Chapter 60: 62

Chapter 60, Chapter 62: In front of the annual meeting (Thanks for the reward~)
Tang Sen undoubtedly believed in his son more, so he waved to the chariot, and two armored warriors jumped out of the chariot and walked towards the gate of the sect.
The sound of the armor stepping on the snow is getting heavier and getting closer, which to Tang Xiuyong is no less than the knock of an evil spirit.
Only then did he remember that it was not because Tang Sen was the head of the martial arts hall and you must maintain respect, but the Zong ordered you to maintain respect for the head of the martial arts hall. If you are an outsider, you have been killed on the spot, even if it is Tang surname The clansmen, by disrespecting the first seat alone, have 30 days of confinement and thousands of clan rules copying, as well as the fifty whips of the Law Hall.
Tang Xiuyong's eyes went dark and he almost fainted. He knew clearly that if he was not forgiven, he would spend the next 30 days in the confinement room, drinking only clean water.
How could he be able to bear this? He immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, "First seat, you have to believe me, I really don't. Young master, don't wrong me, I really don't."
Tang Luo sneered in his heart, and it was certainly not because of anger that could not be restrained that the public exposed in this big court, but because he wanted to kill chickens.
I chose the person in front of me only because his behavior was the most excessive. I believe that when this matter spreads, the people in the annual meeting will be able to understand how to look at their family from behind.
Tang Luo never conceals the fact that he loves his family, brotherhood, positive and upward, who doesn't like a family that can live in. But when the family is big, there will always be such a non-productive person in front of him who feels particularly remarkable, and looks as if no one is convinced.
In fact, they are just some cowards who only dare to slander secretly. If they are really ambitious, what kind of person can still be extraordinary when they are 30 years old. As a warrior, they can stand out. Spend time and wine.
Tang Luo felt that his father, Tang Sen, was too easy to talk. If he were a bit fierce, who would dare to show such a look behind his back.
Since he intends to make up for the part that his father did not pay attention to, Tang Luo is determined to let this "chicken" spend the New Year in a closed house, otherwise he will not be able to teach other people in front of the gate to respect and calm his anger. .
Tang Luo thought secretly, patted him on the shoulder with one hand, and turned around, it was the mother's face full of spoiling.
The fragrant hand rubbed Tang Luo's head fiercely, messing up his short hair.
"Okay, big baby, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, you may just misread it." Xu Shuhui's eyes were full of smiles, he believed that his smart son could understand what he meant.
The two soldiers were standing in front of the sect, their bodies full of wind, snow and silence.
Tang Luo looked at Xu Shuhui's eyes and reluctantly said: "Well, it may be that the wind and snow were too heavy just now, maybe I was wrong."
Kneeling down on the ground, Tang Xiuyong seemed to hear the holy voice, raised his head and smiled at Xu Shuhui: "Madam Mingjian, Madam Mingjian, it must be the eldest son who made a mistake just now."
Tang Luo looked at the man in front of him, feeling speechless, but it was confinement and whipping, and he knelt on the ground in terror.
The sudden change of the three of them made Tang Sen confused. Then, should this person take it or not?
He looked at Xu Shuhui with questioning eyes, and expressed his inquiry. Just now, she turned her back to the door and couldn't see anything, but she could see a little bit when she got out of the car. It was always correct to take the wife's opinion.
Xu Shuhui was very pleased to see her son's sensible look, and then she saw her husband's silly face with a chuckle: "Fuck, let the soldiers go back, it's New Year's Day, let them have a good meal."
Tang Sen nodded and said to the three guards, "You don't need a car, go back and accompany your relatives."
Xu Shuhui took Tang Sen into the sect and ignored Tang Xiuyong, who was kneeling on the ground.
Tang Luo patted Xiao Zhengtai on the head, asked him to follow his father and mother, and turned to look at Tang Xiuyong, who was desperate and wanted to stand up.
Tang Xiuyong only felt particularly embarrassed. He was actually scared to the ground by a few soldiers. This year was not good. He felt that all the people in front of the gate were laughing at him.
Even the around him is laughing at himself, Tang Luo, you stinky boy, what hatred or resentment he has with you, you want to humiliate me like this.
"Snapped!"
Tang Xiuyong, half of his knees, was slapped on the ground with a palm, his knees were severely carved on the ground, and he took a breath of pain.
He suddenly raised his head and saw Tang Luo's cold face and murderous eyes.
Tang Xiuyong, who was still defamating just now, saw Tang Luo's expression and pulled out a smiling face that was uglier than crying: "What...What's wrong...Isn't all the misunderstanding explained clearly..."
He looked at the hand patted on his shoulder, only to think that the legend of Xiling was not reliable.
No matter how much he is dead, he is also the pinnacle of the mortal realm. He is slapped on the ground with a palm of his hand. He also leaks his body and leaks your mother!
Tang Luo pressed Tang Xiuyong's right shoulder, put his face to his ear, and said coldly: "This time, it's your luck. If there is another next time..."
Tang Xiuyong's eyes stared fiercely, full of horror. Didn't he read it wrong? Did he really see his actions?
Tang Luo took his right hand away from Tang Xiuyong's shoulder, took a square scarf out of his arms with his left hand, and wiped his palm.
Such a feels dirty when touched.
In the distance, Xiao Zhengtai shouted to Tang Luo, he didn't know why his brother was staying at the door: "Brother, come here soon~"
Tang Luo turned and stepped into the clan and ran towards his parents. When passing by a snow-sweeping servant, he threw the towel into his dustpan.
Tang Xiuyong's expression was truly pale this time. Tang Luo's threat just didn't lower his voice. He believed that all the people in front of the clan had heard it.
Even if they have shown similar expressions to themselves, from this moment on, they will be their talks on New Year's Eve. Formally reduced to the laughing stock of the Tang family, and threatened by a 13-year-old doll, Tang Xiuyong felt that he had really lived as a dog over the years.
He wants to go home and practice hard without having to eat food, and then he will become a pinnacle of transcendence and then come to teach this innocent boy, but when he thinks that the last time he did his work, he didn't know if it was ten years ago or eight years ago. The only anger in my heart turned into sadness.
If you could still live in a dream, then the encounter in front of the clan would be equivalent to tearing up your last bit of fantasy. It turns out that you have nothing to do except drinking and playing with women.
The thirty-year-old man was even worse than a baby, and he walked to the sect in despair.
At that time, the clansmen who were at the door hurried past him, and he felt that every time the clansmen in front of him shook his back, they were laughing at himself.
He had nowhere to vent his anger, and turned his head to see the concubine he had brought.
She greeted the people passing by with a polite smile.
Bitch! Even you laughed at me!
Looking at the smiling face of his concubine, Tang Xiuyong suddenly surged in blood, his eyes flushed, and he raised his hands high.
"Slap!" With a strong slap, the woman was incited to fall to the ground.
The concubine fell on the ground, covering her face, looking at Tang Xiuyong in disbelief.
"Go! Go back, what qualifications do you have for a prostitute to participate in the Tang's annual meeting, go! Go! Go!" He roared at the concubine, showing his courage.
　Well, a month has passed, I don’t know how my grades are, but from a macro perspective, it should be considered pretty impressive. a ha ha ha
　　 But it’s okay, I believe the book will become popular after the plot unfolds.
　　 Then, thanks: An Sheng zz and Mao Paihuo both gave great rewards.
　　 There are no gentlemen and no entertainers.
　　 Writing a book should now be regarded as a craft, so my craft can be recognized by others, I am very happy, thank you~ I will be more attentive
　　
　
(End of this chapter)