"Plop!"
Ling Hao knelt down in front of Ling Zhen again and begged. "Father! I don't want to die, please show me the way! "
This time, Ling Zhen ignored him. He stared at Ling Hao with a mournful look on his face, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.
In Ling Zhen's eyes, his eldest son had become a sacrificial pawn.
He had to sacrifice the rook to save the king.
If the fact that Ling Hao had sent someone to assassinate Ling Yun was exposed, not just Ling Yun, but even Ling Lie and the Ling Family would not let Ling Hao off!
Ling Zhen would not be able to protect Ling Hao no matter how powerful he was!
"Get up first. You are a man of the Ling Family. Why are you kneeling on the ground?!"
Ling Zhen was extremely annoyed and scolded Ling Hao to stand up.
Ling Hao had no choice but to stand up obediently.
"As a big family, it's normal for brothers to fight for power. It's also a way for a big family to maintain its prosperity.
"For example, in the ancient royal family, which prince didn't climb to the throne by stepping on the bones of his brothers?
"Your grandfather wouldn't have failed to understand this."
"You were the first to find clues about Ling Yun, but you didn't report it. Instead, you sent someone to assassinate him. Your methods are indeed a bit ruthless, but because Ling Yun is too strong, you are not even on the same level as him, so you lost.
"As a man, you have to take responsibility for what you did. You have to admit defeat when you lost! You have to admit your mistakes! "
After lecturing Ling Hao, Ling Zhen suddenly changed the topic.
"Ling Hao, do you know what day it is the day after tomorrow?"
Ling Hao was in a state of shock. When he heard Ling Zhen's question out of the blue, he racked his brain for a long time but could not remember the important day the day after tomorrow.
He could only answer honestly, "I forgot."
"The day after tomorrow is the 20th of August, which is the 15th of the seventh month of the lunar calendar. The Ling Family will be paying respects to our ancestors."
The 15th of the seventh month of the lunar calendar was the Hungry Ghost Festival. According to tradition, every family had to pay respects to their ancestors. Big families like the Ling Family did this every year.
"If I'm not wrong, Ling Yun will definitely be there on the day of the ancestral worship. In other words, the fact that Ling Yun is a descendant of the Ling Family will be made public the day after tomorrow at the latest! "
Everyone in the Ling Family had to be present during the Ling Family's ancestral worship. At the very least, all the males had to attend. Therefore, Ling Hao couldn't hide even if he wanted to.
Ling Hao swallowed hard at the thought of meeting Ling Yun. "Father, then I …" he asked Ling Zhen.
It would be a lie to say that he wasn't afraid. Ling Hao couldn't act like a hero in front of his father. He just wanted to stay alive.
Ling Zhen sighed, gently raised his hand, and stretched out three fingers.
"Three paths."
"First, no matter what evidence Ling Yun found or what he got from Chen Sen, you can deny it even if you die."
"After all, you've never dealt with him personally, and you've also erased some traces."
"Right now, the Chen Family and the Ling Family have an irreconcilable grudge. If the Chen Family wants to deal with us, they will naturally do anything. You can say that Chen Sen was ordered by the Chen Family to frame you."
After saying the first path, Ling Zhen immediately said the second.
"Second, from now on, you can see your grandfather at any time and tell him everything that happened between you and Ling Yun. Admit your mistakes to him and ask for his forgiveness."
"By doing this, you can be considered to be repentant and dare to take responsibility for what you did."
"You are the eldest grandson of the Ling Family. Your grandfather has doted on you since you were a child and has been doing his best to cultivate you. As the saying goes, even a vicious tiger doesn't eat its cubs. You are his grandson. If he sees you admit your mistakes, he might spare your life."
"Oh, by the way, haven't you been currying favor with your third uncle all these years? If Ling Yun can save him, it'll be even better. Your third uncle is a gentleman, hard on the outside but soft on the inside. He will definitely not stand by and watch Ling Yun kill you. "
"As for me, don't even think about it. With Ling Yun around, if I protect you, you will only die faster. But if your grandfather and third uncle protect you, you might be able to live."
"After all, it's true that you want to kill Ling Yun, but he is still alive, right?"
Ling Zhen was not the head of the family for nothing. He had a glib tongue and analyzed everything for Ling Hao.
Ling Hao asked hesitantly, "Then, what's the third path?"
"The third path is very simple. Just one word, run!"
"If you run now, I won't stop you. Run as far as you can! But if Ling Yun wants to overturn the verdict, I, as the nominal head of the Ling Family, will be the first to declare my intention to capture you! Moreover, no one in the Ling Family will let you go. From now on, you can only run for your life. What happens in the future depends on your fate. "
"If you think you can escape from Ling Yun's hands, then run away now."
After Ling Zhen finished speaking, he did not say another word. He looked at his son indifferently, giving Ling Hao enough time to think.
Even a vicious tiger would not eat its cubs. Even though Ling Hao had already been abandoned, Ling Zhen had clearly analyzed the three paths for him, without hiding anything.
