The eldest son is fierce

into the night.

Tang Yi was practicing sword in the yard. After practicing for a period of time, he was now able to chop a sword weighing dozens of kilograms by circulating his true energy.

You won’t have to get hit by a sword or fall down.

When Wei Yuan arrived, he saw Tang Yi practicing sword, but he didn't disturb him and just drank some wine not far away.

It was not until Tang Yi had slashed his sword a thousand times that he yawned and said, "Your talent and perseverance are far more amazing than I imagined. In that case, I will teach you another set of sword techniques."

"Look carefully, I will only teach you once. How much you can learn depends on your luck."

Wei Yuan put down the wine jug, picked up a branch on the ground, and quickly practiced using the branch as a sword.

His sword moves were sharp, and even though he was holding a branch in his hand, Tang Yi could still clearly hear the sound of the sword.

Moreover, his sword moves were powerful and domineering, and every time he swung out a sword, it seemed as if it could shatter the space!

Tang Yi supported the big sword with one hand and used two fingers of the other hand as a sword, practicing with Wei Yuan.

After Wei Yuan finished practicing, he closed his eyes to digest the sword moves, then picked up the big sword and practiced the sword moves that Wei Yuan had just practiced.

He was using a big sword, which was not as powerful as Wei Yuan's, but more imposing than Wei Yuan just now!

Wei Yuan originally thought that after watching him practice once, it would be pretty good if Tang Yi could practice 50% of it.

But now this guy has memorized all his sword moves and has practiced them nearly to perfection!

"Monster! This is the real monster." Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.

When he practiced this sword technique, it took him more than ten days to master it, but this kid learned it after just watching it once.

Once!

Compared to him, those so-called martial arts geniuses are nothing but younger brothers.

Wei Yuan felt a little melancholy when he thought about this. If he could live longer, maybe he could really train a new master for Dayan to protect Dayan's safety.

"Master Wei, what is the name of this sword technique?"

Tang Yi put away his sword, his face excited as he said, "I can feel the immense power of this sword technique. A single sweep of the sword is like a thousand horses galloping. It's incredibly fast!"

A hint of pride appeared on Wei Yuan's face as he said, "The sword technique I created myself can shake mountains!"

"Hanshan, this name is quite domineering!" Tang Yi gave a thumbs up.

Wei Yuan looked up at him and said, "You've made rapid progress. After another half month of practice, you should be able to reach the Three Days Realm. Consider this a gift I prepared for you in advance!"

Tang Yi walked over and winked, saying, "Thank you, Master Wei. But speaking of gifts, I also have a gift for you, Master."

Wei Yuan stared at him with narrowed eyes: "What? Have you made good wine again?"

"Hehe, it's ten thousand times purer than fine wine. I guarantee it will move Mr. Wei to tears!"

Tang Yi raised his hand and pointed towards the courtyard gate, saying, "Mr. Wei, look towards the door."

Wei Yuan originally scoffed at Tang Yi's words. Is there anything in this world that could move him to tears?

joke.

But he still looked in the direction Tang Yi pointed.

The next second, he jumped up from his chair, his face filled with shock. His old eyes instantly turned red, and mist gathered in them...

In his sight, a beautiful girl in a green dress was walking slowly towards him.

The girl had a smile on her lips, a smile that was confident and sunny.

The originally timid little face was now full of vitality, like a lively and clever deer in the forest.

The girl was Wei Linger.

And she was holding two little ones in her hands.

It was Tang Yin and the child named Nuannuan.

"Ling... Ling'er..."

Wei Yuan immediately rushed towards Wei Ling'er, wanting to hug his granddaughter, but he was afraid that this was a dream and it would shatter if he touched it.

He stopped in front of Wei Ling'er, looked at the girl's legs, and his voice trembled: "Ling'er, you...your leg? Is your leg okay?"

Wei Ling'er smiled and turned around twice, dancing like a butterfly, which made Wei Yuan frightened.

Then, she jumped twice on the spot, with a smile on her lips, but tears were already sliding down her eyes: "Grandpa, Ling'er has stood up."

"Brother Tang built me ​​a leg. I don't need a wheelchair anymore. I can jump, run, and do whatever I want."

Wei Yuan stayed there.

He stared at his granddaughter for a long, long time, tears streaming down his face, his hands at a loss: "Okay, okay, okay, hahahaha... okay, great, grandpa has finally waited for this day."

"Hahaha……"

Wei Yuan's laughter spread throughout the Tang Mansion.

Then, he turned around and walked to Tang Yi, patted Tang Yi's shoulder heavily, and said: "Good boy, good job, I was not wrong about you!"

"Old man, old man...thank you."

Seeing Wei Yuan raising his hand to bow to him, Tang Yi was frightened and quickly stopped him: "Don't mess around! You've messed up the generations. Have you ever seen a master bow to his apprentice?"

"This is what I should do. If you want to thank me, I will kneel on the ground and kowtow to you eight hundred times."

"If it weren't for your constant support, how could I have made it in Kyoto? I would have been killed long ago."

Tang Yi smiled and said, "Okay, Mr. Wei, let's not be so polite to each other."

"Talk to Ling'er first. Right now, I'm not the focus. Ling'er is the focus."

Wei Yuan nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, Ling'er is the key point."

Tang Yi immediately stepped forward, took Nuannuan and Tang Yin's hands and left the yard, leaving the space for Wei Yuan and Wei Ling'er.

Wei Linger's leg injury has been a concern for Wei Yuan for the past ten years. He has always felt guilty towards Wei Linger, so he will take this opportunity to let them talk it out.

After leaving his own yard, Tang Yi immediately handed Tang Yin and Nuan Nuan to the housekeeper Qianniang, and then went straight to Du Lingfei's room.

Sure enough, Du Lingfei left the door open for him tonight.

All that was left was to open another door for her...

……

At the same time, Nanjing.

In the border camp, the Grand Marshal of the Border Army, Huangfu Zong, stood in front of the general's tent. After listening to his confidant's report, his face was extremely ferocious. "In other words, our original plan of waiting for public opinion to ferment and then taking advantage of the opportunity to attack Yan has already been spread within the country?"

The staff member bowed and said, "Yes, some people attribute the Crown Prince's death to factional strife, and say that Nanjing is trying to coerce the people of the country into joining the war."

"Now, the whole of Nanjing is in an uproar."

boom!

Huangfu Zong threw a punch, and the impact directly shattered the nearby tent into rubble. His face turned pale as he asked, "Have you found out? Who did it?"

The staff nodded and said, "We've found out. It was done by the Great Yan spy."

"And the one who formulated this plan is the Great Yan Zhongyong Marquis!"

Huangfu Zong obviously knew the name. His expression suddenly turned cold. "Tang Yi? Tang Qi's younger brother? Tang Jing's son?"

The staff member bowed and said, "Yes, it is him. Now, he is the person Emperor Yanwen values ​​most."

Huangfu Zong flicked his sleeves and said coldly, "Are you trying to use public opinion to prevent Nanjing from using his troops against Dayan?"

"Oh, that's ridiculous!"

"With Wei Yuan dead, do we still need a reason to attack Dayan?!"