Rob listened quietly for a while and said that such stories of fierce slaves bullying the master are very common in all families.

The dog barked at the owner, and the sound became louder and louder, or because it was crazy, it might be because it wanted to defect to the new owner.

In order to prove their loyalty to the new owner, these dogs would never mind barking at the original owner, or even biting them hard.

He ignored the few drunken officials at the corner gate, fell into the gorgeous courtyard, and came to the window of the main house.

Even though it was late at night, the lights were still on in the room, or because the owner of the house had been sleeping for too long, he was about to fall asleep for a long time, so he didn't want to sleep.

The shell oil produced in Zhuozhou will not have any smoke, will not smoke the eyes, and the light will be very beautiful. It falls on the face of the middle-aged man and paints it into a golden color.

The middle-aged man was very thin, with deep eyes and a golden face. He looked like he was not a living person, but a kind of sacrifice.

Rob stood outside the window and looked quietly at the middle-aged man on the bed, and his fingers holding the hilt of the sword were tapping silently, faster and faster, until he was almost unable to see clearly.

If the disciples of Nanxizhai see this scene, they may be able to think of the actions of the Saint Maiden when deducing the fate chart.

Yes, he is also deducing, but he is not using the fate chart but the sword.

In the end, he failed to find anything unusual in this courtyard, and failed to calculate any problems. It really didn't seem to be poisoned.

If it is really a disease, even the junior sister cannot cure it, and of course it cannot cure it even more by myself.

Rob left the manor with some regret and apology and returned to the shore of Wenshui.

Looking at the manor across the river, he thought silently, since this is the long house, then is the second house opposite?

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...

On the first day after His Majesty arrived in Wenshui, he refined a bottle of cinnabar pill.

The next day, the national religion giant Bai Shi Taoist who was with him disappeared. His Majesty the Pope met with the second master of the Tang family and encountered an assassination at night.

On the third day, he led many people out of the Taoist temple. The chariot walked up along the Wenshui River, staring down from the uneasy eyes of countless people to outside the manor.

This manor belongs to the Tang family's house. It has been half a year since the seriously ill Mr. Tang's family moved back from the old house.

Half a year ago, it was the day when Tang Sanshiliu was imprisoned in the ancestral hall. I wonder if there is any connection between these two things.

If it were a few days ago, the gate of the manor must have been closed, and the servants were scattered around and chatting about the owner's gossip, but today is different. When His Majesty's chariot was still several miles away, the manor received news that after the initial panic, everything returned to peace.

The middle gate had already opened, and the managers and servants knelt on both sides, extremely respectful, silent, and the rules of the aristocratic family could be seen everywhere.

But Chen Changsheng still felt something was wrong.

It’s not because someone is looking here under the willow tree across the river, but because the smell in the air is a little wrong.

Nanke followed him, sniffed like a puppy, and said, "There is gray."

The manager who had just arrived from the old Tang family house had just rushed to say something before he could hear this and his expression changed slightly.

Chen Changsheng looked at the straight road made of white marble under his feet, looked at the wet marks left on it, and knew that the cleaning had just been completed.

The reason why I just cleaned was of course to welcome him, but it can also be inferred that the cleaning done on weekdays was not careful.

Chen Changsheng didn't say anything and walked into the manor.

Entering the gorgeous courtyard, he saw a woman with simple clothes but still noble clothes. From her eyebrows, she could tell that she should be Tang Sanshiliu's mother.

Looking at the crowd entering the courtyard, especially the young man in the middle, the woman's voice trembled slightly, "My trusted wife Lin Suyeon pays homage to His Majesty the Pope."

After saying this, she bowed to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng would not have received this worship, and said, "Mrs. Tang is exempt from the gift."

Naturally, Mrs. Tang would not get up just now and still kneel down.

Fortunately, Chen Changsheng expected this in advance, so he had already made arrangements.

The breeze suddenly rose in the courtyard, and everyone didn't see anything clearly. Then the little girl next to His Majesty the Pope appeared beside Mrs. Tang.

Nanke held Mrs. Tang's hand, so Mrs. Tang naturally could no longer kneel down.

Many people know that yesterday, the second master of the Tang family went to the Taoist temple to visit, and His Majesty the Pope was kneeling down.

His Majesty’s attitude towards the eldest and second houses is something that anyone can think of, but what is the reason for being so straightforward?

Chen Changsheng did not accept Mrs. Tang's salute, but instead greeted him as a junior.

It was not until this time that Mrs. Tang realized that the rumors were true, and the letters sent back by the National Education College were also true.

His Majesty the Pope is really close to her son, even as close as a brother.

"I want to go and see my uncle." Chen Changsheng said.

Mrs. Tang had no reason to follow, so she was ready to lead the way ahead.

Suddenly a cough started.

The manager of the old house in Tang coughed twice, first glanced at Mrs. Tang, then looked at Chen Changsheng, and said humbly: "The uncle is so sick, Your Majesty's holy body is important. If there is anything wrong, it is really a sin of my Tang family. Please ask Your Majesty..."

Before he finished speaking, the meaning was very clear. The Tang family did not want Chen Changsheng to meet the eldest son.

Chen Changsheng had met this old house manager before. The yellow paper umbrella was handed over to him by this manager.

Today we meet again, and we are still respectful in our affairs, which is even better than we did in the past, but there is a slight sense of precaution inside.

Chen Changsheng didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

The old housekeeper suddenly felt the pressure increased sharply, but he still insisted on himself: "The teachers of the 13th Division of Qingyao have visited him, even if... the Saint Peak has also visited him personally, there is no way. Why should you just get hurt?"

Mrs. Tang glanced at the manager and did not refute it, but her sleeves trembled slightly.

Chen Changsheng suddenly asked, "Have you seen it?"

The old housekeeper thought he had heard it wrong, and he was stunned and didn't know how to speak. He thought to himself what kind of identity Dao Zun was, how could he leave Kyoto and come to Wenshui for the sake of healing the uncle?

Chen Changsheng asked again: "Have you ever been here by Your Emperor?"

The old house manager was even more confused and thought to himself that His Majesty the Emperor was busy with all his life, so how could he come here?

"There are only their medical skills in the world that are better than me. Since they have not come, who is more qualified to say that this disease can be cured or not?"

After saying this, Chen Changsheng followed Mrs. Tang to the inner house and ignored this person again.

The King of Linghai stayed with dozens of priests and stopped the Tang family's people outside.

The old house manager wanted to follow up with his identity, but he failed.

The King of Linghai stared at him without a look and said, "Do you like coughing? Keep going."

The old house manager has a very high status in Wenshui City, but what else can he do to the national church giant?

Seeing Chen Changsheng's figure disappearing into the corridor of the inner house, he was anxious and angry, and he actually coughed.
Chapter completed!