"Xiao Tang, let me play chess?"

Mr. Xiang was in a good mood and looked at Tang Luo and sent an invitation.

"OK."

Tang Luo nodded with a smile.

Then, the old and the young sat in front of the chessboard, each holding black and white pieces, and began to fight.

Xiang Baiyan took the old man's mobao and left the room, went downstairs to find a box.

"Where is the third brother, the old man and Xiao Tang?"

Looking east, Xiang Baiyan came down and asked.

"Which is playing chess on it."

After Xiang Baiyan said this, he looked at Ye Yuehua.

"Sister-in-law, are there any boxes?"

"What to pretend?"

Ye Yuehua asked.

Xiang Baiyan raised the rice paper in his hand: "Old man's calligraphy."

"Hmm? Old man's Mo Bao?"

When everyone in the room heard Xiang Baiyan's words, they all saw it.

"Yes, the old man just wrote it."

He nodded to Bai Yan, unfolded the rice paper in his hand, and the four big words "Loyalty to the country" appeared in front of everyone.

"The old man gave it to Xiao Tang."

"I've given Xiao Tang? Isn't the old man's Mo Bao giving away people easily?"

Xiang Weiguo, who has always been steady and quiet, said in surprise.

"Yes, I tell you, if Xiao Tang doesn't enter the official career, it will be a waste of talent!"

Xiang Baiyan couldn't help but say when he thought of Tang Luo's performance just now.

"Oh? How do you say it?"

Hearing this, Xiang Dongfang was a little curious about what Xiao Tang did if the third brother said this.

Not only him, but the others also looked over and were very curious.

Xiang Baiyan put away Mobao again and explained what happened just now.

After hearing Xiang Baiyan's words, Xiang Dongfang and others looked strange and were speechless.

This flattery...they are convinced!

"You said, isn't it a pity that he doesn't enter the official career?"

Xiang Baiyan asked with a smile.

"San Lao, there is something wrong with your enlightenment!"

Ye Yuehua regarded Tang Luo as her son-in-law. Although she also thought Tang Luo was acting...that, but this was wrong!

"If you have to flatter yourself into an official career, do you just do this on weekdays?"

"That's right, maybe Luo Ge is not flattering, it comes from the heart! Uncle San, you have a problem with your realization!"

Xiang Ling'er also looked at Xiang Baiyan and said.

"Well... sister-in-law, Ling'er, I was wrong, okay? Alas, I can't say it, I'm starting to protect now!"

Xiang Baiyan was so amused and cried, so he quickly admitted defeat.

Hearing Xiang Baiyan's words, Ye Yuehua didn't care: "I'll protect me, what's wrong?"

However, Xiang Ling'er's pretty face turned slightly red, and she ran upstairs.

"Ling'er, what are you doing?"

Ye Yuehua asked.

"I... went up to see grandpa and Luo Ge play chess!"

Xiang Ling'er said without looking back.

"This girl... I used to hate watching chess the most, and I'm so interested today."

Ye Yuehua muttered.

"Haha, sister-in-law, don't you understand this? It's fake to play chess, but it's real to see Xiao Tang!"

Xiang Baiyan chuckled and then looked at his elder brother.

"Brother, do you really have an idea?"

"Well, the key is that the old man has an idea now... Forget it, let's not mention this, take one step at a time, and your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, let them go."

He shook his head to Dongfang, and when he mentioned this, he had a headache.

"All right."

He nodded to Baiyan and stopped asking more questions.

Upstairs, the battle between Tang Luo and Mr. Xiang became more and more intense.

Both of them looked a little solemn, and they would think about it for a while every time they made a move.

"Grandpa, Luo Ge."

Xiang Ling'er came up and sat next to her.

"Well, Ling'er is here."

He nodded to the old man, and his eyes fell on the chessboard again.

"Xiao Tang, I heard from the boss that you beat Xiao Zhou?"

Boss?

Xiao Zhou?

Tang Luo was stunned at first, and then realized that the boss was looking east, while Xiao Zhou... was the powerful Zhou Heng!

A strange flashed in his eyes. Looking at the whole of China, it is probably less than a pair of hands to call Zhou Heng this!

"Haha, it's just luck."

The thought changed, Tang Luo said with a smile.

"Win means winning, and luck is also a kind of strength."

Shaking his head to the old man, leaving a son behind.

"It seems... my luck today is good!"

Tang Luo said, leaving a son behind.

Hearing Tang Luo's words, Mr. Xiang was stunned, looked carefully at the black and white pieces on the chessboard, and smiled bitterly, losing.

"You boy..."

"Brother Luo, did you win?"

Asked Ling'er.

"Yeah, I won a son."

Tang Luo nodded.

"Oye, Luo Ge is so great!"

Cheered to Ling'er.

"Hmph, it's really a girl who is too young to stay. Grandpa loves you in vain!"

He snorted at the old man and said deliberately.

"Well, grandpa, you will definitely win in the next game!"

Xiang Ling'er's pretty face turned red, she stuck out her tongue, and said playfully.

"hehe."

Looking at the old man's playful look at his granddaughter, his kind smile became stronger, and then he looked at Tang Luo again. It would be great if they could be together!

But when he thought of something, he sighed softly, and some things, even with his identity and status, were a little powerless.

Let’s not talk about anything else, the old man in the Han family is not that easy to mess with!

In addition, he also heard some things about Tang Luo through special channels.

This young man... is far less simple than what they saw!
To be continued...