Xiao Zongbo's mansion in Qinghe.
The young uncle Chen Haiguang and his only son Chen Bailing, the two totems in the fierce state, both looked solemn at this time.
After a long time, the young uncle Chen Haiguang said in a heavy voice:
"Ling, before that kid returns to Dayi, you go to your mother's clan."
"Don't go back to Qinghe until you reach Yuanjing."
Hearing his father's heavy voice, which was very different from the clear voice in the past, Chen Bailing said with a somewhat stubborn expression:
"Father, why is it like this? Even if his eldest son's position is stable, there are still more than ten years before the scholar-bureaucrat's life ends. It won't be too late for me to leave then."
Chen Haiguang, the young uncle of Qinghe, heard the stubborn words of his only son, shook his head and said in a deep voice:
"Chier, this time the kid has returned with the power of great victory. There are countless grassroots in this big Qinghe River, and they will try their best to get close to it."
"And what can be compared to the declaration of the person who killed his father and his enemy?"
Hearing his father's words, Chen Bailing immediately said: "I have eliminated all traces for such a long time, who can still find evidence?"
Upon hearing the innocent words of his only son, the face of the young uncle Chen Haiguang suddenly darkened, and his originally heavy voice immediately became extremely stiff.
"The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable, but you still want him to confirm the evidence?"
"The rules of the clan are that if the clan members kill each other, they will be punished together."
"Fang Guo's legal principles say that as the eldest son of Qinghe, the boy is the king and the master."
"It is a great businessman's morality to avenge his father. It is only natural and right."
"This is the clan's rules, the country's legal principles, and the ethics of great business."
"How much do you have? Can you make that kid afraid to take action?"
Looking at the only son with a frozen face, the young uncle Chen Haiguang continued to say bluntly:
"Or should we respect the principles of heaven and earth and respect the strong?"
"How can you compare to that kid who reached the middle stage of the Totem Danger Realm and defeated an alien race in just over a year?"
"Or can I, my little uncle, who spent decades to reach the middle stage of the dangerous realm, be better?"
"What more can be said?"
"If you have nothing to say, then you will go to your mother's clan early tomorrow morning."
…
The residence of Dongguan Da Sikong.
My predecessor, my uncle Ren Choucheng, looked at the battle report in his hand, and his face suddenly burst into laughter.
Such a great victory is rare in the three hundred years since the Qinghe Chen clan was founded. It will not be seen for a hundred years.
This great achievement not only made Chen Qingxiang's position as the eldest son completely stable and unshakable, it could even shake the power of Qinghe held by the scholar-bureaucrats.
…
The Six Officials of Qinghe, the other five official residences of Heaven, Earth, Spring, Summer, and Autumn, all fell into turmoil following this battle report.
In the entire Qinghe fiefdom and within the Chen clan, the seventeen clans that now have totems in a dangerous state fell silent after seeing this battle report.
In Qinghe Dayi, a family of Chinese people, besides Chen Qingxiang, one of the sixth heirs who is qualified to inherit the position of Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat, Chen Xuling.
She sat opposite a middle-aged and elderly man who looked about fifty, but was full of twilight and had a calm expression.
"Great-grandfather, this time the eldest son has won a great victory and his position is stable. However, Sun used some small tricks against the eldest son at that time a few years ago."
"Sun would like to ask you what to do?"
The middle-aged and elderly man, who was filled with old age, just smiled indifferently when he heard the question from his Qilinzi.
"Xu Ling, what do you think?"
After hearing his great-grandfather's question, Chen Xuling's expression changed. He was silent for a few breaths, and then he said with some difficulty:
"With the eldest son here, it is no longer possible for Sun to succeed as a scholar-bureaucrat. In order to avoid suppression in the future after the eldest son takes office."
"How about Sun prepare to wait until the eldest son returns to Dayi, bring heavy gifts with him, ask for his forgiveness, and take refuge in him as his lord?"
When the middle-aged and elderly man heard this, his quiet temperament changed, showing a hint of majesty and a hint of the peak of the ferocious realm.
"Xu Ling, if I were you, I would fight to the end."
"Or you can carry heavy gifts and go to Lingxiang Pass overnight to pay your respects and take refuge."
"You know, as the news of this great victory spreads throughout Qinghe, the entire Qinghe, at least nearly half of the country, will have a desire to seek refuge."
"When the eldest son returns to Qinghe Dayi and takes refuge, what advantage will there be?"
"Even if you have my support behind you, I am several years older than the scholar-bureaucrat, and my time is running out. I'm afraid I won't have much weight anymore."
"If you wait until the eldest son returns to Dayi and seek refuge with me, you will become a dispensable and marginal person."
"And is that what you want?"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man looked at his great-grandson who was deep in thought, and then said:
"Or you can directly demonstrate your firm resistance against the eldest son. In this case, some forces within the clan will naturally provide support."
After saying that, the middle-aged man picked up the bronze wine bottle and drank it in one gulp.
He let out a sigh of relief and then asked Chen Xuling, who was deep in thought:
"My grandson, what choice should you make?"
"I'm waiting for the eldest son to return to Qinghe and take refuge."
"It's better to go to Lingxiang Pass as soon as possible to take refuge."
"Or do you want to show your opposition to it in order to gain additional support?"
After being silent for more than a quarter of an hour, Chen Xuling's face straightened and he saluted the middle-aged and elderly man.
"Thank you, great-grandfather, for your advice. Being reduced to the margins is not what Sun wants, but being a pawn is also not what Sun wants."
"Sun immediately packed up his things and then set off for Lingxiang Pass."
"good……"
…
Emperor Yi, five thousand eight hundred and thirty-seven years.
May 30th, Mao hour.
In Qinghe Dayi, in the tall and majestic National Service Hall, a court meeting was held every five days.
Chen Weiyao, a scholar-bureaucrat in Qinghe, sat in the position of the Lord.
The chief of the six officials of heaven and earth, spring, summer, autumn and winter, together with the great witch guard, the historian and the right historian, eight people were seated, and dozens of officials and ministers stood around the eight people.
The entire tall and majestic Bangfu Hall was silent during this court meeting.
After being silent for a while, Da Sikong Ren Choucheng took the lead and spoke out.
"Your Majesty, I have something to report."
The originally expressionless Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat Chen Weiyao looked at Ren Choucheng who stood up to speak. He paused for a breath and heard a voice without sadness or joy.
"Da Sikong, what do you want to report?"
"Your Majesty, fifteen days ago, the eldest son Chen Qingxiang defeated the Long-Armed Stranger at Lingxiang Pass, destroying countless enemies. The Long-Armed Stranger's energy was severely injured, and he will not be able to invade again within a hundred years."
"For such great achievements, I hope that your Majesty will reward your eldest son Chen Qingxiang according to the etiquette!"
"I second the proposal!"
"I second the proposal!"
…
Looking at the performance of the ministers and officials, even though he had been mentally prepared, Chen Weiyao, the Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat, was still so angry that his heart dropped.
Although I know that there are many people among them, it may be that some forces are tacitly promoting the situation and jointly promote the killing of the eldest son Chen Qingxiang in order to make themselves malicious towards him and make the two tigers fight.
But in the face of such a small plot, Chen Weiyao found that even though he had seen through it, he was still uncontrollable in his heart, and inevitably felt great fear and malice towards his eldest son Chen Qingxiang.
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