Chapter 51: I wish you all the best, long life

The two female special soldiers were unceremonious to invite Mrs. Tang to the hall. Instead of stepping directly under the feet like everyone else, she was squatting at her. On the seat, one side, let her move. Seeing the father who was lying on the ground, Mrs. Tang’s twilight did not change. Her eyes were only a faint sweep, and she turned her head and looked at the Duke of Tang. "What happened?"
After knowing the relationship between Tang Lian and his wife, his wife’s eyes, Duke Tang’s inexplicable feeling of chill.
Gu Yankai put all the evidence in front of the Duke of Tang, a large stereo screen, and even interrogated images. There is no need for him to ask anything, nor to listen to their sophistry. All the evidence is here. If you can't see clearly, you can't understand it. It's definitely eyelids and brain damage.
The Duke of Tang looked more and more cold, and his heart was amazed by the waves. He found that he really didn’t know his wife at all. The other party not only concealed his own life, but also turned Tang Yan into a waste person. Destroyed Tang Yin’s life, and this femme-like woman had been sleeping with him for more than ten years.
"Duke of the Duke, this is filthy..." The Duchess had not finished talking, a female soldier suddenly shot, and unloaded the other's chin for a second, and decided to make a decision.
Tang Lian, who has been squatting on the ground and has stopped struggling, struggled wildly at this moment, staring at the female soldier with resentment. It can be seen from this that Tang Lian really cares about Mrs. Tang’s daughter, and Mrs. Tang’s true feelings about his father are not obvious.
The Duke of Tang looked ugly and looked at the father and daughter. Before she had more pets, she was chilling now. He didn’t like things that he couldn’t control. And this person he always thought was the most intimate pillow, but he was carrying him. With so many things, this feeling of betrayal is what the Duke of Tang can't stand.
Zong He squinted at the face of Duke Tang, mocking: "In fact, you don't want to keep him."
The Duke of Tang stretched his face and sat in a chair, madly saying: "No, tiger poison is not a child. He is my son after all."
Zonghe did not leave him a little bit of love, stood up and said coldly: "Is there a number in your own heart, but you will have no relationship in the future. I will meet him later. Dear Mr. Marshal, I will bow down." ""
The Duke and the Duke are still different. Zonghe’s father is the Duke. He can also inherit the title of the Duke. The mother is still a princess. He is also the emperor’s cousin, the real emperor. The glory of the Tang family for many years is also given by the royal family, and it has to bow.
Although the face of Duke of Tang was calm, the fingers holding the handrails were already white, and the pale face made him look old and old. In just half an hour, the gentle dream of twenty years of construction It was destroyed at once and the whole family was destroyed halfway. Rao is reassuring in his heart, and such a huge contrast can not be tolerated.
In the eyes of Zong He’s persecution, the Duke of Tang finally opened his mouth.
Take the lady up, think about it.

Zong He snorted and was not satisfied with the result of just being locked up. At this time, a gentle voice broke the oppressive atmosphere, "Zonghe, it is time to go home."
Tang Yan stood at the door of the hall, his mouth was hooked, his eyes softly looked at Zong He, and he saw the other side looking over and smiled. "Go home, big night, run to someone else's home, it's not good."
The Duke of Tang looked at Tang Yan, who was standing at the door with a sly look, and finally stood up slowly.
Tang Hao didn't even look at him. "Zong He, let's go home, there is nothing to say about personal slag."
"You!" The Duke of Tang was provoked by Tang Yan's words, and a sinister fire rushed to his head, but he took all the words back after receiving Zong He's eyes.
Tang Yan sneered aloud, disgustingly said: "Do you want to preach, or say to yourself, I am not filial, I don't want to be filial to your father." Tang Yan stood outside the hall. Indifferent way: "I don't want to step on this land. The mud on the heel makes me feel sick. I saw the ugliest side of humanity here. There is nothing else to say. Duke of Tang, I wish you a long time. Life is a hundred years old, old and nothing."
