When He Sier first saw Tangjiabao, she could hardly believe that the seemingly ordinary and nothing strange about it. The old town in front of her was actually one of the most mysterious and terrifying places in the rumors of the world. Under the gloomy sky, this small town composed of old buildings seemed to be like an elderly person who has been lingering in rheumatism all year round, exuding a moist, dusk atmosphere and a slight moldy smell.

Of course, He Sier knew very well that this was really Tangjiabao. The shadow guards leading the way could not even Tangjiabao go wrong. Moreover, since yesterday, He Sier could vaguely feel that there seemed to be many faint eyes around him, and she had been hiding in the dark to spy on her. During this period when she led the Zhengdao League, she did not just go around and go around. There were also a few quite thrilling experiences that made He Sier's Jianghu experience grow a lot. Moreover, she has always worn the Shangqing Spirit Talisman brought from Maoshan. She is becoming more and more familiar with the use of sensing. This makes her feel a subtle feeling about the changes in the surrounding environment. She can feel that the attention of those spying attention is not malicious, but just simple surveillance. The cautiousness of Tangjiabao for hundreds of years is also one of the reasons why this family can occupy such a borderland for so long.

Walking into the town and looking at the seemingly ordinary streets and pedestrians around him, He Sier's mood was very complicated, with a little excitement and awe, because for any man in the world, this is the most legendary and mysterious and powerful place in the world. Come hand in hand, the pair of girls with a smile may not be inferior to any long-standing hidden weapon master. The candied haws in their hands may be shot into the heart of anyone. Drinking tea and smoking cigarette bags on the street

The old people chatting, maybe their youthful deeds had long been spread throughout the world and were regarded as legendary by countless people. In some places, children could even stop crying at night, selling a basket of braised eggs there, and smiling kindly old lady. Perhaps as long as she wanted, the braised eggs in her hand could be brought with them indescribable poison at any time, corroding the person who took over the hand into a pile of rotten meat in a few breaths. Of course, He Sier believes that most of the time, such as when she went up to buy them, the braised eggs must be very safe and delicious.

But it is often a sense of sadness and weirdness, because she understands that she might become a part of this place in the future.

"Miss He, the inn in front is the main contact station for the Tang family to contact the outside world, and Tang Erye is waiting inside." The middle-aged man's words woke up He Sier. This is a person who will be immediately submerged in the crowd, with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary figure. At an ordinary age, even after traveling with him for more than half a month, He Sier could hardly find out any extraordinary characteristics he had. The people in the Shadow Guard are like this, either having a sufficiently significant identity as a cover for Li Shishi, or they can integrate into the crowd at any time like this. Of course, no matter which one can be the direct force of the Daqian court in the world. Their nature will never be ordinary.

"Miss He, Lord Wuji has given me instructions, and I can only send you here. Next, everything in Tangjiabao is up to you, you must be careful. We cannot install people in Tangjiabao." Before the man led her to the inn, he turned around and bowed to him to say goodbye.

"Thank you for your hard work on the way." He Sier seriously bowed back, not because of the man's seemingly ordinary appearance, nor because he was Nangong Wuji's subordinate. She knew very well that in terms of real skills and experience in the martial arts world, this middle-aged man was much better than her. This is also the reason why she could come here safely and safely. She turned around and looked at the peaceful street scene around her, and she couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"Then I'll say goodbye." The man took a few steps, then turned around and said to He Sier as if he had remembered something. "Actually, Miss He doesn't need to worry. Although it's rumored that the Tang family acted in a mysterious and ruthless manner, they were all about specific methods. In terms of major events, they were calm and rational than anyone else. Even if you are alone, you don't have to worry."

He Sier was stunned for a moment, then Zhan Yan smiled: "Thank you uncle for reminding me, I understand."

The middle-aged man nodded and did not answer. He turned around and sank into the crowd, and disappeared in a few blink of an eye. He Si'er turned around and looked at the seemingly ordinary inn, took a breath and walked in.

"Fairy He, the second master is waiting for you."

As soon as she entered the door, a passionate face of the waiter jumped out immediately, which caught her a little alert mind off guard. She could only follow the waiter through the noisy and lively lobby, and came to a small building in the backyard, and saw Mr. Tang.

Mr. Tang is a chubby middle-aged man. He looks honest and honest on his appearance, and his dress is rustic. He always has a very kind and kind smile on his face. He really seems to be waiting for a girl from a neighboring village to visit his own farmer in Shuzhou. However, even if He Sier really didn't feel anything special about Mr. Tang, he also raised a 120,000-strong spirit to treat him. Mr. Tang is the head of the second wife of the Tang family. Except for Mr. Tang and Mrs. Tang, one of the ten most powerful, capable and most cultivation-oriented people in the Tang family. In any place in the world, he is also a first-class person and will not even lose to her two uncles who command the shadow shirt guards.

