Mr. Xiang looked at Tang Luo and Han Ruobing in front of him, and when he thought of his granddaughter, he couldn't help but feel the same as Ye Yuehua.

"Mr. I have something else to share with you."

Tang Luo sat upright and said seriously.

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Xiang Lao looked at Tang Luo's expression and asked questions.

"You know, I stayed in an orphanage when I was a child, and I was always looking for the whereabouts of my parents. Just two days ago, I found my biological mother..."

Tang Luo talked to Mr. Xiang about the past two days, and said that everything happened to Mr. Xiang.

Xiang Laoyu’s meaning is like his relatives, so he really wants to share it with him.

However, he naturally didn't say much about the Blood Prison Pavilion, and he didn't want Mr. Xiang to worry about him.

Hearing Tang Luo's words, Xiang Lao was also moved, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Xiao Tang, it's really not easy for you mother and son. Fortunately, you are reunited now, and I am happy for you from the bottom of my heart."

"Well, old man, I just want to share with you, who made you my relative."

Tang Luo smiled.

"Haha, okay, I originally wanted to keep you and Ruobing for dinner tonight. Since that's the case, I won't keep you anymore. I'll take your mother to have dinner at home."

Said to the old man.

"Yeah, OK, old man."

Tang Luo nodded.

"Let's go to the study, it's time for me to fulfill my promise. Haha, I have to think about this word."

After Xiang Lao said that, he stood up.

Seeing this, Han Ruobing hurriedly stepped forward and helped Mr. Xiang.

"good."

Tang Luo nodded and followed Mr. Xiang to the study room with Han Ruobing.

Mr. Xiang first washed his hands with clean water before he came to the table.

Tang Luo started to spread the paper to Xiang Lao, while Han Ruobing pondered the ink.

Xiang Lao picked up the brush, thought for a moment, dipped it ink, and the pen was like a dragon and a snake.

He wrote several pictures in a row, and after making some comparisons, he finally chose a satisfactory one and wrote down the signature.

Just as Tang Luo wanted to praise him, Mr. Xiang took out a larger piece of rice paper again.

Mr. Xiang didn't think much about it and started writing directly.

"A gentleman strives to improve himself and strives for self-improvement, and a gentleman takes good care of things with virtue."

He danced to the old dragon and phoenix, and wrote two lines of big words on rice paper.

"Xiao Tang, let's put this in the school."

As Xiang Lao said this, he wrote down the signature again.

"Ah? This is for me too?"

Tang Luo pretended to be surprised, but in fact he had guessed just now.

"Why, don't want it, then just take that one."

Xiang Lao looked at Tang Luo's expression and smiled.

"Hehe, how can that work? Such a good word needs to be appreciated by someone."

Tang Luo said hurriedly.

"Your word is really a flying dragon and phoenix dance, majestic..."

Han Ruobing looked at the two words and praised them a few words.

"Yes, old man, I don't know the words Ruobing, I just think, good, very good."

Tang Luo smiled and agreed.

"Haha, then you haven't learned much from Ruobing."

As Xiang Lao said this, he took out his seal and stamped it.

"Hehe, I'm very embarrassed. I wanted to ask for one, so you wrote one more."

Tang Luo looked like he was acting like he was cheap.

No matter how much you joke, it is really rare to have a letter from Xiang Lao, especially with a signature.

You should know that it is difficult for many senior officials of the court to ask for a copy of Xiang Lao.

"You kid, don't do this. Who made you do such a big thing? I have to support you."

Xiang Lao Xiaoxiao looked at these two words and felt very satisfied.

"It's not big or big. I must carve this on the school building at that time, and I can't just put it in the office."
Chapter completed!