Wu Shiyi gently fanned the white paper fan, when she listened to Huang Ji's last sentence. His eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized: "Your Majesty previously ordered Weichen to send someone to carefully investigate the background of the Guardian and Duan Shaohui, in fact, he wanted to see if the reason why the two of them were able to advance at the same time was directly related to their environment and family background. After all, in a small village of 1,500 people, it is good to have one person to advance, let alone two people to advance at the same time. ”

Huang Ji nodded and said, "Not bad!" ”

Then he said with a slight regret: "It's a pity that I still got nothing!" ”

After taking the last puff of the cigarette and putting the pipe in his hand, he said lightly: "But this is not the big picture." For more than 30 years, this king has only relied on ordinary people to fight with the four major chambers of commerce, and I believe that in the future, when Chen'er's level is raised to the point where he can stand alone, he will be able to deal with them. ”

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

……

Just as the two of them ended their conversation.

The Tang family's mansion, located in the northwest of Beach City, is more appropriate to be a small city than a mansion.

The surrounding city walls and the outer moat are no less than the defense of Beach City, the whole city covers an area of about 1,000 acres, just like a city in the city, in the city of Beach, where every inch of land is valuable, it can be seen that its wealth is strong.

Bounded by the central axis, the city is divided into three areas: left, center, and right.

The central district is mainly inhabited by the direct relatives of the Tang family, and it is also the place where the high-level gatherings and resolutions of the Tang family chamber of commerce; The West District is the "invincible" guild station, which is under the sole responsibility of Tang Haichuan; The eastern district is the place where the middle-level of the chamber of commerce lives and lives, and is responsible for the implementation of the resolutions conveyed by the central district.

In the center of the central district, there is a magnificent building that sits north to south, and the momentum is not inferior to that of the royal palace.

The furniture in the main hall of this building is finely carved, and at the same time it is wrapped in gold and silver, decorated with dragons and phoenixes, which is extremely luxurious, the ground is made of gorgeous brocade as the carpet, and the antiques, pendants, and screens decorated around are also very exquisite, and all of them show the luxurious atmosphere of the owner.

A man in his sixties, with slightly dark skin, a fat body, and a slightly hooked nose, was lying on a couch that could accommodate four or five people lying flat, his head resting in the arms of a beautiful woman who was massaging his shoulders and back, and three beautiful maids, one kneeling on the couch to beat his legs, and two kneeling on the carpet to polish his nails and toenails.

He has a glittering pearl cloud crown on his head, a luxurious yellow brocade robe, a shining gold leaf jade belt around his waist, and a jewel all over his body, echoing each other from afar, looking extravagant, even if the king is there in person, I am afraid he will have to be compared to him.

This rich man is Tang Fushui, the president of the Tang Family Chamber of Commerce.

The chair on which he reclined was on a four-step platform at the northern end of the hall, and at the bottom of the stairs were thirty beautiful Kabuki with double hanging buns and only a translucent gauze cover.

While Tang Fushui squinted and enjoyed, he also sighed at the wonder of fate.

The saddest thing about a big family with many heirs like the Tang family is that only one of each generation can be the protagonist, and the others are either in a supporting role or are pushed to the edge to do inconsequential things.

He is a son of the Tang family who is not taken seriously and is excluded to the margins, usually only responsible for outreach work, and can't even enter the decision-making level. Although the status is high, the power is often inferior to that of the head of the family.

The only meaning of his existence seems to be to provide the Tang family with one more channel for bloodline inheritance. Moreover, the offspring born to supporting characters like them must be sent to the main family at a very young age, and the main family is responsible for training and education. Family affection becomes vulnerable in the face of supreme family interests.

Tang Fushui is a self-aware person, knowing that he is not the most outstanding one among his peers. Therefore, he withdrew from the secret war for power and profit early, and turned to singing every night and living a seed. Horse-like days. Thus, he had the most children of all his brothers, but all the children he gave birth to were sent to the Lord's house.

