Meng Jifang's biological father, Marquis Meng, is a bit unethical and sneaky, and has done a lot of things that harm others and are not good for oneself.

But it is mainly to seize favor for the fourth prince.

And others are not stupid. They know what they can do and what they cannot do. They will have small tricks, but they will not be confused easily when it comes to major issues.

Zhao Xuanjing didn't have much disgust towards Mr. Meng. In his eyes, this person was just a little desire.

It was because of this dispute over the throne, so there was no need to confiscate the family and exterminate the clan.

"Since this is impossible, there is only another way to break this image." Xie Qiao turned his eyebrows and eyes, and he seemed to be a little gloating. "He has a flat bone and beautiful bones, a straight nose and a bright appearance. If he is a monk, he will live a long life."

"..." Xiao Yurong was silent.

Even Zhao Xuanjing was a little shocked when he heard this.

"I'm not trying to cheat him. He has big shortcomings. If his eyes are bright and bright, he must be a person who wants to be happy and entertained. Now he is young and his face is not obvious. But in the future, there will be no fewer beauties in wine and beauty. Only by becoming a monk and Taoist, cultivating one's own character and accumulating blessings can he make up for the shortcomings." Xie Qiao said very seriously.

Even now, Meng Jifang is not an honest person with a light heart.

Regular brothels!

The reason why the reputation of the Meng family did not get too much is that the Meng family knew how to restrain themselves, did not marry him, and did not take many concubines, so others only thought he was a playboy, and they didn't expect that he was lustful.

"If you don't do a good job as a monk? That's probably impossible." Xiao Yurong frowned, feeling very sorry.

How can a good child be taught like this?

At this age, he wanted to stuff himself into books and travel around. He didn't want to eat and sleep all day and night, and he wanted to become a bookworm and eat those books cleanly.

Xiao Yurong felt regretful. After a few hours, he saw Meng Jifang getting off the car, his eyes became a little complicated.

Meng Jifang and Jiang Jinlu, both of them were pale.

Jiang Jinlu still touched his head from time to time.

I guess it was because the collision was so painful before, so after so long, I still couldn't ignore it.

At present, the surroundings are very desolate.

"That's the other side." Meng Jifang pointed to his right hand, "I came over to this small road. When I got here, I vaguely saw the broken house over there, so I plunged into the weed."

In other words, there is no way.

The road was originally made by people. There have been no more people passing by here for decades, so it is normal for them to not be able to make it.

Xie Pinggang dismounted quickly, very casual and aggressive. Then a knife sounded, and a cold light flashed, "Brush brush brush brush brush brush brush brush brush brush brush brush", and began to mow the grass.

Sang You's eyelids twitched, and the muscles on his face could hardly be controlled.

Fortunately, weeds are cut here, and if this is a human head, it would be even more scary.

There are mostly hay and thorns in this place, which is quite difficult. Today, Zhao Xuanjing only brought Zhou Weizong one guard, so Zhou Weiguan did not dare to leave the prince for half a step, and it was difficult to go up to help.

Among the remaining people, only Jiang Jinlu and Meng Jifang were young, and they were not qualified to choose. They bit the bullet and went up to clean up the road that was cut by Xie Pinggang.

For Xie Pinggang, this job is not difficult at all.

After setting out a long way, the aura was still slow and there was no change at all.

But my body was not clean, with some green and yellow juice dyed, and a lot of hay was stained on my clothes.
Chapter completed!