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Chapter 7 Brothers (3)

This is the son who was secretly left by the waste who betrayed Tangjiabao outside? As expected, he was also an unknown idiot.

Looking at the brother who was completely different from the Tang family, Tang Qing chuckled in his heart with disdain and said this to himself.

However, he immediately found that his feelings seemed to be not the case with him, and there was no such natural disgust and disdain. The tall and strong figure in front of him, who was completely different from the Tang family, and the face that although the outline was much rough and vicissitudes, could still find some similarities with him between his eyebrows and eyes. It was obviously the first time he saw it, but it could make an inexplicable sense of intimacy slowly spread out from the deepest part of his mind.

Maybe this is the feeling of blood. Although it seems a little ignorant, it is still a child of the Tang Sect. Thinking of this, Tang Qingxiao felt relieved. And he was vaguely worried. Can Tangjiabao accommodate this Tang Sect's disciple who has no taste at all?

Regarding Tang Qingqing's father's rebellion, although the old man had never said anything, blamed anyone who had vented his anger on the fourth room, and had never issued a warrant to pursue him, no one would really think that this matter could be forgotten. After all, this may be the biggest loss of the Tang family in the past century, the biggest loss of the face. Now that the face he threw was back, is the old man willing to take it?

No one knows what the old man thinks. He is just a temporary clan meeting held in the ancestral hall, saying that he wants to hear the opinions of his family. But everyone knows that this is actually just a form. Since the old man is willing to ask everyone to come together, he naturally has a certain opinion, and others will definitely not have any unnecessary opinions. Although there are few secret fights between the Tang family, there are only few other emotional connections. Whether the illegitimate son of the fourth house wants to recognize his ancestors and return to the Tang family castle, as long as there is no conflict with them, it will not be their business at all. They will not have any opinions at this conference. It is like seeing a play that has nothing to do with him, at most it is just a bit of an onlooker.

But no one expected that this conference really allowed everyone to watch a good show. A good show they would never dream of in their lives.

The Tang family's ancestral hall is located in the center of Tangjiabao and is very wide. But from the inside to the outside, it exudes a strong old smell like a centenarian. After hundreds of years of renovation and expansion, although it is carefully cleaned and maintained, it is inevitable that it will still exude a stale atmosphere in the humid climate of Shuzhou.

But it is this old smell that makes every Tang family member who comes here feel awe and proud from the deepest part of his soul. Because with this smell, there are hundreds of spiritual positions accumulated over the centuries of the ancestral hall in the center of the ancestral hall. Every name on it is a legend that was once a legend in the world, and it has caused storms in the world and even the whole world. This gloomy old smell is soaked with the reputation of the Tang family for hundreds of years. It is the spirit and soul of all Tang family members.

Every time he walked here, Tang Qingxiao felt the same as the most devout believer. He was only eleven years old, and he had imagined more than once how he would sacrifice and die to put the spiritual position with his name on it.

Tang Gongzheng didn't seem to feel this way. He just glanced at the dense spiritual positions and didn't look at them.

"It's great that I'm back. It's also very hard to wander around for many years, right? Is it still accustomed to living in Tangjiabao for a few days?"

The old man and the old lady sat in front of the spiritual throne in the middle, looking at the Tang family's son who had only paid their first worship of his ancestors in more than 20 years. The old man looked indifferent, and the smile on the old lady's face was very kind, as if he was really just looking at a wanderer returning from afar.

"Everything else is OK, but the weather here is not good, so it is rare to see the sun for a few days." Tang Gongzheng sneered, which made many people look sideways. In this holy land of the Tang family, no one has dared to laugh like this for many years in front of the old man and the old lady.

"Your father, is Tianhao okay?" the old lady asked in a very kind voice.

"Dad...the old injury relapsed five years ago and he has passed away." Tang Gongzheng's eyes turned red slightly. "When he left, he said that his biggest regret was that he had not been able to come back to Tangjiabao for so many years, and kowtowed to the old man and the old lady. I asked me to kowtow to the old man and the old lady when I go back to Tangjiabao in the future, I will kowtow to the old man and the old lady for more."

After saying that, he really knelt down and kowtowed to the old man and the old woman a few times.

"Oh, why didn't you come back to Tangjiabao earlier?"

"Dad told me that I was not allowed to go back to Tangjiabao before I practiced the sword technique. I finally practiced the Nine Slashes of Xuanyang before I rushed back."

"Sword technique?" The old man raised his eyelids. "Who taught you? I remember your father can't use a knife, and I don't have any sword technique in Tangjiabao. Didn't your father teach you to use hidden weapons?"

"No. He just asked me if I wanted to learn. I said I didn't like it, and he said I didn't like it, so don't learn it."