The last sentence, can not be said to be non-toxic, Duke of Tang swayed, sitting back on the chair, squatting on the violent chest, gas can not breathe, his son! Let him be old and help him to live forever!
Tang Yan then looked at the Tang and Tang Lian, who were being treated, and smiled inexplicably. "Duke of Tang, I am really blessed."
The Duke of Tang was white, especially Tang Yan looked at his eyes, just like a knife on his chest. Tang Yan didn't hate him, it was disgusting, and his eyes seemed to be watching a disgusting bed bug.
The Duke of Tang took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He looked at Tang Yan’s eyes and felt distressed. He bit his teeth and said sincerely: "It is my father who has not fulfilled his responsibilities. You are wronged."
Don Juan just wants to laugh. "If my partner is not an imperial marshal, the Duke of Tang should be looking for someone to kill me. The provincial affairs are exposed and ruin your wealth. If you are like this, I am still saying that, I am. I wish you a long life, no one to rely on. Zong He, let's go home, what can you say about this scum and the smashed bastard?"
The face of the Duke of Tang was quick and purple, and he raised a son who would be jealous. He was so poisonous. The key was that he could not refute a word, and he would die.
At this time, a rhythmic footstep interrupted the oppressive atmosphere. "Sorry, I am late, not greeted the guests, it is too rude."
This voice is slightly immature, but it is quite majestic, a faint sentence, the eyes of all the people in the hall have been attracted to the past, a teenager in a Chinese costume, I do not know when it has come to the door, only Tang Yan Three steps away. He smiled and said: "Mother does not like to live here, I have already prepared for the room in the back mountain. Come and take the mother to rest."
The Duke of Tang looked cold and looked at the ritual behavior of the younger son, "Back Mountain?"
Tang Tingye’s face was smirked with a gentle smile.
Yes, that’s where my brother was once closed. Don’t worry, I won’t poison her. At most, I’m going to scare her in the middle of the night. I want her to feel it. What is the taste of a few years. If you don't do this, the marshal should not be satisfied."
The Duke of Tang looked ugly at his little son, and he actually felt that the younger son was so strange.
The housekeeper had not waited for what the Duke had said, and waved his hand to the two maids. The two maids forced the lady to lift up and dragged away.
Even if Mrs. Tang was dismissed from her chin, she could still whisper. She was struggling with horror. She also knew that she had no good end after being taken away. The only one who could give her a chance to live is the Duke of Tang. Just ask the other person to see her husband and wife in so many years, save her!
The maid is obviously trained. She does not give her the opportunity to resist. She directly uses the power and smashes out like a chicken.
"You!" Duke of Tang smashed, and looked at the reaction of the housekeeper and the maid in amazement. Just wanted to stop, he received Zong He's cold eyes, cold like a skate, and his body was tight and even faint. . Zonghe wants to kill him! The Duke of Tang finally realized that Zonghe did not worry about what the royal family knew. He came here today to come and say.
The Duke of Tang sat down in a good position and did not speak any more. However, watching Tang Tingye’s eyes became colder and colder, even the younger son did not listen to him. What did he hide himself?
Tang Tingye blinked and looked at the attendant and dragged Mrs. Tang out. He sat up with satisfaction and looked straight into his father. He said gently: "In the past two years, my father is older, and my son’s nature will help you. Share the family affairs, if you are tired, go back to rest, I will handle it here."
"Ting Ye! You!" Tang Duke's face turned from red to white, became bloodless, clutching the armrests tightly, and the hand hidden under the sleeves trembled fiercely, he could not accept, his youngest son! The youngest son he is most proud of is so deep hidden!
Tang Tingye taunted the Duke of Tang, and the cold eyes made the Duke of Tang a tight heart. The blind man seemed to be stunned and could not say a word.
Tang Tingye said indifferently: "I remember that there are laws that stipulate that the rank of the general may be directly sentenced after determining that the other party committed a felony. No trial is required. I remember it right?"
