Reborn as a rebellious son like a wolf

Chen An was about to scold someone, but when he saw who should answer him, he swallowed the words in his throat, and said in a cold voice: "Your Majesty Qing En, be careful, your behavior will affect Miss Tang's reputation."

Xiao Hao chuckled lightly, and said: "Then Mr. Tang didn't offend you, so he will target you no matter how you came in."

Next to him was a young man who was also dressed in white and had a face like a crown of jade. His voice was very gentle: "Today, I came to the Tang Mansion just to attend Mrs. Tang's birthday banquet. It is good for everyone to live in harmony."

"Mr. Qingrong's words are very true."

"That's right, have a good banquet and don't disturb everyone's interest."

All the young masters said yes one after another, and seemed to be very obedient to this young master.

Tang Mo looked around and found that this young man had a very outstanding temperament, and he just nodded politely when he saw him looking at him.

Chen An was still not convinced, and looked at Tang Mo with gloomy eyes: "The breeze is a bit strong today, how about a poem written by Mr. Tang?"

Tang Mo was a little amused, he didn't intend to let him go.

That being the case, don't blame him for being rude; "If I recite a poem better than Mr. Chen's, then I will ask Mr. Chen to call me in public... Grandpa, how about it?"

When these words came out, everyone was dumbfounded, and some couldn't believe it. Looking at Tang Mo with a gentle expression, they didn't expect him to speak like this. . .Domineering.

Chen An's complexion suddenly changed, he pointed at him and said, "Just call, you go out first."

Of course Tang Mo doesn't know how to compose poems, but he can memorize the three hundred Tang poems by heart.

"I don't have much talent and learning, so how about just reciting a poem about wind?"

He thought of an extremely simple one, let's see how he gets it right later.

Chen An expected that he would not be able to compose poems, so he said disapprovingly, "As long as you can recite it, I will be able to compose one that will overwhelm you."

Young Master Qingrong put down his teacup and said, "Young Master Chen, I think Young Master Tang might beat you."

This was his intuition. From Tang Mo's arrival to the present, he has been calm and calm, and his gestures are full of confidence. This kind of person must not be underestimated.

Chen An is only a little talented, coupled with contempt for Tang Mo, that's why he is so irritable.

Chen An didn't think so, and said, "Don't worry, as long as he wins, I'll call him grandpa, so what? On the other hand, if I win, you have to call me grandpa, how about it?"

"No problem." Tang Mo flicked his sleeves, and under the gaze of everyone, he said slowly, "Three autumn leaves can bloom, and February flowers can bloom. A thousand feet of waves across the river, and ten thousand poles of bamboo."

A poem "Wind" was written by Li Qiao, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, and he liked it very much after seeing it at first sight.

Young Master Qingrong was surprised, this poem seems very simple, but it vividly expresses the gentleness and fierceness of the wind,

Tang Jin'an was shocked, he never thought that Tang Mo could recite such a good poem, how could this be possible!

Since he was a child, he only knew how to flirt with cats and dogs, and he didn't know a few serious words. How could he write such good poems?

"Nice poem!"

"Young Master Tang is truly talented."

"Just this one is enough to make me feel ashamed."

After recollection, everyone applauded like waves, and they looked at Tang Mo with different eyes.

Mr. Qingrong applauded, and said loudly: "Mr. Tang's poem looks simple, but it depicts the vividness of the wind. It's really amazing."

"Thank you!" Anyway, it was copied, and you don't know, Tang Mo accepted everyone's praise with peace of mind.

The applause here instantly attracted the attention of the female relatives on the opposite side, and soon after they knew what was going on, they immediately looked at Tang Mo with admiration, and secretly cared about Wang.

It's no wonder that the stepson was passed on so unbearably, it turned out that he was a truly talented person, and Wang must have acted like this because he was afraid that he would suppress his son.

Accepting everyone's strange eyes, Wang couldn't hold on to the smile on her face, she clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves, wishing she could turn Tang Mo's head off.

She watched this bastard grow up since she was a child, and she didn't know a few big characters, so how could she be able to recite poems.It has only been with His Majesty for a few days, and to be able to produce such a high-quality masterpiece, it must be His Majesty's creation for him to use.

No matter what it was, Tang Mo stood out in front of everyone by slapping her in the face.

He tilted his head and whispered to the maid beside him, and finally said: "Make it more secretive, and it must not be discovered by others."

The maid is her confidant and helped her get rid of many people. She nodded and replied in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Don't worry, master, slave

know what to do. ""

While everyone was focused on the poetry meeting, the maid quietly left.

At the banquet here, everyone looked at Chen An, waiting for him to recite a poem even better than Tang Mo.

Chen An couldn't sit still, and he was very anxious. He has some small talents, but Tang Mo's poem just now was called a masterpiece, and he couldn't think of a better poem than him.

Xiao Hao raised his cup with a smile, and said loudly: "Chen An, if you don't sing anymore, you will call Mr. Tang Grandpa."

When everyone heard this, they laughed lowly and said nothing, and all their eyes fell on Chen An, which made him even more anxious.

Chen An gritted his teeth and said, "What's the rush, I'll always think about it."

Tang Jin'an said at this time: "Brother Chen, don't worry, my elder brother is tolerant, even if you lose, he won't care about it."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Tang Mo, and said with a gentle smile: "Brother, let's forget about this matter, you have to forgive others and forgive others."

"What's the rush, I'm sure I can come up with a better masterpiece than him." Chen An was very unconvinced, thinking of Tang Yutian's aggrieved face, he became even more unwilling.