"Don't like it?" The old man's voice was very strange. It seemed that the first time I heard that someone didn't like hidden weapons. "Why don't you like it?"

"If you don't like it, you don't like it..." Tang Gongzheng was also stunned for a moment, tilted his head and thought about it. It seemed that the first time he heard that he needed a reason to not like it. He thought about it, and seemed to finally think of a reason, and smiled sneered again: "Maybe it doesn't feel happy enough."

The old man said oh and nodded.

The old man's face was still calm, but the faces of the others around him had already begun to become more exciting. A fellow Tang family said in front of the Tang family's ancestral hall that he didn't like hidden weapons and said that the hidden weapons were not happy enough. They didn't know whether to laugh or get angry.

Tang Qing's face was already as blue as ever. A fellow Tang family said such words, which was so unaware that it was so extreme. If it weren't for the Tang family's ancestral hall, and if there was an old man and a lady there, he would immediately let the brother experience how painful and fast this unhappy hidden weapon was.

"Who taught you how to sword skills?" This time the old lady was asking.

"No one taught me, I learned it myself. My father only taught me the most basic internal skills and fist, foot and body skills. Then whenever I saw a good knife player, I would go to consult and ask for advice. After defeating them all, I would learn almost what they could learn in knife skills."

"Then who have you defeated?"

"The first one was to defeat the leader of the guard guards in the Liu family when he was twelve years old. After that, there was the second head of the Niutou Mountain family in Jingzhou, the "Ghost Shadow Sword" of the swordsman Zhang Datou, and the "Da Desert Sword". Mu Gao had the longest time when he was eighteen years old when he was alone in Jizhou. It took him almost half a year to fight and run. There were almost half a year when he was almost killed by him several times, but he finally defeated him. The most recent one was two monks who caught monsters in Shangshen City, Yangzhou. There was no sword in his hand, but he could cut out the air-breaking sword energy, which was extremely powerful. Moreover, the knife intention was quite strange. I couldn't help but come forward to ask for advice, but I didn't expect that it was two guardians in the Pure Land Zen Temple. Others used sword techniques at all, but they were just magical powers. They couldn't stop for a while, and they cut off the magic weapon in other people's hands, which made me apologize for a long time."

Tang Gongzheng touched his head and said a little embarrassedly. The smile on the old lady's face became even more kind. Some people around him exchanged glances, but the rest were fine. They could break the magic weapon in the hands of Vajra, the guardian of the Pure Land Zen Temple. Even if they were placed under the sky, they could reach the top level. Moreover, this was two years ago, and he was only in his early twenties, and according to what he said, the sword technique had not been practiced.

"Then you have already practiced all your sword skills now?"

"How can I calculate all the practice? There is no saying that I can learn the youngest until I live. The way to learn martial arts is endless. Now I can only be considered a small success at most. I know where my path is, and I don't have to go everywhere to ask for advice or to think about other people's sword skills. I think what my father said about practice is probably here."

"Oh? Then what's your future path? If you don't learn from others, who else should you learn from?" The old lady seemed to be becoming more and more interested in this grandson she met for the first time.

"Learn from heaven, learn from earth, learn from what is worth learning." Tang Gongzheng thought for a while, smiled, and added: "Learn from myself."

It’s okay to have the previous one. The last sentence is really a bit inexplicable. Although the Tang family members around him did not speak, many of them exchanged glances, some asked questions and some were puzzled, but most of them did not agree with it.

The old lady and the old man also exchanged glances. To be precise, the old lady glanced at the old man, but the old man still looked indifferent, looking at Tang Gongzheng in front of him indifferently, but his jaw moved slightly, as if he nodded gently.

Then the old lady smiled and nodded, turned her head to look at Tang Gongzheng, and said, "After you go down, you can tell the third aunt of the second house. She will arrange a yard for you in Tangjiabao. You can ask your younger brother about the rules in the fort. Now there are only two brothers left in the fourth house, and you will have to support each other in the future."

"Yes." Gongzheng Tang nodded. He agreed naturally and easily, but the others around him were a little disturbed. The old lady's speech undoubtedly admitted that he was already from Tangjiabao, a real fellow of the Tang family.

But a fellow Tang Sect who can't use hidden weapons is as incredible as a fish that can't swim or fly. Also, does it mean that the old man will not pursue his identity at all for his father's betrayal of the Tang Sect? He will not care about the slightest bit? If the people in the martial arts world know his life experience, will it not become a laughing stock of other aristocratic families? Will it not damage the reputation of the Tang Sect for hundreds of years?

There must be many people thinking about this, but none of them spoke. Because the old man and the old lady had already spoken. What others could think of, they had naturally thought of it for a long time, and what they could not have thought of it, the old man and the old lady must have thought of it clearly.