He originally wanted to go with the flow for the rest of his life, but one day in the 117th year of the Marfa era, the old family master called him at a regular meeting where all the high-ranking Tang family members were present, and announced him as the next head of the Tang family in front of everyone.

Looking at the envious and jealous eyes cast by those brothers who were above him in all aspects, he knew that the old master was not joking, everything was true!

It wasn't until the end of the meeting, when the old family owner left him behind for a long private conversation, that he suddenly realized that he understood the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that his son, 15-year-old Tang Haichuan this year, was promoted to a divine hero a month ago. Not only that, but on the way back from Tang Haichuan's promotion to a divine power hero, he also happened to meet Yao Wei, a disciple of the Yao family, who had also just been promoted to a mage. However, the latter is in danger, surrounded by a dozen scarecrows, and his life is on the verge of death.

Tang Haichuan only glanced at it, and then chose to help. Under his harassment tactics of attacking five or six scarecrows one after another, he quickly broke through the encirclement and successfully rescued Yao Wei.

Although the two of them have received a thick black education in their respective families, they are still young people after all, and they have experienced the test of calamity together, so they have established a deep friendship in an instant. Especially Yao Wei, he is even more grateful to Tang Haichuan for saving his life.

After chatting for a while, we passed each other's names. They found that they not only had the same background, but also had the same interests. Therefore, it is natural to marry brothers with different surnames, and Tang Haichuan is 5 months older as the eldest brother. After that, the two returned to their families as lobbyists, and persuaded the heads of the Tang and Yao families to conclude an offensive and defensive alliance.

Through this incident, the old master of the Tang family saw Tang Haichuan's outstanding personality charm and outstanding leadership temperament, so he decided to devote his family strength to cultivating Tang Haichuan to take the road of holy war.

The father is valued by the son, and he, who was originally excluded to the edge and had nothing to do all day because of the interests of the family, was also promoted to the position of the heir of the head of the family because of the supremacy of the interests of the family, "It's really good, it's better to be born well!" Since then, there has been such a saying in the Tang family.

Tang Fushui, who was wide-hearted and fat, turned a deaf ear to all kinds of rumors that satirized him, and only knew how to fully support his son Tang Haichuan from the logistical aspect, and his generous performance made the old family head quite reassured, and he gave up the position of the head of the family in 120 years of the Marfa era.

The improvement of his status and the increase of resources allowed him to learn more information.

For example, the Huang family and the Tang family first existed in the form of tribes, similar to today's nomads. Later, because of the emergence of holy wars, the Huang family gradually rose, and after conquering and annexing countless tribes, it became the current kingdom of Hagena.

The history of the rise of the Huang family is so similar to the current situation of the Tang family, as long as his son re-walks the path that the holy war has taken, then the Tang family will be the current Huang family, and he will replace Huang Ji as the king.

Smelling the body fragrance of the maid beside him, he knew that now was the most critical moment, and whoever of the Tang, Wang, Jiang, and Yao families could first obtain the "Walmart Horn" to establish a real guild, who could win huge prestige and attract more divine heroes to join, and then he didn't dare to say that he commanded the world, at least in Beachy Province, no one should dare to touch the tiger's beard.

"Tuda, tuda...... Sigh! ”

After a crisp sound of horses' hooves, the two horses and a carriage stopped outside the hall door.

The two handsome guards turned over and dismounted, walked to the front of the luxurious extended carriage, respectfully opened the car door, and Tang Haichuan, who was dressed in dark green armor of the god of war, walked down from above.

He is two meters tall, with long legs and a narrow waist, broad shoulders and a thick back, and his burly figure is quite impressive.

The angular contours of his face, the bridge of his nose, his deep pupils, and his bronzed skin all reveal the charm and courage of a masculine man.

His appearance can not only make the opposite sex excited, but even the same sex will have a good impression when he sees it.

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Thank you to the classmates of "Flying Di Pig", 20 votes smashed the black pot and dizzy for a while.

There are also "crazy" classmates, I don't know why I always feel familiar when I look at this name, and finally it is summarized as fate.

The word fate seems to be a little sour, but not sour enough to express the gratitude in the heart of the black pot!