Chapter 11: The end of the world (this chapter is free)

It was not until Tang Song turned his face away that Liu Mei reached out to the place where he was hit on his head and rubbed gently, "Are you so sure? How do you save me?"

Tang Song relaxed and leaned leisurely on the wall of the carriage. "This matter is a long story, and I can't finish it in a while, so don't ask."

"What if...we go late?"

Tang Song knew what she was worried about. After all, it had been more than ten hours since the incident last night. Liu Mei was afraid that the Tang family would take the lead in dealing with Liu Ye and the others, so she would have too little time to do anything.

Tang Song has the habit of taking naps, which has been maintained from later generations until now. Last night I slept late last night, and today I was delayed from taking a nap because of this matter. Now I feel a little sleepy after planning the matter. In addition, the swaying carriage after running in this era has a strong hypnotic effect. Therefore, he closed his eyes and leaned against him, a hint of laziness appeared in his voice, "No. Zhuang Haishan is my slave in his name, and Tang Xu and his son have been planning my home for a long time, but they have never found a way to start. How can we not make good use of such a good opportunity this time? As long as the house has not been obtained, Zhuang Haishan and your sister will never have any problems."

"Did you want to give them the house to save my sister and Brother Zhuang?"

Tang Song smiled when he heard this but didn't say anything, but he autistic his eyes were restless.

Liu Mei's brows frowned tightly, thinking about something seriously, and occasionally turned to look at Tang Song. In the end, because she was thinking too deeply, she unconsciously reached her fingers into her mouth and chewed her nails. It seemed that this was her habit for many years. However, her appearance was really cute according to the words of later generations.

The carriage stopped soon, and Tang Song opened the window and saw that the county government was not far away, "Uncle Liu, why did you park your car here?"

"Young Master Tang didn't ask for a meeting with the county master first?" Liu Shang was also quite surprised. "Manzhou City said that Mr. Xu admired the young master very much, and finally there was a passionate relationship."

"That's all taken for granted, and it's not accurate." Tang Song didn't have time to explain to him in detail, "go directly to Tang Daxin's house." After saying that, he put down the curtains.

What can I do when I go to the door directly? Although Liu Shang was puzzled, he couldn't ask again, so he had to drive towards Tang Daxin's house with a whip.

In the Tang Dynasty, most cities imitated Chang'an in terms of organizational structure, and the places in the city were separated by yards surrounded by high walls. The Tang Song family and the Tang Daxin family were not only in the same yard area, but also lived next to each other. As the saying goes, feathers of feathers flocked, although the residents in this yard were not considered expensive, but the word "rich" was well deserved.

The Tang family lived in Xiangzhou for three generations and accumulated over the past three generations to a wealthy country in a prominent state. Later, although the four brothers divided the family and diluted their property and lost their previous momentum, as far as the money shared by the four families was concerned, Xiaofu was more than enough.

So the Tang Song family was actually rich back then. It’s a pity that the fourth son of the Tang family, namely Tang Song’s father, was a typical nerd, and he really didn’t have the ability to manage the family. In addition, he spent many years in Beijing to take the exam and failed to make a fortune, and especially after his spontaneous wife passed away, the family was even more ruined. He sold out what he should have and could be treated as full. In the past six months, he actually fell to the point where it was difficult to eat.

Of course, other residents in this yard have experienced the same family decline, but when those people really couldn't hold on, they mostly sold their houses to newly rich and wealthy families, and changed to the yard area closer to the city gate to live. Only the book lover, Tang Song, read the word "filial piety" bigger than the sky, and would rather starve to death than sell the house passed down from his ancestors. In this way, his family is very conspicuous in the yard area where there are rich families around. Not to mention anything else, the mottled portal just formed a sharp contrast with the surroundings.

Tang Song passed by the house without entering and went straight to Tang Daxin's house outside the two walls, but learned that the person was not at home, and even Tang Xu, who caught Zhuang Haishan and Liu Ye last night, was not there.

When Liu Shang heard that the father and son were not around, he immediately turned pale, "They went to report to the official, what should I do?"

Tang Song was too lazy to ask the guard servant with a gloating expression, and turned around and walked down the steps to his house, "They are all in my house. Report to the official? They can't bear to leave."

Tang Song pushed open the door that had not been painted for more than ten years, and the scene was old and broken. Hearing the movement at the door, a hunched head, who was fifty outside, walked out of the gate of the second entrance hall.

"The young master is back, I'm going to find you."

This is Zhao Jiang, the only remaining old servant in the Tang family. He was happy to see the young master coming back at this critical moment. However, this happy expression lasted for a short moment and disappeared without a trace. "Miss has just returned." After saying this, his face turned into a bitter melon.

Tang Song had a sister who had become a relative of the Li family in the same city shortly after she was born. Later, the Li family moved to a county under Xiangzhou. She married at the age of sixteen. In the past four years, she has never returned to her parents' home except for returning three days after the wedding. Why did she suddenly come back today?

Although Tang Song was confused, he did not ask in detail according to Lao Zhao's words. This was really not the time, "Are Tang Daxin and his son here?"

Not to mention anything else, Tang Daxin is really Tang Song's third blood relative. Now Tang Song called him his name, only stunned Lao Zhao. He knew that his young master was a nerd with the same temperament as the master and was a polite nerd who was more polite than the sky. He never even said a harsh word on his daily life, let alone calling the elder's name, which was very rude.

It is true that Tang Daxin is Tang Song's biological uncle, but Tang Song, who traveled through time, did not recognize such a relative. Seeing that Lao Zhao did not answer but did not deny it, he immediately greeted Liu Shang and Liu Mei and went to the main hall of the second yard.

As soon as he climbed the steps outside the main hall, the squeak in the wing room on the left side of the second entrance courtyard made a creaking sound. A woman in a cloth skirt walked out with a faded tray. She looked like she was only in her early twenties, but she looked haggard, and her old and dull dress was really old.

This woman is Tang Yuan, the sister Tang Song who has not seen for more than four years. When she walked to Tang Song who was deliberately waiting for her with a tray, even though her lips were bitten through, her eyes still turned red uncontrollably. I really don’t know how many grievances were hidden in her heart.

The life of the Tang Song family can no longer be described as destruction. It is simply a desperate situation. If this only house is gone, how can this family have any way to survive?

Looking at Tang Yuan with a sad face, Tang Song sighed, "I'll take care of what I see first, let's talk about your affairs later."

There was no maid at home, and Lao Zhao, the old man in the ninth house, had to look at the door again, so Tang Yuan, who had returned to the door, could only take responsibility for the tea. Tang Song followed her into the main hall, and saw Tang Song's father Tang Daren holding the pen with a desperate look on his face and trying to write something.
Chapter completed!