"Yes, killing people to pay for their lives." Zonghe’s mouth was slightly picky, and he still had a good impression on this powerful child.
Tang Tingye hooked his mouth and pulled a gun that the aristocrats could wear from the waist behind him. He smiled at Tang Lian, who couldn’t resist on the ground. This action made Tang Lian twist his head and horrified. Trembling a few times. He is not afraid of death. He is ready to die before. If his daughter is not locked up, he can face life and death calmly, but now he wants to live, he wants to save his daughter, he can't die!
Tang Tingye chuckled and pulled the trigger in the desperate eyes of the other party. He shot a few shots and all hit the floor.
Looking at the other side's trembling look, as well as the hope of living in the eye, Tang Tingye is in a very good mood: "This life is better, I want to see your eyes lost hope of life, no Struggling to make you so dead, it is a pity. Send the old butler to Houshan, Houshan is a good place to care for the elderly. Just beside the lady, the father and the daughter also have a care.

Tang Yan looked at the boy's smile and suddenly remembered the sentence: "Take the mountain and bury it."
The person who said this sentence is Tang Lian, and this child is the leaflet in his dream. He wants to avenge the servant?
Tang Zhenzheng thought, the people around him suddenly rushed over, Tang Yan did not react, had been hugged by the other side, Tang Tingye, the whole person rushed into his arms, clutching his waist, whispered Sentence: "Brother."
The last second is still not mature like a sixteen-year-old boy. At this moment, it is childish like a six-year-old child. Tang Yan’s heart suddenly stunned, as if he had been hit by something powerful and looked at his shoulder. On this furry head, Tang Yan raised his hand and gently touched the child's head. "You are... leaflet?"
That dream is definitely a memory.
Tang Tingye looked up and looked at Tang Yan’s eyes uneasy. "Brother?"
Tang Yan said with a smile: "I am sorry, I lost my memory. I forgot all the previous things. I only remember that there is a child named Xiaoye. Is it you?"
"Brother." Tang Tingye grievances holding Tang Yan does not let go, like a child who needs comfort, his head squatting on Tang Yan's shoulder, and the sly Tang Yan is about to breathe.
Don Juan couldn't bear to push him away. I don't know if it was related to the memory left by the original. Somewhere in my heart, I still want to get close to this boy. Tang Yan’s heart sighed slightly, maybe it’s blood and family. The child’s body is the same blood as him. After all, he is reluctant to let go.
Zong He came to the two people a few steps, raised his hand and grabbed the back collar of Tang Tingye, and took a slap in the side, just like a dog skin plaster, and opened Tang Tingye.
"Go, go home." Zong He took Tang Yan's hand away and pulled away. From now on, he has nothing to do with this family. The rest, he believes that Tang Tingye can handle it well.
After Tang Haogang took a few steps, he listened to Tang Tingye’s anxious cry: "Brother! Don't go!"
Tang Yan smiled back and waved his hand at the grievous teenager: "Do not worry, I am doing very well now, and you should not be blinded by hatred."
Because of this smile, Tang Tingye suddenly felt a loose heart.
Gu Yankai went to the door. "Children, look at your brother's face, I will give you another privilege." Gu Yankai pulled Master Mervyn over, laughing with a smile: "Leave a few people to protect the safety of the little duke."
Major General Mervy ordered a few people, and walked coldly. Without being beaten, Major General Mervin was even more uncomfortable. The murderous body of the body was scared to guard the body of the Duke's House.
Gu Yankai smiled and waved with Tang Tingye. "There is not enough people to find us, family, you are polite."
Tang Tingye watched this group of people quickly retreat, smiled and narrowed his eyes, sitting in a chair, as if he was a few years old, the Duke of Tang, who was unable to stand up because of the attack: "Father, look, brother looking for How good is your partner, the military power is at hand, and you are sent to protect me. Are you very pleased?"