Tang Qing chuckled and thought so. The old man and the old lady naturally had their considerations. But he was also very unwilling to accept it. He saw it clearly just now, and the old man did nod slightly. Among the Tang family's children of their generation, there was no one who could get the old man to nod, and even he practiced so hard and worked hard like this.

Next, Tang Gongzheng kowtowed to the tablets of the Tang family ancestors and burned incense. Although he was still respectful, in Tang Qingxiao's eyes, he did not have the awe of the real Tang family's disciples.

The old lady who looked at all this smiled and asked after Tang Gongzheng finished his courtesy: "By the way, have you ever told someone that you are the blood of my Tangjiabao?"

"No." Tang Gongzheng looked gloomy. "My father had a warning in his early years. I also knew that my father had damaged the reputation of the Tang family, so he naturally did not dare to say it casually."

The old lady nodded and sighed: "Forget the past. If you walk on the rivers and lakes from now on, you can be said to be my Tang family's child."

"Yes." Tang Gongzheng nodded, his eyes slightly red.

So far, although this clan meeting was a bit unexpected, many people had many questions and surprises, it was smooth sailing in general. The illegitimate son who lived outside the four houses recognized his ancestors and returned to his hometown, and everyone was very happy.

If it weren't for the third uncle's sixth house, he suddenly said something at this time.

This was actually not a strange thing. Uncle Tang Liu just took a step forward and reported to the old lady: "Three days ago, the justice of the Fourth House was when he returned to Tangjiabao from the north. He was recognized by an old boatman at the Fenglin Ferry of the Qing River, seventy miles away."

"Oh?" The old lady was slightly stunned.

"The old boatman was favored by his father Tianhao twenty-eight years ago. Tianhao often went to the ferry to cross the river, so the boatman also recognized Tianhao. After seeing Jingzheng, he asked him if his surname was Tang and his father's name was Tang Tianhao."

"Well, by the way. The old boatman did ask this. It turned out that my father often went to the ferry when he was young. The old boatman was very happy when he saw me and even gave me a bluefish to eat." Gong Zheng nodded and smiled. "But he didn't notice that there were still people watching him at that time. It seemed that my skills were still far from being able to do it."

The old lady waved her hand and said, "Your sixth uncle is responsible for the warning within a radius of a hundred miles of Tangjiabao. His disciples and institutions dispatched by him are all around, and they are not trying to spy on you. The storms in the world are dangerous, and Tangjiabao has had many grudges for hundreds of years, so we have to be careful."

Uncle Six didn't even look at Tang Gongzheng. He didn't know why the old lady was so beautiful about the returned wild boy, and he was not interested in knowing that he was just reporting a small accident to the old lady. He continued: "So, when Tianhao's son came back to Tangjiabao this time, the old boatman was the only outsider who knew. Although this old boatman was not a person in the martial arts world, I had ordered someone to block it in case."

"What did you say? What did you block?" The expression on Tang Gongzheng's face suddenly froze. He turned his head and stared at him with a very strange look.

Uncle Six didn't want to pay attention to him at all. Such a wild boy who was ignorant of his superiors and inferiors dared to speak so unscrupulously in this ancestral hall, which was extremely unscrupulous. But that look made him feel uncomfortable. Even if he had been immersed in this Tangjiabao for decades, he seemed to be unable to resist the extremely uncomfortable smell mixed in his eyes. He couldn't help looking over and said coldly: "What's the point? It's naturally the point of sealing the news that Tangtianhao stayed outside came back. Tang Tianhao's rebellion from Tangjiabao was a shame that my Tangjiabao had never seen in a century. Is it a glorious thing for you to come back to Tangjiabao?"

"I know this." Gong Zheng nodded, and the strange light in his eyes became stronger and stronger. "I'm asking you how to seal your mouth."

"Ten feet away, use the Ziwu Snow Merging Needle to shoot in with the 'fog and rain' technique. At that time, the person who received the needle did not notice it at all, and would only feel tired and tired. The needle followed the blood vessels and entered the brain to death at midnight. The needle body was completely melted into the blood. Even if the craniotomy was opened and carefully examined, it would never be noticed. The deceased died suddenly in a dream. It was like this sealing mouth. It was meticulous and meticulous, without any flaws. This is the technique that the Tang family should have. Do you know, what you want to learn in the future."

Uncle Six only said this, and Tang Gongzheng's fist that rushed over hit him with half of his teeth and flew out. Even he was knocked straight away by the punch several feet away, and he was already fainted when he landed on the ground.

Everyone was stunned. Many younger Tangmen’s children’s minds were blank. This was in the Tang family’s ancestral hall and before the spiritual throne of the ancestors of the Tang family, someone dared to take action in front of the old master and the old lady. (Welcome, your support is my greatest motivation.)

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