Chapter 835: Old mansion old well, pickle congee

On the front is a very simple wooden door.
However, the stone eaves on the door are extremely delicate and exaggerated, even higher than the height of the door itself, and there are countless plaques from top to bottom.
Chen Changsheng looked up and vaguely saw many familiar notes.
Those moneys belonged to His Majesty the Emperor and the Pope.
There are the emperors of the Zhou Dynasty, the emperors of the previous dynasties, and the elder emperor's name that he has only read in books.
He was more familiar with the names of the popes, and found that the majesty of the bottom pope was his own ancestor.
The emperor at the bottom is His Majesty Emperor Taizong.
There is no Queen of Heaven and Sea, and there is no previous pope.
Obviously, before the old man in the Tang family's old house passed away, the former pope of his generation and the Tianhai sage he did not like were not qualified to leave a mark.
The old Tang family enshrine stood aside, with no change in expression and no intention to urge.
For these old people of the Tang family, such scenes have happened countless times in the past countless years.
This is the true details of the Tang family, because these are visible history, extremely real, and even seem to be true.
Snow suddenly fell in the sky, the snow was not big, and fluttered around the old house.
Chen Changsheng took out an old umbrella and opened it to the yard somehow.
Looking at the old umbrella, the expression of the old Tang family's offering finally changed, his eyes narrowed, but he couldn't see what he was thinking.
The front door of the old house is very simple, the same is true of the main courtyard. The flat bluestones are paved on the ground, washed by countless years of wind and rain, stepped on by the feet of countless people, and smooth like a mirror. When you walk on it, it is very It’s hard to imagine that Emperor Taizong passed by in the same place. The bluestone Zhou Du that you stepped on at this time may also have stepped on. The old well you saw, or Wang Zhice also drank the water inside. Then, when Su Li entered the small courtyard, did he hold an umbrella?
The Tang family's worship was stopped at the gate of the courtyard.
Chen Changsheng walked up the stone steps under the old umbrella, came to the house, and looked inside.
There is a high threshold outside the house.
He stood outside the threshold.
The old man is within the threshold.
In fact, the man's hair was already white, but it was not old when he looked.
It's just that his eyes are like old wells in the courtyard, and it seems that nothing in the world can make waves.
Is this Mrs. Tang?
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For thousands of years, the most mysterious of the entire continent is of course the black robe of the demon army division.
For many people, the old man in Tangshui City is equally mysterious.
The world only knows that Mrs. Tang is the richest man on the mainland. Even if the old man of Tianji is alive, he is far inferior to him.
The world also knows that Mrs. Tang is one of the most powerful people on the mainland, and even the Empress Dowager has no way to take him.
The world also knows that Mrs. Tang is the longest-lived man on the mainland. Someone has seen him as far back as the emperor Taizu.
But no one knows how much money Mrs. Tang has, what terrible power he holds, and how old are he?
And until today, no one knows what the real power of Mrs. Tang is.
At that time, Tianji Pavilion failed to find it. Of course, even if it was found, it would not dare to say.
After becoming the head of the house, Mrs. Tang never played with anyone again. It has been hundreds of years.
Some people have analyzed that the old man Tang must have stepped into the sacred realm long ago, but he didn't care or need the mundane reputation, so the world did not know. Otherwise, why should he stand up to the sky above Wenshui City, and why should he fight with the saints in court?
Of course, there are also many people who oppose this view, and believe that the Tang family relies on unimaginable wealth and deep-rooted forces to have such a transcendent status on the mainland, and the old man Tang is only good at managing the family, unlike people. Imagine as powerful.
No matter what kind of conjecture, it is a conjecture after all, and it seems that it will never be proved.
No one still knows what kind of man Tang Lao is.
Except for some old people in Wenshui City and a few descendants of Tang's old mansion, no one even knew the appearance of Mrs. Tang.
When he was at the Kyoto National College of Education, Chen Changsheng had heard Tang Thirty-six said many times that the old man Tang, in Tang Thirty-six narrative, his grandfather was a kind, funny, like to hold his only grandson on his knees The old man who told him stories from the past.
The moon of the demon races through the cotton-like clouds, and the wind blows the sails at night, and looks like stars connected into ropes at night.
The scenery is changing all the time, and people naturally have many faces, and they will also change.
The grandfather in Tang's thirty-six eyes could not be the real grandfather, or the entire grandfather.
What's more, the old Mrs. Tang now has a grandson.
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When Chen Changsheng went to Hanqiu City a few years ago, he passed by Wenshui. Mrs. Tang gave him a gift, but did not see him.
Today was the first time he saw Mrs. Tang, and even he was inevitably nervous.
But he did not show it.
He calmly shook off the snowflakes on the old umbrella, put the old umbrella on the wall, and then crossed the threshold and entered the house.
Regardless of movement or expression, he is very natural, just like going home.
Mrs. Tang is more natural, because this is his home.
Mrs. Tang is eating rice porridge, which is very fragrant and can clearly hear the sound.
In addition to the porridge pot on the table, there are a few dishes on the table, it looks very ordinary.
It didn’t take long for Grandpa Tang to drink up the porridge in the bowl, took a towel and wiped his mouth, and said to him: "There is a saying, it’s shameless to ask Grandpa to drink porridge. I pay more attention to maintenance recently. This sentence should be answered."
It took Chen Changsheng a moment to understand the meaning of this sentence.
He looked at the white porridge left in his eyelids and thought for a while, "If you want to fix your teeth, you can't eat too hard, but it's not good to eat porridge."
Mrs. Tang put her handkerchief back on the table and said, "It's not too long to live. How can you drink porridge every day? This is just breakfast."
Chen Changsheng didn't follow this sentence and said: "For the sake of keeping in good health, it is very good to cook some millet porridge or oatmeal for breakfast, but rice is easy to hurt the stomach."
Grandpa Tang glanced at him and asked, "Are you good at these?"
Chen Changsheng said calmly: "My medical skills may not be as good as Master's, but he is not as good as me in keeping in good health."
Mrs. Tang looked at him and said, "Since self-supporting medicine is not as good as your master, why should you come to see me and say that you should treat me cold?"
Chen Changsheng said: "Healing people is the thing doctors should do, and I am the Pope, I should do more."
Mrs. Tang’s expression remained the same and said,
Do you think your Master is not qualified to treat illnesses and save people?

Chen Changsheng also looked the same, saying: "If the name is not correct, then the words are not correct, and if the words are not correct, then things are difficult to accomplish."
This sentence is very interesting. If you let Xiang Wang and others listen to this sentence, you should taste it for a longer time and try to express more meaning.
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