Mi primer marido después de la transmigración

Capítulo 66

Tang Shijiu pursed her lips, clearly seeing that she was young, inexperienced, and easily fooled. However, she still remembered what Tang Qingliu had said earlier and said calmly, "I don't know much about the main things of the Tang Sanmen."

Tang Di frowned and said, "How can someone so young be so prone to lying? You've been disguised as a scholar and traveling with me for almost two months. How can you still not understand?"

It felt as if an extremely fine needle was piercing my heart, causing a sharp, throbbing pain with each beat.

Nineteen raised her eyes slightly, her tone turning cold and hard: "I only know that the scholar is Shen Yuntan, I don't know anything about Shenyin or anything like that."

Tang Di gave a bitter, cold laugh: "How many people do you think this will convince, young lady?"

Tang Shijiu also sneered: "I have never known that telling the truth is for persuasion. Besides, I have no relation to the Tang Clan, so there is no need for me to tell you what friends I have, who I know, or who I am with."

Tang Diruo's face changed color, and she rushed forward to hit someone, but Tang Chongli held her back tightly, so she had no choice but to comply.

Seeing Tang Di's unpredictable expression, Tang Shijiu noticed that Tang Di was about to fly into a rage. Everyone in the Tang Clan was on high alert, and Tang Yu was frantically trying to signal to him. Suddenly, he felt extremely annoyed.

The martial arts world is such a hassle.

It would be better to stay comfortably at Jinhu Villa, bullying the junior brothers and sisters and serving tea and water to the master.

If his master was truly the extraordinary person they spoke of, Tang Shijiu suddenly understood the original intention behind his seclusion.

The martial arts world is truly a troublesome place.

Seeing that she remained silent, Tang Di felt that his persuasion was effective, so he became even more earnest: "Shen Yin is wicked, bloodthirsty and tyrannical, and bullies people by relying on his martial arts skills. Why should Miss Tang help him cover it up?"

These words were extremely unpleasant to Nineteen's ears.

Although she utterly despised Shen Yuntan's fraudulent behavior, subconsciously, she had already considered Shen Yuntan as "one of her own."

What does "one of us" mean?

She can harbor resentment, hit, and curse, but she can't stand hearing others spout baseless and baseless accusations.

To put it simply, the people of the Central Plains can curse the imperial court with great enthusiasm every day. Although it's just venting their anger, at least it helps them release their frustration. Try letting the Japanese pirates utter a single curse? Nine out of ten people from the Central Plains would get angry with them, even if they themselves cursed them more harshly in private.

There's no way around it; people are biased and have double standards—it's innate. It's like how you can discipline your own child however you want, but you can't tolerate someone else laying a finger on them.

Tang Shijiu suddenly raised his eyes: "I'm not familiar with Shenyin, so I don't think he's particularly wicked, bloodthirsty, or bullies people by abusing his martial arts skills. On the contrary, I just came down the mountain for no reason. First, your Second Sect Master attacked me without saying a word. An elder against a junior like me, using poison and darts—I'm embarrassed to say whether that counts as abusing one's power. Then in Jinhu City, a group of Tang Clan members harassed me, a young girl, whipping me with poisoned whips that were stained with blood and rotting flesh. I don't know if the Third Sect Master would consider that bloodthirsty and tyrannical. As for being wicked, at least I've never heard of Shenyin knocking out a young girl, quietly transporting her back to his house, and then coercing and bribing her to ask for some vague martial arts manual."

Tang Di had been managing the Tang Clan for over twenty years, and who had ever given him a second glance? Now, after being rebuked by Tang Shijiu, his face turned red and then green, but every word Tang Shijiu said made sense, and he was at a loss for words. He could only tremble with anger: "This young lady is quite sharp-tongued."

Tang Diruo broke free from her granddaughter's hand and roared as she lunged at Tang Shijiu.

Tang Shijiu chuckled coldly. To use such poison, resorting to force when soft methods failed—truly a prestigious martial arts school. He lightly stepped forward, using the momentum to dodge several paces, causing Tang Diruo to miss her target.

What surprised people the most was not Tang Shijiu's recovery of his martial arts skills, but Tang Yu.

