Chapter 552: Five hundred fifty six

Chapter 552 Chapter 556: Appointment
Zongzheng, the official in charge of related affairs such as clan or relatives and honors, has a clear division of responsibilities with the patriarch.
The former is internal and the latter is external. So there are two positions of Zongzheng. One is in charge of the family register, which separates the clan’s protagonist status or blood relationship, and discharges the family tree every year. The second is in charge of the clan law office. All clansmen make mistakes and are guilty, and only the law hall can conduct trials.
Therefore, a Zongzheng person must be acquainted with the movements of important figures in the family, so that he can see the details and take preventive measures.
There is no doubt that Tang Zu had already figured out the origin of the clouds before the star banquet.
The combination of Tang Cunfu and Yun Piao Piao seemed to anyone to see a victory for personal gain. Before Tang Luo revealed the true strength of Yun Piao Piao, even Tang Zu had no doubts, but now it looks like this Yun Piao Piao. The origin of Giao is very suspicious.
"Zhao Lingyan is an abandoned baby raised by Yun Piaopiao. If Yun Piaopiao has a problem, Zhao Lingyan must have a problem. Since she wants you to be the first guest on the scene, Minister Luo might as well take the plan and explore the reality of this woman. "The appearance of Tang Zu sitting and drinking alcohol was very upright, but Tang Luo really didn't want to believe a word.
Professional people do professional things. If Zhao Lingyan is really a special wind agent of a certain force, then who is it who is investigating whose fiction?
The limit of Tang Luo's intelligence ability is to exchange length and depth with this woman, there is no other trick at all.
"It's really troublesome." Tang Luo shook his head helplessly and continued to drink and eat meat.
The star reception ceremony opened at noon was completely over in the evening. Seeing that the drunk Tang Cunfu needed the support of two maids to move, the guests knew that the feast was almost over.
The world of adults is always full of hypocrisy. A warrior with a unity of spirit and will only drinks a hundred cups of light wine and is too drunk to walk. It is nothing more than a polite expression of the end, and the guests get up and retreat.
Although the singing and dancing performance is still the same, and the waiter does not stop drinking and food, but who can participate in the gift of receiving stars is not a figure above the patriarch of the branch, the master has left the table, and anyone is willing to waste time on this singing and dancing. For all of you, it has been an unexpected harvest to hear "Cheng Xin Qu" after 20 years.
Tang Luo, who thought he had escaped a catastrophe, followed the teacher and prepared to leave. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by a few teenage maids as soon as he stepped out of the banquet hall.
The innocent girl Qiong's nose wrinkled slightly, she seemed to be very dissatisfied with Tang Luo's desire to leave, and said fortunately: "Tang Tianjiao, please, please come here."
Several elders showed a meaningful smile, and the master Tang Hongtao patted Tang Luo on the shoulder, and then walked away.
"Let's go." Tang Luo shrugged and said to several girls.
It's nothing more than listening to a small song, a "weak female stream" can turn out what storms can't be achieved.
The handmaid led Tang Luo to the depths of Xiansang Mansion, and soon she reached a wing room surrounded by flowers and plants, and she could smell the fragrance from a long distance away.
The flowers surrounding the wing are not to mention a few acres of land, thousands of plants, and the spiritual soil that can harvest thousands of catties of spiritual food a year is now only for the fragrance of flowers in the woman's room. The four seasons are like spring.
Although he didn't know much about flowers and plants, flowers that are still fragrant in the winter are ordinary products. Tang Luo glanced at it and exclaimed: "I am really willing to use spiritual soil as a garden for planting flowers."
Fine women always deserve money, and this is almost the same everywhere. This has nothing to do with being virtuous or not virtuous, but there is a price to provide for beauty.
The maid knocked on the door, and she saw the beautiful pink curtains at a glance, and the fragrance rising from the tip of the nose couldn't help making her body warm, especially after the maid introduced him into the room and gently closed the door, it looked more like a pink dream.
The room is very large, separated by countless hanging pink gauze curtains, walking in it as if being gently touched, on the face, shoulders, and hands.
When the curtain flowed to the end, there was only a faint lingering fragrance, but before it was too late, regrets came to face gently.
Walking in such a room is like pulling away layers of fog. For most people, it is a business to see a good person as soon as possible, but for Tang Luo, this gauze tent is really interesting.
The woman sitting in the inner room looked at Tang Luo as if she was lost walking through the curtains, as if she had encountered a child with a novel toy, and then remembered that although she has a huge reputation, this arrogant is only fifteen, so she chuckled. Jiao urged: "Tianjiao isn't coming in yet?"
"What anxious, play for a while." Tang Luo answered casually, closing his eyes and continuing to walk through the gauze tent, like a happy headless fly.
The maid standing outside the door waited on her face when she heard the conversation between the two in the room, her face blushed, and she felt that the progress was so rapid that she didn't even listen to the little song.
And Zhao Lingyan, who responded so recklessly, was even more dazed. Since his debut, which young man he has seen is not polite, for fear of being negligent. Even some guests who were about to burst into fire in their eyes spoke softly to him, so this was the first time I heard the improper answer.
The woman covering her small mouth was full of grievances and did not know how to respond.
The room fell silent, leaving only the noise of the veil stroking his body.
For a long time, Tang Luo, who walked around every corner of the room, bumped into every light veil in the room, broke into the interior, and sat in front of the woman without even saying hello, so he looked up and down some time. A woman with a small mood, her aggressive eyes do not contain desire, but she is like an eagle and falcon, which is terrifying.
The woman trembled in her heart and hurriedly stood up and saluted: "I have seen Tianjiao."
"Sit down, you are welcome."
As if incarnate as the real owner of the room, Tang Luo waved his hand to the woman, moved his body freely to adjust the futon into a comfortable posture, tilted his head and asked: "Let’s talk, I’ve never met and never met, what do you think? Want to play me a solo?"
Thinking about it, Tang Luo, who has zero intelligence capabilities, can only come up with the simplest way to obtain intelligence, because if the other party is really a special wind medium that has been cultivated since childhood, Tang Luo will definitely not be a heart-to-heart. This kind of self-knowledge is still there.
The scene of the boundless wind and moon suddenly turned into torture. Zhao Lingyan only felt that she had become a prisoner. Her impression of this unreasonable Tianjiao immediately became extremely bad, and she forced her nasty bitterness and said: "If Tianjiao doesn't want to listen, you don't have to come!"
After more than ten years of debut, no one would hold her in his palm. If it weren't for the master, he would have asked himself to play the piano for you. Do you think this girl would be courteous to a boy like you! Zhao Lingyan's eyes widened, she forced her to look at Tang Luo, thinking angrily.
(End of this chapter)