God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Everyone was taken aback by him.

After a long while, Kong Yingda ran out suddenly, grabbed Du He's sleeve, and said in surprise: "This...is simply the most reasonable thing in the world, Du He, please repeat what you just said, and when I write it down right away, I want Take it back to the students of the Imperial College to learn from it!"

Du He shook his head.

"Why?"

Du He said, "I'm in a bad mood!"

Everyone: "..."

Du He looked at Changsun Wuji and asked: "Master Changsun, there were many people who testified for the bet that day, do you really want to play tricks?"

"So what if I play tricks?" Changsun Wuji said proudly.

"Master Changsun, don't regret it, don't fall asleep at night." Du He patted Changsun Wuji on the shoulder, and after finishing speaking, he turned around and left the imperial study.

Changsun Wuji scratched his head: "What a mess, the old man has been eating well and sleeping well recently, what's happening during the day and night, who are you scaring?"

……

Zou Nan and Zou Bei followed Changsun Chong back.

Zou Bei said: "Young Master, now our Sikong Mansion has recruited 12 people. This is a great feat. Why are you so depressed?"

Chang Sun Chong turned around and shouted angrily: "Get out, you all get out, I am in a bad mood, what's the use of 12 people, even 20 people, Banshan College has admitted all, all, do you understand? Damn , this young master is now sent to apprentice Du He, what a shame, a shame, you two trash, go as far as I can..."

Chang Sun Chong was in a bad mood.

At this time, Marvin came up to him.

"My grandson, student Ma Wencai, won six of No. 30 scholars, and has now joined the Sikong Mansion, so the Sikong Mansion has now recruited 13 people." Ma Wencai said complacently.

This kid didn't want to work in Dream Group at the beginning, so he went to Sikong Mansion through Zou Nan and Zou Bei, and felt that all boats were rising with the tide.

Changsun Chong turned around slowly, stretched out his hand, and punched Ma Wencai to the ground.

"Come on, beat me up and throw this bastard out of the city, Ma Wencai... Seeing you like this, I'm in a bad mood!"

Several house slaves stepped forward and beat Ma Wencai hard.

……

Changsun Wuji returned to Sikong Mansion and found Changsun Chong immediately.

Only then did I learn that Chang Sun Chong was actually ill.

"My Chong'er, what's wrong with you?" Changsun Wuji rushed to the bed and asked worriedly.

Chang Sun Chong said weakly: "Father, when I thought that I was going to be an apprentice and let that bastard Du He be my husband, I felt that my life was over...Father, I can't go."

Changsun Wuji hurriedly said: "Chong'er, listen to your father, if we don't go, even if His Majesty orders us not to go, what can Du He do?"

"Really?"

"Father fell out with Du He in the palace today."

"Really? That's great, I don't need to be a teacher."

As Chang Sun Chong said, he got up from the bed with a grunt, and jumped to the ground with a thud, bouncing around, not at all as if he was sick.

Changsun Wuji: "..."

After dinner, Changsun Wuji went back to the study to start dealing with affairs.

He lives in Sikong Mansion.

He is also the patriarch of the eldest grandson's family.

The prosperity of the eldest grandson's family now rests entirely on him.

However, after sitting down, he couldn't calm down, and when he thought of what happened in the palace, he felt very irritable.

What does Du He's three taps mean?

Changsun Wuji thought about it, but couldn't figure it out.

Time just slipped away slowly.

Dangdang.

Outside, someone knocked on the clapper and shouted: "It's midnight, watch out for candles!"

Changsun Wuji stood up, ready to go back to sleep.

boom.

The door was suddenly knocked open.

The old housekeeper stumbled in and said with a pale face, "Master, master, it's not good...it's not good!"

Changsun Wuji grabbed the old housekeeper angrily, and asked, "What's the matter, did you see a ghost?"

The old housekeeper said out of breath, "Master, it's scarier than seeing a ghost, it's too scary... The gate of our Sikong mansion has disappeared."

"what?"

"The gate of Sikong Mansion is gone!"

The eldest grandson slumped down on the chair and said angrily, "What's going on?"

The old housekeeper said: "I don't know. The boy who guarded the door just now came to report and said that the door disappeared in a short while."

"Quick, show me!"

Changsun Wuji rushed to the gate of Sikong Mansion quickly.

I saw that the two majestic gates disappeared, and became empty. The whole Sikong Mansion looked like a big monster with its mouth wide open.

A few guards at the gate prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to breathe.

"My gate!"

This gate is the face of the Sikong Mansion. Back then, it cost 20 guan, and every part of the gate was carefully polished. Passers-by would say it is magnificent when they saw it.

Now, it has disappeared.

Changsun Wuji's distress was not about the money, but about the loss of Sikong Mansion's face.