Chang'an Avenue is even narrow and sloping, and the green cow and white horse are seven incense cars.

Looking west from the east gate of the Qinglong Kingdom, it is a majestic and magnificent building complex, millions of cities carved beams and painted buildings, the mansions of the wealthy families are powerful, and the great country is like the sun in the sky, prosperous and brilliant.

The Qinglong Kingdom Shenyuan 1,800 years, has been prosperous to the extreme, the sky is proud, just like the heavens and stars, this is a brilliant golden age, but also the beginning of a legend.

"Eighteen years ago, Panlong Xing opened his eyes, I went south 80,000 miles, looking for the emperor's life for nine years, the day I saw this son, this son was exactly nine years old, extremely extraordinary, like the symbiosis of the dragon ancestor, when I looked into the eyes of the young man, I knew that it was him, the son of the Tang family, Tang Ji. ”

"The son-in-law of the Tang family, that is the eldest son of the Marquis of Nutian, what is in his eyes?"

Fu Daozi looked back at the dragon emperor with a majestic figure, and smiled heroically: "Heavens and stars!"

The Dragon Emperor had not seen such a rich emotional color on Fu Daozi's face for a long time, and he had written down the name Tang Ji.

"I found it nine years ago, why I only mention it today. ”

The Dragon Emperor's black hair is like a waterfall, casually draped behind his broad shoulders, his calm posture shows his majesty in his steps, and his eyes are reversed and swallowed mountains and rivers.

Today, Panlong Xing's other eye opened. "Fu Daozi's long hair flutters in the wind, and his knife-cut face is full of years of wind and frost, and he hunts in green shirts, like a wanderer in the mountains.

Hearing this, the Dragon Emperor couldn't help frowning, nine is the number of poles, and now Tang Ji is also eighteen.

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Since the 33rd Marquis of Nanshan in ancient times, 18 years ago, the Tang family was the largest family! It is also because 18 years ago, the Tang family fell and disappeared.

The reason for this is because of the physical problems of Tang Yuan, the head of the Tang family.

Tang Yuan has a son named Tang Ji, Tang Ji is extremely delicate, with small bones, and he looks weak, thanks to a snow-white robe on his body, which hides a little thinness.

If you look at him from behind, the slender one is no different from a woman.

From the front, he is like a hard-working scholar, full of Confucianism, his every move is quite gentle and elegant, and he always has a faint smile on his face, which is very approachable.

A cold young maid walked towards Tang Ji, her name was Ah Xuan.

"Young master, the head of the family let you go. ”

"I'll go over now, you help me frame this painting, it's my gift for my father's birthday. ”

Tang Ji put down the pen and gently did not make a sound, took the wet handkerchief and wiped his hands, and walked out of the courtyard gate.

Ah Xuan looked at Tang Ji, and under her cold face, her face became a little worried.

"Young Master......"

Hearing the shout, Tang Ji turned his head blankly: "What's wrong?"

"Young master, don't be reckless, don't be in a hurry, you will eventually rise to the top, don't quarrel with them. Ah Xuan's two willow eyebrows were furrowed under her crystal forehead, and her tone was full of advice.

Tang Ji smiled and nodded, stepped out of the door, walked through the two quiet corridors, crossed the courtyard full of flowers and trees, and came to the outside of the solemn atmosphere of the conference hall, as if the air here was a little colder.

Before he could push the door in, Tang Ji heard a fierce quarrel in the house, but he never heard his father's voice.

Just as he was curious, his father Tang Yuan's voice rang out.

"Come in when you arrive. ”

The whole room fell silent, everyone looked at the closed door, and with a squeak, Tang Ji walked into the conference hall with a normal expression.

There were young people in the clan, as well as high-ranking stewards in the clan, all of whom stared at him indifferently.

Tang Ji didn't speak, he didn't even shake his eyes, he just glanced at his father above with a smile, and didn't look at anyone again, as if there was only him and his Lao Tzu in the whole room, and there was no one else.