The moment Tang Diruo lunged forward, Tang Yu, who had been standing respectfully to the side, suddenly stepped forward, her small body trembling, and stood between Tang Shijiu and Tang Diruo.

Tang Diruo was dumbfounded, Tang Diku was stunned, and Tang Chongli was speechless.

What are the assassins of the Tang Clan? They're basically just dogs in their master's house. You can kick them or scold them as you please, and you don't even have to worry about whether they're emotionally hurt.

Such a loyal dog turning against its master is truly startling.

Tang Diru gritted her teeth: "Get out of the way!"

Tang Yu's hands were trembling, and so was his sword, but his body remained motionless. Although he didn't speak, his meaning was very clear: he wouldn't allow it.

Seeing the situation was not right, Tang Diku, who was sitting on the high hall, winked at the Tang Clan experts around him, slowly got up, and stepped forward. After his taunt, the Tang Clan members immediately prepared themselves. Some held poisoned caltrops and other hidden weapons in their hands, while others drew their swords from their waists, ready to use force if soft tactics failed.

Seeing that things were not going well, Tang Shijiu immediately said, "Yu Yu, run!" Tang Yu nodded slightly, held her long sword horizontally, and retreated step by step.

Without saying a word, Nineteen used his toes to propel himself against a pillar and floated out of the inner hall.

Having only studied the essence of this mental technique for a short time, and this being his first time applying it in practice, Tang Shijiu was too hasty and overextended himself. Instead of landing gracefully like an immortal as he had imagined, he lost his balance and stumbled backward several steps.

If someone bumps into another person while walking, they'll be yelled at: "Do you have eyes in the back of your head?!"

Now, Tang Shijiu was regretting that he didn't have eyes in the back of his head, so he backed up and bumped into someone.

She stumbled backward so quickly that she didn't even have time to react before she was sprawled on the ground. Luckily, it didn't hurt; when she reached down, the ground beneath her was surprisingly soft.

Before he could figure out what was going on, he looked up and saw Tang Yu kneeling on the ground, his knees buckling: "Mr... Mr. Tian Shu."

Nineteen was stunned for a moment, then felt a chilling light on his neck. He slowly turned around and was completely dumbfounded when he met Tian Shu's perpetually stern face.

Chapter Forty-Two: Interrogation (Part Two)

Tian Shu's gaze had never been warm, and now it was chillingly cold. Nineteen turned her head away, forcing a smile, "Sorry, I didn't see it."

Tian Shu forced out two words through gritted teeth: "Get up."

Nineteen then realized why she hadn't felt any pain when she fell backward; it turned out Tian Shu was a soft human cushion. Her fall, combined with her own weight, had been so forceful that it made Tian Shu's vision go black.

Tang Shijiu quickly got up, brushed the dust off his body, and was about to say something when Tang Diruo arrived menacingly.

Given that it was difficult to distinguish friend from foe in Tian Shu, Tang Shijiu dodged and darted toward a banyan tree. Tang Yu glanced at Tian Shu, then at Shijiu, gritted her teeth, and continued to block Tang Diruo's path.

As soon as she moved, Tian Shu noticed the change and raised an eyebrow: "You really have the Tuanfu Heart Sutra?"

Tang Shijiu inwardly groaned. The Tang Clan members were already troublesome, and adding Tian Shu would only make things worse. She figured Tian Shu's presence would prevent things from getting too difficult for Tang Yu. With a light leap, she charged towards the wall. Unfortunately, although her movement technique was lacking, Tian Shu was faster and blocked her path. Tang Shijiu tried to break through, but to no avail.

Seeing the situation was dire, Tang Yu turned and kicked down a Tang Clan disciple, snatched his sword, and hurled it at Nineteen. With a weapon in hand, Nineteen suddenly felt more confident. Tian Shu narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Tang Yu indifferently: "You've grown quite capable."

Tang Yu trembled, not daring to look at Tian Shu's expression, and focused on fighting Tang Di Ruo and the others.

Tian Shu, his robes fluttering, stood atop the wall like a banished immortal. He slowly drew his long sword from his waist, its autumn light pointing at Nineteen: "You little brat, you really are a source of trouble. Let me see the true Tuanfu Heart Method before I kill you."