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Old Master Tang looked into his eyes and said, "Even if he teaches an emperor or a pope, he is still not qualified?"

Chen Changsheng said calmly: "Since one becomes the emperor and the other becomes the pope, why not let them do it themselves?"

The eagles have left their nests and started to learn to fly. The saplings are already strong and no longer afraid of wind and rain. So they should be allowed to grow freely.

Only in this way can we become an eagle soaring in the sky, rise up from the sky, and get more rain, dew, and sunshine.

"I gave all the books to me in the old temple in Xining Town, and everything else was left to my senior brother. No matter how big the family business is, it will eventually be passed on to my juniors."

Chen Changsheng continued: "What's more, this is the world, not the master's home alone."

Old Master Tang didn't say anything.

The old housekeeper came over from somewhere and took away the bowls and plates on the table as fast 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 cup.

Chen Changsheng formally saluted Mr. Tang, as his junior, and then walked to the table without waiting for a response.

He raised the teapot and filled the cup in front of Mr. Tang, and then filled the tea cup in front of him.

He felt as if he had returned to that time, to the stone table in Baicao Garden, and his final tension disappeared and he truly calmed down.

Old Master Tang clearly felt his mood change and showed 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 governing the world now?"

Treatment is to cure diseases and also to cure.

Chen Changsheng said: "I believe that my senior brother has this ability, and I am also learning."

Old Mrs. Tang was silent for a long time and suddenly said, "What was your initial feeling when you walked into the old house?"

Chen Changsheng thought about it seriously and said, "It's more ordinary than I imagined. Even the plaques on the door feel very deliberate, deliberately looking ordinary."

For ordinary families, even for those famous and authentic families, the plaques on the old houses of the Tang family are supreme glory. But for the Tang family, these glory seems a bit deliberate, because the Tang family does not need these, which will dilute the mystery of the Tang family. In Chen Changsheng's words, it seems ordinary.

Old Master Tang said: "Because the old house is a very ordinary yard, the reason why it is not ordinary is that the heads of the Tang family have lived here for generations."

Chen Changsheng understood what the old man meant.

Many people think that Mr. Tang’s mystery is because he has never fought with anyone, because the Tang family is too terrible, and no one dares to be disrespectful to him at all. His real realm may not be as terrifying as the legendary one.

What Mr. Tang said to Chen Changsheng today is very clear.

The reason why the Tang family is so terrifying is that the heads of the Tang family have been very powerful in all dynasties, including the old man himself.

Chen Changsheng said: "But if you are willing to see me at the old house, it means you are willing to listen to me at least a few words."

Mr. Tang said: "I haven't seen an outsider for many years. You are the fifth outsider I have seen in the old house in the past few years."

Chen Changsheng knew that Su Li and Wang Po must be among these five people, but he didn't know if Mo Yu met Mr. Tang when he came to Wenshui. If not, who were there two others?

"Xu Yourong." Old Master Tang said: "I have a good relationship with her. I am willing to see you today, largely because I am very curious about what the person she likes is."

This time Chen Changsheng was really surprised. He only learned last night that Xu Yourong had come to Wenshui to see a doctor for Mr. Fang, the father of the Tang family. He did not expect that she had this relationship with the Tang family. He was puzzled and thought that although Xu Yourong was a saint from the south and had enough identity to talk to Mr. Tang, there were countless years apart between the two sides and could not find any connection at all. Why would the old man say that he had a good relationship with her?

Mr. Tang said: "There are countless relationships in the world, such as friendship, family, comrades and comrades, emotional intelligence and allies... These relationships have their own inconveniences and their own entanglements. Every time they are hypocritical or concessions, only one relationship is the most real and simple, and can clearly see the other person's thoughts without having to worry too much."

Chen Changsheng asked, "What's the relationship?"

Old Master Tang put down the teacup, tapped the table twice, and said, "Big Friend."

Chen Changsheng was stunned for a long time.

He noticed that the table in front of Mr. Tang was not an ordinary dining table. The table was square in shape and made of the most precious and hard iron pear wood. The tabletop was extremely smooth. However, if you look closely, you can see that there were many fine patterns on it. It can be imagined that it was ground out by some hard things over the years. Then he found that there was a flat small box hidden on each side of the table, which was used to hold silver notes and copper coins?

It turns out that this is a card table.

Old Mr. Tang has played cards for hundreds of years on this table, and he has changed many card friends.

I don’t know when he started, but he had a new card friend.

That was a little girl from Nanxizhai.

"Yourong likes playing cards?" Chen Changsheng felt it was a bit unimaginable.

"Not only do I like it, but I also play very well. Even I can't count her. I have been thinking about it many times. Should I call Po'er back?"

Old Master Tang's eyes were like the old well in the yard, calm but bottomless: "But obviously you don't like playing cards, and you're even less good at playing cards. Since that's the case, I suggest you don't serve the table from the beginning."

After saying this, he picked up the teacup, ignored the scald or cold tea, and drank it slowly.

Serve tea is to see off guests. If you drink half of the tea in the cup, the guests should give up.

Chen Changsheng doesn't think so.

He read Daozang thoroughly, knew astronomy, geography, and countless sword techniques, but he didn't know how to write difficult words.

He looked at Mr. Tang and said, "You may really don't know what I want to say."

Old Master Tang stopped talking.

No matter how strong the wind whistles, how could the waves rise at the bottom of the ancient well?

Old Mr. Tang doesn’t want to listen, who can force him to listen?

"You drank my tea." Chen Changsheng said.

Old Master Tang said, "So what? And this is my tea."

Chen Changsheng said: "When I was in the old temple in Xining, my senior brother was cooking tea and sharing tea. Over the years, I have only poured tea for one person."

Old Master Tang was a little interested and asked, "Who?"
Chapter completed!