Changsun never expected that Nangong Ao would have such a trump card, and there would be a glimmer of hope in his calculations. But at this moment, Nangong Ao stood up in the air and shattered all the assumptions in Changsun's mind.
At this time, the eldest grandson was like a child whose lies were exposed. All his tricks were childish and ridiculous. He could only look at the eldest grandson Wentian anxiously.
Changsun Wentian didn't know the pros and cons of this, but if he didn't stand up at this time, who would protect his lonely grandson?
At this time, Changsun Wentian was like the big hen in the game of eagle catching chicks that Changsun played when he was a child. He knew that he would be covered in bruises but still blocked his body in front of him.
Changsun felt sad for a while. At this time, his heart was filled with a mixture of sourness and bitterness, leaving only helplessness.
Changsun Wentian was now magnanimous.
"Nangong Ao, I didn't expect you to reach the realm of the charioteer so quickly."
"I would also like to thank the captain for the promotion." Nangong Ao bowed and said.
"Hmph, I thought you had completely forgotten." Changsun Wentian said disdainfully.
"Captain, I have no intention of disobeying your will, but you are so superior that you completely ignore the opinions of the brothers below." Nangong Ao said with indignation.
"Hmph, I'm afraid you are the only one you call the brother below. Nangong Ao, don't act here. I know your tricks and thoughts clearly. Don't you want to speak with your strength? Then let's see who it is today. The fist is strong." After Changsun Wentian finished speaking, his aura was completely different.
Nangong Ao also became serious at this time, "Since the leader wants to teach you, I will definitely accompany you."
At this moment, the atmosphere in the meeting hall suddenly became tense, and everyone had a premonition that a fight was inevitable.
However, everyone here was just watching the excitement, wishing that the two of them would fight to the death and both sides would suffer, so that they could gain some benefits from it.
Only the eldest grandson was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. The strategizing demeanor he had just now was gone, and all that was left was worry about the old man and being at a loss what to do.
Siqin saw the change in his eldest grandson and felt pity in his heart. He did not expect that the situation would become like this, and he did not expect that the young man who had been invisible to him a few days ago would now have a full expression on his face.
People who are only scheming but have no intention will never be liked. At this moment, Changsun's behavior showed his truth even more. It was this truth that moved Si Qin and made her decide to help Changsun.
"What are you two doing at this time? The head of the Changsun family called all the families in the city here today to see you two 'fighting cocks'. Since he is here to ask for our opinions, then I, the Red Sleeve Pavilion, will not I see you, the head of the Changsun family, speaking in this hall, let alone Nangong jumping up and down like a clown here."
Si Qin suddenly spoke and treated the two charioteers so rudely, which shocked everyone, and the most surprised person present was the eldest grandson.
The eldest grandson never expected that the person who helped him when he felt that the situation was out of control would be this quiet woman whom he had only met a few times.
At this time, Nangong Ao did not expect that Cheng Yaojin would come out halfway, and she turned out to be a weak woman. He was also startled, and then sneered: "Does Miss Siqin have anything else to say? I advise you not to talk too much. After all, this is a man’s business, you girls should just hide behind men.”
Nangong Ao's words just happened to annoy Siqin. Although they sounded nice, they revealed discrimination against women's status, which was what Siqin hated the most.
An angry look was seen on Si Qin's face. Before Si Qin could speak, a black shadow suddenly flashed past.
When people reacted, they had already rushed in front of Nangong Ao, and punched Nangong Ao in the face. Even Nangong Ao was caught off guard at this time, and had to retreat quickly while raising his hands to defend passively.
The seemingly unimpressive punch caused Nangong Ao to suffer a big loss. He was caught off guard and put it down until he retreated to the base of the wall to stop his decline.
After the black shadow struck, he immediately stopped and retreated behind Hai Dafu, the head of the Hai family.
At this time, people saw clearly that the person who had just taken action was an inconspicuous old man. He had been present at the beginning of the clan meeting, but no one noticed him.
At this time, Hai Dafu said: "We have something to discuss, why should we do anything? Peace brings wealth."
Nangong Ao's face was gloomy, but he couldn't get angry because he found that the strength of the old man who had just taken action was not inferior to him, so he said, "What does this mean, Master Hai?"
"Don't get me wrong, Deputy Commander Nangong. My subordinate has no ill intentions. He is just following my instructions. I just feel that I have been silent for too long and seem to be ignored." Hai Dafu's voice was full of smiles from the beginning. It's getting colder.
In the past, Haijia gave people the impression of low-key rich people, just like the brocade robe worn by Hai Dafu. Only those who know the goods know that it is a brocade robe made of golden silk silk. Regardless of the preciousness of the material, it is just made by hand. The cost is beyond what an average family can afford in a year, which shows how valuable it is.
But it is low-key because it is not luxurious or showy. However, it is this low-key that people often overlook.
Hai Dafu's increasingly cold words alerted Nangong Ao. The Hai family had been silent. It wasn't that they didn't have the strength to speak, but they were just unwilling to speak.
