On the Internet, Tang Wan posted these videos on Weibo, which quickly caused an uproar. Netizens were discussing excitedly, and suddenly found that Tang Wan's live broadcast room had been unblocked! And the most awesome thing is: The Imperial Genetic Safety Department officially issued a notice: These pets have no problems, thank you pet bloggers for their cooperation.
Only then did the netizens react, and it was whitewashed! It was cleared that afternoon, which is too fast.
Those who said that Tang Wan committed crimes were slapped in the face one after another. The fans who had always supported Tang Wan stood up instantly, raised their swords and counterattacked fiercely. The rational centrists also expressed their congratulations. Fortunately, they were not fake. Scholars will cry to death in the toilet.
Netizens are not stupid either. Reminiscent of the previous story that Tang Wan was "reported by many people", many people understand that there must be something tricky in it, wondering if Tang Wan is too popular, who offended
But what more people care about is: Is the testing location really the Marshal's Mansion? What is the relationship between bloggers and marshals
There are a lot of people who are concerned about this matter. Netizens turned into Di Renjie, Sherlock Holmes and Conan students one after another, trying to find out whether Tang Wan is joking or really lives in the Marshal's Mansion through the clues. It's a pity that Tang Wan hardly talks about his personal life, doesn't gossip, doesn't stir up scandals, and doesn't rely on his face, but relies on his skillful hands and the ability to summon furry pets to attract fans. Regarding his private life, apart from knowing that he is a man, probably because he has a partner, and the partner is not in good health, I don't know anything else.
Some people also speculate whether this blogger is Mrs. Marshal, who is also of Asian descent. And took out the news that only one outline was photographed as evidence.
This statement was quickly rejected by many Di Renjie, Sherlock Holmes, and Conan children. The reason is: Mr. Marshal is so strong, how can he use a wheelchair? !
No way, the invincible image of Zonghe is so established in the hearts of the people of the empire, the people of the empire can't imagine what the image of the god of war in a wheelchair is in their minds.
Besides, when Marshal Zonghe got off the battleship by himself when he returned to the Emperor Star, many reporters took pictures of it. Admitting that this blogger is the wife of the Marshal is tantamount to admitting that Marshal Zonghe was once weak enough to use a wheelchair. It's nonsense.
Tang Wan, on the other hand, habitually pretended to be blind.
He doesn't bother to explain what other people like to say, and he doesn't like strangers interfering in his private life too much, just one sentence: Believe it or not.
In the evening, Tang Wan saw off all the staff members of the Imperial Gene Security Department, and watched Zhu Kun walk out with X-shaped legs, holding his chin, wondering, "What's wrong with him? X-shaped legs are getting worse?"
Lin Bo also rested his chin on the side, with the same innocent face as Tang Wan: "I don't know, young people nowadays just don't pay attention to calcium supplementation."
That night Zhu Kun was found to have acute urinary retention, unable to urinate even if he wanted to. Unexpectedly, after he was cured, he suffered from mental frequent urination, and he wanted to urinate whenever he was nervous. As a result, Zhu Kun has been unable to find a job since he was fired, because he is nervous when interviewing, and when he is nervous, he will pee his pants. No boss wants such an employee.
Later, in order to support his family, Zhu Kun went to Huangxing to plant trees.
And Alvin, the second young master of the Marquis Mansion who caused this incident, was also locked up by his father. When the old Marquis of Keppel received the report from Zonghe, he almost fainted in anger, held up his cane and beat his younger son several times, as if to die, Marshal Zonghe did not care about them and let them go Live! The emperor is his cousin, the real emperor's relative, and he still holds the military power. He really wants to cause trouble. You don't even know how you died!
The old marquis, who was still out of breath, immediately received a message from the young Duke of Tang, which probably meant: I don't need to be a waste of trouble for the Duke, so don't let me see him again.
The old Marquis of Keppel really fainted from anger, he offended the Marshal of the Empire, and offended the family of the Duke of Tang, this villain!
