"Young Master is joking." Standing in front of Tang Chen was a handsome old man. He was wearing single-piece gold-rimmed glasses and his silver-white hair was meticulously combed. The straight suit and shiny leather shoes showed the rigorous side of their master. The old man slightly helped his eyes and showed a confident smile: "Here, ghosts and other things can't hurt the young master." Although his words were dull, he had confidence that people could not ignore. However, the troubled Tang Chen did not notice this.

Tang Chen looked at the old man who had been with him since his grandfather was the head of the family, with a little intimacy in his eyes: "Okay, Alfred, I'm going to go to bed. Although there is nothing to worry about tomorrow's course, I have to learn martial arts from my father tomorrow, so I have to rest well. I'll leave it to you to lock the door."

"Of course, young master, please go and rest earlier. I will handle it. I hope you have a good dream, young master." The old man leaned slightly and watched Tang Chen go away. A trace of light flashed across the single-eye glasses. At the angle of the backlight, the face in the shadow made people unable to see his expression. He looked at the door of the room and seemed to be able to see the window through the door. At this moment, the old housekeeper had a playful expression.

"Ah!" Tang Chen whispered. Obviously, the injuries left by the martial arts field during the day were not something that could be ignored so easily. After washing up, Tang Chen slowly moved to the bed and stared at the balcony outside the glass door of the room. Thinking about his experience in the martial arts field during the day, he soon became tired and slowly fell asleep.

What he didn't know was that just before he fell asleep, several people appeared on the balcony of his room.

"Is that boy inside?" a man in black covered with face asked in a low voice.

"I've been staring at me, it's impossible to miss it." Another man dressed up in the same style lowered his voice.

"Okay, then just do it. If you can't catch the living, just kill it. This is the Grand Duke's Mansion. No mistakes are allowed, otherwise no one will have good results. Tang Qingfeng is not a vegetarian, so be careful!" The man instructed him a few words, and several people around him nodded. The man in the leader stretched out his hand towards the door, and a black light that was inconspicuous at night flashed, and the door of the balcony was blown open by the wind.

"What's going on?" The man in charge of the door was clearly opened successfully, but the expression of the leading man changed drastically. How is this possible? The only son of the eldest duke actually didn't even have a magic warning device in his room, so he just opened the door so easily? How is this possible? Who doesn't know about Han Mengxue's personality that protects his son like life? How could she be so careless?

"You don't need to know what's going on, because you're going to die soon." A polite voice suddenly rang behind the men in black.

The man in black in the leader shivered and was about to shout for everyone to evacuate, but one hand tightened his throat and couldn't make a sound: "Young master is sleeping, don't affect the master's sleep." As he said that, his wrist twisted slightly, and the person in the leader lost the possibility of making a voice. Before closing his eyes, he looked behind him with the angle of the other person's wrist twisting. The other person could not see clearly his appearance, but his subordinates were lying around him - he underestimated the Great Duke's Mansion... This was the only thought before his death.

The person who suddenly appeared coughed slightly, and a bunch of figures immediately appeared around him: "Treat here cleanly, don't let the young master find anything tomorrow, and, let's just say a little, don't alarm the young master."

"Yes." Everyone lowered their heads and agreed. When they looked up again, the figure was gone.

At the same time, in the study where Tang Chen was reading before, Tang Qingfeng and Han Mengxue had arrived here at some point. Han Mengxue frowned and looked at the door. Tang Qingfeng read the book calmly. Suddenly, two slight knocks came, and Tang Qingfeng called out: "Come in."

Alfred gently pushed the door in. The old housekeeper closed the door gently and gracefully, and then saluted slightly to the two: "The head of the family, wife, and the assassin and his group of 7 people have all been dealt with."

"I don't care about this," Han Mengxue shook her head and looked at the gentle elderly gentleman: "Where is Yutian?"

The old butler pushed his glasses and smiled: "Don't worry, madam, I didn't let them alarm the young master." After a moment of pause, he said: "Head of the family, why don't we leave a living place?"

Tang Qingfeng finally raised his head from the book: "There is no need to think about who you will do this and clean it up sooner."

