Way of Choices

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

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Mrs. 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 became the emperor and the other became the pope, why not let them do it themselves."

The young eagles have left the nest and started learning to fly. The young saplings are already strong and no longer afraid of wind and rain. Then they should be allowed to grow freely.

Only in this way can an eagle soar into the sky, can it rise in the sky and get more rain and dew.

"The old temple in Xining Town gave me all the books, and everything else was left to my brother. No matter how big the family business is, it will be passed on to the juniors after all."

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

Mrs. Tang said nothing.

The old housekeeper did not know where he came from, and took away the dishes on the table at the fastest speed without making any sound.

A teapot and two cups were added on the table later, but the tea in the pot was not poured into the cup.

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

He raised the teapot and filled the cup in front of Mrs. Tang, and then filled the cup in front of him.

He felt as if he had returned to that year, back to the stone table in the Baicao Garden, and the final tension also disappeared, truly calming down.

Mrs. Tang clearly perceives the change of his state of mind, revealing a look of appreciation.

"I don't like the word "home world"." He said to Chen Changsheng: "But do you think you are qualified now and capable of governing the world?"

Governance is to cure disease and governance.

Chen Changsheng said: "I believe that Brother has this ability, as far as I am also studying."

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

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

For ordinary families, even for those who are famous and authentic, the plaques on the door of the Tang's old house are all glory. But for the Tang family, these glory seems a little deliberate, because the Tang family does not need these, but these will dilute the mystery of the Tang family, in Chen Changsheng's words, it seems ordinary.

Mrs. Tang said: "Because the old mansion is a very common yard, the reason why it is not ordinary is because all the Tang's family heads lived here."

Chen Changsheng understood the meaning of the old lady.

Many people think that Mr. Tang’s mystery is because he has never played with people. Because the Tang family is too terrible, no one dares to have no respect for him. His real state may not be as terrible as the legend.

Today, Mrs. Tang said this to Chen Changsheng very clearly.

The reason why the Tang family is so terrible is because the family owners of the Tang family are very powerful, including the old man himself.

Chen Changsheng said: "But you are willing to see me in the old house, indicating that you are willing to listen to me at least say a few words."

Mrs. Tang said: "I haven't seen an outsider for many years. You are the fifth outsider I have seen in my old house in recent years."

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

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

This time Chen Changsheng was really surprised. He only knew last night that Xu Yourong had come to Wenshui to see the doctor for the uncle of Tang's parents before he died. He didn't expect that she had this relationship with the Tang family. It’s the Southern Saint, who has enough identities to talk to Mrs. Tang, but there are countless years between the two sides, and there is no connection at all. Why would the old lady say that she has a good relationship with her?

Mrs. Tang said: "There are countless relationships in the world, allies of friendship, affection and the same robes... These relationships have their own inconveniences and their own tangles. For every hypocrisy or concession, there is only one relationship that is the most real and simple and can See each other’s thoughts clearly without having to worry too much.”

Chen Changsheng asked: "What is the relationship?"

Mrs. Tang put down the teacup, tapped the table twice, and said, "Brand friend."

Chen Changsheng was stunned for a long time.

He only noticed that the table in front of Mrs. Tang is not an ordinary dining table. The table is square and made of the most precious and hard iron pear wood. The table is extremely smooth, but if you look closely, you can see that there are many fine lines on it. It can be imagined that it should be grinded by hard things over the years. Then he found that there was a small flat box hidden on each side of the table. Is this used to hold silver tickets and copper coins?

It turned out that this is a card table.

At this table, Mrs. Tang doesn't know how many hundred years of cards have been played and how many players have been changed.

I don't know when he started, he had a new player.

It was a little girl from Nanxizhai.

"Yourong likes to play cards?" Chen Changsheng felt a little unimaginable.

"Not only do I like it, but also play very well, even I can't count her, I have thought about it many times, do you want to call Poer back."

Mrs. Tang’s eyes are like the old well in the courtyard, calm and calm but not bottomed out: “But obviously you don’t like playing cards, and you’re not good at playing cards. table."

After finishing this sentence, he picked up the tea cup, and ignored the hot or cold tea, drinking slowly.

Duancha is to give away the guests. After drinking half of the tea in the cup, the guest should retreat after some difficulty.

Chen Changsheng doesn't think so.

He read Dao Zang through, knew astronomy and geography, and countless swordsmanship, but did not know how to write difficult words.

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

Mrs. Tang no longer speaks.

How can the bottom of the ancient well rise when the wind screams?

Mrs. Tang doesn't want to listen, who can force him to listen?

"You drank my tea." Chen Changsheng said.

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

Chen Changsheng said: "When I was in the old temple in Xining, I was making tea and making tea. I have only poured tea for one person in these years."

Mrs. Tang was interested and asked, "Who?"

Thinking about the nights in the Baicao Garden, Chen Changsheng felt a bit complicated, and said, "The Queen Mother."

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