Chapter 22 Words are not shocking, and death is endless
Feng Bao's face changed instantly, his cold eyes stared at Chen Mo for a long time, and he suddenly smiled: "Okay, let's listen to what you say, come in!" β
Chen Mo was overjoyed, and quickly stepped forward to pick up Feng Bao, but was thrown aside by Feng Bao: "Our family is not old yet!" Chen Mo smiled and didn't dare to insist any longer.
Feng Mansion and Gao Mansion have similar regulations, they are both three courtyards with a garden after the pattern, Feng Bao usually receives guests in the front hall, but this time he directly took Chen Mo to his study in the corner of the garden. This is the forbidden place of Feng Mansion, and on weekdays, except for Xu Jue, Zhang Dashou, Qiu Deyong, and a few other people who can come in, Chen Mo is the first one.
The fans stopped outside the garden weeping flower gate and whispered, Chen Mo didn't know, unconsciously, his status had been raised by them to the point where he needed special attention, which was another gain for him.
Feng Bao's study is different from Chen Ju and Gao Zhong's, except for the many books that I don't know if they exist to decorate the faΓ§ade, there are still many things that Chen Mo has never seen: antique landscapes, flowers and birds, richly decorated swords, ceramic vases moistened like baby skin, fine inkstones, and simple and heavy bronze paperweights...... Next to the rosewood pen holder, there is even a handful of finely carved ivory handcuffs.
Every thing here is taken out and sold, it is enough for ordinary people to live a life without food and clothing, right?
Chen Mo was dizzying, Feng Bao leaned on the high-backed Jin Sinan chair, looked at him silently, and did not say anything to remind.
The sound of opening the door woke Chen Mo up, and when he looked back, he saw a little eunuch coming in with a tray holding a steaming teapot, which was fragrant, and then he woke up and fell to his knees in a hurry, waiting for Feng Bao to speak.
Feng Bao took the teacup from the little eunuch's hand and took a sip, motioned for the little eunuch to step back, and slowly spoke: "Now there is no one, you can say it." β
"The villain heard that the bracelet of the Long Live Lord was lost, and he was angry at the ancestor for the first time......"
"It does." Feng Bao did not deny it.
"The old ancestor is in danger......"
"Nonsense!" Before Chen Mo could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Feng Bao: "Our family is a master of ceremonies, a master of the East Factory, a veteran of the three dynasties, and a letter from the two palaces, long live but an accidental attack, you dare to be so alarmist?" Well? β
Feng Bao's words were fast and urgent, his voice was sharp, and the last hum moved him even more angrily, cold and cold, as if he came from the netherworld.
Chen Mo knew that he had said Feng Bao's sore spot, he was not surprised or rejoiced, and he was not afraid: "Ancestor Hugh wants to deceive yourself, you are a person who has served several emperors, and naturally understands that the weight of monarchy is beyond any feelings in the world." Long live the Lord Although he is young, he is heroic, young and old, let me ask, how many monarchs in ancient and modern times are willing to fall into power? On the contrary, in the past ten years, the court has been in a peaceful atmosphere, and the power is in place, I'm afraid it's not Long Live Lord, right? The villain is ignorant, and he asks the ancestors for advice! β
He was ambitious and tried to gain Feng Bao's trust as soon as possible, and these words were unceremonious. But after finishing speaking, Rao was mentally prepared, still his heart was beating like a drum, and his palms were full of sweat.
"Bold!" Feng Bao was annoyed and ashamed, pushed the teapot to the ground, smashed it with a snap, hot water splashed everywhere, and fell on Chen Mo's body, he grinned hotly, but he didn't dare to exhale pain, touched the ground with his head, and his body trembled subconsciously.
This is by no means that Chen Mo is timid, in fact, if he is really timid, he will not dare to say these words tonight. It's really too powerful for Feng Baoji, it's easier to kill him than to crush an ant to death, and in anger, it's not uncommon for someone else to be paralyzed.
"Who taught you these words? What is the purpose of telling you to tell us this? After all, Feng Bao had been in the court for decades, and his anger was only for a moment, so he quickly calmed down, got up and slowly walked in front of Chen Mo, and asked condescendingly.
Chen Mo was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he didn't believe that Chen Mo could say such insightful words. After tasting it carefully, there was really some truth, but he had never thought about it deeply.
"No one teaches the villain, if the ancestors don't believe it, you can think about what happened today. Long live the things that the Lord dares to steal, who lent them the guts? If there is no one to instruct them, who would dare to risk killing their heads to do such a thing that will surely be found out? Back a year, at that time, the ancestors had the support of two palaces inside, and the Taishi outside, they dared to do this kind of thing? β
Feng Bao didn't speak, frowned and pondered, and found that what Chen Mo said was reasonable, since Zhang Juzheng's death, some subtle changes have indeed taken place inside and outside the court. For example, Pan Sheng did not enter the cabinet as he wished, such as Wang Guoguang's resignation, such as Liang Menglong's ascendancy...... It suddenly occurred to him that in recent months, Wanli seemed to be more and more willing to wait by Zhang Whale's side. He understood that Zhang Whale was ambitious, but he used to think that it was Wanli who was sympathetic to him, but now that he thinks about it, it doesn't seem to be like that.
Could it be that this is indeed what the son said, Long live the Lord has a different heart for our family? Or maybe what did he find?
Feng Bao didn't dare to think deeply, hugged his shoulder, and suddenly felt a little cold.
"Recently, Gonggong Zhang and Gonggong Gao have been very close, and they have been going to Gao's Mansion for several nights to talk to Gonggong Gao about late night ......" Chen Mo said suddenly, and at the end of the point, he believed that Feng Bao understood the importance of this matter. Zhang Whale and Gao Zhong did get quite close, and Chen Mo did see it once, but it was only once. This is the art of lying, half-truths and half-truths, even if Feng Bao suspects it, it is not easy to verify.
"Why did you tell us this?" Feng Bao looked at Chen Mo intently.
The critical time has finally arrived. Chen Mo's heartbeat became faster and faster, but his face was silent, and he replied: "Without it, righteous indignation!" The old ancestor and the late Taishi have paid so much for our Daming, and now that the Taishi has passed away for less than a year, we can't bear to see the old ancestor being framed by those villains and ending up in disrepute. β
Feng Bao didn't believe Chen Mo's words at all, but he couldn't see the flaws in his expression, and was about to speak, but heard Chen Mo say again:
"Of course, I don't dare to hide my ancestors, villains also have selfish intentions, after all, no one wants to be a little fire for a lifetime."
Hearing this, Feng Bao nodded imperceptibly, but believed Chen Mo.
"When will Gao Zhong's seal be stolen?" He didn't know that Zhao Pengcheng had already told Chen Mo the secret, and he asked this sentence just to reveal his identity to Chen Mo.
Chen Mo's surprised expression was just right: "Ancestor, you...... Don't hide it from the old ancestor, the villain has been guessing the identity of the master all these years, and he has also suspected the old ancestor, but there is no evidence, and he has not dared to be sure, it turns out that it is really ......"
"You are very smart," Feng Bao interrupted Chen Mo and said, "It's rare to be so loyal, it's very good." Since you are motivated, our family will not be stingy. It's not too early, let's go back to Gaofu first, our family will consider your words. β
"Yes!" Chen Mo achieved his goal, kowtowed and retreated, and just walked to the door of the study, but when he heard Feng Bao's voice: "Slow", he couldn't help but be stunned and stopped.