng Zhan's suppression of him became heavier and heavier. Seeing this, the elder Meng's also thought about changing his direct line.
Meng Heng's wife should theoretically be the clan wife of the Meng family.
However, Meng Zhan was too lazy to arrange marriage for him, so Meng Heng did not get married until he was twenty-three. This was still unbearable to the elder Meng's, and he took the initiative to help him. Getting married means getting married, but the background of the wife is very delicate—the daughter of the side branch of the aristocratic family—
It's a good way to say it, but it's a bit harsh to say that his wife is just the butcher's daughter.
The nobility is also divided into three, six, nine, and so on.
Prominent gentry can control the situation, and the poor gentry are not as good as ordinary people. Except for an ancestor who can do it, there is almost nothing left. Meng Heng's wife came from a side branch of a poor gentry. In order to make a living, his grandfather put down his restraint and became a butcher.
If it weren't for the genealogy, the wife's family was no different from ordinary people.
Meng Heng did not look down on his wife's background, but it was undeniable that this marriage was indeed a humiliation to him by the Meng family.
All these, Meng Heng endured.
Looking back now, he felt extremely guilty.
No matter what happened in the past, Zhao Di was already his wife, and he had the responsibility and obligation to make her live well. What happened
Fortunately, it was not too late to wake up.
Meng Zhan is not a good father, but he cannot be an irresponsible husband and father.
The couple lived in a remote place, and there was nothing at home, so it was easy to put away.
Meng Heng personally drove his wife away from Meng County, Cangzhou. The couple had already reached the border of Meng County, and Meng Zhan learned the news.
The subordinates waited tremblingly, for fear that Meng Zhan's thunder would be angered.
"You said—he left Mengjun with that humble woman and headed towards Hanchang Pass?" Meng Zhan asked with a sneer.
The subordinate was sweating anxiously in his heart, and said timidly, "Yes - do you need to send someone to bring Dalang-Jun back?"
Meng Zhan glanced at his subordinate coldly, his sinister eyes filled with warnings.
"When will it be your turn to help me make decisions?" Meng Zhan snorted and said ruthlessly, "Since he doesn't recognize me as a father, I don't think he is a son, so I will send someone to tell the elders about opening the ancestral hall, Remove him from the name—"
The subordinates opened their eyes in astonishment.
No matter what, Meng Heng is still the Zongzi. From ancient times to the present, how could there be any reason to remove Zongzi from the genealogy
Meng Zhan saw what he was thinking and said with a sneer, "Zongzi? Look at his butcher's wife, who can't stand on the stage. Meng's clan's wife can let this kind of woman take the job? Since he has abandoned the Meng family, then he Abandoned—by the way, send someone to chase him, and by the way, help me with a word—don’t come back after leaving the Meng family, he is not the eldest son of the Meng family, and he is not qualified to be named Meng, and even his surname has been revoked.”
The subordinate said, "Here!"
For the sake of safety, Meng Heng tried his best to take the main road. In order to take care of his wife, the carriage was also slow.
With only three days left to go to Hanchang Pass, the pursuers sent by the Meng family caught up with Meng Heng and brought a message from Meng Zhan by the way.
Meng Heng finished listening with a pale face, his lips were bloodless.
The left eyelid, which should have healed, was faintly tingling, and the scene in front of him flickered and disappeared, almost unsteady.
"Master Dalang - why don't you go back and show mercy to the patriarch - there is no overnight feud between father and son."
The subordinates looked at Meng Heng's bloodless face and couldn't bear it.
Meng Heng's talent is second to none among his peers.
If any family had such a good descendant, they would have been overjoyed for a long time, but it was because the patriarch was wonderful.
Not only did Meng Zhan not feel proud and honored, but he was ashamed of Meng Heng, scolding him every once in a while and suppressing him everywhere.
Where are the father and son, they are clearly enemies!
"There is no overnight feud between father and son—but what if it wasn't for father and son?" Meng Heng smiled bitterly, holding back the hot tears from his eyes, and said bleakly, "Let me kowtow to him again... More than 20 years of parenting. , If there is a chance, I will definitely repay one by one!”
Meng Heng knelt down in the direction of Mengjun in Cangzhou, and kowtowed three times, his forehead turning red.
The subordinate looked at Meng Heng who staggered up and sighed in his heart.
"Mr. Dalang, there is a lot of chaos ahead. For the sake of safety, you should change your route."
Meng Heng said, "No - life and death have fate -"