The second master of the Tang family gradually suppressed his smile, looked at him and said, "The Pope really wants to humiliate our Tang family?"
Chen Changsheng stared at a certain place outside the hall, and said: "I didn't think about humiliating anyone, but that guy often deliberately misinterprets my meaning to satisfy his own evil tastes. For example, now, he will definitely say that I humiliate you. It's you, it has nothing to do with the Tang family, because what qualifications do you have to represent the Tang family?"
This is the most important sentence.
Although this sentence was said by Chen Changsheng in the name of Tang Thirty-Six, it was obviously what he wanted to say.
The state religion disagreed with Erfang inheriting the Tang family, and even did not want to have any dialogue and negotiation with Erfang, so he firmly stood by the longfang.
This is something that has already been judged clearly. But before today, the second master of the Tang family would inevitably imagine some other possibilities. With the imperial court clearly in power and Tang's patriarch obviously losing power, is it possible for Li Gong to give up his original idea and try to win over him, the real head of the Tang family
If this really happens, the Tang family's position will be more important, and they will be more comfortable, and they will be able to gain more benefits.
Now Chen Changsheng's words directly declared that this possibility no longer existed.
The second master of the Tang family was not very disappointed, but felt the pressure again.
This meant that if he wanted to become the head of the Tang family, he first had to pass the test of Chen Changsheng.
Although he was very confident and had the full support of the imperial court and Shang Xingzhou, but this time, his opponent was the entire state religion.
"I don't want to humiliate the Tang family, in fact, I don't want to humiliate you either. I just really don't like your smile."
Chen Changsheng's voice was still so calm, just like his expression at this time.
It might seem impolite to say something like that in person, but at least it's honest.
"Wang Po doesn't like to smile like this either... When he first saw me laughing like this in the old house, he wanted to punch me in the face."
The second master of the Tang family said: "But even today, he is already a strong man in the sacred field, but I still laugh like this, and he still has nothing to do with me. My lord, if you really don't like my laughing like this, then Close your eyes, or try to get used to it."
Compared with Chen Changsheng's words, his attitude was more rude and tough.
The meaning of this sentence is very clear and simple.
Don't think about intervening in the affairs of the Tang family, and don't have the ability to intervene, so please pretend you don't know, or...be patient.
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Whether it is the main hall or the back hall, Wenshuidao Hall is magnificent, comparable to the other halls of the Li Palace.
Because for countless years, the Tang family in Wenshui City has contributed too much wealth to the state religion.
Or it was for this reason that the Tang family's priests and followers did not feel awe when looking at the Dao Temple, but instead had a sense of pride in looking at their own property.
The second master of the Tang family had been in the apse for a long time, but there was no sound. The expressions of the two priests gradually became serious, and the attendants couldn't wait to rush in.
If it weren't for the two archbishops guarding the outside of the hall, if it wasn't for His Majesty the Pope in the hall, and if it was still normal, the people of the Tang family would have done such a thing.
The two priests looked at each other, seeing the vigilance in each other's eyes, and imperceptibly sent a message to the outside of the forest.
There was no sound of breaking wind in the woods, but there were several extremely slight breath fluctuations faintly, and even the formation of the Dao Temple was not detected.
Bishop Wenshui guarded here with dozens of priests and even more cavalry.
On a certain tree in the depths of the winter forest, Zhe Xiu was holding Moshuai's flag sword, with his eyes closed, as if he was resting his mind, but his spiritual sense was always following those auras.
If the Tang family really dared to risk the power of the world and not take action for the evil, the men brought by the two priests would never be able to rush into the Taoist hall, because the King of Linghai and Yulin were there, and these men hidden in the woods should also It died cleanly in a short time.
Naturally, the Tang family would not do such a stupid act. Their real preparations should be in other directions.
The back garden of the Taoist Palace is on the bank of Wenshui River, on the opposite bank is a long embankment, and behind the embankment are restaurants and private houses.
The doors of the two residential houses on the upper and lower reaches of more than two hundred feet apart are closed, and the light inside is dim. There are many people hidden in it, and there are several heavy iron boxes-the iron boxes contain mountain-breaking axes, this kind of ordnance designed by the Tang family. It is often used to cut off the sharp and hard front claws of wolf riders on the battlefield, but today it is used to cut off the two heavy iron chains on Wenshui.
When the iron chain is broken, the Wenshui River, which has been calm for many years, will pour into more than ten iron-clad ships with more than ten divine crossbows installed on board.
At this time, the sewer pipe leading to the Dao Temple was already covered with a black viscous oily substance, and I don't know what it was for.
The setting sun is reflected on the restaurant, and the scenery on the second floor is better, and you can see farther.
Rob sat by the railing, drinking wine facing the setting sun, silently counting how long it had been since the second master of the Tang family had entered the palace.
There are many strong people in the national religion. Logically speaking, even if the Tang family has prepared for a long time, they can handle it.
The problem is that those are not all the strengths of the Tang family.
Rob looked downstairs.
The setting sun hangs in Wenshui, and the evening clouds gather in the night, and the trees on the shore seem to have turned into red maples.
A blind luthier plays the lute by the water.
Seven vendors, six yamen servants, three fortune tellers, two old men selling sesame candy and a little girl buying cosmetics were on the street.
It's like yesterday.
Looking at these pictures, Rob remained silent, thinking that the strength of the Tang family was really unfathomable.
Is that guy really going to be in trouble today
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"In that case, why did you come to see me?" Chen Changsheng looked at the second master of the Tang family and asked.
The second master of the Tang family said: "This is Wenshui City. As the master, of course I have to come over to greet you and see if there is any lack of hospitality. This is a courtesy."
Chen Changsheng was quiet for a while, and said, "I see."
This is the meaning of seeing off guests after reviewing.
Naturally, the second master of the Tang family would not leave just like this, he hasn't met the person he wants to see yet.
"You have a friend in Wenshui. Coincidentally, I also have a friend in Li Palace. His name is Baishi."
He said to Chen Changsheng: "I don't know where he is at this time. It's rare for an old friend to meet again. I want to treat him to a drink."
Chen Changsheng said: "Unfortunately, he can't drink this glass of wine because he is already dead."
He was very calm, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.
The second master of the Tang family could no longer maintain his calm, his expression slowly changed, and then he laughed silently again.
This time, there was something unclear in his smile, and there was more chill.
"Has the Pope ever thought that your friend may also be dead?"
He stared into Chen Changsheng's eyes.
Chen Changsheng was still very calm: "No, because I'm not dead yet."
This is confidence.
He is the Pope.
As long as he was alive, who would dare to kill his friend
The second master of the Tang family stared at him for a long time, then suddenly said: "Master Pope may not know something, my elder brother is seriously ill, and has been lingering for more than two years. likely to die, and the disease . . . is likely to be hereditary."
Chen Changsheng said: "Then why didn't you get sick? So in my opinion, this disease can't be hereditary, my friend won't get sick."
The voice of the second master of the Tang family became even colder: "Who can say for sure about illness?"
Chen Changsheng stared into his eyes, and said word by word: "I'm sure, if I don't allow him to get sick, he won't be able to get sick."