The eldest son is fierce

Lin Zhu was stunned for half a minute before finally accepting the fact that Tang Yi was the Little Poet.

Just at this time, Tang Jing and Yan Shuangyu were sent back.

When they left, the family of four were full of vigor and vitality, and they wanted to trample all the powerful and wealthy families in Kyoto under their feet. But when they came back, only the family of three were left.

Tang Jing and Yan Shuangyu were in a miserable state with their hair disheveled and their bodies covered in blood.

There were large urine stains on Tang Hao's pants, obviously he had peed his pants out of fear.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zhu felt inexplicably relieved and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Haha, mother-in-law, thank you!

If you hadn't thought I was bringing shame to the Tang family and forbade me from participating in the Shenyuan Poetry Festival, I would have escaped this disaster.

Otherwise, I will definitely be worse off than you!

Not only was Lin Zhu stunned, but even the Tang family servants who rushed over after hearing the news were all dumbfounded when they saw the miserable appearance of their master.

The master and mistress were full of vigor and vitality when they left, how come they came back like this?

"What are you looking at? Come over and help."

Yan Shuangyu saw Lin Zhu and a group of servants standing in a daze, and no one came forward to help her up from the stretcher. She was so angry that her face turned ferocious.

Damn it, now even a group of servants dare to laugh at her.

Lin Zhu almost couldn't help laughing when she heard Yan Shuangyu's voice was not clear, but she still pretended to be terrified and ran towards Lin Zhu quickly.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? What happened? Why are you so embarrassed?"

"Quick, go get a doctor..."

Lin Zhu supported Yan Shuangyu while arranging things in an orderly manner.

But these caring words were like salt in the wound for Yan Shuangyu, reminding her of all the unbearable things that happened in Shen Yuan. She had no place to vent her anger, so she exploded at that moment.

"Who do you think you are? You are not worthy enough to laugh at me?"

Yan Shuangyu suddenly raised her hand and slapped Lin Zhu in the face.

The force was so strong that Lin Zhu was stunned on the spot, and the half of his face that had just healed became red and swollen again.

"Mom, I didn't..." Lin Zhu's face turned pale and he shook his head to deny it.

"You didn't? The whole of Kyoto is spreading the news about that loser Tang Yi, how could you not know?"

"You damned bastard, you bastard businessman, why are you pretending?!"

Yan Shuangyu raised her hand and grabbed Lin Zhu's hair, slapping her in the face one after another, making her scream in pain.

Lin Zhu's hatred for Yan Shuangyu almost surpassed Tang Yi's at this moment.

Damn old witch, I have tried my best to please you and take care of you over the years, and this is how you treat me?

None of the servants dared to speak. Tang Hao shrank his neck in fear at the scene, but did not dare to stop it.

Only Tang Jing's old eyes gradually turned red, and the blue veins on his angry forehead gradually bulged.

In the past, Yan Shuangyu was always thought of as gentle, virtuous, considerate and generous in his mind, so much so that even after he married Liu Ruyu, he still couldn't forget Yan Shuangyu.

Even though he knew Yan Shuangyu treated Tang Yi and Tang Yin harshly, he didn't care too much. After all, how many stepmothers could treat their ex-wife's children as their own? It was not a big deal.

But Yan Shuangyu in front of him was throwing a tantrum like a shrew, without any of her usual dignity. This made Tang Jing's heart feel like it had been hit by a heavy punch, causing his chest to feel stuffy and uncomfortable.

It turns out that this woman's elegance and virtue were all an act.

Tang Jing struggled to get up from the ground, ignoring Yan Shuangyu, and walked towards the west courtyard in a daze.

Before he knew it, Tang Jing had arrived at the courtyard where Tang Yi and Tang Yin lived.

He stopped and looked up, only to see that the plaque on the courtyard had been replaced. The plaque that once read "Toilet Room" now read "Xiao Tang Mansion".

The handwriting was crooked, and it was obvious that the person who wrote it was Tang Yin.

The handwriting was ugly, but Tang Jing could see full of happiness and hope from these three ugly words.

This is the hope of their brothers and sisters!

It’s not the Tang family’s hope.

"Oh, that's ridiculous!"

Tang Jing raised his head, looked at the setting sun in the sky, and smiled bitterly.

He was determined to revitalize the Tang family and make them famous in Kyoto. This goal was achieved today, but the person who made this dream come true was his youngest son, whom he despised the most.

And their Tang family has almost nothing to do with his Tang family.

No, Tang Yi must return to the Tang family.

This honor must belong to the Tang family!

This is the glory of the Tang family and must not be given to others!

Thinking of this, Tang Jing clenched his fists and sat down outside the gate, waiting for Tang Yi and Tang Yin to come back.

At this time, Tang Yi and Du Lingfei were shopping for vegetables with Tang Yin.

After buying chicken, duck, fish and meat, satisfying all of Tang Yin's food requirements, the three of them carried the basket back to the Tang family.

As soon as they returned to the Tang family's gate, Tang Yi and the other two were stunned. At this time, the gate of the Tang family was blocked by people.

Needless to say, they all came for him, the little poet.

"No way! The emperor is going too far! He wants to kill me."

Tang Yi gritted his teeth, feeling somewhat resentful.

It had only been a short time since the Shen Garden Poetry Festival, but his name had already spread throughout Kyoto!

Who else in the entire Kyoto could achieve this in such a short time except Emperor Yanwen?

"This shows that His Majesty values ​​you very much. This is a favor that others want but cannot get." Du Lingfei smiled. Even she was shocked. She did not expect that Emperor Yanwen would do this for Tang Yi.

"Nonsense! He's using me to attract fire and hatred. How vicious."

Tang Yi was very unhappy. Emperor Yanwen had been using him to attract fire from the very beginning today, and now he was making a big publicity about it, obviously wanting to focus everyone's attention on him.

What does this mean? It means that this dog emperor is secretly plotting against people again.

"Brother, isn't Uncle Xiao Ce a good person?" Tang Yin looked up at Tang Yi, her big eyes full of confusion.

She thought Uncle Xiao Ce was a nice guy and he even gave her a lot of food today.

"You're spineless. I bought you off with just one meal."

Tang Yi raised his hand and tapped Tang Yin on the head, saying, "Let's go, let's meet these guys. We didn't seize the opportunity when the Little Poet Immortal appeared before, so we must seize this opportunity now."

"We need to use these people to advertise and build momentum for the guesthouse we're about to open!"

Du Lingfei and Tang Yin's eyes suddenly lit up. Yes, why didn't they think of it?

"Everyone, are you looking for me?"

Tang Yi walked over with a smile, and without waiting for the excited crowd to speak, he raised his finger to his lips to signal everyone to be quiet.

"I know you have a lot of questions, but this is my private time. No answers."

"If you have any questions or want to know something, I'll point you to a good place."

"My guesthouse will open on time in five days. I hope you will all come and visit. If you have any questions, you can ask them then."

After he finished speaking, Tang Yi didn't give anyone a chance to speak. He just bowed and left with Du Lingfei and Tang Yin.

Everyone looked at Tang Yi's back and was stunned.

Were we here to see the Little Poet Fairy? Why does it feel like we're all being used by the Little Poet Fairy to drum up business?

The group of people were speechless. The demeanor of this little poet... is a bit too realistic!