"They are so brave that they dare to attack Yutian!" Han Mengxue looked angry, "I will destroy their entire family tomorrow. If you dare to touch my son, no matter who it is, I will twist his head!"

Hearing this, the old housekeeper was sweating, and Tang Qingfeng also smiled bitterly: "Madam, how can we destroy them without any evidence? Although it is simple to destroy them, we cannot act regardless of consequences. No matter how much the other party says it, it is a big family. If you don't even have a reason, you will destroy people. Even if I can't explain it to the emperor."

"What do you think you should do?" Han Mengxue asked her husband, "Just let them make trouble? If Yutian is really hurt in their hands, I will chop them up and feed them to the dog without relieving my anger!"

"Miss mother, head of the family, this is not difficult to solve." The old housekeeper signaled to the two, indicating that he had a solution. "We can do whatever they do."

Tang Qingfeng frowned and began to think. Han Mengxue shook her head: "It's easy to ask a killer, but how can those guys compare to our own people? Let our own people take action directly and do it cleaner, which is not better than killers?"

"You can't say that, ma'am." Tang Qingfeng stretched out his eyebrows, smiled, waved to his wife, and signaled her to come over. When Han Mengxue approached, Tang Qingfeng waved his hand to bring the chair next to him and asked her to sit down, and then he said, "Now, anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance. Regardless of whether there are any traces left, their group of miscellaneous people will definitely be staring at us once they are destroyed. This is not a wise move. But if they provoke other forces and attract revenge on the other side, then it doesn't matter if the dead person is not?"

"What do you mean? Make a fuss?" Han Mengxue asked hesitantly.

"Well, why would we do that?" Tang Qingfeng shook his head righteously, but then the cynical smile appeared again. "But if they accidentally injured or killed the heirs of a huge force, it would not prevent us from watching the show, right? Now the Tang family is in a big way, everyone's eyes are staring at us. If you are not careful, you may cause trouble. We are not afraid, but we have to give the little guy a stable space for growth, right? Do you want the little guy to go out and there are other people's eyeliners and vigilant and scared eyes everywhere?"

"··· Then let those bastards live for a while." Han Mengxue nodded angrily, then turned to the old housekeeper: "Alfred, I'll leave it to you. As for the partner, it's the West Wind Brigade. Anyway, those bandits have never done any good things, so they just want them to bite their dogs."

"Madam, don't worry, I will get things done." A wise light flashed in Alfred's eyes. After bowing his head to pay tribute to the two, he gently closed the door and walked out.

Tang Qingfeng looked at his wife and said nothing for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Han Mengxue noticed her husband's abnormality and asked with concern.

"Before talking... can I drink more wine?" Tang Qingfeng looked at his wife with a longing look on his face, completely without the majesty of the head of the family.

"···If there is nothing important, just to cheat wine, let me see how I deal with you!" Han Mengxue glared at her husband, and a ring flashed in her hand. A bottle of unpackaged wine and an empty wine glass appeared in her hand. She poured a little for her husband, and watched him pick it up and smell it, and she was a little confused: "This is the ordinary wine I bought on the street. Last time you fed Yutian to drink, I poured all the wine at home. Is this delicious?"

Tang Qingfeng smelled the wine in the glass intoxicatedly: "It's delicious, of course it's delicious." There is a saying he didn't say, whether the wine is good or not depends on who is pouring the wine. The enemy pours the wine, and the fairy wine is so bitter that it's hard to put it in. When the lover pours the wine, even white water can moisten people's hearts... Obviously, Han Mengxue doesn't understand this truth, but Tang Qingfeng didn't plan to explain.

Han Mengxue looked at her husband speechlessly after drinking the wine in the cup, looking at him pitifully, a little funny: "Tell me first, and pour it for you after you finish talking."

Tang Qingfeng smacked his lips as if he was aftertaste, and then asked casually: "Do you still remember what I explained in the restaurant today?"

"Hmm?" Han Mengxue immediately reacted, "Are you saying you can't stop?"

"Um."

"What's going on? How could you not stop facing a child?" Obviously, Han Mengxue knew very well what kind of strength her husband had, so she had this question. She didn't understand why such an accident occurred with her husband's ability?

