Chapter 421

Master Tang the Seventh waved his folding fan and looked at Mengqi with a faint smile. "I say, the position of the Master of the family is very important. We have to have the Six Fan School appraise your blood and other aristocratic families as witnesses before we can confirm your identity. We can't just hand over the power of the family to others. I'm not suspecting you, but it's a necessary formality."

Because the Six Fan School represented the imperial power, they inevitably had their own standpoint when appraising the blood. Therefore, they had to find three neutral aristocratic families to supervise the appraisal to prevent experts who were proficient in disguise and disguise from pretending to be the legitimate son of the family.

Since the appraisal of the blood had to be prepared in advance, they had to apply to the Six Fan School in Huan Province for extraordinary people or materials. Therefore, it could only be carried out in two days at the earliest, which was a legitimate excuse to delay.

Of course, the appraisal of the blood was not compulsory. It was only done by the family itself when they suspected the authenticity of the disciple.

No wonder Second Master Tang and Master Tang the Seventh did not pester him too much. It turned out that they had gone straight to the last step. It would be best if they were fake, but if they were real, these two days were enough to do a lot of things … Mengqi thought and nodded slightly. "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry. I can still wait for two or three days."

Anyway, it had nothing to do with him after two or three days!

Seeing that he was so confident and confident, Second Master Tang and Master Tang the Seventh's expressions changed slightly. Then, they returned to normal and nodded in agreement. Only Tang Mingyue muttered, "You suspect that Second Brother is fake. I can also suspect that you are fake. It's not like we can't change our identities at home …"

Second Master Tang and Master Tang the Seventh turned a deaf ear to her complaints. Their expressions did not change at all.

Mengqi maintained a strong and indifferent attitude and asked in a hoarse voice, "What about Grandpa Shu?"

Second Master Tang answered slightly awkwardly, "Uncle Shu was bewitched by Fifth Brother and participated in the assassination of the Huanhua Swords Sect's manager and relatives. He has long escaped and is nowhere to be found."

"Do you think I'm a child?" Mengqi snorted in his heart. Seeing that they had all turned to the Wang family, it would be laughable if he said he did not know about Fifth Brother Tang and Tang Shu.

Mengqi said calmly, "Even Second Uncle didn't know? Humph, Fifth Uncle and Grandpa Shu disregarded the family and acted recklessly.

"Tang Shu is not dead yet …" Second Master Tang and Master Tang the Seventh looked at each other. However, this kind of thing could be done but could not be said. Once it was revealed, they would have to appease the anger of the Huanhua Swords Sect in the future, lest they would be the scapegoats when they fought to the death.

Meng Qi didn't wait for them to speak. He continued, "Second Uncle, Seventh Uncle, although I can only take over the family after the bloodline test, you won't stop me from visiting my grandfather and worshipping my ancestors, right?"

"Seventh uncle" was. "Seventh uncle". "Tang". "Master" Seven uncle "Tang" Family Tang. Seven uncle. "Master"

"Of course you can. Nephew Jing, it's our Tang Family's fortune that you're able to turn over a new leaf and understand filial piety." Second Master Tang nodded slightly.

In the aristocratic families, the first two things a son would do upon returning from a long journey were to pay his respects to his elders and pay his respects at the ancestral hall. Second Master Tang and Master Tang the Seventh did not feel that there was any problem with this.

"Second brother, I'll go with you." Tang Mingyue wanted to tell him about the family situation.

Mengqi nodded and walked to Master Tang's room with Tang Mingyue.

"Ming Yue, go and gather all the clansmen at home. Apart from those who are on guard duty, have them all come to the ancestral hall," Meng Qi suddenly said, just as they were about to reach Old Master Tang's room.

Tang Mingyue had just finished introducing the turbulent undercurrents in the family. When she suddenly heard this order, she was a little stunned for a moment.

Mengqi said to her gently, "This is strange. We need to cut the Gordian knot."

