Chapter Twenty-Three: Do You Want to Step on Two Boats?
"...... you come to our house tonight?"
Chen Mo thought something was wrong, and hurriedly replied: "Ancestor, rest assured, the villain came here today with the approval of his father-in-law, especially to thank the ancestor for his rescue......"
"Very good, go ahead!"
Feng Bao didn't say anything more, Chen Mo bowed deeply, and walked backwards out of Feng Bao's study, and when he walked to the Hanging Flower Gate, a fan stepped forward to lead the way, and walked straight out of the house.
When passing through the front hall, someone heard a voice, and Chen Mo asked casually: "The old ancestor is really an example for the people below, it's so late, and there are still people waiting to meet him." ”
Fanzi had a preconceived idea, and had already included Chen Mo as the object that needed to be stammered, and smiled when he heard this: "What the little brother said is that the person waiting in the hall is estimated to be Xu Ye, who has already made an appointment with the ancestor, the little brother has a big face, it is estimated that they have been impatient to wait for a long time, right?" ”
"Them?" Chen Mo asked casually, and said: "Yes, there is also the housekeeper of the former Great Sect Bopan's family, who only arrived in Beijing today, and I don't know what to do with the old ancestor." ”
Former Great Uncle?
When Chen Mo pondered, the two of them had already arrived at the gate of Feng's mansion, and the door was eagerly sent out. After saying goodbye to Menzi and the mouthy fanzi, after walking out of a section, he remembered Pan Sheng, a pair of evidence with the history he knew, and suddenly stopped: "Oops, shouldn't it be to impeach Zhang Siwei?" "I had the heart to turn around and warn Feng Bao, seeing that it was not too early, I was afraid that Chen Ju would be too careful, so I could only give up.
Go back and let Zhao Pengcheng contact him, today's goal has been achieved, don't fall too deep, in case something happens, there is room for maneuver - Chen Mo slowly returned to Gaofu with an abacus, but saw that the lights had been turned off in Chen Ju's house, but he didn't have to explain, and while he was relaxed, he suddenly remembered Shen Li's homework, and his heart suddenly became heavy.
After being busy for most of the night, he finally completed the homework assigned by Shen Li without discounting, Chen Mo blew the ink that had not dried, got up and stretched, and saw that Chen You was sleeping soundly, but he was not sleepy, and tiptoed out of the door.
As soon as the door opened, the cold wind suddenly hit his face, Chen Mo couldn't help but shiver, but his exhaustion seemed to go with the wind, and he became more and more energetic. Look up at the sky, but see the crescent moon hanging obliquely, the sky is high and the stars are scarce, it is a rare good weather since the beginning of winter. In such weather, since he crossed, the mood that had been suppressed has actually loosened a lot.
Inexplicably, for the first time, he was full of confidence in the future.
"Bang-Bang-Bang-"
The dull sound of bangzi sounded, Chen Mo could distinguish it slightly, knowing that it was already the end of the year, thinking that Zhao Pengcheng had already gotten up, so he walked to the kitchen, and saw the brilliant lights inside, the figures shuttling, and the sound of the kitchen knife chopping board was very busy.
When he got closer, there was a fragrance, Chen Mo shrugged his nose and recognized that it was meaty, his stomach gurgled, and he couldn't help but swallow and spit at the mouth.
The people in the kitchen were all Zhao Pengcheng's people, and when they saw Chen Mo, they greeted each other, calling the fifth uncle, calling the fifth master, and there was chaos, Chen Mo was in it, like the bright moon of the stars. If this situation is returned to before Zhao Haochen crosses, it is simply unimaginable.
However, after so many days, Chen Mo was used to this kind of stuttering, and there was no trace of fluttering, and asked a little eunuch with a long iron spoon in his hand: "What about the third master?" Got up? ”
"I slept back in the cage, and the fifth uncle had something to do with him...... You wait, we'll call him for you! ”
"Wait!" Chen Mo stopped the little eunuch: "Forget it, let's go by ourselves!" As he spoke, he separated everyone and walked inward, and saw the newly minced meat buns, white and noisy, and picked one up, grinning his teeth when he was hot.
The inside is a storage room, rice, noodles, bacon, cabbage, potatoes, don't look at everything, but it is very neatly placed. The place separated from the wall of the big stove outside was empty, the ground was covered with straw and linen sheets, Zhao Pengcheng had a bag of millet on his head, and the harazi flowed down the corners of his mouth, snoring and sleeping in the fragrance.
There was a small oil lamp lit in this room, and it was faintly lit like a firefly, and it looked very dark. Chen Mo sat down next to Zhao Pengcheng, leaned against the hot wall, solved the hot bun in his hand first, and figured out the wording, which woke up Zhao Pengcheng.
"Huh? Why are you here? Zhao Pengcheng was sleepy-eyed, yawned, and asked again: "What time is it, the father-in-law got up?" ”
"It's still early," Chen Mo shook his head, didn't have the heart to joke with him, and directly turned to the topic: "Let's find you something important to tell you, think of a way, secretly tell Gonggong Feng, let him stop recently, don't get involved in the affairs of the outer court." ”
"Why?" Zhao Pengcheng got up, listened to the outside, and asked softly in a tone similar to Chen Mo. Chen Mo didn't have much respect for Gonggong Feng between his words, but because he had already had a different mind, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it.
"Don't ask, listen to us."
"But, didn't you tell us some procrastination trick the other day? How can it be ...... in a blink of an eye" Zhao Pengcheng was puzzled, and couldn't guess what medicine was sold in Chen Mo's gourd. He had his own careful thoughts, and discussed with Chen Mo first, but he had no choice but to do it, but that didn't mean that he had to follow Chen Mo's lead.
Chen Mo noticed this from his eyes, and couldn't help but hesitate a little: Tell your thoughts and thoughts? Let's not say that the other party doesn't believe in his ability, even if he does, who dares to guarantee that he will definitely follow him on the risk?
It's not that Chen Mo doesn't have confidence in himself, in fact, he himself is not completely sure about what he is about to do. After all, the inertia of history is huge, and the fact of butterfly wings may exist, but in the face of the huge wheel of history, no one can say whether it will successfully change direction or be shattered. The reason why he chose this way, in addition to not liking his fate to be controlled by others, is mostly due to his adventurous nature.
For a faint hope, he can fight hard without hesitation, but he does not dare to guarantee that others can be like him.
But if he doesn't explain it clearly, he will inevitably not be able to gain Zhao Pengcheng's trust, which Chen Mo doesn't want to see. At the end of the day, his strength is too weak to be isolated. If you lose Zhao Pengcheng's help again, the ideas you thought about last night must be disrupted and restarted, and it will be difficult to find such a person again.
But how to explain it?
Chen was silent for a long time, and finally slowly spoke: "Third brother, there are some things that we can't explain to you too much now, but there is one thing we can tell you for sure, we are going to do a big thing, and it is done, we are going to be prosperous, and we will definitely not be scapegoats." Even if we can't make it, we can get out. If you believe us, you will listen to us, but if you don't believe it, we can't do anything. ”
"You want to step on two boats?" Zhao Pengcheng looked at Chen Mo in amazement, and suddenly broke his mind.