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Old Mrs. Tang looked into his eyes and said, "Even if he teaches an emperor or a pope, he still doesn't have the qualifications?"
Chen Changsheng said calmly: "Since one has become the emperor and the other has become the pope, why not let them do it themselves."
The young eagles have already left the nest and started to learn to fly, and the young saplings are no longer afraid of the wind and rain, so they should be allowed to grow freely.
Only in this way can we become an eagle soaring in the sky, soaring into the sky, and get more rain, dew and sunshine.
"In the old temple in Xining Town, all the books were given to me, and everything else was left to the elder brother. No matter how big the family business is, it will eventually be passed on to the younger generations."
Chen Changsheng continued: "What's more, this is the world, not Master's home alone."
Old Mrs. Tang didn't speak.
The steward of the old house walked over from nowhere, and took away the dishes on the table as quickly as possible without making any sound.
Later, there was an extra teapot and two cups on the table, but the tea in the pot was not poured into the cups.
Chen Changsheng formally saluted Mrs. 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 Mrs. Tang, and then filled the teacup in front of himself.
He felt as if he had returned to the past, returned to the stone table in the Herb Garden, and the last tension disappeared, and he truly calmed down.
Old Mrs. Tang clearly sensed the change in his mood, showing a look of appreciation.
"I don't like the word "family world," he said to Chen Changsheng, "but do you think you are qualified and capable of ruling the world?"
To cure is to treat a disease and also to manage it.
Chen Changsheng said: "I believe that brother has this ability, as for me, I am also learning."
Mrs. Tang was silent for a long time for the first time, and suddenly said: "When you walked into the old house, what was your first feeling?"
Chen Changsheng thought about it seriously, and said, "It's more ordinary than I imagined, even the plaques on the door, it feels very deliberate, deliberately looking ordinary."
For ordinary families, even for those 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 seemed a bit deliberate, because the Tang family didn't need them, and these would dilute the mystery of the Tang family. In Chen Changsheng's words, they just seemed ordinary.
Old Mrs. Tang said: "Because the old house is a very ordinary courtyard. The reason why it is not ordinary is that the successive heads of the Tang family have lived here."
Chen Changsheng understood what the old man meant.
Many people think that Mrs. Tang's mystery is because he has never fought against anyone, because the Tang family is too terrifying, and no one dares to show any disrespect to him. His real state may not be as scary as the legends say.
What Old Master Tang said to Chen Changsheng today was very clear.
The reason why the Tang family is so terrifying is because the previous patriarchs of the Tang family were all powerful, including the old man himself.
Chen Changsheng said: "But you are willing to meet me in the old house, which means that you are at least willing to listen to a few words from me."
Old Mrs. Tang said: "I haven't seen outsiders for many years. You are the fifth outsider I have seen in the old house in these years."
Chen Changsheng knew that there must be Su Li and Wang Po among these five people, but he didn't know if Mo Yu had seen Mrs. Tang when he came to Wenshui. If not, who were the other two
"Xu Yourong." Old Master Tang said, "I have a good relationship with her. I am willing to meet 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 a doctor for Tang's patriarch, Mr. Fang, before he was locked up. He didn't expect that there was such a relationship between her and the Tang family. She is a saintess from the south, and she has enough status to talk to Mrs. Tang, but there are countless years between the two parties, and there is no connection at all. Why would the old man say that she has a good relationship with her
Mrs. Tang said: "There are countless kinds of relationships in the world, such as friendship, family, fellowship, business and road allies... Each of these relationships has its own inconveniences, each has its own entanglements, no matter how hypocritical or compromised, there is only one relationship that is the most real and simple, and can be clearly understood. You can see what the other person is thinking without having to think too much about it.”
Chen Changsheng asked, "What's the relationship?"
Old Mrs. Tang put down his teacup, tapped the table lightly twice, and said, "Cardmate."
Chen Changsheng was stunned for a long time.
Only then did he notice that the table in front of Mrs. Tang was not an ordinary dining table. It was square in shape and made of the most precious and hard iron pear wood. It can be imagined that it should be worn out by some hard things over the years. Then he discovered that there was a small flat box hidden on each of the four sides of the table, which was used to put silver bills and copper coins
It turned out to be a card table.
Mrs. Tang has played cards at this table for hundreds of years, and has changed many players.
I don't know since when, he had a new poker friend.
It was a little girl from Nanxizhai.
"You Rong likes to play cards?" Chen Changsheng felt a little unimaginable.
"Not only do I like her, but she plays so well that I can't even count her as her. I have wondered whether I should call Po'er back many times."
Mrs. Tang's eyes were like the old well in the courtyard, calm and unwavering but bottomless: "But it's obvious that you don't like playing cards, and you're not good at playing cards. If that's the case, I suggest you not to play cards from the very 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 the guests. If you drink half of the tea in the cup, the guests should retreat in spite of difficulties.
Chen Changsheng didn't think so.
He has read Dao Zang 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."
Old Mrs. Tang stopped talking.
Let the wind howl, how can there be waves at the bottom of the ancient well
Old Mrs. Tang didn't want to hear it, so who could force him to
"You drank my tea." Chen Changsheng said.
Old Mrs. Tang said: "So what? And this is my tea."
Chen Changsheng said: "When I was in the old temple in Xining, it was my brother who made and divided the tea. Over the years, I have only poured tea for one person."
Mrs. Tang was a little interested and asked, "Who?"
Thinking about those nights in the Herb Garden, Chen Changsheng felt a little complicated, and said, "The Holy Empress."