But when one day he wants to talk and you don't listen, you will suffer. That's it.
After Hai Dafu finished speaking, he stopped talking. At this time, Si Qin said: "Deputy Commander Nangong, I wonder if I still have the right to speak now."
Nangong Ao was furious at this time, but he couldn't get angry. He was trembling with anger, and finally he could only snort.
"I saw just now that most of the families have expressed their stance. Now that everyone is here, don't just watch the fun. The families who didn't speak just now should not remain silent." Siqin looked around for a week and then said, calm and composed at this time. The momentum is hard to resist.
The eldest grandson saw Siqin "taking over the host" and felt nothing but gratitude in his heart.
Although Si Qin's move may not necessarily help the eldest grandson save the situation, it at least gives him a glimmer of hope. It's like a drowning person who sees a branch and knows it's hard to bear, but still tries desperately to grab it.
After Si Qin finished speaking, the atmosphere on the court became awkward for a while. The families who had not expressed their opinions looked at me and I looked at you, but they all dared not speak.
The families that had already lined up showed a hint of hesitation because of the attitudes of Siqin and the Hai family.
While many families were hesitating, they suddenly heard a high-pitched crane roar outside the room, and everyone was frightened.
Because he knew clearly that the crane's cry came from outside the house, but it seemed to resound in his mind and immediately attracted everyone's attention.
When everyone was surprised by the crane's cry, a letter appeared on the scene.
It is said to be a letter, but in fact it is just a piece of paper, but for some reason people think it is a letter.
A letter, only a piece of paper, no envelope, just floating in the air, like a weightless feather, rippling in the air.
People are trying to see clearly the content of the letter, but the more they look at it, the more they feel the dazzling whiteness of the letter paper, as if the silver-covered world in winter suddenly receives a dazzling ray of sunshine, blinding you.
The letter fell erratically to the table of the conference table. One second it was light as if it was not bound by gravity, the next second it hit the table like a meteor, and finally it was as firm as a sharp sword. Pricked on the table.
No one thought that a weightless letter could be so sharp, so sharp that it could break silently even when it encountered such a solid tabletop, and then stand like a proud crane in front of everyone.
The content of the letter is now being rendered like ink dripping into clear water, but the few words are like sharp swords piercing people's eyes, and the sharp breath is difficult to isolate even if they close their eyes and hold their breath.
"Old man:
Long time no see, I miss you so much; please wait until I come to visit you.
Poor scholar, wanderer"
It was obviously just a few simple greetings, but it made the people present feel like there was a heavy hammer on their hearts, and it was like there was a high-pitched sword sound ringing in their ears, making people unable to help but want to escape from the scene.
Is this the realm of wandering people?
Except for Changsun Wentian, no one present had ever seen Youzi, but everyone knew that the fallen scholar was most famous for his folding fan and the most deadly for his sword.
After a short period of calm, the meeting hall suddenly became agitated.
Youzi and the others all know who this "old man" is. He seems to have a good relationship with Youzi, and Youzi wants to pay a special visit.
You Zi, no one here dares to provoke him, not only because of his high level, but also because he is ruthless.
He had slaughtered a family, his own family.
Nangong Ao's face became more and more ugly. Today, he originally thought that he would successfully harvest the fruits of so many years of planning, but he did not expect that problems would arise frequently.
First there was the eldest grandson, then there was the Hongxiuge Pavilion and the Hai family, and now there was another wanderer. Nangong Ao felt extremely aggrieved.
Regardless of whether you are a real wanderer or a fake, it is impossible to scare me away with just one letter.
Thinking of it, Nangong Ao sneered and said "Mysterious", then clapped his hands hard, jumped up on the table, rushed to the letter, closed his five fingers to form a palm knife, and wanted to chop the letter into pieces.
However, before Nangong Ao could get close to the letter with his knife, a sudden change occurred. The seemingly weak letter now exuded a soaring aura, just wanting to pierce the roof, and then the target suddenly turned to Nangong Ao.
At this moment, Nangong Ao felt like an antelope being stared at by a cheetah, with all his energy locked up. No matter how hard you try to avoid it, you can't escape its sight. No matter how powerful you decorate the antelope horns on your head, it's all in vain.
In this way, the people present only saw Nangong Ao suddenly attacking. Before the attack was successful, a soaring momentum came and went suddenly.
Then Nangong Ao seemed to have been cast a restraining spell, frozen in place, and the sword stopped in the air.
Time seemed to have stopped on Nangong Ao, and only the sweat that kept coming out of his forehead proved that Nangong Ao had not stopped at the previous moment, but did not dare to move rashly for some reason.
At this time, no one dared to act rashly.
Changsun Wentian walked over, his steps steady and without any nervousness; then he casually stretched out his hand and grabbed Xin.
The reason why I say "catching" is because people never thought that one day a letter would make them overwhelmed, and they didn't even dare to say "take it".
The expected result did not appear, and Changsun Wentian picked up the letter smoothly.
"Although I haven't waited for you for so long, it's good to have a letter."
