Chapter 45: Who am I?

This old man, not a neighbor, is the old butler of the Duke of Tang. He has now reached the coveted year, and has already started to care for the elderly, regardless of the things in the house.
When he returned to the Duke's Mansion, Tang Lian had calmed down and directly asked for the Duke of Tang.
Tang Zhenduo saw that the old butler's face was not right. He turned all the people back, calmed his face, and sat down calmly and asked, "What happened?"
"Master, I just saw the big master on the street of the emperor."
Tang Zhenduo’s serious face reveals some doubts.
Is the young master not at school, what is he doing?

Tang Lian lowered his voice, and the old voice was more hoarse and sorrowful. "Not this, it is... that."
"What do you say?!" Tang Zhenduo stood up all of a sudden, his face was solemn and calm, and his stunned one-handed hand held the table, and his strong fingertips were white.
Tang Lian solemnly nodded. "It is him. Although his eyes have changed a lot, his temperament has changed a lot, but I watched him grow up and would not admit his mistake."
The Duke of Tang squatted at the table and sat down slowly. "Still alive, alive, alive."
Even said three "living", Duke Tang is now in a complicated mood. As a father, his son is still alive. This is undoubtedly a thing that will make him happy. The deceased wife is deceased. If the eldest son does not stay, the Duke of Tang’s heart is still Hey, for the deceased wife. If this is not the eldest son's mental strength is getting lower and lower, and gradually become a waste person, he will not be willing to shut him up. For the continuation of the glory of the family, he can only sacrifice his freedom, let the second son replace his identity, and continue to maintain a marriage contract with the royal family.
Unexpectedly, he would have escaped!
If this matter is exposed, if the royal family knows it, the entire Tang family will follow the funeral.
Thinking of this, the face of Duke of Tang was ugly, and then asked angrily: "Where is he? Why not bring him back?"
Tang Lian’s embarrassing road:
He and a young military officer are buying things. The man has no military rank. I don’t know his identity. I’m worried that I will come back to tell you.

The Duke of Tang said: "I know, this thing is tight-lipped, don't let Tingye know. The important thing is to check who the person around him is. If it can be settled, bring him back."
"Who is back?" At this time, Mrs. Tang, who was standing at the entrance of the study room with black tea, looked at the Duke of Tang in a twilight light, and her eyes were clean and pure.
The Duke of Tang eased his face and raised his hand to signal you to come in and say.
Mrs. Tang smiled warmly, closed the door, and placed the Duke’s favorite black tea on the table.
Drinking the tea brewed by the lady, the Duke of Tang was so relaxed that once again, the decision of the year was correct. The temperament of the lady has not changed for so many years, or the kindness, warmth, lack of temperament, and his eyes are still like a little girl. Worship adults. At that time, his original wife was pregnant with the eldest son. It happened that the wife was pregnant. He kept looking at the house and did not care about her. She did not have any complaints. Until the original match passed away, Ting Ye was still small, he took back their mother and son and asked her to take care of the three children. For so many years, they have been treated as if they have been, and the Duke of Tang is very pleased. "Madam, these years, I have worked hard."
Mrs. Tang’s happy smile bent her eyes.
How come this suddenly?

The Duke of Tang sighed. "Nothing. I told you that you should be worried about it. I will talk about it later."
"Okay, then I will listen to you." Mrs. Tang’s mouth was slightly hooked, hiding the murderous intention of the eyes, the little beast, still alive.

