Fighter of the Destiny

Facing the front is a very simple wooden door.

But the stone eaves on the door are extremely elaborate and exaggerated, even higher than the height of the door itself. There are countless plaques lined up from top to bottom.

Chen Changsheng looked up and vaguely saw many familiar signatures.

Those signatures belong to successive emperors and popes.

There were emperors from the Zhou Dynasty, emperors from the previous dynasty, and even more ancient emperors whose names he had only read in books.

He was more familiar with the names of the popes, and found that the pope at the bottom was his master.

The emperor at the bottom is Emperor Taizong.

There is no Queen Tianhai and no previous popes.

Obviously, before the old man in the Tang family's old house passed away, the previous pope and the Queen Tianhai who he disliked as contemporaries were not qualified to leave a mark.

The old priest of the Tang family stood aside, with no change in his expression and no intention of urging.

For these old people in the Tang family, this scene has happened countless times in the past countless years.

This is the true heritage of the Tang family, because these are visible histories, extremely real, and even somewhat real.

Snow suddenly fell from the sky. The snow was not heavy, and it was dancing around the old house.

Chen Changsheng took out an old umbrella from somewhere, opened it, and walked towards the yard.

Looking at the old umbrella, the expression of the old priest of the Tang family finally changed. His eyes narrowed slightly, but he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

The front entrance of the old house is very simple, and the same is true for the main courtyard. The flat bluestone is paved on the ground. It has been washed by countless years of wind and rain and stepped on by countless people's feet. It is as smooth as a mirror. When you walk on it, it is very comfortable. Is it hard not to think that Emperor Taizong also walked through the same place back then? The bluestone you are stepping on now may have been stepped on by Zhou Du|husband, and the old well you saw, or Wang Zhice may have also drank the water in it. , so when Su Li walked into the courtyard, did he hold an umbrella?

The old man of the Tang family stopped at the gate of the courtyard.

Chen Changsheng walked up the stone steps holding an old umbrella, came to the front of the house, and looked inside.

There is a high threshold separating the inside and outside of the house.

He stood outside the threshold.

The old man is within the threshold.

In fact, the man's hair was completely white, but he didn't look old.

It's just that his eyes are like the old well in the courtyard, as if nothing in the world can make waves.

Is this Mrs. Tang?

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For thousands of years, the most mysterious person in the entire continent is of course the black robe of the demon strategist.

For many people, Mr. Tang in Wenshui City is also mysterious.

The world only knows that Mr. Tang is the richest man in mainland China. Even when Mr. Tianji was alive, he was far inferior to him.

The world also knows that Mr. Tang is one of the most powerful people in the mainland, and even the Queen of Tianhai has nothing to do with him.

The world also knows that Mr. Tang is the longest-lived person in the mainland. Some people have seen him as far back as the reign of Emperor Taizu.

But no one knows how much money Mr. Tang has, how terrible power he has, and how old he is?

And to this day, no one knows what Mr. Tang’s true level of strength is.

Tianji Pavilion couldn't find it back then. Of course, even if it did, it wouldn't dare to tell.

After becoming the head of the family, Mr. Tang has never fought with anyone again, and it has been hundreds of years.

Some people analyze that Mr. Tang must have already entered the sacred realm, but he doesn't care about it and doesn't need worldly fame, so the world doesn't know about it. Otherwise, how could he hold up the sky above Wenshui City, why could he stand on the same level as the saints, and how could most people in all directions use the junior ceremony when they meet him?

Of course, there are many people who oppose this view, believing that the Tang family has such a transcendent status on the mainland because of its unimaginable wealth and deep-rooted power, and that Mr. Tang is just good at running a family and is not like people. As powerful as imagined.

No matter what kind of conjecture it is, it is still a conjecture after all, and it seems that it will never be proven.

No one still knows what kind of person Mr. Tang is.

Except for some old people in Wenshui City and a few descendants of the Tang family's old house, no one even knew what Mr. Tang looked like.

When he was at the Institute of Traditional Chinese Education in Kyoto, Chen Changsheng had heard Tang Sanliu talk about the old man Tang many times. In Tang Sanliu's narrative, his grandfather was kind, interesting, and liked to hold his only grandson on his knees. The old man who told him stories about the past.

The demon moon moves through the cotton-like clouds, and the wind blows the sails, which look like stars connected into a rope at night.

The scenery is changing all the time, and people naturally have many sides, and they will also change.

Naturally, the grandfather in Tang Sanshiliu's eyes couldn't be the real Old Mrs. Tang, or in other words, it couldn't be the whole Old Mr. Tang.

What's more, Mrs. Tang now has another grandson.

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When Chen Changsheng went to Hanqiu City a few years ago, he passed by Wenshui. Mr. Tang gave him a gift, but he did not see him.

Today was the first time he saw Mrs. Tang. Even he was inevitably a little nervous.

But he didn't show it.

He calmly shook the snow off the old umbrella, put it away on the wall, then crossed the threshold and entered the house.

No matter his movements or expressions, he is very natural, as if he is at home.

It's more natural for Mr. Tang, because this is his home.

Mr. Tang was eating porridge. It was very delicious and he could hear the sound clearly.

In addition to the porridge basin, there were also several plates of side dishes on the table, which looked ordinary.

Not long after, Mr. Tang drank all the porridge in the bowl, picked up a towel and wiped his mouth, and said to him: "There is a saying, asking the old man to drink porridge is shameless and obscene. I have been paying more attention to my maintenance recently, but I just don't want to." In response to this sentence.”

Chen Changsheng was stunned for a moment before he understood the meaning of this sentence.

He glanced at the white porridge left in the basin, thought for a while and said, "If you want to strengthen your teeth, you can't eat too hard, but it's not appropriate to eat porridge all the time."

Mrs. Tang put the handkerchief back on the table and said, "If you don't think you have a long life, why do you drink porridge every day? This is just breakfast."

Chen Changsheng did not follow this sentence and said: "To maintain your livelihood, it is good to cook some millet porridge or oats for breakfast, but rice can easily hurt your stomach."

Mrs. Tang glanced at him and asked, "Are you good at these?"

Chen Changsheng said calmly: "My medical skills may not be as good as Master, but he is not as good as me in terms of health care."

Mr. Tang looked at him and said, "Since you admit that your medical skills are not as good as your master's, why did you come to see me and ask me to cure the cold?"

Chen Changsheng said: "Treating diseases and saving people is what doctors should do, and I am the Pope, so I should do it even more."

Mr. Tang's expression remained unchanged and he said, "Do you think your master is not qualified to treat illnesses and save people?"

Chen Changsheng's expression remained unchanged as he said: "If your name is not correct, your words will not go smoothly, and if your words are not right, it will be difficult to accomplish anything."

This sentence is very interesting. If King Xiang and others listen to this sentence, they will probably taste it for a longer time and try to taste more meanings.