The housekeeper stood behind the young master, and exchanged glances with the young master calmly. At this point, not only did the second young master fail to hook up with the big ship of the Duke's mansion, but his position in the old Marquis' heart plummeted, and the position of the Patriarch could be settled. , However, this price is a bit high. Will have to fix it later.
That night, the old Marquis and his wife came to the Marshal's Mansion to plead guilty.
When Tang Wan got the news, he was already lying down, and he was also tired. After cooking so many dishes at noon, and checking and recording in the afternoon, he didn't want to move anymore. Seeing that he was tired, Zong He said, "You don't have to get up when you're tired, as long as Lin Bo takes care of it."
Tang Wan sat up lazily, "He is a nobleman, a marquis, and his title is not low."
Zong He didn't take it seriously, "So what, I also inherited my father's title, and I'm older than him. You are my partner, so how can they meet whenever they want? The prince will call you uncle when he sees you."
Tang Wan thought about it, and immediately lay down again without any hesitation.
Zong He pawed his head in satisfaction, "Sleep when you're tired."
There is no impenetrable wall in the world, Dixing's aristocratic circle is so large, and the interpersonal relationship is complicated. Soon, the inner circle of the aristocrats knew that Tang Wan, the cute anchor, was the newlywed partner protected by Marshal Zong He.
I wanted to check Tang Wan's identity before, but I couldn't find the nobles. He suddenly realized, no wonder they couldn't find it, and the marshal was too protective.
However, even if they knew, they would know what to say and what not to say. Zong He didn't personally admit that Tang Wan was his partner, so they couldn't say it in advance. Usually the marshal wanted to make a statement to the outside world, but Tang Wan refused to let it go because he was too arrogant, and he had to leave a way for others to survive. This is not good.
In fact, Tang Wan thought more about it. He was worried that he would recruit Zong He on the Internet. There was too much right and wrong in a job like an Internet celebrity, and sometimes he couldn't tell clearly. Zong He has made great achievements in battle and is a hero of the people of the empire. Since he is a partner, he must maintain the image of a hero. It is okay to discredit him, but discredit Zong He, no!
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In the mansion of the Duke of Tang, as the leading aristocrat in the empire, the Duke of Tang has been married to the royal family for generations and is famous.
In the huge home, the air seemed to be still, and the silence was terrifying. Tang Tingye sat alone on the windowsill, facing out of the window, with his sleeves rolled up, showing a beautiful wrist bone. He holds a paintbrush in his hand and an easel in front of him, and he is meticulously drawing a portrait. It was late at night, and the portrait gradually took shape, which was clearly Tang Wan's appearance.
The young man with a calm demeanor came up behind him with a cup of hot tea, and said respectfully, "Master, it's late at night, and I have to go to school tomorrow."
The little duke still painted the eyebrows and eyes of the person in the painting on his own, with a condensed expression. She took off her elegant coat, and her black eyes were as deep as the sea, as if a dangerous vortex was hidden.
The young man glanced at the person on the painting, and reminded him respectfully: "Master, you have to restrain yourself."
"Of course I know what I'm going to do. I can't see him now. It's not the time yet." The little duke lowered his eyes, concealing the complex emotions in his eyes, and gently lowered his hand again, stroke by stroke, drawing the person on the painting. The description is clear, "However, he turned out to be that mysterious anchor, did I cause him trouble?"
The people standing behind him were silent and listened quietly.
The little duke chuckled, put down his pen, looked at the person on the screen and said softly: "I have always been very interested in this marshal's wife, and I have an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Looking at the silhouette on that news, I just I know, it's him, he came back, but he doesn't recognize me, he must be angry with me."
At this time, a series of footsteps came from upstairs. A handsome and elegant young man in his twenties, wearing a delicate white dress, came down from upstairs and stood on the stairs. He saw the painting downstairs at a glance. The calm expression changed.
The little duke raised his head and said with a smile, "Brother isn't asleep yet?"
