The eldest son is fierce

After Tang Yi finished speaking, he ignored the people in the Tang family.

He waved at Tang Yin who was hiding behind the door, called her over, whispered a few words in her ear, and began his next plan.

Tang Yin's eyes suddenly widened, then she nodded heavily and turned back into the house.

Yan Shuangyu thought Tang Yi and Tang Yin were plotting something again, so she gritted her teeth and said, "The Tang family doesn't have fifty shops, but we can transfer the Yingke Restaurant on Zhuque Street to you."

"The Yingke Building is in a great location, and its value alone is over fifty thousand taels. I'll give it to you for five thousand taels now. Is that okay?"

Tang Hua and Tang Hao's expressions suddenly changed, and even Tang Jing couldn't help but frown.

The Yingke Restaurant on Zhuque Street may be worth fifty thousand taels, which may be an exaggeration, but it is more than enough to buy dozens of shops!

"Mother! You..." Tang Hua said anxiously.

Before she could finish, Yan Shuangyu immediately gave him a look, then looked at Tang Yi and said, "It's just that the opposite of Yingke Restaurant is Tianxiang Tower... Now, I've given you what I owe you, it all depends on whether you dare to take it!"

Hearing this, Tang Hua suddenly reacted and Tang Hao's eyes suddenly lit up.

Haha, mother is tall!

Ever since the appearance of Tianxianglou, the business of Yingkelou has become extremely bad.

After all, Yingkelou is the asset left by Tang Yi's mother. If Tang Yi takes over, given his personality, he will definitely not sell it, so he will have to find ways to revive the business of Yingkelou.

By then, it will definitely compete with Tianxianglou, which is opposite Yingkelou, for business.

But behind Tianxiang Tower is the *** Mansion!

If Tang Yi accidentally offended her, even gods could not save her.

Who doesn't know ***? She's the famous poisonous widow in Kyoto!

Tang Yi originally offered a sky-high price of fifty rooms so that he could bargain with Yan Shuangyu.

From a shop to a restaurant, Tang Yi was very satisfied with the price.

However, it is opposite Tianxiang Tower.

After a moment of hesitation, Tang Yi narrowed his eyes and said, "Why not? After all, I'm not like your two idiot sons who can't even run a restaurant!"

Yan Shuangyu was furious: "You!"

Tang Yi crossed his arms over his chest and interrupted coldly: "Don't forget what I said before. The contract must be handed to me by Tang Hua and Tang Hao on their knees."

"Also, Minister Tang, Second Madam Tang, you two must bow and apologize!"

"You falsely accused me of stealing money, and you didn't even apologize. I might have tolerated it before, but now, I can't stand it!"

Tang Jing, Yan Shuangyu, Tang Hua, and Tang Hao all raised their heads suddenly and stared at Tang Yi with cold expressions.

"Tang Yi, don't go too far!" Tang Hua roared in a deep voice. He was the number one on the gold list, and he had to kneel down to apologize to Tang Yi. What a joke!

"Again, you can choose to refuse. I will go to the palace gate and kneel down to beg for an audience with His Majesty!"

Tang Yi stared at Tang Jing and said calmly, "I think Minister Tang wouldn't want to make such a big fuss, right?"

Tang Jing was furious. Tang Yi dared to ask him to apologize, which was extremely unfilial.

But after closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths, he still said, "Do everything he says! Family disgrace should not be made public."

"Father!"

"master!"

"I repeat, do as he says!"

Tang Hua and Yan Shuangyu were very unwilling, but they did not dare to disobey Tang Jing's orders.

Soon, Yan Shuangyu's maid brought the restaurant contract.

After both parties signed the contract, Tang Yi stood in front of the group, with his hands behind his back, looking indifferently at Tang Hua and Tang Hao, who came over with the agreement in their hands and had grim, dark faces.

"Tang Yi, this is the restaurant agreement, please accept it!"

The two men knelt heavily in front of Tang Yi, their eyes red with humiliation.

In the past, they were the ones who forced Tang Yi to kneel down, but now, they had to kneel in front of Tang Yi. How ironic!

"Tang Yi, we wrongly blamed you about the banknote. I'm sorry."

Tang Jing and Yan Shuangyu were standing behind Tang Hua and Tang Hao, and they also bowed slightly to apologize.

however.

The moment they bent down, Tang Yi grabbed the contract from Tang Hua's hand and dodged sideways.