In short, it was better to get things mixed up.

"Ah?" Tang Mingyue stared at him with her big eyes full of confusion.

Mengqi saw that she was confused and said in a low voice, "Second Uncle, Fifth Uncle, and Seventh Uncle have all joined the Wang family and cooperated with each other. But there can only be one Master. What tempted them?"

If they really wanted to be the Master, they wouldn't join the same power as their competitors and cooperate with each other.

Mengqi smelled a conspiracy when they didn't use the Huanhua Swords Sect to fight for the Master's position.

Tang Mingyue's expression became serious. "Yes, Second Uncle, Fifth Uncle, and Seventh Uncle all want each other dead. Second brother, I'll gather the family now!"

Master Tang had been in charge of the Tang family for decades. The power of the eldest branch was deeply rooted. Even though Second Master Tang had changed the stewards and guards and roped in the Elders and Foreign Officials, he couldn't completely weaken the eldest branch in a short time. Mengqi knew this and asked Tang Mingyue to inform all the family members to go to the ancestral hall.

Looking at Tang Mingyue's back as she left, Mengqi took a deep breath and opened the door. A strong smell of sandalwood wafted out.

The room was large and the windows were all sealed. It was gloomy and dark, and the air was stuffy due to the lack of ventilation. The smell of medicine and sandalwood made it even more unpleasant.

"Grandpa Ren." Mengqi nodded to the old man sitting in the room.

This was Tang Ren, one of the Five Grand Elders. He used to be the most promising master of the Tang family to break through to the Half-step Exterior Scenery, but now he was old and weak.

He was the brother of Master Tang, Tang Ji. Thanks to his brother's care, he had been responsible for Master Tang's safety after he achieved great success in Kung Fu. He was in charge of the Tang family's Heavenly Weapon, the Canglan Saber.

The white-haired Tang Ren looked at Mengqi and nodded. "You've grown up. Very good."

He had heard about what had happened just now, including Mengqi taking off the human skin mask and calmly waiting for the blood identification.

Walking to the bedside, Mengqi saw Master Tang with a face full of wrinkles. His sparse hair was all white and his eyes were closed. There seemed to be thick phlegm in his throat, making his breathing intermittent. Those who heard him were worried that he would pass out in one breath.

As if sensing the return of Second Young Master Tang, Master Tang, the unconscious Master Tang suddenly moved. His right hand trembled slightly and his eyelids slowly opened. He struggled to turn his head in the direction of the door.

Mengqi strode over and held Master Tang's hand. He saw that Master Tang's cloudy eyes were covered with a layer of tears. There was joy, pleading, sadness, and pain. He wanted to speak, but his throat kept making "hehe" sounds and he could not utter a word.

For some reason, seeing Master Tang's tears reminded Mengqi of Second Young Master Tang's tears before his death. They were full of pleading and unwillingness, inexplicably sorrowful and stirring up one's compassion.

Two different pairs of eyes, glistening and tearful, intertwined in Mengqi's mind, making him feel a sense of karma. Vaguely, he seemed to have become the medium through which this karma was transmitted.

"Impersonating your identity and bearing your karma …" These words suddenly appeared in Mengqi's mind. He seemed to understand a little, but he did not understand anything.

He held Master Tang's right hand tightly with both hands and said in a low voice, "I'm back …"

Mengqi could not continue speaking in a hoarse voice because he knew that without the emotional investment, his acting skills were not up to par.

However, in the ears of Master Tang and Tang Ren, he was too emotional and choked with sobs.

Master Tang grabbed Mengqi's right hand and shook it three times weakly. He closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

After waiting for a while, Mengqi took a deep breath and stood up. He bowed to Tang Ren and walked out of the door.

"Do it boldly and without worry," Tang Ren said in a low voice as he looked at Master Tang on the bed.

Mengqi nodded slightly, opened the door, and stepped out. A ray of sunlight shone in, dyeing the dull and gloomy room with a brilliant glow.

