The words' devilish brat 'made Tang Thirty-Six think of Xuanyuan Po. He once more smiled, but this smile was rather bitter.
He was still in the Orthodox Academy, but he was already beginning to long for the people that were not in the Orthodox Academy, as well as his days in the Orthodox Academy.
These days were truly incomparably beautiful and worthy of remembrance. Alas, after tonight, they would be gone forever.
"I understand." He said to the Tang Second Master, "I'll go with you."
The Tang Second Master calmly gazed at him, then once more soundlessly laughed. His mouth opened very wide, his appearance rather comical.
After some time, he finally restrained his smile and said, "This is very good."
After saying these four words, he brought Tang Thirty-Six out of the gate of the Orthodox Academy.
Zhexiu and the South Stream Temple disciples could do nothing but watch as their figures vanished into the darkness.
The Tang Second Master brought Tang Thirty-Six out of Hundred Flowers Lane and onto the main street. An unmarked carriage was already waiting for them on the street.
At this sight, the elites of the Imperial Guard watching over the Orthodox Academy in the dark street were a little restless, but they quickly quieted down.
Whether it was the Orthodoxy cavalry or the troops of the Imperial Court, none of them seemed to see that carriage, didn't see the Tang Second Master bring Tang Thirty-Six onto the carriage.
The Wenshui Tangs were such a terrifying existence.
Although on the surface, it had been many years since their faction had been able to enter the capital, they still possessed an unimaginable influence.
This was because the only thing in the world that could truly connect with the gods was not faith or power, but money.
The carriage advanced through the capital city under the cover of night. The wheels of the carriage, which were imbued with formations, did not make a sound no matter whether it ran over the limestone or red brick ground. It looked like a ghost. Even the flying carriage that Princess Ping's flying carriage was pulled by a snow-white pegasus in the sky was not as fast as this seemingly ordinary carriage.
The person sitting in this carriage could not feel the slightest jolt, but they did not find it very comfortable. This person was Tang Thirty-Six.
He asked, "Just what does the clan want to do?"
The Tang Second Master replied, "You'll know in a little while."
As the carriage traveled too quickly, the wind blew up the curtains of the carriage window. Tang Thirty-Six gazed at the constantly retreating street, at those tightly shut shops, and silently pondered.
In the deepest part of the market, the car stopped. This was the headquarters of the Heavenly Fragrance Market.
Before walking through the door leading underground, Tang Thirty-Six stopped and asked the Tang Second Master, "You want to take over the businesses of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets in the capital?"
The Tang Second Master slightly raised his brows, apparently rather surprised that he had been able to guess the clan's true goal in such a short amount of time.
"Even if the situation on the continent changes dramatically, is the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets that easy to deal with? What if the Elder of Heavenly Secrets doesn't come to the capital? "
If he wanted to deal with the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, he would first have to deal with the existence of the Elder of Heavenly Secrets.
Even if the Tianhai Divine Empress invited the Elder of Heavenly Secrets to the capital to help, how could the Tang clan be certain that the Elder of Heavenly Secrets would die?
It had to be known that this old man had the ability to see through the mysteries of heaven and was the leader of the Storms of the Eight Directions.
"The Elder of Heavenly Secrets will not come to the capital." The Tang Second Master walked into the gloomy tunnel, not even turning his head. "Because he is about to die."
Tang Thirty Six, who had just lifted his foot, stopped again. He was extremely shocked.
The Elder of Tianji was going to die? Why?
"Amongst the experts of the Divine Domain in the present world, he and His Holiness the Pope are the oldest, but they have never been able to conceal themselves, so they cannot escape the four words of birth, old age, sickness, and death."
The Tang Second Master did not stop. He calmly continued, "In Mount Han, he exchanged blows with the Demon Lord and was injured, speeding up this process."
Tang Thirty Six followed and asked, "Then what about the Divine Empress? Are all of you so sure that she will lose? "
The Tang Second Master replied, "The Tianhai Empress's strength relies on the word 'ruthlessness'. Chen Changsheng has already been in the capital for more than two years, but she has still not touched him. Even if she kills him now, it's already too late."
The heavy metal gate slowly closed behind the pair, isolating the capital from the outside world.
The underground space here was very large, but it was not gloomy. Night Pearls and Jade Flames shone everywhere, but it was also not quiet, because there were people everywhere.
Several hundred accountants were sitting at their desks, copying something or calculating something. A small mountain of scrolls was piled on the table in front of each of them.
"What are they doing?" Tang Thirty Six asked.
The Tang Second Master asked, "What does our Tang clan most deserve to be revered for?"
Tang Thirty Six could not think of it.
The Wenshui Tangs were the wealthiest clan on the continent. Not even the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets could surpass them. Before the Chen Imperial clan established the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Tang clan was already the Tang clan. The Tang clan did all kinds of business: armaments, magical artifacts, provisions, crystals, mines … if one had to say what was most worthy of revering, could it be money?
As they walked into the deepest room, the three chief stewards of the Heavenly Fragrance Market saw Tang Thirty Six walk in behind the Tang Second Master, their faces rather unnatural.
In this past year, they had always been concealing what they had been doing from him.
This was the Heavenly Fragrance Market, a hole that Tang Thirty Six had ripped open in the capital last autumn by borrowing the new life of the Orthodox Academy.
His family had already secretly taken over everything, and he didn't know anything at all.
While he was handling the affairs of the Orthodox Academy, he also managed the Heavenly Fragrance Market. He naturally used the stewards sent by the clan, so the Heavenly Fragrance Market very naturally became the property of the clan.
Yes, he was the most favored grandson of the Wenshui Tangs, but on a major matter like this, he still had no right to speak.
But in the minds of these stewards, Tang Thirty Six would assuredly be the head of the Tang clan many years from now. Although they were not betraying, it was no different from betraying, and they inevitably felt somewhat uneasy.
"The Tang clan will always be the Tang clan's Tang clan, not any one person's Tang clan."
The Tang Second Master took a sip of tea from the teapot on the table, then walked up to the wall. With his back to the three stewards, he said, "If you do this well, the Tang clan will not treat you unfairly."
The three chief stewards glanced at Tang Thirty Six and whispered their assent.
The Tang Second Master lightly flicked the teapot, and a map seven feet long and wide dropped down from above, blocking the front of the wall.
This map was made from the toughest golden silk and used the finest southern ink. The ink was probably mixed with some black gold, and under the illumination of the Night Pearls and Jade Fire, it was extremely clear.
This was a map of the capital, drawn with exceptional detail. Whether it was the Imperial Palace, the Li Palace, or even the most ordinary residences, nothing was overlooked.
The Tang Second Master held the teapot in his left hand and gazed at the map. A satisfied expression appeared on his face as he said, "Report."
The three chief stewards lined up, opened the thick dossiers in their bosoms, and began to make their report.
"Jingheyuan confirmed, strength reduced by three-two-three."
"Red House South Street confirmed, strength as initial data."
"North of Achievement unable to confirm. On the day of Taizong's death, too many palace maids were sacrificed, so the Yin Qi might have interfered."
"White Paper District confirmed, strength increased by one-four-one."
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