Revealing Tang Yin who was hiding behind him.

At this time, Tang Yin was holding a simple tablet in both hands.

It was the tablet of my mother Liu Ruyu.

When they saw Liu Ruyu's tablet, Tang Jing's face changed drastically, Yan Shuangyu's face was distorted, and Tang Hua and Tang Hao jumped up instantly, furious.

"Tang Yi!!" Everyone in the Tang family was furious.

"Shh, don't make any noise."

Tang Yi raised a finger to his lips, signaling them to be silent: "This is what you owe my mother. I just collected a little interest for her."

"Don't worry, we have plenty of time to have fun."

"Now, you can get out!"

Tang Yi didn't even look at Tang Jing and the others, and pulled Tang Yin back into the house.

Bang!

The door slammed shut.

"Tang Yi, you are so outrageous!"

After a long while, Tang Jing's furious voice spread throughout the courtyard.

……

At the same time, Zhuangyuan Street.

After the court session, many officials headed straight for Zhuangyuan Street.

The military generals naturally wanted to see the poet's style, and the civil officials wanted to catch these scoundrels who had troubled the military generals and give them a good beating.

"Oh my god, who is that? Is that General Su Dingkun of the Left Guard?"

"Oh, that's the Minister of Revenue, Lord Liu Wen, right? What brings him here?"

"Oh my god, that's Master Kong, the master of our literary world! How come he came to Zhuangyuan Street in person?"

"They're all here to look for the Immortal Poet... Holy shit, could they be those two little beggars selling poetry at the door yesterday? Could the poem he was selling really be a good one?"

"It's a good poem, a poem that will be passed down for thousands of years!"

"..."

Seeing so many big names gathering in Zhuangyuan Street, Zhuangyuan Street exploded on the spot.

A young man excitedly jumped onto the table and shouted, "Everyone, this is the poem that the Immortal Poet sold yesterday. It's called 'Man Jiang Hong: Loyalty to the Country'!"

"Burning with anger, leaning on the railing, resting in the rain. Looking up, looking up to the sky and screaming, full of enthusiasm. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of roads, clouds and moons. Don't wait, the boy's head is white, empty and sad!"

"The shame of Jingkang has not yet been avenged. When will the hatred of my subjects be extinguished? Drive the long chariot and crush the gap in the Helan Mountains. With great ambition, I will eat the flesh of the barbarians when I am hungry and drink the blood of the Xiongnu when I am thirsty. I will start from the beginning, rebuild the old mountains and rivers, and face the heavenly palace."

At this time, many people had gathered around. Listening to the young man reciting the poem passionately, they felt goosebumps all over their bodies.

The poem is only a little over a hundred words long, but it is magnificent, majestic, and awe-inspiring!

"Damn, he's worthy of being called the Immortal Poet. I'm convinced!"

"Damn it! Yesterday I asked him who his teacher was. Questioning him is like slapping yourself in the face."

"The shame of Jingkang has yet to be avenged... That is the shame of everyone in Great Yan, how can it not be avenged!"

"..."

The entire Zhuangyuan Street was in an uproar. Everyone was impressed by the ambition of "Man Jiang Hong" and was very excited.

No wonder those bigwigs can't sit still. A poem can influence the direction of the country. Who can sit still?

"Damn it, who is that guy?" In the crowd, the Minister of Revenue Liu Wen pointed at the young man on the table and jumped up and down in anger.

They had already blocked this poem and it had not yet leaked out of the palace, but now it has been hyped up.

"If I'm not mistaken, those should be the guards of that old bastard Di Cang." Someone said gritting his teeth.

Upon hearing this, a group of civil servants were furious!

You old thief are shameless. We will never let you go.

"Have you found out? Who is that immortal poet?" Liu Wen said in a cold voice.

"Nothing has been found. All clues are broken..."

Zhao Ke, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, shook his head and said, "It seems that someone in the palace was involved. Only someone in the palace could have wiped out all traces so cleanly!"

Upon hearing this, a group of ministers gritted their teeth again.

Your Majesty, you are shameless!

"Then just sit back and wait. I don't believe he won't come out."

Liu Wen looked at the bustling Zhuangyuan Street with a cold glint in his eyes: "If I don't use him, I will kill him. He can't be left to those crude warriors, otherwise he will become a joke to us."

"This person must not be allowed to stay!"