All of Wenshui City had been stunned by these words.
It was absolutely quiet outside the ancestral hall, as quiet as a tomb.
After a while, someone finally awoke from their daze.
Madam Tang concealed the fear in her eyes and quickly walked up to him, raising her hand and preparing to strike.
A resounding slap might be able to make the Old Master not so angry when he hears of this matter?
With this thought, Madam Tang clenched her teeth and struck. Not wanting to soften her hand out of regret and thus be seen through, she used a great deal of strength.
Tang Thirty-Six smiled at her, not dodging.
With a slap, Madam Tang's palm landed on Tang Thirty-Six's face with a crisp sound.
The left side of Tang Thirty-Six's face began to visibly redden, but because he had not washed his face for many days, it was covered in dust and dirt, so it was not too conspicuous.
But his face still carried a smile, one that was very sincere, without the slightest reluctance or emotion.
Madam Tang froze, then reproached with remorse, "Why didn't you dodge?"
"Your child has been unfilial. In this half year, I've made Madam worry, and I haven't been able to serve at Father's bedside. I deserve to be hit."
Tang Thirty-Six stepped forward and embraced his mother, softly saying, "Go home first and wait for me. I still have some things to do."
After half a year, Madam Tang could not bear to see him again. But she knew that the Pope was in the old estate at this time, so what her son wanted to do was assuredly important and could not be stopped.
"At least go home and wash up and eat some food. I've already had the small kitchen prepare your favorite egg rice."
Madam Tang looked at his clearly thinner face and said in heartache.
"In this half year in the ancestral hall, no one dared to short me on food and drink. Even if I was greedy, your son is used to eating in the kitchen of the old estate."
Tang Thirty-Six looked into his mother's eyes and smiled. "Once that matter is finished, everyone can relax a little."
After saying this, he turned to the crowd on the street.
The stewards and shopkeepers of the chief branch and the several dozen maids were all overjoyed.
As for those maids and grannies that had personally served him for many years, they were already tearing up.
"What are you crying for? Do you really think that you're made of water? "
He looked at the maids and said, "Hurry and arrange for this young master to wash."
Hearing these words, the shopkeepers and stewards couldn't help but recall that scene from many years ago in Wenshui City.
They wondered if that scene was going to reappear today. His expression could not help but become extremely interesting.
The maids voiced their assent in unison. A servant, who was used to this kind of work, unloaded a dozen or so expensive rolls of variegated silk from the carriage, as well as a variety of wooden sticks. Before long, a space of several zhang in circumference was carved out with curtains in front of the ancestral hall's door.
Those extremely capable maidservants unceremoniously knocked on, or rather smashed open, a neighboring shop, and skillfully took out all the hot water that was prepared in the workshop in the backyard of the shop. Those maidservants had already taken out wooden buckets and all kinds of toiletries from their own carriages, and hurriedly rushed to the curtain.
Tang Thirty-Six had already walked into the curtain and stripped off all his clothes.
Hot mist rose, and one could vaguely see the silhouette of a person. The sound of water was extremely clear.
The young girls in the city blushed and turned around, but they couldn't help looking back from time to time.
Mrs. Tang sighed helplessly, but her face was full of gratification.
The stewards and shopkeepers, as well as the onlookers, were shocked speechless at first. Then, they all laughed.
It had truly been many years since they had seen this sort of scenery in Wenshui City.
It didn't take long for the curtain to be taken down.
That thin and haggard young man with disheveled hair and dirty face had now transformed into an elegant and noble young master.
The eyes of the young girls on the street became incomparably bright.
A maid came up to him with a sword in her hands and carefully tied it around his waist.
This sword seemed rather ancient, but when tied to his body, it seemed like it had just been washed, its sharpness threatening.
It was the Wenshui Sword.
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Tang Thirty-Six, wearing his Cloud Ascending Boots and the Wenshui Sword at his waist, left the ancestral hall and went to the old estate.
The crowd stopped at a distance on the street. No one dared to follow.
He didn't even glance at the tablets left behind by past Emperors and Popes, and he certainly didn't pay any attention to that extremely humble steward.
He pushed open the door to the old estate and walked in, as natural as returning home.
In truth, this place had always been his home.
He had lived here for many years. In all of Wenshui City, no one was more familiar with this place than him except the Old Master.
Upon entering the small courtyard of the old estate, he began to greet people, greeting them like a master.
He patted Linghai Zhiwang on the shoulder and said, "You've come."
He then asked Archbishop An Lin, "Are you used to living here?"
He froze at the sight of Nanke, then turned to the steward and said, "Why aren't you quickly taking out Grandfather's best tea leaves to brew? What are you standing around for? Do you know who this person is? Although I've never seen her before, I can recognize her with a single glance. Do you want to die? "
He saw Zhexiu and nodded, saying nothing.
In the end, he saw Guan Feibai and his brows instantly rose like swords. "Why have you also come?"
Chen Changsheng was worried that Chusu would launch a sneak attack on Guan Feibai, so he had him remain in the Daoist church yesterday. Now that Chusu had been expelled from Wenshui City and Guan Feibai knew that Tang Thirty-Six might be released, he had specially come to the old estate to wait. He hadn't expected that after so many years, this fellow would still be as annoying as ever.
"I can't come?" Guan Feibai's brows also rose up like swords.
Just when he believed that Tang Thirty-Six would continue to oppose him as before, Tang Thirty-Six smiled and said, "Those who come from afar are guests. I welcome you with all my might."
He then changed the topic, his smile fading. He pulled Zhexiu to his side and said, "In the future, when we go to Mount Li, you also have to welcome us."
Guan Feibai shook his head, thinking, I was still worrying about this fellow being locked up. Now that I think about it, my worries were truly unnecessary.
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The thick curtains fell, forming a single room. All gazes and the snow on the edge of the well were blocked outside.
The tiles on the mahjong table were in a mess. Some were standing, some had fallen, some were facing the sky, and some were not for anyone to see. One could faintly see the remnants of yesterday's games.
Chen Changsheng and the Tang Old Master sat across from each other, separated by the mahjong table.
Tang Thirty-Six walked up to the table and looked at Chen Changsheng. "Have you made it clear?"
Chen Changsheng nodded.
Tang Thirty-Six grumpily said, "Then why haven't you quickly given up your seat?"
"This is your clan's chair. Can I stop you from sitting on it?"
Chen Changsheng helplessly stood up and sat on the chair next to him.
Tang Thirty-Six sat on his original seat.
It was precisely the seat across from the Tang Old Master.
This seat naturally had its meaning.
After entering the room, he had wanted to drive Chen Changsheng away and sit on this seat. There naturally had to be a deeper meaning.
"Now it's our turn to talk."
Tang Thirty-Six looked at the Tang Old Master and said.
As he said this, the emotions in his eyes were very complex.
There was the affection of a child, sorrow and sorrow, worry and reluctance, loathing and loneliness.
When he finished speaking, these complex and indescribable emotions completely vanished, leaving behind only apathy.
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