Above, there is a middle-aged man, it is not difficult to see that the face was also very handsome when he was young, but for some reasons, the middle-aged man's face was full of tiredness.

This is Tang Yuan, the master of the Tang family, who looks ordinary at a glance, but under the South Mountain, who doesn't know the prestige of the Marquis of Nutian?

"They propose that you give up your position as young master. Tang Yuan pointed to the people around him, and his tone was casual.

Everyone was silent and looked at Tang Ji.

"Give up the position of the young master, does it mean that you want your father to let go of the monk?" Tang Ji touched his chin and asked in a deep voice.

Everyone present didn't dare to squeak, they did mean this, after all, Nu Tianhou was no longer the Nu Tianhou of the year, and Tang Ji ...... is the bottom existence of the family for 10,000 years, and no one expects him to lead the Tang family to revive the prestige of the year.

"That's what you mean...... just said that he wanted my son to give up the position of the young master, and almost forgot that this was equivalent to asking me to give up the position. Tang Yuan touched the back of his head and suddenly realized.

"What do you mean, Dad?" Tang Ji sighed, since he could remember, his father was a little abnormal, where was the rumored power of the Marquis of Nutian, groggy all day long, as if he hadn't woken up.

"You decide. ”

Tang Yuan got up and stretched, then walked down with his hands in his hands, and said to everyone: "You guys discuss slowly, I'm a little sleepy." ”

After saying that, everyone watched Tang Yuan leave, and the atmosphere in the room was silent for a while.

For Tang Yuan, the head of the Tang family, the people in the clan have long been used to it, and everyone present at this time focused their eyes on Tang Ji.

Tang Ji withdrew his gaze, then looked at everyone, his face gradually turned cold, and said: "The Tang family was beaten down by my father with his fist, without my father, the Tang family is just a small clan that has been oppressed, but now you want my father to give up the position of the head of the family, what do you mean?"

"Tang Ji, do you still have the face to teach us?"

A girl of a similar age immediately stood up, her tone sharp and her eyes sarcastic.

The girl's name is Tang Yu, she is Tang Ji's cousin, and she is the most talented young man in the clan today, she has too much aura on her body, and she is also the hope of the clan.

Tang Yusheng is extremely good-looking, her legs are slender, her waist is full, her chest is full, her snow-white neck is a delicate face, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her eyes are also bright.

Tang Ji looked at this little beautiful cousin, he knew that for some reason, this cousin hated himself very much, because of himself, his father would become what he is now, and the family was becoming more and more declining, and this decline damaged the huge interests of this cousin and more clansmen.

"Tang Ji, Mo Can, the son of Pingtianhou, has already defeated the son of the Thirty-One Marquis, no more than ten days, then Mo Can will come to my Tang family to fight with you, and then the eyes of the entire Nanshan people will be condensed, do you think you have the strength to defeat Mo Can?"

The one who spoke was the patriarch of the clan, Uncle Tang, in his old age, with gray hair and wrinkled eyes, revealing turbidity and vicissitudes.

"It's just him! It's hard to kill a chicken, and you still want to defeat Mo Can? It's not bad if you don't get killed!"

Before Tang Ji could say anything, Tang Yu preemptively sneered, her expression was disdainful, as if she was looking at waste, and glanced at Tang Ji.

"Tang Ji, I think it's better for you to give up the position of the young master, because you can't sit still, when that Mo Can calls, you will only lose the face of my Tang family. Some of my peers also smiled and spoke.

"Mo Can is a martial arts wizard, looking at the entire Qinglong Kingdom, it is also a rare arrogant son, my Tang family can defeat Mo Can, only Tang Yu, only she can stop Mo Can's winning streak and revive the prestige of my Tang family. ”

More and more voices sounded, and Tang Ji understood what was going on, and he had indeed heard a little about it.