"Haha, He Yatou from the Nangong family is here, sit down. Try the bamboo leaf green here, it's no worse than the Lingwu Tea in Yunzhou." Mr. Tang greeted He Sier affectionately, but the words also brought the unique pragmatism and efficiency of the Tang family. "Nangong Wuji has already known us before, saying that what he really wants to say will be passed on to you, and there is no need to waste time. Just say anything directly."

He Sier didn't feel any suspicious at all. The second master of the Tang family came to meet him in person. This was already a very respectful thing for a junior. She didn't know what to say, so she could only take out a carefully collected letter from her arms and handed it over: "Actually, Uncle Wuji didn't tell me anything, just asked me to hand this letter to you. Or the old master."

"Oh. I'm sorry, my niece." Mr. Tang took the letter, and then opened it without checking it much, and took it out. He took out the letter and read it carefully.

This is a very long letter, with more than ten pieces of paper written on the fly head small regular script. Mr. Tang read it very quickly and seriously. The content on the letter seemed very important and strange. He frowned shortly after he first read it. Then as the content of the letter was seen, surprise and disbelief gradually appeared on his face. Surprise, as he seemed a little funny, and so on.

He Si'er couldn't help but feel a little strange after seeing it. Although it was his first time to meet Mr. Tang, he only had a rough understanding of the Tang family based on rumors in the world. He also knew that the Tang family's tolerance was almost an instinctive personality. As Mr. Tang, there seemed to be no need to pretend to be in front of a junior who ran errands like her.

The only explanation is that the surprise in this letter is too much. It has exceeded the amount of belly that Mr. Tang subconsciously can accommodate.

After a while, Mr. Tang finally finished reading the letter. He closed his eyes and let out a long breath, opened his eyes to look at He Sier in front of him, thought for a while, and asked, "He Yatou, do you really don't know what is written in this letter?"

He Sier shook her head: "I don't know."

"Then do you know why Nangong Wuji asked you to deliver the letter?"

The expression and tone of Mr. Tang had not changed much. But He Sier could feel something from the change of title. As Mr. Tang's identity, calling Lord Nangong was a polite official, and it seemed respectful, but in fact it had a perfunctory taste. By calling him the name directly means that Mr. Tang was already very serious and did not want to waste his kung fu and energy on some polite clichés.

"I still don't know, my second uncle hasn't told me." He Si'er didn't want to play tricks like temptation in words. She knew that her level was too far from Master Tang in front of her, so she answered honestly.

"Then guess why?" But Mr. Tang was a little reluctant. There seemed to be something else deep in his seemingly plain eyes. "I think the daughter of He Jinzhi and Nangong Wuyan should not be a vocal insect that only listens to people's orders."

"There is no need to guess. Since my second uncle asked me to send a letter, it is naturally because this letter is particularly important." He Sier looked at Mr. Tang without hesitation and humility. He led the young heroes of the righteous alliance and the world for these days, and it was fine to judge the experience and minds of the world. A confident and calm attitude seemed quite demeanor. "If my second uncle hadn't said that there was an extremely important matter that had to be handled personally, otherwise I think he must have come in person."

Mr. Tang said lightly: "Well, that's right. This letter is indeed important, but this is not the reason why you are sent to deliver the letter. Every shadow guard is a talented person who has chosen a lot. I think any of them are more capable than you and more suitable than you in escorting a very important letter. Do you think so?"

He Sier opened her mouth but didn't say anything. She knew that Mr. Tang was right, but the shadow guard who escorted her here before was very telling the problem. She thought about it unwillingly, and then said: "The importance of letters is not just about being delivered safely. Who will deliver the letters and what method to deliver the letters is also a way to express attitude. My second uncle asked me to come here, so naturally he wanted to express an attitude."

Mr. Tang nodded gently: "Yes, it's an attitude. But what attitude do you think is this?"

"Of course it is a kind attitude." He Sier replied. She naturally understood what the situation is between the Tang family, the Nangong family, and the Shadow Guards now. "Everything that happened in Jingzhou before, including the death of Tang Shiyi Young Master, was a completely misunderstanding. We will make corresponding compensation everywhere. After this period of communication, everyone in the Tang family must also understand our sincerity."

"This is a bit confused, He Yatou. And these words should not be said by you." Mr. Tang smiled. A layer of stern meaning lurked in the seemingly kind and plain smile. "If you can stand here, it naturally means that we have already understood the sincerity of the Nangong family and the Shadow Guard. What kind of concessions the Shadow Guard needs to make, and what conditions Nangong Wuji needs to agree to us are not your turn to worry about. I am just asking you this question very privately now. Do you know what your second uncle, the deputy commander of the Shadow Guard, sent you to Tangjiabao to deliver a letter? "

He could feel that there seemed to be an invisible shadow in the words of Mr. Tang. He Sier took a deep breath, but could only step into the ball with this sentence. She had already realized it, but was not willing to think too much: "...I want to ask Tangjiabao to believe in our sincerity in cooperation."