When it came to his life, Ling Hao's eyes flashed and he repeatedly calculated in his mind.
Don't even think about the third path. Run? Ling Zhen had already told him that the Ling Family was about to rise. If the Ling Family issued a kill order for him, where could he run to?
Moreover, he had to flee to the ends of the world and live in constant danger every day. He could not endure that kind of suffering, let alone live a day like that.
Ling Hao could not run. If he did, it would be equivalent to confessing to the crime. Moreover, he would be fleeing for his life.
So, was he going to deny it, or was he going to beg for forgiveness?
These were obviously two diametrically opposed paths. Refusing to admit his wrongdoings meant that he would stubbornly resist to the end. Carrying a thorn and asking for forgiveness meant that he would confess all his sins. Moreover, he had to confess in advance. The later, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.
However, if he really begged for forgiveness, even if Ling Hao survived, he would be finished in the Ling Family. Ling Yun had the final say in the Ling Family. He had tried to kill Ling Yun over and over again. How was he going to live in the Ling Family?
Ling Hao shuddered at the thought of the whole Ling Family hating him and looking down on him after he confessed. He would be despised and despised. He would not have any status in the Ling Family.
In Ling Hao's mind, there was not much difference between fleeing and begging for forgiveness.
This was measuring others by oneself. Ling Hao was such a person. That was why he thought that way.
That was why he had forgotten that the Ling Family were all hot-blooded men. As the saying goes, brothers will never leave each other. What else could the Ling Family do to him if he admitted his mistake?
At most, he would be expelled from the Ling Family.
So Ling Hao gritted his teeth and made up his mind to choose the first path.
"Father, I've made up my mind. I won't admit it!
Words are no proof. I don't believe Ling Yun can do anything to me! "
Ling Zhen's body froze and he sighed deeply in his heart.
"Since you want to decide your own fate, I won't say anything else.
"However, you have to think carefully. If you choose this path, it means that you're completely standing against Ling Yun. If you can't beat him, you know what's waiting for you!"
"When the day comes when the truth is revealed, Father will definitely plead for leniency for you, but it will be of no use."
This time, Ling Hao knelt on the ground respectfully and kowtowed three times.
"Father, I'm sorry to have made you worry! However, I have to bear the consequences of my own actions. If I really can't beat Lingyun this time and I lose again, please don't plead for mercy on my behalf. I'm willing to be punished according to the family rules. I won't implicate you. "
It seemed that Chen Jingtian was right. The filial piety gene of the Ling family was engraved in their bones and flowed in their blood. He had seen this point clearly.
Ling Zhen finally got up and pulled Ling Hao up from the ground. "Get up. Prepare yourself for the next two days. Let's see what Ling Yun wants on the day of the ancestral worship."
"Father's position in the Ling Family is in jeopardy now. This is all I can do to help you."
Pulling Ling Hao up, Ling Zhen's expression was sinister, and his eyes flickered. No one knew what he was thinking.
…
At the same time, in the dense forest of the mountains in the eastern suburbs of Beijing.
A beautiful black figure was traversing through the night. Her bare feet tapped lightly on the treetops and she was a hundred meters away. Her movement technique was so fast that she looked like a wisp of smoke.
The black figure rushed out a few thousand meters in an instant and finally stopped.
She stood barefoot on the treetop, her black dress fluttering in the mountain wind as the branches rose and fell. She looked around.
"Sigh, I actually lost him again …"
This woman was the Holy Virgin of the Devil Sect, Ye Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen frowned and murmured to herself, "Judging from his Qinggong, it must be Aunt Qingniao. But why does she always refuse to see me?"
After a short pause, Ye Xingchen's figure flashed again, and he went to another place.
Three minutes later, she appeared in front of an ordinary house. She looked around and floated into the courtyard.
"Servant Xiao Mei greets the Young Master."
There was also a beautiful woman in a black dress in this house. Unlike Ye Xingchen, she wasn't wearing a mask. It was Xiao Meimei.
"Get up."
Ye Xingchen looked at Xiao Meimei, her beautiful eyes blinking. "Did Ling Yun touch you?"
Xiao Meimei's body trembled. "No, Young Master."
Ye Xingchen was puzzled. "That shouldn't be. Ling Yun asks about you every time he sees me. You've been with him for ten days and he can't resist touching you? Why? "
Xiao Meimei lowered her head. "I don't know either. But … he's very busy now. He probably doesn't have the mood to …"
Ye Xingchen shook her head. "Forget it. Let's not talk about this for now."
"Xiao Mei, are you sure now that Ling Yun is a descendant of the Ling Family?"
Xiao Meimei replied, "Replying to Young Master, this servant still cannot confirm this matter."
Ye Xingchen frowned. "He flew back with Ling Xiu of the Ling Family and Cui Zhongwu. Did he not tell you anything?"
Xiao Meimei's body trembled again as she shook her head.
Ye Xingchen giggled. "I understand. Ling Yun doesn't believe you now."
Xiao Meimei's heart skipped a beat as she replied with difficulty, "Yes."
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