Xiao Hao snorted coldly and said: "Admit it if you don't have the skills. There is no shame in being inferior to others. Isn't it just a grandpa? If this son loses, I will call it out straight away, and I can still get the name of frankness."

Such twitching and pinching loses the gentleman's demeanor.

His words seemed to slap Chen An on the face, making him even more embarrassed.

Qing Rong raised his glass and looked at Tang Mo, saying, "Young Master Tang, let's forget about this matter. Let's treat it as an acquaintance, don't take it seriously, it will hurt your peace."

Tang Mo nodded, and threw the question to Chen An: "Mr. Chen, if I lose today, you can just take it as a matter and forget it?"

Chen An didn't expect that he would ask himself back and throw this problem back to him.

Everyone didn't need him to answer. Thinking of Chen An's haughty personality, they might humiliate Tang Mo even more with words, and make himself appear more talented.

Chen An's face was livid with anger, and finally blushed and said coldly: "Grandpa."

"Hey." Tang Mo raised his cup and responded readily.

Qingrong hurriedly said: "Everyone is just joking, this matter is over, after you leave this door, don't make fun of Mr. Chen again, or you will lose your elegance."

"It's natural."

"It's all a joke, who would take it seriously."

"That's right, I even lost before calling people's ancestors."

Qingrong's words instantly heated up the atmosphere, and everyone revealed their shortcomings, which made Chen An's complexion slowly recover.

Seeing that the opportunity to humiliate Tang Mo was missed, Tang Jin'an was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and his face was not angry.

At this time, a maid stepped into the gazebo and came to Tang Mo to bless his body: "Eldest young master, the master said that you came back in a hurry, and you haven't offered incense to your wife yet, so I asked you to offer incense to your wife. After all, you haven't come back for some days."

"I see." Tang Mo thought of Gu Li, he was supposed to offer incense to the mother of this body, Tang Chang's original wife when he came back from the palace, and he almost forgot.

Tang Jin'an smiled and said: "Brother, hurry up and offer incense to your aunt. Yesterday, my mother said that you will come back today."

Tang Mo nodded, stood up and bowed to everyone: "Everyone, excuse me."

He didn't speak any more, turned around and stepped out of the gazebo, and he almost laughed out loud when he heard all the sons behind him marveling at how well his poems were done.

Tang Jin'an turned his head to look at Wang Shi opposite, and she just happened to look over, the eyes of the mother and son met, seeing Wang Shi smiling and nodding, his heart instantly settled down.

The Tang family's ancestral hall is located in some remote courtyards in the backyard. It is cleaned very cleanly. There are special servants who watch the incense and burn incense at any time.

In the bright ancestral hall, he saw the spirit card of his mother Zhou's family. He picked up the incense from the side and lit it. He knelt on the ground and closed his eyes.

Mrs. Zhou, you must have seen your son Tang Mo by now. Don't worry, since I have taken your son's body, I will avenge your blood hatred and thank you for your kindness.I hope that both of you, mother and son, will join a good family in the next life, so that you will no longer suffer from the sufferings you have suffered in this life, and that you will be able to achieve consummation in your life.

After kowtowing three times, Tang Mo inserted the incense into the incense burner, and bowed three more times.

As soon as he got up, he suddenly felt a sweet and sweet smell in the air wafting into his nostrils. The secret channel was not good, so he immediately held his breath, but he was still sucked in a little.

His body was getting hotter and hotter. Tang Mo knew he had been tricked, so he quickly sat cross-legged and calmed down.

The heat rushed straight to his lower abdomen, Tang Mo gasped a little, and instantly realized that he had been hit by an aphrodisiac.

No need to ask, who did it.

Just as his anger was rising, there was the sound of footsteps outside, and then the door was pushed open, and a woman who was a little drunk was pushed in, and the limp woman fell to the ground instantly.

Seeing the handsome woman sitting up, Tang Mo understood that this was a hole Wang dug for him. Once he touched this girl, he would never leave the Tang mansion safely today.

The corner of his mouth was slightly curled up, and he looked down at his little brother who hadn't responded at all. For the first time, Tang Mo felt that this body was immobile.

With a flash of his mind, Tang Mo was shocked. Mrs. Wang knew that he had physical defects, so why did she push this woman in?

Just as he was thinking this way, the drunken and blurred woman sat up and took off her clothes on her own.

Tang Mo understood that what Wang wanted was not for him to touch this woman, but to ruin his reputation.

When he saw that he was in the same room with this woman's disheveled clothes, he would not be able to wash them off even if he jumped into the Yellow River, and this woman must have a sensitive identity.

His eyes suddenly stopped on the top of her head, and Tang Mo understood that this woman with her hair bun was actually a wife.

Tang Mo's body was getting hotter and hotter, making his mouth dry and tongue dry. He suppressed it with super willpower, but when he wanted to get up, he found that he was exhausted.

Gritting his teeth secretly, he decided to move this woman away quickly, he believed that Mrs. Wang was on her way.

When he was in distress, he saw a gust of wind blowing by, and several hidden guards appeared, one of them said: "Young Master Tang, Your Majesty asked me to protect you, shall we deal with this woman?"

Xiao Zhengting?Tang Mo looked at the three hidden guards in front of him, ecstatically, and didn't care too much: "Quickly move this woman to another room, remember, if you want to move to a room with other daughters, someone must prove that she has been there all the time." That room."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of chaotic steps outside: "This way, ma'am, my young mistress was dragged here."

The dark guards looked at each other, and one of them picked up the woman and disappeared into the air instantly.

The moment the hidden guard disappeared, the door slammed open, and it was Mrs. Wang and a group of ladies standing in front of the door. When she saw Tang Mo alone, Mrs. Wang's face collapsed instantly.