Tang Zhen was really taken to Zonghe to do a few sets of clothes. Under the insistence of Tang Yan, there was no military uniform. However, the material used was special cloth for combat uniforms. It was light and comfortable, and it was warm in winter and cool in summer. It is said that it can also be Anti-harm. After I finished, Tang Hao wanted to go home. He was home, and when he was fine, he only wanted to be at home. However, he is still worried, "Have your mother gone, why didn't Lin Bo send a letter?"
"Go," Zong He said, "She is a neuropathy that she wants to face. She won't leave her face."
Tang Yan listened to his tone, inexplicably distressed, poor big sister, this is what his mother tortured.
After returning home, Don Juan tired to lie on the sofa, do not want to move.
Zong He disliked and touched his stomach. He took a piece of snack from the table and sang it in his mouth. However, his mouth was too disgusted: "Is physical strength so bad? I want to teach you to shoot in the afternoon."
Don Juan also disliked, "Why should I learn that stuff?"
"You have to learn to protect yourself, the family of the soldiers, how can you not use a gun?"
Tang Hao pointed to the dish on the table. "I am hungry."
Zonghe quickly put another piece of stuff and looked at Ji Yan, who stood by. Ji Yan received Zong He's eyes and hurry to hurry for lunch.
Tang Yan said while eating: "I am very good at cooking. I play the game of the gun battle. It is especially stupid, and I follow others."
Zonghe raised his eyebrows. "Awkwardly like this?" After the marshal, the marshal thought it was so straightforward to say that it hurt his partner's face, so he was very clumsy and comforted: "It doesn't matter, it's just a game, just like the real thing." There is still a big difference."
Don Juan did not put a piece of biscuit into Zonghe’s mouth, which is more difficult than the game. He understands!
After eating lunch, Tang Hao went to sleep, and was not active at all about learning. Zonghe looked blankly at him as he pulled the quilt, prepared to fall asleep, and severely warned him: "Now you can rest, wake up and definitely learn!"
Don Juan calmly lay down and yawned, "Oh."
Zong He looked at him and slept for half an hour. He couldn’t help but scraped it together and slept with him.
In the evening, I learned that Zonghe had to teach Tang Yu to learn the ability of self-protection. He did not have any trouble at school. He took the time to go home and squatted. The twin leopards cast a sympathetic look on Tang Yan. The younger brother told Miao Tang : "The level of the marshal teaches people, really... not good."
Don Juan suddenly had doubts about Zong He’s teaching level, because the eyes of the two children told him that it was not something that ordinary people could hold.
In a short while, Tang Yan knew how unreasonable Zonghe was, because Zonghe gave him a gun and put it on the table, no matter what.
Don’t force,
And then?

Zong He questioned: "What else? Then I will see it and know how to use it."
Tang Yan looked at this completely different gun that he had seen in previous lives. He touched these buttons and looked at him. He looked at it, but he still couldn’t!
Zong He snorted. "You are really stupid."
Tang Yan gave him a sigh of relief, "How can I not bite you!"
"...Do you still want to be a rogue?"
Don Juan rolled his eyes. "You think more."
Zong He rushed over and grabbed his waist behind Tang Yan, and he was aggressive. "Do you say good hooligans?"
Tang Yan turned to give a big cat a slap in the face, let him slowly understand it, already lazy to say.
Zonghe’s dissatisfaction asked:
How are you still awkward?

