Fighter of the Destiny

(Yesterday’s PS was also added by the system, it has nothing to do with me...)

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Mr. Tang looked into his eyes and said, "Even if he teaches an emperor and a pope, he is still not qualified?"

Chen Changsheng said calmly: "Since one has become the emperor and the other has become the pope, why not let them do it on their own."

The young eagles have left the nest and begun to learn to fly, and the saplings have grown strong and are no longer afraid of wind and rain, so they should be allowed to grow freely.

Only in this way can we become an eagle soaring in the sky, soar into the sky, and get more rain, dew and sunshine.

"All the books in the old temple in Xining Town were given to me, and the rest were left to my senior brother. No matter how big the family fortune is, it will eventually be passed on to the next generation."

Chen Changsheng continued: "What's more, this is the world, not Master's home alone."

Mrs. Tang did not speak.

The steward of the old house came over from nowhere and put away the dishes on the table as quickly as possible without making any sound.

Later, there was a teapot and two cups on the table, but the tea in the pot was not poured into the cups.

Chen Changsheng formally saluted Mr. Tang as a junior, and then walked to the table and sat down without waiting for a response.

He raised the teapot and filled the cup in front of Mr. Tang, and then filled the tea cup in front of himself.

He felt as if he had returned to the past, back to the stone table in the Herb Garden, and the last tension disappeared and he truly calmed down.

Mrs. Tang clearly sensed his change in mood and showed a look of appreciation.

"I don't like the term family world either." He said to Chen Changsheng: "But do you think you are qualified and capable of ruling the world now?"

Treatment is to treat diseases and also to manage.

Chen Changsheng said: "I believe that senior brother has this ability, and I am also learning."

Mrs. Tang was silent for a long time and suddenly said, "What was your first feeling when you walked into the old house?"

Chen Changsheng thought about it seriously and said, "It's more ordinary than I thought. Even the plaques on the door feel very deliberate and ordinary."

For ordinary families, even for those from famous and authentic families, the plaques on the door of the Tang family's old house are a supreme honor. But to the Tang family, these honors seem a bit deliberate, because the Tang family does not need these, and these will dilute the mystery of the Tang family. In Chen Changsheng's words, they make them look ordinary.

Mr. Tang said: "Because the old house is a very ordinary courtyard. The reason why it is extraordinary is because all the heads of the Tang family have lived here."

Chen Changsheng understood what the old man meant.

Many people think that Mr. Tang's mystery is because he has never fought with anyone, because the Tang family is so scary that no one dares to show any disrespect to him. His real realm may not be as scary as the legend says.

What Mr. Tang said to Chen Changsheng today was very clear.

The reason why the Tang family is so scary is because all the heads of the Tang family are very powerful, including the old man himself.

Chen Changsheng said: "But the fact that you are willing to see me in my old house means that you are at least willing to listen to a few words from me."

Mr. Tang said: "I haven't seen outsiders for many years. You are the fifth outsider I have seen in my old house over the years."

Chen Changsheng knew that Su Li and Wang Po must be among these five people, but he didn't know if Mo Yu had seen Mr. Tang when he came to Wenshui. If not, who were the other two people?

"Xu Yourong." Old Mrs. Tang said, "I have a good relationship with her. I am willing to see you today largely because I am curious about what kind of person she likes."

This time Chen Changsheng was really surprised. He only found out last night that Xu Yourong had come to Wenshui to see the Tang family's uncle, Mr. Fang, before going into seclusion. He didn't expect that she still had such a relationship with the Tang family. He was puzzled to think that although Xu Yourong She is a southern saint, and she has enough status to talk to Mr. Tang. However, there are countless years between the two parties, and there is no similarity at all. Why would the old man say that he has a good relationship with her?

Mr. Tang said: "There are countless kinds of relationships in the world, such as friendship, family, comrades, emotions, business, and allies... Each of these relationships has its own inconveniences and entanglements. No matter how many hypocrisies or concessions there are, there is only one relationship that is the most real and simple, and can See clearly what the other person is thinking without having to think too hard.”

Chen Changsheng asked: "What is the relationship?"

Mr. Tang put down his teacup, tapped the table twice, and said, "Player."

Chen Changsheng was stunned for a long time.

Only then did he notice that the table in front of Mr. Tang was not an ordinary dining table. It was square in shape and made of the most precious and hard iron pear wood. The tabletop was extremely smooth, but if you look closely, you could see that there were many fine lines on it. It can be imagined that it must have been worn out by something hard over the years. Then he discovered that there were small flat boxes hidden on each side of the table. Was this used to store banknotes and copper coins?

It turns out this is a card table.

Mr. Tang has been playing cards at this table for hundreds of years and has had countless poker partners.

I don’t know when he started to have a new poker friend.

That was a little girl from Nanxizhai.

"Yourong likes to play cards?" Chen Changsheng found it a bit hard to imagine.

"Not only does she like her, but she plays her very well. Even I can't compare to her. I have thought about calling Po'er back many times."

Mr. Tang's eyes were like the old well in the courtyard, calm but bottomless: "But it's obvious that you don't like playing cards, let alone not good at playing cards. In this case, I suggest you not go to the well from the beginning. table."

After saying this, he picked up the teacup and drank it slowly, regardless of whether the tea was hot or cold.

Serving tea is to see off guests. After drinking half of the tea in the cup, the guests should retreat.

Chen Changsheng didn't think so.

He has read Taoism thoroughly, knows astronomy and geography, and countless sword techniques, but he doesn't know how to write difficult characters.

He looked at Mrs. Tang and said, "You may really not know what I want to say."

Mrs. Tang stopped talking.

Let the strong wind howl, how could there be ripples at the bottom of the ancient well?

Mr. Tang doesn’t want to listen, so who can force him to listen?

"You drank my tea." Chen Changsheng said.

Mr. Tang said: "So what? And this is my tea."

Chen Changsheng said: "When I was at the old temple in Xining, my senior brothers were the ones doing the cooking and distributing the tea. Over the years, I have only poured tea for one person."

Mrs. Tang was a little interested and asked: "Who?"

Chen Changsheng thought about those nights in the Baicao Garden, and felt a little complicated, and said, "The Holy Queen."