Chapter 835 – The Old Estates Ancient Well, Pickled Vegetables and Porridge (1/2)

Chapter 835 – The Old Estate's Ancient Well, Pickled Vegetables and Porridge

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Chen Changsheng was welcomed by a very simple wooden gate.

But the stone ledge over the gate was built with meticulous care, and it was ridiculously tall, even higher than the gate itself. From top to bottom, it was covered in countless wooden tablets.

Chen Changsheng raised his head and could make out many familiar signatures.

These signatures belonged to generations of Emperors and Popes.

There were Emperors from the Zhou Dynasty, Emperors from the previous dynasty, and even the esteemed names of Emperors from even more ancient times that he had only ever heard about in history books.

The names of those Popes were even more familiar. He realized that the name of the Pope at the very bottom was that of his martial grandteacher.

The Emperor at the very bottom was Emperor Taizong.

There was no Tianhai Divine Empress and no Pope of the previous generation.

It was clear that those two that had passed before the elder within the Tang clan's old estate, his peer that was the previous Pope and the Tianhai Divine Empress that he disliked, had not gained the right to leave behind their marks.

The Tang clan's old Guardian stood on the side. His expression did not change, nor did he prompt Chen Changsheng to move on.

The elders of the Tang clan had witnessed this sort of scene countless times over the countless years.

These were the true foundational resources of the Tang clan, as this was a visible history, absolutely real and even somewhat vivid.

It suddenly began to snow. The snow did not fall too forcefully, drifting and dancing about the old estate.

Chen Changsheng took out an old umbrella from somewhere and unfurled it, after which he walked into the courtyard.

The old Guardian's expression finally changed somewhat upon seeing this old umbrella. His eyes slightly narrowed, but it was impossible to see what he was thinking.

The main gate of the old estate was very simple, as was its main courtyard. Flat gray stones paved the ground. Washed by the rains of innumerable years and stepped on by the feet of countless people, they were as smooth as mirrors. When walking upon it, it was hard not to think that Emperor Taizong had also walked through this place, that the stone one stepped on might also have been stepped on by Zhou Dufu, that Wang Zhice might have taken a drink of water from that old well over there. When Su Li walked into this small courtyard, was he holding an umbrella?

The Tang clan's old Guardian stopped at the gate to the courtyard.

Chen Changsheng, umbrella in hand, walked up the stone steps and reached the house. He looked inside.

Inside and outside were separated by a very high threshold.

He stood outside the threshold.

The elder stood within the threshold.

In truth, although this person's hair was completely white, he did not seem old.

But his eyes were like the old well in the courtyard, undisturbed no matter what happened.

Was this the Tang Old Master?

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For the past thousand years, the most mysterious individual of the continent was naturally the Demon Military Advisor Black Robe.

To many people, the Tang Old Master of Wenshui City was equally mysterious.

The people only knew that the Tang Old Master was the wealthiest person in the world. Even when the Elder of Heavenly Secrets still lived, he was still poorer than the Tang Old Master.

The people also knew that the Tang Old Master was one of the most powerful people on the continent. Even the Tianhai Divine Empress had been incapable of dealing with him.

The people also knew that the Tang Old Master was the oldest person in the continent. People had seen him far before Emperor Taizu's era.

But nobody knew how much money the Tang Old Master actually had, how terrifying was the strength he actually controlled, and how many years he had actually lived.

And up until today, nobody knew just what the Tang Old Master's true level of cultivation was.

Not even the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets had been able to find out. Of course, even if they had, they wouldn't have dared to mention it.