Mo Can, known as the most blazing sun under Nanshan, is a martial arts wizard, and there are not many people under Nanshan who pay attention to Mo Can, and the only one who can compete with Mo Can is Tang Yu of his Tang family.

Mo Can is belligerent, and since half a year ago, he made a voice to challenge the thirty-two young masters, which caused a sensation in the entire Nanshan at that time, because Mo Can said that he wanted to be the strongest person in this era under the Nanshan!

In just half a year, Mo Can fought all the way, and now, he has defeated thirty-one young masters, causing a storm and boiling in the city.

Such a record is too dazzling, just like his name, too brilliant.

Thinking of this, Tang Ji collected his thoughts and said: "I am the son of the Marquis of Nutian, the young master of the Tang family, if Mo Can wants to challenge me, I will take it." ”

The crowd burst into laughter and uproar, and the banter laughter in the room was particularly harsh.

"Tang Ji, do you know what this means, if you lose, then my Tang family loses! How can my Tang family's face be lost by you! What qualifications do you have to fight with Mo Can, hold your paintbrush!" Tang Yu scolded, walked two steps around Tang Ji, and said: "I know you are uncomfortable, but I can tell you very clearly that under Nanshan, only I, Tang Yu, can defeat Mo Can, and you Tang Ji, if it weren't for the son of Nu Tianhou, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to talk to me!"

The atmosphere in the field, with Tang Yu's snarky voice, suddenly cold, for so many years, although the people in the clan do not value Tang Ji, but he is also the son of the Marquis of Nu Tian, and he will not say too much, but at this moment, Tang Yu's words are equivalent to tearing his face.

"Mo Can is a real martial arts wizard, you can't beat it. Tang said flatly.

"Do you really think that Mo Can's last battle is to challenge the waste son of Nu Tianhou? Who doesn't know that he is coming for me? Don't you know that the only two people who have been talked about the most in the past ten years under Nanshan are me and Mo Can?" Tang Yu laughed angrily, she was known as the most talented person in the Tang family, with unlimited potential, maybe she could surpass Nu Tianhou in the future, but she was despised by a waste!

"Then wait for Mo Can's war letter, if your name is written, you will fight him. Tang Ji didn't say anything more and prepared to leave.

"Tang Ji! It's all said and done, I'm not afraid of offending my uncle, I'm going to say everything today, you can listen to me! You Tang Ji is the sinner of my Tang family! Disaster star! You killed your mother, and you also caused the uncle to fall into hidden dangers, you hurt my Tang family to decline, you don't deserve to be the young master of my Tang family at all! Moreover, in terms of strength, you can't catch up with me in your cultivation all your life, why should you be a young master! If this family lets you lead, my Tang family is not far from destruction!"

The aggressive voice was extremely harsh, Tang Yu mentioned the past, Tang Ji had the urge to get angry for a moment, and the fist he was holding slowly loosened and walked towards the outside of the house.

"Did you see it, scolded him and didn't dare to fight back, it's really not that I wronged him!"

In the room, everyone stood beside Tang Yu, whether it was an elderly elder, a young man in the clan, or an uncle, etc., they all looked at this scene coldly, no one spoke for Tang Ji, and Tang Yu was not stopped.

Tang Ji saw all this in his eyes, he understood his current situation, and the battle of words and tongues was meaningless, and Ah Xuan's advice lingered in his ears.

"Tang Ji, as long as you give up the position of the head of the family, my Tang family can still raise you in vain, so that you have no worries about food and clothing, and there will be no shortage of food and clothing for you, I hope you can understand the future direction of the Tang family, the people of the Tang family, and you are two worlds that have nothing to do with you. The second uncle opened his mouth plainly.

Tang Ji pushed open the door, paused, a sneer appeared on his face, and said without looking back: "Second uncle, the dragon and the snake do not intersect. ”

With a bang, Tang Ji closed the door and left.