Cheng Tie's roar frightened the already frightened vendor to his knees.
"My lord, please forgive me. I have realized my mistake. I should not have been greedy yesterday and exchanged a hairpin of two hundred cents for five hundred cents. I should not have reached out and touched the buttocks of the daughter of the old Qian next door..."
Cheng Tie ignored him. When he saw the figure hiding in the alley trying to escape, he quickly ran over and captured the figure.
Tang Ji thought it was another assassin who was not afraid of death who wanted to kill him, but now it seemed that was not the case. He followed him slowly and found that the other person turned out to be an old man.
Yang Xinghuai's hands were locked behind Cheng Tie's back. Although he could feel the pain, he didn't take it seriously. He looked up at Tang Ji, his eyes flashing with white light, the corners of his mouth raised, and he nodded repeatedly: "Like, so much like a lady."
, you are indeed the young lady’s child.”
"Tell me, who are you? Why are you stalking us?" Cheng Tie tightened his arm.
Seeing the pain on Yang Xinghuai's face, Tang Ji raised his hand to signal Cheng Tie to let go, frowned slightly, and asked, "Are you from the Yang family?"
When Cheng Tie let go of his hand, Yang Xinghuai raised his hand and said, "Yes, old slave Yang Xinghuai."
Tang Ji's face was expressionless, and there was no warmth in his eyes. When he saw someone watching nearby, he said in a deep voice: "Let's talk while we walk."
Cheng Tie's eyes were firmly fixed on Yang Xinghuai. The opponent had practiced martial arts. Although his level was not high, he was more than enough to deal with Brother Tang. However, as long as the old guy dared to take action, he would let him die on the street.
Seeing this, the vendor who almost peed his pants in the distance breathed a sigh of relief. In the blink of an eye, he found a middle-aged man standing next to him with an angry expression. He quickly raised his hand and said: "Hey, old money, please listen to my explanation."
"You beast, if you dare to touch my daughter, I will beat you to death if I don't..."
In an instant, the street became agitated, and passers-by who were originally paying attention to Tang Ji and Yang Xinghuai were also attracted.
On the other side, Tang Ji and the others walked slowly along North Street. After walking a short distance, the former's eyes naturally scanned the stalls on both sides of the street and asked casually: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Yang Xinghuai clasped his hands and sighed: "Young Master, the old master wants to see you."
"Young Master? I'm not from your Yang family, so don't scream." Tang Jileng replied with a snort, then slowed down and added: "I have nothing to talk about with your Yang family, you can leave."
Hearing this, Yang Xinghuai's eyes showed anxiety, but he still forced himself to calm down and asked softly: "May I ask, young master... Mr. Tang, did the master of the family attack you?"
"Yes, after chasing me twice in a row, I have already made a trip to the Gate of Hell." Tang Ji replied calmly.
Indeed it is!
This child's personality is like that of the young lady. He is both strong and a bit stubborn. He probably won't be able to forgive the owner of the family, let alone return to the Yang family!
Thinking of this, Yang Xinghuai exhaled, stepped forward, grabbed Tang Ji's sleeve, and tried to persuade him again: "But the old master misses you very much. He has never given up looking for you for so many years. Now he is old and sick.
I just want to see you."
Because his movement was so sudden, several drawings that Tang Ji had placed in his sleeves fell out.
Cheng Tie quickly stepped forward: "Hey, old guy, give me your hand..."
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tang Ji with a wave of his hand. Although the head of the Yang family, his grandfather, might want to see him to make up for his regrets or guilt for his mother, Yang Tianchang definitely didn't want to see him in the Yang family. , when the time comes, it’s hard to say whether he can get out of the Yang family. One more thing is worse than one less thing. He took back his thoughts and replied in a deep voice: "Forget it, I don’t want to have anything to do with your Yang family anymore, and don’t come to me again!"
Seeing that Tang Ji's attitude was so resolute, Yang Xinghuai couldn't hold on any longer. He nodded slightly, cupped his hands and said, "This old slave is reckless and has disturbed Mr. Tang."
After saying this, he dragged his somewhat rickety body towards the street ahead.
Looking at the other party's back, some different emotions emerged in Tang Ji's heart for no reason, and he stood there without moving.
Cheng Tie was not idle. He quickly picked up a few drawings that had fallen on the ground to prevent them from being blown away by the wind. He dusted them off and glanced at them casually, but he became interested in the things drawn on them.
He touched his chin and thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "It's so magical. If so, wouldn't it be much easier to farm in the future?"
Hearing his words, Tang Ji was instantly brought back to reality. He shook his head and shook off the Yang family matter. He glanced at the drawing in Cheng Tie's hand and said, "Old Cheng, can you understand?"
These drawings are all first drafts, and he did not write any words.
"Hey, Brother Tang, I followed my damn dad to farm for a few years, and then I became a blacksmith. Isn't the picture you drew above a plow? According to what you drew above, this plow is a plow.
Being able to turn and U-turn easily will save a lot of energy." Cheng Tie analyzed the drawings.
Tang Ji's eyes lit up. He asked the head of the Ministry of Industry to help him find two skilled craftsmen in the afternoon. However, the two craftsmen still looked confused after listening to what he said for a long time. They never thought that the master who was there was right next to him and hurriedly said:
Said: "The curved shaft plow is equipped with a plow disc that can rotate freely. In addition to what you just said, it can also make the plow frame lighter and smaller. In addition, there are also plow blades, plow construction, and plow arrows.
.....”
As if he had met a close friend, he shared what he knew with Cheng Tie, who also listened with great interest. The two even communicated on the street, and uninformed passers-by thought they were in a certain orientation.
When problems arise, everyone avoids them.
...
Yang family.
In the main hall, Yang Tianchang was playing with the black bird in the cage.
A tall middle-aged man wearing a scarlet official uniform walked in quickly from outside the hall, panting heavily, poured a glass of water on the table and drank it, then said: "Brother, today in the palace, in the palace.
..”
"Second brother, can you stop being so irritable and just tell me slowly if you have anything to do? What's going on in the palace?" Yang Tianchang fed the bird a mouthful of food and then turned to look at Yang Tianhao.
Yang Tianhao adjusted his tone and explained: "There is news in the palace about Sanmei's bastard. He taught King Hao a lesson today and caused King Hao to be injured. However, Your Majesty did not punish him. Instead, he ordered King Hao to face the wall for a month. Now
Many people are investigating Tang Ji."
"What?" Yang Tianchang frowned slightly. He had heard before that that bastard had a close relationship with King You. He didn't believe it at first, but he didn't believe it until that day in court. He didn't expect that even the Holy Emperor would value him so much. If...
.
Yang Tianhao had the same idea as him and said softly: "Brother, he is the third sister's child after all. Do you think we should take him back? This way the Yang family can have more strength in the court in the future!"
Yang Tianchang narrowed his eyes slightly. Huang Qing, who was sent to assassinate Tang Ji, disappeared later. He must have fallen into the hands of the other party. In other words, that kid knew that he had sent someone to kill him, and he could still surrender honestly.
The Yang family?
Yang Tianhao saw his concerns and added: "Brother, that boy is still a ninth-grade official for the time being. We can give him some sweetness first. If he is a smart man, I believe he will make a wise choice."
Hearing this, Yang Tianchang nodded slightly and said softly: "Okay, then you can test that kid tomorrow. If he can be used by me, I don't mind having him as a nephew."
"Leave it to me." Yang Tianhao replied with a smile.
