The system swallowed an eagle before it digested it

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The elder of the City Lord's Mansion heard the sound and learned from his seat that the person who said this was a direct descendant of the Deng family.

The Deng family has just squeezed into the second-rate family in Yanjing City, and their reputation is not yet well-known.

However, as a vassal of the Chen family, in the past two years, it can be said that he has done his best and completely stripped off the title of the third-rate family.

For a behemoth like the City Lord's Mansion, the small Deng family naturally needn't be taken seriously.

The elder of the city lord's mansion chuckled lightly, and asked questioningly: "Dare to ask this young master, what do you say?"

Deng Shaojie shook his wrist and flung the paper fan away with a conceited expression on his face.

"Everyone knows the rules of the poetry club, but you see, can Tang Zheng's paintings pass the test?"

"Hehe, it's so ironic that a poetry meeting showcasing Yanjing talents has turned into a fighting scene!"

Deng Shaojie gave Tang Zheng a contemptuous look, and what he said just now was approved by everyone in the audience.

Although there are only traces left on Tang Zheng's scroll, this work has nothing to do with literature, and it's even completely irrelevant.

Just when everyone's favor towards Tang Zheng was gradually declining, Tang Zheng, who was standing there, jumped up and came to midair in an instant.

"In that case, let me take a good look at it!"

Following the wind of Tang Zheng's palm, the picture scroll suddenly turned in a circle, and everyone in the audience was shocked in the next second.

Especially Shangguan Yunlan, who was standing on the second floor, had a blush on her cheeks.

The picture scroll that was originally messy, but looking upside down at this moment, it turned out that the painting was actually a beautiful woman.

"This...isn't this...the eldest lady of the Shangguan family, Shangguan Yunlan!"

"Wow! It's so sweet!"

"This painting is actually viewed backwards. Could it be that Tang Zheng used to be a painter in Xuanlong City?"

"My son has decided, Tang Zheng will be my big brother from now on!"

"........."

There was a lot of discussion among the people, all of them admired Tang Zheng.

It's fine to challenge the strong of the seventh heaven with the fourth level of Xuanwu. Under the huge pressure, he can maintain a calm attitude and paint, which is truly unprecedented and unprecedented.

The elder of the City Lord's Mansion smiled faintly, and behind him, on the green-gold carriage, a handsome young man couldn't help laughing and said: "This Tang Zheng is a bit interesting."

Amid deafening applause and shouts, Tang Zheng returned to Shangguan Yunlan's side.

Today's chancellor's mansion has attracted enough attention, at least in the recent period, Yanjing City is afraid that today's poetry meeting will be rumored.

At that time, Tang Zheng's reputation will rise like a tide, thereby driving the foreign business of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

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At night, the City Lord's Mansion.

The handsome young man was sitting at the side, and beside him stood an old man, who was the elder who presided over the poetry meeting today.

"Young master, today Tang Zheng made such a big splash and even injured Mr. Chen Long. I'm afraid the Chen family will never bear this anger."

The young man smiled contemptuously, seemingly carelessly, and didn't care, "Then what's the elder's opinion?"

"Back to young master, this old slave thinks that the two young ladies in the prime minister's mansion are not suitable to cooperate with us, but this Tang Zheng can be cultivated well."

The elder's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Some things, the higher your status is, the less straightforward you can be.

The young man's mentality is far superior to that of his peers, so he naturally heard the elder's implication.

Now among the younger generation in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Shangguan Yunlan is the most outstanding. Even if you look at the entire Yanjing City, Shangguan Yunlan is enough to be ranked in the top three.

Cooperating with such a person is no less than seeking skin from a tiger.

But Tang Zheng was different. In the Prime Minister's Mansion, he had no status, no status, and no status. He was like a son-in-law.

But don't underestimate this Tang Zheng, no matter what, he is also Shangguan Yunlan's husband-in-law, this time with the influence of the Poetry Club, Tang Zheng will definitely become famous in the city recently.

If adding the support of the City Lord's Mansion, Tang Zheng's status in the Prime Minister's Mansion might not rise.

The young man pondered for a moment, and suddenly revealed an intriguing smile.

"The elder is right, just do as you say!"

"Master is wise!"

At the same time, a deafening sound spread across the entire valley from the back mountain of the Xu Family in Yanjing City.

A heroic young man finally broke through.

The fierce momentum, like a sharp sword, dazzles the world.

Surrounding the mountain peak, hundreds of men in black with ghost masks stood here. The moment the boy stepped out of the cave, everyone immediately roared.

"Welcome Young Master!"

"The night is equal to the sky, and the darkness is proud of the world!"

"You Mingwei, I swear to be with you to the death!"

In front of several figures, the old man in Tang suit bowed his body respectfully, and asked the young man: "Master, these are all arranged by Madam, this is the token, from now on, the Nether Guard will belong to the young master."

Hearing this, the young man waved his hands expressionlessly, "Follow me to Xuanlong City first, and bring back some things."

All the Nether Guards followed the young man's footsteps and rushed towards Xuanlong City.

Tang Zheng, who returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, had nothing to say with Shangguan Yunlan.

It seems that they have returned to the state of the two before, Shangguan Yunlan is still that iceberg, and Tang Zheng is still that inconspicuous little son-in-law.

Shangguan Yuande was not around, and his wife took care of all the big and small affairs of the house. The relationship between Tang Zheng and his mother-in-law was rather stiff, so naturally he couldn't say some things.

Therefore, I can only find Shangguan Yunlan.

Arriving at the boudoir where Shangguan Yunlan lived, he gently knocked on the door.

"Who is it!"

The one who opened the door was Shangguan Yunlan's maid, Xiaoyi.

"Tang Zheng? What do you want to do in the middle of the night?!"

Seeing that it was Tang Zheng who came, Xiaoyi's expression changed immediately, and she said vigilantly.

Tang Zheng felt a little helpless, in the prime minister's mansion, even a maid could scold him casually.

No way, who made him a married woman!

"Young master!" Tang Zheng pretended to be angry.

When Xiao Yi heard this, she immediately rolled her eyes, "Tch, let's talk about it when you move to Miss's place."

Tang Zheng was directly discouraged, and asking him to move in here was probably more difficult than breaking through the Xiantian Realm.

"Is Yunlan asleep? I have something to do with her."

"You can't talk about it during the day! Really, wait for me to ask Miss Xia." Xiaoyi complained.

Looking at Xiaoyi's back, Tang Zheng didn't wait any longer, and followed Xiaoyi into the courtyard.

"Miss? Miss? Tang Zheng is here, saying he has something to do."

After Tang Zheng came in, he regretted it, because he found that Shangguan Yunlan was already going to bed.

Wearing only a thin orange gown, her exquisite curves are looming, and with the help of the moonlight, she looks very attractive when viewed from the window.

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yunlan turned around and looked over.

On Gao Leng's face, the moment he saw Tang Zheng, his eyebrows frowned tightly.

"Who let you in?!"

Xiaoyi turned her head abruptly, Tang Zheng felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by the two women, raised his hand and scratched his head, and smiled guiltyly.

In the next second, the outer window was closed directly, and there was a cold shout in the room!
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