"Yes, sincerity." Mr. Tang smiled. His smile was very kind, but his words were filled with a hint of coldness. "He Yat-tung, you are Nangong Wuji's sincerity. He wanted to tell us that I have sent He Jinzhi and Nangong Wuyan's daughters to you, so I will naturally not play any tricks."

"...I'm just me. I hope Mr. Tang doesn't have to count my parents when considering the problem. There is no relationship between who they are, what their identities are, and what I do."

"Of course it's related." Mr. Tang smiled again. "If you weren't He Jinzhi and Nangong Wuyan's daughter, how could you be qualified to stand here? You were not born with raising you, and how could you have such skills? How could you have the capital to help your second uncle?" Speaking of this, Mr. Tang's expression was serious and serious. "He girl, it's a good thing for people to have ambition and motivation, but you must never forget your roots. If you want to say these words, you have to wait until you can really surpass your parents' strength. I can also tell you that your parents are definitely one of the most amazing parents in the world. Do you know?"

"...Si'er has been taught." He Si'er could only bow down.

"But you don't have to be too careful. Your second uncle really needs such sincerity now. Because without you, with enough sincerity as heavy as you, it would be hard for us to believe what he said in this letter." Mr. Tang clapped the envelope in his hand. "You are right, this is a very important letter. I can't make any decision on how to deal with it. I must let the old master and the old lady see it. But I believe that with your sincerity here, everything will go smoothly."

“…”

"By the way, do you know why I told you this?" Mr. Tang suddenly asked.

"have no idea."

"That's because I want you to get used to the way and habits of our Tang family. Maybe outsiders think and act like this is too utilitarian. But this is also the reason why our Tang family can be in the world for hundreds of years. Whether in the world or in the court, what plays a role in the game is ultimately the strength and interests of "chiluo" naked. The strongest bond that can keep everyone together is always blood ties and family. Maybe when it is implemented, it won't be like this, but when we think about it, you must consider it like this. Do you understand?"

"Thank you, the second master, for your advice."

"You don't have to be too polite. Because maybe everyone will soon be a family." Tang Erye's smile showed a little more kindness and kindness, but He Sier seemed to have another kind of coldness in his eyes. "This accident in Jingzhou, Xiao Shiyi's death was indeed not something that could be said by just a few misunderstandings. Even if we reached an understanding privately, there must be some things on the scene to tell others that there will be no rifts between us, otherwise it will be unfavorable for future cooperation... A marriage at this time is indeed very necessary, and if you do it... I have to admit that Nangong Wuji's sincerity is really sufficient. It just so happens that you and Xiao Sier also know each other, they are of the same age, and they are also golden boys and jade girls, and they are made of heaven. Even the old man and the old lady will feel very suitable and happy in their eyes."

"By the way, after you settle down, go and meet Xiao Sier. He was ordered to be banned by the old man these days and was not allowed to leave the Tang Family Fort. It would be good for you to take advantage of this to get closer."

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The children of the world, light clothes and fast horses, the way to meet each other, they are almost the same, sharing weal and woe, and they are in love with each other, and they grow old together...

These are all beautiful and exist in the dreams of almost every young man who has just entered the world. However, He Sier is no longer an ignorant girl who has just entered the world. She understands that these are just jokes in opera novels for people to enjoy. What's more, even when she first entered the world, she warned herself that as the daughter of the Nangong family who wants to achieve great things, she cannot waste her time on these inexplicable love for children. She never dared to imagine what she would be like when she got married.

But women will eventually get married. Especially as a woman in a big family, marriage is an extremely important political resource. He Sier, who is determined to make a big career with her two uncles, is very clear about this, so she has no reason to refuse such a marriage, and is even a little happy. Thinking of the young man who looks beautiful like a woman and is as sharp as a knife and a sword, she also feels that shy joy is surging in her heart. For a game that can only be an exchange of interests, what else can she expect?

So He Sier came to see Tang Qingxiao with the best and most pleasant mood after entering Tangjiabao. She even felt that this was the first time in her life that she had such a good mood. Only when she saw Tang Qingxiao did she realize that her mood was simply ridiculous.

Tang Qingxiao lived in an old attic on the edge of Tangjiabao. The houses belonged to four rooms. Now he was the only one living there, and he did not want any servants or servants, as if he was guarding a lonely soul of an ancestral tomb alone.