The location of the ancestral halls of aristocratic families was very particular. Just by looking at the layout, Mengqi could find it without anyone leading the way. However, there was no need for him to do so. The eldest son of the legal wife had servants serving him.

Mengqi maintained a cold and hard attitude and did not speak to the servants. When he arrived at the ancestral hall, he stepped in and saw that there were memorial tablets in front and on both sides. The center was wide and spacious, enough to accommodate hundreds of people. It was called a hall, but it was actually a hall.

After burning a stick of incense, Mengqi quietly looked at the memorial tablet in front of him with his back facing the door. Before long, members of the Tang family arrived one after another. Looking at Mengqi's back, some were happy, some were excited, some were nervous, and some were disgusted.

"Xiao Er, what do you mean?" Not long after Tang Mingyue entered the ancestral hall, Master Tang the Seventh barged in with a face full of anger. He did not understand what Mengqi was up to.

Beside him, Second Master Tang's face was gloomy, and several Elders looked suspicious.

Mengqi slowly turned around. His lips were tight and his eyes were cold. "Second Uncle, Seventh Uncle, there are some things that need to be clarified in front of the ancestors and all the members of the family."

The members of the Tang family gasped. During this period of time, they had all sensed the changes and turbulent undercurrents. But because they were not in charge, they did not understand the key points and did not know the specifics. But recently, what did Tang Jing, the legitimate son of the eldest branch, want to say?

"Acting mysterious, what exactly is the matter?" Master Tang the Seventh asked impatiently.

Second Master Tang said coldly, "You have not identified the bloodline!"

Mengqi said indifferently, "Today, I am not asking questions as the eldest son of the legal wife, but as an ordinary member of the Tang family. As a descendant of the ancestors, I would like to ask Second Uncle and Seventh Uncle, why do we have to anger the Huanhua Swords Sect?"

"We can rely on the Wang family, but why do we have to anger the Huanhua Swords Sect? Who can withstand the anger of the world's main martial arts sects? Even if the Wang family sends reinforcements, it is not something a small family like ours can bear, even if we are affected by the fight between the two giants! Do you want to destroy the Tang family? "

The more he spoke, the harsher his voice became.

The members of the Tang family were in an uproar. They had also heard similar rumors, but there were other versions, so they were not too worried. Now that it had been confirmed by Mengqi, they were all anxious. Even with the protection of the Wang family, the Huanhua Swords Sect would still fight for their reputation. When the fight between the Exterior masters happened, the Tang family would be the first to be affected. It would not be a joke if blood flowed like a river.

Relying on the Six Fan School? If they were in the right, the Six Fan School would not be afraid to hunt down the disciples of the Huanhua Swords Sect. But if they had angered the Huanhua Swords Sect first, the Six Fan School would likely turn a blind eye to prevent the fight from affecting the innocent civilians. When the Huanhua Swords Sect and the Wang family were almost done fighting, the Six Fan School would come out to mediate. At that time, the Tang family might be sacrificed in exchange for stability!

"Second Uncle, you are only acting as the Master of the family. How can you make such a decision so rashly?" Mengqi shouted at Second Master Tang.

In the crowd, the clansmen of the eldest branch were clamoring, forming a situation of interrogation.

This was the advantage of mobilizing the masses.

Second Master Tang coughed. "I didn't want to, but Fifth Brother suddenly went crazy. He and Uncle Shu suddenly besieged and killed the disciples of the Huanhua Swords Sect. At this point, we can only rely on the Wang family."

"Fifth Uncle is already dead, but Tang Shu is still alive. This kind of person who acts recklessly against the family must be punished severely. It can also ease the relationship with the Huanhua Swords Sect." Mengqi seemed to be giving orders.

Second Master Tang said in a low voice, "But he has already escaped."

"He has escaped, but his immediate family has not. He must be punished. If he doesn't return, he will be punished even more!" Mengqi said coldly.