Don Juan is speechless, who is awkward?
"That is shy? You guys are really troublesome."
Don Juan nodded, yes, you are right, telling the truth, he thinks he can't keep up with the orc's thinking.
Zonghe put his chin on Don Juan's shoulder, like a sticky cat. "It's okay to be stupid. I will teach you again tomorrow."
"once?"
"How many times do you want to?!"
Tang Hao gave up and struggled. Zong He’s shocked attitude made him feel that he could be stupid if he said it again.
The next day, many people ran to see the marshal to teach his wife to practice the guns. Many of the guards were trained by Zong He, all of them were a optimistic gesture, and several soldiers went together to make a dark gossip. "You said, if the marshal can't help but marry Mrs. your brain grows on the bottom of the foot, will the lady let him sleep on the sofa?"
"No, the lady looks like she has no temper and dares to resist?"
"I am worried that the marshal control will not slap him."
Several soldiers and brothers subconsciously shrugged their shoulders, inexplicably felt hurt, and nervously looked at the two people in the training room, for fear that the marshal could not control the claws.
Lin Bo came over and stood behind a few soldiers. "What are you doing here?"
The captain pointed to the inside. "I am afraid that the marshal is angry and beats his wife. If I start, I can still swear, and the lady really can't hold him a slap."
The other brothers are nodding, yes, they are not watching the bustle, they are protecting the lady!
"Then you are watching here." Lin Bo walked slowly, too lazy to take care of this group of stupid boys.
Don Juan pinched a pull ring and wondered: "How is this used? It's too high-tech, I have never seen it."
Several soldiers are nervous, and the next sentence of the Marshal will be: Are you stupid! I don't know how you graduated from the military school. I will play when I was three years old!
They all quietly squeezed a sweat for Tang Yin, but also squeezed a sweat for Zonghe, controlling the temper, marshal, which is related to the harmony of marriage life!
At this time, I saw Zonghe’s hand with a bad temper when he was training. He held Tang’s hand in his hand and put Tang Yan in his arms. The other hand helped him pull the insurance bolt.
This way, insurance is not needed. Push this back when you are."
Bing buddies:? ? ?
Tang Zhen first pulled, did not dare to force, for fear of giving up, Zong He snorted, looked at him with a look of disappointment, a finger to open the cockroach, "you are too weak, so much more to eat ""
Tang Shuzui was again dismissed.
A few soldiers and brothers face each other, should not be a slap in the face, the look of disgusting is like watching a rice bucket? Still broke the rice bucket that was not brushed?
After Tang Hao opened, he squinted slightly, and he had a familiar feeling. "How do I feel that it should be like this."
Tang Hao pointed the gun at the model, and the finger was already on the trigger. With three feelings, each shot was hit in the eyebrow position of the model. After Tang Hao finished playing, he was thrown away and scared to throw the gun. I picked it up, "lying trough!!!"
Zong He also had some accidents. Tang Yan’s shooting method is very good. It’s not like he hasn’t learned it. It’s impossible to be so precise. Moreover, he played the most deadly place, did not receive training, and would not find this place to play.
However, nowadays, the most fearful is not others, but it is Tang Yan himself.
"There is a trough lying in the trough!!!" Tang Yan looked at his hand and couldn't believe it. "You have set up an automatic tracking function for this gun? I can't play it! I have never seen it." !"
Zonghe reluctantly grabbed his shoulder and let him stop squatting. This made him understand the truth. When encountering fear, the orc would fry, and the human without hair could only jump.
"You are very talented. You are 100 times stronger than those so-called military geniuses. You are a personal talent." Zonghe looked serious and praised Tang Yan, and he was embarrassed to say that Tang Yan was embarrassed. "Really?"
Zonghe nodded, blinked and stood outside the window to watch the excitement. Several soldiers who had already seen the stupid eyes, especially seriously established confidence in Tang Yan. "You are much better than them. They are still high-graduates who graduated from the military academy and fight. The ability is A, but the shooting level is in the beginning, even before you see the gun, what is in front of you, is rubbish."
Bing buddies: "..."
How do you see a lively work, it becomes a negative textbook?
Tang Yan’s mouth was hooked up, and his heart was happy. He was a genius! It’s gone! Who said that he is a chicken, he is a hundred and one hundred, wearing a hundred steps to wear Yang! Tang Yan excitedly picked up the gun, just like the child who got the fresh toy, and wanted to try again.
Zong He looked at his posture so standard, just like practice is countless times, the habit has been engraved in the body, and the twilight gradually sinks. "How do you know that hitting people to play this position?"
Don Juan didn't even think about it. "You don't need to keep your mouth at the head and heart, because you may be killed in the next second."
Zong He frowned, no killing experience, this sentence can not be said.
"Do you remember who taught you this?"
Tang Yan shook his head and suddenly realized what it was. His face was instantly white. "I, I would not have been a bad person before, killing people..."