The stars are shining and the cool breeze is blowing.
Song Siyuan stood in the courtyard and saw Yue Guanchao sitting on the roof from a distance, holding his hands on the ridge of the roof and looking at the sky.
"Yue Guanchao, what are you doing on the roof?"
She climbed the ladder and stepped onto the roof. Without the cover of the eaves, windows and coffins, she saw an open field, with stars twinkling all over the sky, and an indescribable tranquility.
She saw that Yue Guanchao had a wine jar in his hand and looked around: "Where is the second artillery piece?"
"He was dead asleep."
"Tomorrow, I will go to Tangjiazhuang with you."
When Song Siyuan said this, Yue Guanchao looked at her with a face flushed from drinking:
"I don't know how many monsters and ghosts there are in Tangjiazhuang. If you go there and you are in danger, I can't explain it to your parents."
"I know."
Song Siyuan looked at him, a trace of concern flashed in her eyes:
"It's the danger that makes me go. With my family's background in the Northeast, I don't think they would dare to do anything."
"Otherwise, I have exposed Tang Dianrong's evil deeds. Why don't they dare to cause trouble and insist on provoking the teahouse without any pain?"
"These people bully the weak and fear the strong. As long as I am here, you can escape from Tangjiazhuang regardless of whether the negotiation succeeds or not."
"You won't have to fight alone. We are in Fengtian and we are in a hurry."
"But…"
Yue Guanchao still wanted to speak, but Song Siyuan quickly covered his mouth, winked mischievously and smiled like a flower:
"Ok, deal."
"But what exactly did Lou Yunxian say to you? You want to drink alone."
Song Siyuan noticed from the moment she got on the carriage that Yue Guanchao was unhappy all the way. Now that she had the opportunity, she naturally wanted to ask questions.
Yue Guanchao's eyes were red and he choked and said:
"Her previous life was more difficult than I thought, but I promised her to keep it a secret, so I can't tell you anymore."
"Anyway, as entrusted by Feng Jian, I must protect her."
…
Tangjiazhuang is a hundred or ten miles away from Fengtian City. It is not far away, but it is not close either.
The two people rode horses and drove for a whole morning, and saw the Tangjiazhuang archway standing in front of them from a distance.
As soon as they got off the carriage, a few little boys raised their childish faces and asked in a milky voice:
"But you're here to find my master?"
"Yes, lead the way."
These children understood the idea and led the carriage through the streets and came to a house with a three-door gate.
Yue Guanchao observed carefully, he saw that the black lacquer plaque was very luxurious, the gold lacquer seal script was majestic, the steps in front of the mansion were towering, and the stone lions on both sides were ferocious and terrifying, just like the gate beasts protecting the Xuanchi Golden New Gate.
Looking into the distance, you can vaguely see attic pavilions and towering jade trees.
With its cranes, birds, and lions and beasts, the courtyard of the Tang Mansion is so majestic that it feels like an upstart military general.
Squeak!
The golden door opened, and the old man inside waved in: "The distinguished guest is here, please come inside."
Yue Guanchao got off the carriage and asked Song Siyuan to stay outside the door. He walked into the Tang Mansion alone.
In front of the main hall, the door was closed. The old man slapped Qian'er slightly, stood outside the door and replied:
"Young master, the person you and your wife are looking for has arrived."
"I understand, go down."
There was clapping in the main hall, several doors opened and closed on both sides, Yue Guanchao looked into the hall.
A dandy boy was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, letting his two lovely wives and beautiful maids fan the wind and hand them out fruit, but they didn't even give Yue Guanchao a good look!
Upon closer inspection, Tang Gelin is indeed very similar to Tang Dianrong, but in terms of demeanor, this second-generation gangster is far inferior to his father.
Even though he is wearing a neat and elegant modern suit and has oily hair, he still has an aura of frivolity and a sense of frivolity.
"May I ask, who are you?"
Yue Guanchao had long known that he was Tang Gelin, but when people come as guests, they always have to follow some rules.
"Tang Gelin, the young master of Tang Mansion."
"It turns out to be Master Tang. I wonder if you posted this post?"
Yue Guanchao took out the bamboo tube, and the beautiful maid Grace came over, took the bamboo tube and handed it to Tang Gelin.
"nature!"
Tang Gelin half took off his sunglasses and browsed Yue Guanchao up and down:
"I didn't expect that Brother-in-law would come so quickly. It really caught me off guard. Look, I didn't even have time to get up and greet him."
"Please, please, please."
Now that Yue Guanchao had arrived at the den of thieves, he had no reason to be afraid. He walked into the main hall and sat in the east seat following the reception of the maid.
As soon as the tea cup is put on, the whole room is filled with fragrance.
Yue Guanchao didn't know what was in the tea, so he pushed it away slightly.
"Young master, if you want to see us, just post a message. We will come naturally. Why bother with the teahouse and use Zhou Linke to play such a big game of chess."
At this point, there was no point in talking in circles, so Yue Guanchao opened the skylight and spoke frankly.
"I won't offend others unless they offend me. If you offend me first, don't blame me, the Tang Mansion, for being unkind, but we are considered even, so we might as well spread our bargaining chips."
After he finished speaking, the maid on the side handed over an ancient scroll.
Yue Guanchao opened it and took a closer look. The thousands of peaks covered with snow and the sparkling Tianchi Lake were not Changbai Mountain.
