The Great Tang: World Martial God

"Yeah! Isn't this the son-in-law of Li Mansion?"

A strange sound of Yin and Yang sounded from the side of the hall.

The voice was not loud, but it was just right for Tang Hao to hear it.

Son-in-law, I said that I was correct.

Tang Hao followed his reputation, and saw that the head was well-dressed, but his face showed a look of contempt, surrounded by several young men in gorgeous brocade clothes.

It looked a bit like Zhang Wu.

Tang Hao had a relationship with this person at the upper level of Zhang's birthday, and he knew that it was Zhang Shao, Zhang Xun's grandson.

And the one who made the sound just now was one of the few elder brothers around Zhang Shao.

In the courtroom, people who have never met each other say bad words, and this person is 80% fighting injustice for Zhang Wu.

In addition to making a fuss about the term "Zuizuo", Tang Hao guessed that this 80% was another Li Wanqing's **** fan.

On the one hand, jealousy and hatred, on the other hand, on the other hand, Tang Hao happened to appear in this Yu Mansion again, which just gave them a chance to vent their anger.

"Hey! Even if you arrive at the Li Mansion, you will be a son-in-law. I don't have much money to get it. I'm afraid I don't have the money to give the Yu family a generous gift."

"A poor family, thinking that you can make friends with the rich and powerful here by climbing the high branches of the Li Mansion? After all, they are just country folks, and they only have such knowledge."

"It's ridiculous to say that someone came to celebrate with empty hands."

Listening to the ridicule of the people around him, Zhang Shao even sneered, and spoke unsparingly.

"I just can't figure it out. Why did the dignified Li family want this ignorant and rude countryman to be the door-to-door son-in-law? It's sad..."

While speaking, Zhang Shao sighed with a sad expression, and shook his head again and again.

Song Ruoxin couldn't bear to see this group of people commenting on Tang Hao, and immediately walked into the hall and yelled.

"Zhang Shao, you are also a famous family, so you have to be respectful when you speak."

"Yeah! Isn't this the talented sister Song Ruoxin in Chang'an City?"

Zhang Shao looked at Song Ruoxin who was angry and said with interest.

"When did you get so close to this countryman? Are you trying to stand up for him?"

"I'm just telling the truth about my savior, Zhang Shao, I know you have admired Ms. Li for a long time, but now Young Master Tang and Ms. Li have been married. After you are also a famous family, you just don't want to bless you, and you're rude. , It is insulting to Zhangjiamen style."

Song Ruoxin's words were sharp and straightforward. Poke Zhang Shao's heart, the angry Zhang Shao's face turned blue.

Zhang Shao flushed, and held the armrest of the stool tightly in his hand, turning white directly.

"You don't need to judge whether you are insulting or not. In short, he is a prostitute disciple not worthy of Miss Li."

In the end, Zhang Shao also felt that this knowledge was a poor word, and added.

"Besides, it's just a coincidence that he shot Feiyan. Can a piece of commoner have this kind of archery? Humph! A ghost believes it."

After listening, Song Ruoxin stepped forward, frowning her eyebrows, and questioned.

"Coincidence? The arrow that split the target was also a coincidence? There were so many guests at the time, and everyone witnessed it. Is this all a coincidence?"

"you……"

Zhang Shao angrily didn't know how to refute, staring at Song Ruoxin with red eyes.

Tang Hao didn't want to argue with them, but Zhang Shao opened his mouth and closed his mouth to a concubine, making it clear that he could not look down on this class, which not only made Tang Hao a little angry.

"Zhang Shao, when you open your mouth and shut your mouth, you look down on the poor family and push up for three generations. Are your ancestors just a grassroots?"

"If it weren't for your grandfather Zhang Xun's light, you can still sit on this high hall and talk about it now? With your present temperament, think about you sitting in this position, are you worthy?"

Zhang Shao was turned over by Tang Hao, gritted his teeth for a while, his eyes were frightened.

Seeing that Zhang Shao was not speaking, Tang Hao raised his head and stood in front of the hall, glanced around at the guests, and said loudly.

"And you so-called wealthy clans, think about it. Without the efforts of your ancestors, you can still sit here? Don't forget, there is no permanent clan in this world. ."

"Today you deceived me into a horrible family. You don't know that ten years later, a hundred years later, when you are also in a horrible position, come to think about what I said today."

The words were violent, and Tang Hao's word by word hit everyone's heart.

Song Ruoxin looked at the suddenly tall figure in front of him, lost in thought.

"In the middle of the day, there will be confusion, and when the moon is full, there will be losses. Is this kind of great philosophy really coming from the mouth of a commoner?"

Yu Shinan, who was sitting at the head of the hall, also looked shocked.

"Master Tang, you..."

For a while, I don't know how to resolve this embarrassment.

Hearing the Yu Family Patriarch speak, Tang Hao turned around, respectfully clasped his fists and bowed, his face relaxed, and said with a smile.

"I have just said a lot, and I also ask Gong Yu to forgive me. However, I came today to give the Yu Mansion a small gift."

After listening, Yu Shinan was taken aback. Li Wanqing had already given a gift this morning, but he did not know why he left early. Logically speaking, Tang Hao did not stand on his own when he entered Zui Li Mansion, and there was no need to give gifts.

Yu Shinan looked suspicious, looking at Tang Hao with empty hands and said, "This gift..."

"Gong Yu, please lend me a piece of paper and inkstone."

"Come on, write on."

As soon as the voice fell, a servant laid his pen and ink respectfully on the nanmu square table in front of Yu Shinan, and slowly withdrew.

Tang Hao strode up to the stage, splashing ink with a few strokes, using the pen to write about the Spring and Autumn Period.

Book sage writing!

In an instant, a poem was completed.

Tang Hao put down his pen chicly and congratulated.

"Congratulations to Duke Yu for winning his precious son, and I wish Duke Yu a blessing like the East China Sea and a longevity than Nanshan."

After that, I took Song Ruoxin out of the hall.

When Yu Shinan saw Tang Hao angering everyone, he felt that this person was extraordinary. At this time, he was even more curious to see the poem completed.

He got up and looked at the scroll carefully. He only glanced at it, his expression excited, and he blurted out in exclamation.

"Good! Good! Good word!"