Chen Dewang originally thought that Chen Mo had been beaten by society and was running back to him, sincerely seeking forgiveness, so that he could return to the Chen family.
But his sudden remark 'Are you going to kill me, father?' left Chen Dewang speechless.
There were countless onlookers around, and if this gets out, it won't be good for his reputation.
Chen Dewang's mouth twitched, and he suppressed the anger in his heart, saying, "Chen Mo, what do you mean? You are my only son. How could I have wanted to kill you…"
"If my father didn't want to kill me, why would he send my elder brother to look for me?"
After saying that, Chen Mo fiercely threw the sword in his hand in front of the Chen family's gate.
Chen Dewang frowned slightly and looked carefully at the long sword with narrow eyes. Xu Cheng quickly stepped forward, picked up the long sword, examined it carefully, and then said seriously: "It is the second young master's sword"
"My elder brother holding a sword, blocking me on the street with a sword, this is nothing but an attempt to kill me. If it weren't for me asking father for Zhang Long early on, I might have died a violent death on the street already. Father, if you don't like me, just say so, why go around the bend and have my elder brother kill me…"
Chen Mo was inconsolable, his expression and demeanor seemed to bring the words "injustice" to life.
Most importantly, after saying that, he quickly rushed over to Xu Cheng's side, snatched the long sword, and raised his hand as if to stab himself.
Chen Dewang was immediately shocked. If the third son committed suicide in front of the Chen family's gate, his reputation would be ruined forever.
Xu Cheng, who deserves the credit for Chen Dewang's achievements, quickly pulled away the long sword and stopped Chen Mo in his tracks when he made to commit suicide. "Third young master, please wait. The head of the family has never wanted you to die. He loves you too much."
"That's right, Chen Mo, there must be a misunderstanding. Chen Guang, that scoundrel, he must not like you to do such a thing. When he comes back, I will teach him a severe lesson for you."
Chen Dewang was so worried that he was stomping his feet. At this moment, he wishes he could hang Chen Guang that scoundrel and beat him up.
"So it is, I thought it was father who didn't like me."
Chen Mo relaxed a bit, and Chen Dewang was taken aback for a moment, not making an answer. He truly didn't like Chen Mo, the mediocre and useless son of his.
At that moment of hesitation, Chen Mo pulled the long sword back again, pretending to commit suicide. "It turns out that father really doesn't like me either."
Chen Dewang was shocked. At this moment, he dared not nod in agreement. He kept saying "No" one after another, "Please put down the sword, father loves you too much."
"Fine, my elder brother stole the last one thousand two hundred silver I had. How can I survive outside? Isn't this forcing me to die?"
"You can come back, and father will support you."
"I don't, my elder brother bullies me like this. Even if I come back, how can it be?"
In both obvious and subtle ways, Chen Mo was expressing two characters: money.
Chen Dewang finally got it. Biting his teeth, he said, "Send someone to get... No, five thousand taels of silver over here. One cannot be too sparing with a child; I cannot let my son suffer outside."
Upon hearing this, Chen Mo was overjoyed. He threw away the long sword in his hand and said, "Whatever happens, just do as you please."
Xu Cheng was stunned, this sudden change in expression...
Not long after, the five thousand taels of silver notes were delivered. Chen Mo folded them and stuffed them into his bosom. Before leaving, he didn't forget to pat Chen Dewang on the back, "It turns out I misunderstood father. The respected father is indeed the best in character throughout the capital..."
After praising Chen Dewang with a rainbow fart, Chen Mo picked up the broken hair on the ground and put it aside for future use.
Chen Mo happily left, but Chen Dewang was unhappy. Without any reason, he not only lost five thousand taels of silver but almost made his reputation fall into disrepute.
He walked back to the great hall with a somber face, covering his face, and dropped a sentence on his way out, 'If Chen Guang, that rebellious son, comes back, tell him to come see me immediately.'
Within just a little over half an hour, Chen Guang, who had been beaten up and was covered in wounds, returned. Fortunately, he was a warrior and had tough skin and endurance. If it were someone else, they might not be able to get up again.
At this moment, Chen Guang's mind had only one thought - to accuse.
By telling his father all his grievances, he was sure that his father would order Xu Cheng to deal with Zhang Long, and then he could go after Chen Mo.
Whoever dares to steal my money, you don't know what the word "death" looks like.
Just as Chen Guang returned to the Chen family, he was informed to go to the great hall to find his father. This was just what he wanted.
Chen Guang, dragging his wounded body, hurried to the great hall and didn't say a word. He began by crying in reverence.
"Dad, you have to avenge your son. That Chen Mo is not a good person. He let his hand Zhang Long beat me up. Just look at the wounds on my body. If it weren't for me being a warrior, I might not be able to see you again..."
Chen Guang was saying his grievances with a pout, but there was no response. He was dazed for a moment, then quickly glanced up and looked around.
He saw his father's face was dark, and his eyes were cold enough to kill. And there was the loyal assistant Xu Cheng, shaking his head in helplessness and sighing as if he were mourning for him...
What's going on? Does dad not love me anymore?
Chen Dewang slammed the table, and the tendons on his forehead bulged. He roared angrily, "Chen Guang, this monster! You dared to commit a crime against your younger brother in broad daylight. Moreover, you even stole his one thousand taels of silver. Have you forgotten that I am your father?"
Committing a crime? Stole one thousand taels?
Chen Guang was shocked, and he immediately denied it, shaking his head and saying, "Father, I didn't do it. You can see for yourself that I was the one who was beaten up and that I was also the one whose money was stolen."
Just then Chen Mo had personally come to the door to complain, holding your sword and wanting to commit suicide. If he wasn't wronged terribly, would he want to commit suicide? This monster still doesn't admit it"
Chen Guang's pupils shrunk suddenly, clearly not expecting that Chen Mo was so skilled at playing these games. Now, he was as good as mud on the body, whether it was shit or not.
Chen Dewang slammed the table again, angrily ordering, "Xu Cheng, bring the family punishment."
Chen Dewang, being an ordinary person, could indeed discipline Chen Jin and Chen Mo, but he couldn't discipline Chen Guang, who had tough skin and rough flesh. It wouldn't have much effect.
Chen Guang was so startled that his face turned pale. He opened his mouth to deny it, but before he could speak, Xu Cheng's whip had already landed, leaving him with skin split and flesh torn.
Chen Guang's eyes were filled with tears. Why does it always have to be me who gets hurt...
After leaving the Chen family compound, Chen Mo first bought two horses, which cost him two hundred taels of silver in total. He then prepared to visit the Town Military Office.
The gate of the Town Military Office had been guarded by two new guards. Chen Mo didn't rush to inquire; instead, he sat down in a nearby teahouse, planning to observe and see what would unfold.
Just as he had taken his seat, a person in white also sat down at the same table as Chen Mo.
Chen Mo was startled and looked at the other person. He had long black hair tied up high, a delicate and handsome face, fair and smooth skin like that of a woman.
He wore a white robe, was thin in build, and gave an impression of being fragile. In his hand, he carried a folding fan that he occasionally opened and used to fan the breeze.
This looks like a high-level beauty, it's a waste not to wear women's clothing... Chen Mo secretly thought in his heart, but outwardly he remained calm and said: "Brother, there are so many empty seats here, why did you have to sit here next to me?"
The elegant young man didn't answer, suddenly producing a letter from his hand, flicking it at Chen Mo with his fingers.
Zhang Long, seeing this, reached out and caught the letter, placing it in front of Chen Mo. The latter opened the letter with a puzzled expression and his pupils widened suddenly upon reading its contents.
This was the letter he had sent to Pei Jiangnan...
