The uncle in Jiaer Lane wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "Brother Tang, have you misunderstood something? I don't have the courage to participate in family affairs with a foreign surname."
Tang Thirty-Six looked at him and laughed, and said, "I said, uncle, it's already this time, can't everyone make things easier? Ning Shiwei is your nephew, and you made such a fool of yourself. Think your wife will let you go? Think about it quickly."
Before the last Tang Qiye could speak, Tang Thirty-Six suppressed his smile, looked at him and said seriously: "Seventh Aunt has been slept by Second Uncle for so many years, don't you know?"
Tang Qiye's face became extremely ugly, but unexpectedly, he calmed down again after a while.
"Of course I know you know, but no one knew about it before except me. Now that I've told the truth about it, can you still pretend not to know?"
Tang Thirty-Six looked at him with pity, and said, "How to solve this matter now? Helping me get rid of Second Uncle is your only choice."
The old priest of the Tang family has been standing by the card table.
Regardless of any secrets involved in the conversation in this game, his expression did not change.
But in the end, he looked at Tang Thirty-Six with an expression of admiration after all.
The three elders whom he called into the ancestral hall today are not very conspicuous in the Tang family on weekdays. Only few people know that they are the real right-hand men of the second master of the Tang family, and his conversation with these three elders , the mind is not deep, and the means are not so great, but... very suitable.
He knew what these three elders were most afraid of, what they cared about most, and what their truest temperament was.
This kind of understanding is the most terrifying thing, and it is also the most necessary quality to become the head of the Tang family.
An hour finally arrived.
Wenshui City left Tang Thirty-Six's hands and returned to Mrs. Tang's hands.
The door of the ancestral hall was closed again, and it is not known whether there will be a day when it will be opened again.
The three elders left with different emotions, and the last game of cards on the table was not over yet.
The old priest of the Tang family did not leave, but still stood behind Tang Thirty-Six.
He was waiting for news from the Tang family's old house.
That news will determine what he should do.
It's not about right or wrong, it's about winning or losing.
Such is the way of merchants.
Winners take all, losers go.
If Tang Thirty-Six wins, he will leave alive.
If he loses, he probably won't die because of Chen Changsheng's relationship, but there should be no day when he leaves.
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The poker game in the Tang family's old house ended earlier, when the old man heard that Tang Sanshiliu had sent someone to Jiming Nunnery outside the city to order a vegetarian meal.
In fact, until the end of an hour, that Xi Suzhai was still in the back kitchen of Jiming Nunnery, and had not had time to prepare it.
The wind and snow fell in the small courtyard of the old house without any sound, just like the arrival of the skinny old man, it would not alarm anyone.
The King of Ling Hai stared at the skinny old man's face, feeling increasingly familiar.
The skinny old man walked into the room, and several pairs of eyes cast over him.
Even Zhexiu felt a little nervous, not because of his identity as a skinny old man, but because of what he was going to say next.
Chen Changsheng wasn't nervous, he was just making preparations silently. If what happened next couldn't change Mrs. Tang's mind, then he had no choice but to resort to other means.
He didn't want to use that method. Although he had a very powerful helper outside Wenshui City, he didn't want the matter to develop to that point.
But no matter what, he would not let Tang Thirty-Six continue to be imprisoned in the Tang family's ancestral hall.
The skinny old man first saluted Mrs. Tang, and then Chen Changsheng, just like when he first appeared in the old house.
Chen Changsheng didn't know the real identity of the skinny old man, but seeing the respect Mrs. Tang showed him, he knew that this person must come from an extraordinary background, so he returned the gift seriously.
Old Mrs. Tang asked, "What's the result?"
The skinny old man said calmly, "The Pope is right. The uncle was indeed poisoned. It was arranged by the second master. I have already sent someone to the Longevity School to ask for the antidote."
Hearing these words, Chen Changsheng and Zhexiu looked at each other, and finally relaxed a little.
Old Mrs. Tang didn't have much reaction, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Thank you for your hard work."
He didn't ask the skinny old man specific things, such as evidence, such as motives.
As if no matter what the skinny old man said, he would believe it.
The king of Ling Hai became more and more curious outside the house, who is this skinny old man, what is the execution hall of the Tang family, and why did he gain the trust of Mrs. Tang so much
The skinny old man walked out of the old house.
Looking at his back, the King of Ling Hai finally remembered who this person was, his expression changed slightly, and he said, "You are Wei Shangshu?"
Hearing this, Eulin's expression also changed suddenly, and she looked at the skinny old man.
The skinny old man didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't stop under his feet, and soon disappeared into the wind and snow outside the old house.
Chen Changsheng didn't know who Wei Shangshu was, but seeing the reaction of the King of Ling Hai and Yu Lin, he thought he must be a very remarkable person.
But he didn't have a chance to ask at this time, because just after the skinny old man left, someone came to the old house again.
Like the arrival of the skinny old man, it was also silent, neither the two state religion magnates nor Chen Changsheng and the other three people noticed.
The person who came was a blind luthier.
The blind luthier ignored the rest of the people in the room, did not salute Chen Changsheng, and said directly to Mrs. Tang: "That monster is hiding in the second master's manor. It is indeed of the Huangquan lineage. It is practicing the Longevity Sect, isn't it?" Good thing."
After a moment of silence, Mrs. Tang said, "There's no reason why I can't stay."
The meaning of this sentence is very clear. In the eyes of the old man, since the blind luthier made a move, no matter how tricky the monster is, there is no way to escape.
The blind luthier was silent for a long time, and said, "I can't bear it."
Old Mrs. Tang also felt a little emotional when he heard the words, and said: "The past is no longer there, why bother to remember it."
The blind luthier said: "That is the last ray of my soul, I always want to save some time in this world."
After listening to this conversation, Chen Changsheng realized the meaning after a while, and was very shocked.
According to his judgment and analysis, Chu Su is a first-class descendant of Huang Quan, and the greatest possibility is the result of beheading the body of the previous suzerain of the Longevity Sect.
The blind luthier said that it was the last ray of spirit of his younger brother... Could it be that his younger brother was the previous suzerain of the Longevity Sect
Doesn't that mean that the blind luthier is the senior brother of the suzerain
Then he is the very senior elder of the Longevity Sect, maybe even the only previous elder
Such a person is hiding in Tang's house for worship