"It's true that I didn't stop," Tang Qingfeng explained: "Because I was a little dazed at that time."

"daze?"

"Yes, I'm dazed. The boy and I agreed to suppress my strength to the same level as him and not to fight, so as to exercise his skills. But..." Tang Qingfeng paused for a moment, as if he didn't know how to speak. After a long time, he slowly said as if he had found what to say: "This boy is so abnormal."

Before his wife asked, Tang Qingfeng continued to explain: "Other children were knocked to the ground, and at this age, they couldn't help crying, but after being knocked down by me, this kid stood up with a smile, and there was still a little excitement in his smile? I think generally, other children wouldn't be like this, right? During the fight, he used the things he taught him a few days ago. If this could be explained as if he practiced it in private,"

Tang Qingfeng paused for a moment and then continued: "How can he explain the skills I showed in front of him for the first time? And there are also some pretty things, not just scheming. Although they are not vivid, they always feel like he has practiced for a while. It is precisely because of this that I was a little dazed and did not stop and hurt him." Speaking of this, Tang Qingfeng looked up at his wife: "You have taught him magic, but did you find anything unusual about him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his head again. That's right. If something is wrong, the lady will not say a word.

"Nothing unusual. If you want to say anything, the little guy has a good memory, but it seems difficult to understand the principles of magic. The performance is not different from that of ordinary people." If Tang Chen is still here, he would definitely explain to the two people sincerely: Marx materialism, which I have learned for more than ten years in his previous life, is the principle of magic that is idealistic no matter how you can understand it. Those who immediately have magic skills max will definitely not learn the politics well!

"Forget it, no matter how evil the evil is, it is our own son. It is useless to think too much. But you really don't care about the front line anymore? This time I was transferred back in a hurry. What was the situation?" Han Mengxue looked at her husband and asked while pouring wine, as if she was confused. This time she hurried home, leaving the front line and not saying that she had not given a letter to come back, which surprised her. Who is her husband? Of course, she knew that she had always been meticulous in doing things, so how could she leave the front line with a tight end for no reason?

When Tang Qingfeng was asked this, he seemed to remember something, and shook his head with some amusement: "Isn't it for such a little power? Those guys were naturally anxious when they saw that I made continuous achievements on the front line, so they wrote a letter to ask the emperor to call me back quickly, and they made up for the vacancies on the front line to make some money. Haha." Speaking of this, Tang Qingfeng smiled helplessly: "It's really untreated for people to be stupid. I don't know how to describe their mentally retarded behavior." When he said to the emperor, there was an undetectable haze on Tang Qingfeng's face, which was calm and gentle.

Han Mengxue and his wife have been with him for many years, so naturally they know what their husband is thinking. After pondering slightly, Han Mengxue tilted her head and asked her husband: "The situation on the front line is not optimistic?" Although she is a mother, Han Mengxue's face still makes people feel trembling. Tang Qingfeng is naturally no exception.

"It's not just not optimistic." Tang Qingfeng looked at his wife docilely, shook the wine in his hand, his eyes a little deeper: "After all, the enemy is not a human being, so naturally we cannot use human common sense to think and deal with it. To be honest, even I feel a little tired." Drink the wine in the glass in one gulp: "They have a good plan. When the situation stabilizes, they will find me back. They will pick up their military achievements, but is this military achievements so easy to pick up?"

"What does the emperor say?" Han Mengxue raised her lips and looked at her husband.

"What else can I say? He is naturally afraid of me." Tang Qingfeng curled his lips and looked at his wife's glittering face under the glory of the magic crystal, with a little confused expression: "Although he urgently summoned me to the palace and gave me all this matter to me, this emperor is not so envious. The explanation is that he does not want me to misunderstand, and he is also afraid of my current statement and status. On the surface, of course he still has to be biased towards me and carefully avoid annoying me. After all, although his ascension to the throne has not been short, the nobles in the court are powerful and the imperial power is hidden. He is still far from controlling the government affairs, so my support is naturally indispensable at this time."
Chapter completed!