Tang Yu frowned, and looked at the little duke sternly, "Ting Ye, who did you draw?"
The little duke hooked his lips, "Who am I drawing, you don't know?"
Annoyance flashed in Tang Yu's eyes, he went downstairs to the little duke, and reminded him in a cold voice: "What you are doing now is enough to pay for the entire family, don't touch that bottom line, we can't afford the consequences. "
The little duke sneered, staring at his elder brother's eyes gloomyly, his eyes flashed, and he turned into a gentle and elegant look again, "Brother, just be a good princess, I will tell you about family matters." Forget it, don't worry."
Tang Yu had never seen Tang Tingye's expression before. He was frightened by the sternness in Tang Tingye's eyes, and stood there in a daze, as if roots had grown under his feet, unable to move.
When he saw him, Tang Tingye was a well-behaved child, docile, filial, and well-behaved. Over the years, he has grown up, becoming elegant and calm. He has become a perfect heir to the Duke's mansion, but his eyes have not changed. He is always so kind and courteous to his family. Tang Yu never thought that Tang Tingye would have such eyes. Looking again, there is still an elegant and gentle young man in front of him, looking at him with a smile, as if everything just now was his illusion.
Thinking of the sarcasm in the little duke's words, Tang Yu turned cold, making sure that he was right, Tang Tingye didn't like him. Tang Yu felt his breath stuck in his chest, so angry and scared that he couldn't say a word.
Tang Tingye carefully put away the portrait, and said to Tang Yu: "It's getting late, and my brother should go to bed early. Father and mother are not at home these two days, so don't relax and study."
"Ting Ye!" Tang Yu took a deep breath, his voice could not hide his sadness, "I have always treated you like my own brother for so many years, don't you have a little bit in your heart..."
The little duke turned his head and smiled gently: "I know, brother, go to bed early."
Tang Yu inexplicably felt a chill all over, clenched his fists tightly, unable to speak a word. He understood that in Tang Tingye's heart, there was only one person for his elder brother, and his half-brother would always be the enemy who replaced his elder brother's perfect life. However, he couldn't say these words, because the whole family was deceived by Tang Tingye's perfect acting skills, even his mother felt that Tang Tingye's performance was better than him. If he, the princess, wants to stand firm, he will have to rely on his younger brother's help in the future.
After going up a few stairs, Tang Tingye stopped suddenly, put his index finger to his lips with a smile, gave a soft "shh", and said softly, "Don't say it, otherwise, hehe."
Tang Yu trembled all over, paled, and nodded slightly.
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After the "fake cute pet" storm, Tang Wan didn't live broadcast for a week, and didn't post any news on Weibo, until the fans who were waiting to feed were panicked, worried that Tang Wan would no longer live broadcast due to this stimulation, and vomited blood on Weibo every day begging Tang After Wan showed up, it was only a week later that Tang Wan slowly posted a Weibo: Live broadcast at 3 o'clock in the afternoon~
The fans finally saw the dawn, hugged Tang Wan crying and acted like a baby: You are back, I thought you were going to quit the circle!
What is the relationship between you and the marshal, what is the relationship!
Hundreds of millions of blood books begging for a live broadcast!
The observation report has not been written for several days, please release all the pets!
I'm studying the living habits of creatures on the ancient earth. I haven't written all the information yet. Please live broadcast!
Live broadcast, must live broadcast! I can't sleep thinking about Jin Xiaopang!
What is your relationship with the Marshal? I really want to know!
Is the marshal in good health? When will you officially return to the military
Don't ask upstairs, he's already offline.
Fans: "…"
Tang Wan fell asleep at noon, and didn't get up until almost three o'clock. After a brief combing, he turned on the live broadcast with Jin Xiaopang in his arms, and greeted everyone lazily: "Hi~ kids, everyone Good afternoon~"
The comments scrolled up quickly, so fast that people couldn't tell what the audience was talking about. They had so many questions to ask! What is the relationship between you and the Marshal! ! ! Is the testing location really the Marshal's Mansion? ?