The Duke of Tang closed his eyes desperately, the eldest son hated him, did not recognize him, even cursed him, the younger son overhead, he wanted to control him, his wife betrayed him, and he almost abused his son. This family, who had been around him, was omnipotent. He didn't expect him to be the most ignorant one. Now he has become a lonely old man who has been rebellious. It really should be Tang Yan’s words: old and nothing, long life Centenarians are here, the most cursed curse.
The family inheritance he cares most, I don't know if I can keep it. The son of the second son, who is in the position of Zonghe, is in jeopardy. Looking at the younger son, it is absolutely impossible for the second child to keep a marriage contract with the royal family. If he counts, he has lived for most of his life. What is left?
"The old is nothing, long life is 100 years old." Tang Duke said this sentence in a word, the mind is all Tang Yan's eyes when he looked at him, and the little son's ridiculous eyes are also a thorn, 狠狠It plunged into his heart and made him feel uncomfortable breathing.
The time seemed to be still. After a long time, the Duke of Tang only breathed a sigh of relief and replied with a little strength. He said, "How do you think?"
"It's very simple. Li Mo didn't want to come out of the room forever. Tang Lian looked at his daughter in the few years left, and realized the despair together. I won't kill them. I only Will let them live in pain, death can only be relief, and I, is a clean child, will not do murder." Tang Tingye's face is hung with a shallow smile, the human and animal harmless to the Duke of Tang : "Father, mother alone in the graveyard, very lonely, do you want to build a small house in front of her grave, accompany her for a while, by the way, regret, do not have a good husband, good father, I think, if you attitude If she is sincere, she will forgive you."
"You are a blind man!" The face of Duke of Tang turned from white to red, and his face rose red, grabbing the teacup on the table and bowing to Tang Tingye.
Tang Tingye looked at his face and looked at it. The soldier standing next to him raised his hand, and an ice sensation flashed. The water in the cup and the cup fell to the ground. Tang Tingye was still gentle, he smiled: Originally, I didn't want to do it so quickly. In my planning, there should be two years. When I was 18 years old, I officially took over the Tang family. I didn't expect that my brother was too capable and could find one. A partner who supports me. Ah~ life, there are always so many surprises waiting for you."
The Duke of Tang finally resisted, and under this series of blows, the gas fainted.
Tang Tingye’s face suddenly cooled down, and the cold road said:
Look for someone to show him the disease, build a house next to the mother’s grave, and take time to let him move. Be sure to let him live for a hundred years, and look at his mother. He did not deserve to be buried with her after a hundred years."
Tang Tingye finished, looking to the sky, there is no shadow of Tang Yan, but he knows that his brother is doing very well now, although this nephew is too strong, it still makes him very unhappy.

The next morning, Tang Yan stumbled and touched the side, did not touch the familiar person, suddenly reacted, Zong He was locked in the study room last night. Tang Zhen sat up, laughed and laughed spontaneously, and got used to sleeping together. It was really uncomfortable to sleep alone.
Ji Yan entered the house, opened a layer of curtains, took clothes for Tang Yan, and handed a wet towel. "Today, God has a message in the aristocratic circle. Mrs. Tang died suddenly due to illness. The Duke of Tang was overly sad and sick. All the things in the family were handed over to the young Duke Tang Tingye. Prince Taizheng, who was taken home by the young Duke, was temporarily suspended for half a year in order to take care of his sick father."
Tang Hao took the towel, lay down and wiped his face. He asked: "Is this news true or false? Really dead?"
Ji Yan said: "This is the news that the little duke released. It is true that we don't know. If you want to know, I am looking for someone to check."
"No need." Tang Yan handed the towel to Ji Yan and sat up. "It's not our family's thing, let's not care."
When Tang Yan had breakfast, Ji Yan sent another invitation letter, and the bright red word was particularly conspicuous.
Tang Wei: "..."
I just clarified my identity last night. I was invited by the Royals to eat today. How do I feel that my heart is so low?