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Chapter 892: Tearing


First of all, they don't necessarily intend to fight to the death, because this is a lose-lose move, not worth it, unless it is a last resort, otherwise there is a little room for maneuver to fight for it.

This is like auction bidding, originally a million things because of the competition, in the end it was fried to more than ten times the price, then this is the two tigers fighting for the actual injury, no one is the winner.

Therefore, the Confucian Mansion decided to try a sweet jujube first, and adopted the method of marriage with the Zhongjing Mansion, the Confucian Mansion married one, or the Zhongjing Mansion married one, in exchange for the children of the Tang family to enter the Confucian Mansion, and the two families became in-laws, then it would be considered a family Got it?

There is no need to fight back and forth, besides, Confucius also thinks that although they are all saints, the name of Confucius is much louder than Zhang Zhongjing, to put it bluntly, we are equivalent to marrying and you are Gao Pan, you give me the child in exchange for you marrying us, this deal should not be a loss Let's do it!

Zhang Huaiqing was obviously stunned, and even hesitated a little bit in an instant, I have to say that Kong Dejing's words are still very moving.

But it was only for a moment, Zhang Huaiqing sighed lightly and said: "The children of Zhongjing Mansion, no one can afford to climb the Confucian Mansion."

Zhang Huaiqing said this, Xiang Que is not surprised at all, because if he agrees, it will actually indirectly prove that Zhongjing Mansion is not as good as Confucius Mansion, afraid of Confucius Mansion, people fight for a breath of Buddha to receive a pillar of incense, why do I think I am half a cut shorter than you?

"Huh" Kong Dejing's face stiffened, slightly pale, and then she turned her head to look at Xiang Que, and was about to speak.

Suddenly, Xiang Boss's delicate body was shocked, gritted his teeth, struggled slightly, and said categorically: "No, I have someone······ I definitely can't give you a title, or, can you be willing to be a junior?

” Kong Dejing immediately picked up a glass of water on the table and threw it on Xiang Que's face: "Bastard, what do you want?"

Xiang Que wiped the water on his face and asked suspiciously: "Didn't you say that you wanted to get married, look at me, I thought you wanted to start with me?"

"I won't look for you if I look for a pig, don't be ashamed to your realm, it's really enough" Kong Dejing stood up angrily, leaving a gust of fragrant wind and turned around and left.

Xiang Que brushed the water droplets from his hair, and said lightly: "Old man Zhang, I'm really afraid that you were excited just now, so you agreed."

"I'm afraid that if I die, my ancestors will poke my backbone and scold me, how can I have the face to go to see my ancestors and ancestors" Zhang Huaiqing leaned back in his chair and said a little melancholy: "Confucius Mansion can give this bargaining chip, it can be seen that they have already died, and they will not give up until they reach their goal" "The Confucian Mansion is late at sunset, and if you don't seek some way, the residual power left by Confucius will be consumed by them sooner or later, then they will really have no shame to see Confucius Saint" Xiang Que pouted: "I don't want to find the reason from myself, I want to take some shortcuts." , where did this come from so many good things Ah, "the wealth is not three generations, that is because there are losers who do not know how to keep the country laid by the older generation, and the Confucian Mansion may not reach this level, but with the passage of time, some of the children of the Confucian Mansion do not want to make progress, and some of them die by themselves, so how many generations of Confucian saints will accumulate in the long run."

Sooner or later, the name of the saint will be consumed by them, so they are anxious to find another way to make up for this loss.

Cao Qingdao's reincarnation is a good time, giving Confucius a ray of light and letting them see the future, which is almost like sending charcoal in the snow.

The full moon banquet gradually came to an end, the guests gradually withdrew, and Shen Jia walked around with the child in his arms, and he walked towards the back.

Kong Deru looked at the back of the mother and son who disappeared, and said to Mr.

Kong: "Archdeacon, let's follow, shall we?"

” "Wait, the people over there haven't moved yet" Mr.

Kong Da glanced at Zhang Huaiqing and Xiang Que, a little bit if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move.

Below the hotel, Tang Xinhe's car drove to the door, Shen Jia and he sat in with the child, and then went back to Purple Villa, Tang Xinhe's car just drove out, and a Mercedes-Benz RV in the corner followed, and there were two parking spaces not far away.

Xiang Que and Zhang Huaiqing also got up and left the hotel at the same time, and when they passed by the two tables in the Confucian Mansion, Mr.

Kong suddenly got up and hugged his fists and said, "Old Zhang, take one step."

Zhang Huaiqing stood on his feet, turned sideways and smiled: "Hello, Mr.

Kong Da" "This is ······ Is there really no room for manoeuvre?

Mr.

Kong Da frowned and asked.

Zhang Huaiqing put his hands behind his back and said in a low voice: "Mr.

Kong, by this time, you and I should know that this matter is of great significance, and we can't be hungry in Zhongjing Mansion just because your Confucius Mansion wants to be full, right?"

” Mr.

Kong Da continued: "The conditions we gave don't seem to be low, right?

You can't be too greedy, be careful that you don't get the last bite" "No matter how high it is, it can't be as high as we ask for," Zhang Huaiqing sighed.

"So you're so sure you'll get it in the end?

Don't use the bamboo basket to draw water, lose your wife and break the soldiers" Mr.

Kong Da has completely lost his patience at this time, and he also knows that no matter how hard he persuades, it will basically not work.

"Huh" Zhang Huaiqing squinted his eyes and said loudly: "Okay, then try it" People live for a lifetime, more than a hundred years, Zhang Huaiqing from the time he accompanied Mr.

Sun to the United States to lobby to resist Japan, and finally he returned to Nanjing to guard Sun Yat-sen's mausoleum.

Mr.

Kong Da is not enough to see here, if you want to say that the contemporary patriarch of the Confucian Mansion comes, he may be able to give three points of face.

The two walked towards the outside of the hotel, and Kong Deru suddenly said behind him: "Xiang Que, you killed my Confucian disciples······ Xiang Que turned his head directly, pointed at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense, if you say this in broad daylight, I will easily sue you for slander, what about the evidence that you said I killed someone?"

” Xiang Que and Zhang Huaiqing turned around and left, Kong Deru slammed his fist on the table: "Villain, I'll see what arrogance you will take for a while" Kong Dejing gritted his little teeth even more and creaked, if he had a hostile attitude towards Zhongjing Mansion, then their Confucian Mansion was already eager to frustrate Xiang Que and scatter ashes, this person was so hated, how could it be so twists and turns if he didn't appear?

It's a pity that the people of the Confucian Mansion always seem to have forgotten one thing, if there is no Xiang Yuan, this Heavenly Dao luck may not have a chance to appear.