Compared to the last time in Xuzhou, Tang Qingxiao looked thinner. His already thin figure now looks only four words to describe, that is, his body is flat and straight. However, it is not the same as his ordinary haggardness. He could not see any fragility or weakness on his body. There seemed to be two extremely hot flames deep in his phoenix eyes, which could erupt at any time to burn himself and others.

Tang Qingxiao didn't seem surprised by He Si'er's appearance, which shows that he was not really just here to do nothing. He seemed to know more clearly than anyone else.

He Sier's face was slightly red, and she was still thinking about how to say the first sentence, Tang Qingxiao said first: "Why don't you help him?"

"Who are you helping?" He Sier didn't expect that the first sentence after the engagement meeting was actually this. She vaguely understood what Tang Qingxiao was saying, but she didn't want to understand.

"Who else can you help? Who do you think I'm talking about? Of course it's Taoist priest Xia." Although Tang Qing's laughter was plain, He Sier could hear that it also emitted the same aura as in his eyes. "I had known the news from the Shenji Hall in Jingzhou for a long time. Nangong Wuji wanted to capture him. Now he followed the Shifang monk from the Pure Land Zen Temple to Jingnan. He was the one you introduced to the righteous alliance. I know you didn't know that Nangong Wuji was interested in him, and our people couldn't find out why Nangong Wuji wanted to arrest him. That means it was definitely a core-level secret, and you were not qualified to know. Taoist Xia once said that you were a stupid and good man. He trusted you very much, but why were you just watching? Why didn't you help him?"

"I...I...I..." He Sier blushed and couldn't speak after holding it in for a long time. This sudden, inappropriate and mindless question just hit the vital point in her heart. Shame, anger, anger, and anger were intertwined in her chest and twisted into a sour air rushing to her nose. Tears suddenly burst out from her eyes. Finally, there was still a stubborn force to hold back and not really crying. Instead, she asked Tang Qing chuckled: "Why did you ask me this? Why did you ask me this as soon as you met? Why didn't you go to help him?"

"Since I went to Xuzhou privately last time, the old man refused to let me go out of Tangjiabao. He said that if I went out privately, if I wanted to save someone, he would send someone to kill someone. If I wanted to kill someone, he would send someone to protect that person for the rest of his life. He would definitely do what he said. So I can't help him, at least not yet." Tang Qingxiao replied lightly. "As for you, you are still crying now, which means you feel guilty. This happened because of you, and it became like this. Don't you find a way to make up for it?"

"Make up? What to make up? How to make up? What can I do? Can we make up for it now?" He Sier wanted to cry, but she wanted to laugh. At this point, she only felt that she was pushed and pulled by an irresistible force in a huge mechanism, and there was almost nothing she could decide on herself. She originally thought that she could occasionally have some sweet little thoughts for people to taste and reminisce, but now she was smashed to pieces.

"Do what you can do and want to do." Tang Qing chuckled and turned his head to see He Sier. He Sier only felt that the ghost-like eyes burned to make him feel pain. "But I see that you are the same as before, you may not know what you are doing or what you want. You think you have worked very hard, but in fact you are really very attentive and hard, but only in the end you know that the direction of your force may be a cesspool, and all your efforts are to push yourself and others towards you."

"I'm not! What do you know? You don't know anything!" He Sier screamed and cried, then turned around and ran out of the attic, covering her mouth while running, enduring her first cry in her life. Even if there was no one else here, she was afraid that she would hear it.

After running far away, He Sier stopped, wiped away the tears on his face, and turned his head stubbornly back. The Tangjia Castle in the distance was still lingering there like an old ancient beast, connecting with the gloomy clouds in the sky, making people almost breathless. The attic where Tang Qingxiao lived was as small as a peanut, as if he could still vaguely see the small and thin figure standing in front of the window. Even so, He Sier could still feel the flame lurking in her body that wanted to burn through the gloomy sky.

PS: I feel so embarrassed after so long. I have been doing all kinds of trivial matters and accidents some time ago. The way of writing Shizhou is really thankless. I can’t hold it up without a good and relaxed state of mind. But the housework is cumbersome and the pressure of life is huge, but I don’t want to be perfunctory or change my style in the middle. Now I strive to restore and update.

PS2: Recommend Ye Yongxing Loli's new work "The Fighting God Armed", which is to search for the title of this book on Baidu. This name is a bit white, but I heard it means some stupid editors. Although the name and golden finger are a bit white, I think there has never been a silly novel type, only silly authors. I think Ye Yongxing's quality is quite outstanding among online writers. I feel that the reading reserves are not as broad as I am. The writing style of being a screenwriter is also excellent. These are all over the 90% of the authors who appear in ten streets. They have to pick the bones in the eggs, and only occasionally out of the author's gentle nature, instinctively like to use some Japanese comic-style warm intimacy to make some dark and iron-blooded readers dislike it, but in general, it is really very good.
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