Cuan Li left, and soon after, Lei Dao, who received the news, came.

The Lei family is not very powerful, and like the Cuan family, they have close relationships with the Yi people. Although Lei Dong seems to have a good name, he is relatively short, and is one head shorter than Meng Huo. He laughed and found Meng Huo and asked about the invitation.

"Didn't Zhuge invite you?" Meng Huo looked at Lei Dong and asked.

Lei Dong smiled, "I am a small family, Zhuge will not invite me even if I want to invite me... Brother Meng, what opportunity do you want to have? Remember to support me..."

"What opportunity?" Meng Huo asked.

『Then you need to say it?』 Lei Dong laughed and tried hard to look very kind, 『This is a great opportunity... Brother Meng, you are a big clan, I guess you don't care much about this... I'm just a little person, haha, what's missing from this big person's fingers is enough for me to eat for a while... Tsk tsk, Brother Meng is so lucky... Ah, Brother Meng is here, Brother Meng is here, I'll say goodbye first, say goodbye, Brother Meng stay, stay..."

In this way, basically everyone from other big surnames came to visit Meng Huo, either inquire about news or win over relationships.

Then he left, leaving Meng Huo's difficulty in calming down.

Meng Huo wanted to tear off all the flowers around the house, and then go one petal or two to determine whether he was going to the banquet or not.

If the time given by Zhuge Liang was urgent, then Meng Huo would find it difficult to get in touch with the attitudes of other big surnames in a very short time, then he might just act completely based on Meng Huo's personal feelings and choose to go to the banquet or refuse.

On the other hand, if Zhuge Liang gave it too long, Meng Huo could report to the Meng family, and then the family would give him an instruction...

But now, the time is just right, neither too much nor too much.

what to do?

Meng Huo looked at the invitation and was in great pain.

It’s like an invitation is not to invite him to dinner, but to ask him to be cut off.

The relationship between Meng and Cuan is very good. From the fact that Meng Huo can go to Cuan for dinner, and Cuan can also come to Meng Huo. There is no need to report it to see if you come and go freely. However, Meng still has the surname Meng, and Cuan still has the surname Cuan.

Meng Huo and Cuan Li may be friends, but Meng Huo is also from the Meng clan.

He realized that if he went to the banquet, there would be a lot of trouble, but just like Lei Dong said, he was worried that he would not go and would lose the subsequent "opportunity" of Meng's family.

Can Meng Huo really stand this responsibility?

If Meng Huo was the leader of the clan, the most important person, and the core of the Meng clan, then what decision Meng Huo made, even if he was wrong, then there was nothing to say. However, the consequences of not paying attention to Zhuge Liang before, or not so much, are now presented.

Meng Huo was originally just a microphone, but now...

The invitation on the table was like a heavy stone, weighing heavily on Meng Huo's heart.

"Zhuge Kongming..."

…?(;′Д｀?)…

It's time to confirm the invitation.

The banquet in the hall has been well arranged, and the aroma of food and wine is permeated.

Fa Ping sat on the side of Zhuge Liang, a little uneasy.

Zhuge Liang glanced at Faping slightly, "Whatever you want to say, just say it."

"If it's... what if the son of Meng doesn't come?" Faping couldn't help but bow and said.

Zhuge Liang smiled, "If I invited any of the three people, Lu Jiping, or Jiao and Zheng, then it is possible that they would not come, but Meng's son... do you know the difference?"

"Meng's son... isn't as smart as those three?" Faping replied.

Zhuge Liang shook his head, "No."

Just as he was about to speak, some sound came from the street outside the wall. Zhuge listened and smiled slightly, "Listen... It's coming."

Meng Huo entered the yard with great anxiety and greeted Zhuge Liang. Meng Huo was afraid that Zhuge Liang would say something that made him choose, but he vaguely looked forward to Zhuge Liang's information.

This contradictory and uneasy mood made Meng Huo almost uneasy.

The banquet was very good.

The dishes are very exquisite.

After being baptized by Chang'an and receiving the true teachings of Fei Qian, the Ku Ding can always process simple ingredients into something that ordinary people cannot afford. With the reasonable use of spices, it can be said that the dishes at the banquet are delicious foods that Meng Huo had never tasted before.

But Meng Huo was not concerned about the dishes, and his attention was all about what Zhuge Liang said. He tried hard to write down every sentence Zhuge Liang said. Then before he could figure out what he felt, Zhuge Liang gently led his attention to another direction.

Finally, Meng Huocai ate, drank wine, had a full stomach, and had a full head.

Zhuge Liang seemed to have said a lot, and almost did not make Meng Huo feel any cold things, but those customs and other places are really the focus of this banquet?

If you have enough wine and full food and fill your stomach and intestines, the brain will be temporarily ischemia.

In this situation, Meng Huo had to cheer up, corresponding to the continuous inquiries after hearing that he returned from Zhuge's banquet.

Repeated inquiries.

『What did you say?

"Text and customs."

"What did you say for so long?"

"Text and customs."

"What did Zhuge say during the whole banquet?"

"It's really only the customs and customs!"

"Brother Meng, it's meaningless to you. Can't we tell us what Zhuge said in this way?"

Meng Huo was almost crazy, "What I told the truth is really a custom! Really! If there is a lie, it will be thunder!"
Chapter completed!