The current Crown Prince of Qi, Jiang Wuhua, was actually the second son of the Emperor of Qi and lived in Changle Palace.
And above him, there was an older brother, the eldest son of the Emperor, named Jiang Wuliang.
Xu Fang had of course offended the Crown Prince, but he had not offended Jiang Wuhua, but the deposed Crown Prince, Jiang Wuliang.
Back then, he had cursed and scolded not only the Jubao Merchants, but also the Crown Prince of that time.
Xu Fang did not need to ask Jiang Wuliang how to confess. He had plenty of names to confess to.
But he still lowered his eyelids and asked, "Which crime do I confess to?"
Jiang Wang replied, "Confess to whatever crime you scolded the most."
"… Got it!" Xu Fang said.
Jiang Wang looked at him and said, "After you leave, this inn will be closed. Other than Chung Geng Sheng and I, no one else has seen you. "
Xu Fang naturally understood what he meant.
It had been 18 years, from self-loathing and self-abandonment, to despair, to a glimmer of hope, and then to annihilation. Over and over again, living a life worse than death … What was he waiting for? Sometimes, he even forgot.
He knew very well that he could not take revenge on his own. But even as a weapon, even as a tool to be reused, who could use him well?
After hearing about the Qingshi Palace, he actually saw the light of day!
It was as if in the endless darkness, a hand had suddenly reached out and slapped down the curtain of night.
But …
Xu Fang said in a hoarse voice, "Back then, when I scolded the Jubao Merchants, although I was led by Old Man Qing Xi, I did it out of the public interest …"
He did not look up, as if he did not dare to look at others.
"Do you think …" he asked, "they still blame me?"
Qing Xi was the leader of the Four Seas Business Alliance.
As a latecomer, the Jubao Merchants did not chase after the Four Seas Business Alliance openly. Of course, it was not to say that they were very dignified now, but they had done well on the surface.
The reason why Xu Fang scolded the Jubao Merchants back then was because he knew some dirty things.
Qing Xi had intentionally or unintentionally revealed these things to him, and it was the truth.
The reason why Xu Fang was so resentful when he talked about Qing Xi was because he had scolded the Jubao Merchants back then. Although it was for the public good, he was also a pawn of the Four Seas Trade Alliance and had helped them.
However, after the Jubao Merchants took revenge on Xu Fang, the Four Seas Business Alliance remained silent. This was not something that could be justified.
As for Xu Fang's question, "Are they still blaming me?" That "them".
Of course, he was referring to his family members who had been implicated by him and were killed by the Jubao Merchants.
He had no one else to ask. He could only ask the young man in front of him, even if he was a stranger.
But Jiang Wang couldn't answer this question.
He had no right to ask Xu Fang to forgive anyone, nor did he have the right to represent anyone in forgiving Xu Fang.
In the end, he only said, "You did it for the public good. I know about this, and so does Chung Geng Sheng. But perhaps, only we will know. "
"I see." Xu Fang nodded and didn't show any other expression.
"Thank you," he said.
Thank you for what? Thank you for not lying to you? Thank you for taking revenge on the Jubao Merchants and also for helping you take revenge on them?
Jiang Wang thought about many things.
But in the end, he only gave Xu Fang a deep look before turning to leave.
…
Marquis Bowang's residence.
Jung Genzun didn't take anything with him. He put on a robe and went to Jixia Academy in a carefree manner. It was as if he didn't care about what happened in his family.
But once Jung Genzun left, Chung Geng Sheng moved in and pestered the old master for an entire day.
He was the rightful heir, so no one in Marquis Bowang's residence dared to treat him badly.
Old Marquis Zhong Xuan Yunbo's children were all living outside.
Among the grandchildren, only Jung Genzun and Chung Geng Sheng had the right to live here.
Jung Genzun left, and Chung Geng Sheng became the young master of this place.
On the second day of mid-autumn, people came to greet the old master in the morning.
During the New Year's Festival, those uncles and cousins would always come to the Manor. Most of them would put down their gifts, say a few words, and leave.
In Chung Geng Sheng's father's generation, there were four biological brothers. His father, Chongxuan Futu, was the second. Jung Genzun's father, Chongxuan Mingguang, was the eldest. His third brother had passed away long ago, and his fourth brother was working in another city, not in Linzi.
Chongxuan Chu Liang, Chongxuan Mingguang, Chongxuan Futu, and the others were cousins.
After lunch, the family sat together and drank tea.
Chung Geng Sheng laughed and invited the old master to his Sunset Mountain residence to take a look at the beautiful scenery of the sunset.
The old master only smiled and allowed Chung Geng Sheng to prattle on, not agreeing or disagreeing.
"It's not that I want to criticize you, Little Sheng. You've gone too far this time. " A voice suddenly said, "The old master dotes on your brother the most. How could you bear to send him to Jixia Academy for an entire year?"
At this time, the only person who could criticize Chung Geng Sheng in such a tone was naturally Jung Genzun's father, Chongxuan Mingguang.
This person's name was impressive, and he also had good looks. Otherwise, he would not have been able to give birth to a son as handsome as Jung Genzun.
He was already in his sixties, but his complexion was still rosy, as if he were in his forties. He looked much younger than his cousin, Chongxuan Chu Liang, who was in his fifties. Of course, in terms of strength, he was far inferior.
Zhong Xuan Sheng only laughed when he heard this, "Uncle, your words are not funny. I gave such a good opportunity to Brother Zun to sacrifice for the future of our Junggenjia. As an elder, it's fine if you don't pay for it, but how can you say that I've gone too far? "
He turned to look at Chongxuan Mingguang. "If you think this is called suffering a loss. Think of a way to send me to Jixia Academy, okay? Ask me to stay for two years! "
Chongxuan Mingguang was stunned. How could he have such ability?
As the eldest son of the marquis's main branch, if he was useful, the marquis's position would not have been fought over by Jung Genzun and Chung Geng Sheng.
Chung Geng Sheng was not one to let people off easily. He turned to the old master and said, "Grandfather, please be the judge."
Chongxuan Yunbo was 105 years old this year. His hair and beard were all white, but his spirit was still good.
He only glanced at Chongxuan Mingguang. "If you don't know how to speak, then shut up."
Chongxuan Mingguang was resentful and did not say anything.
This was also the reason why he did not want to live in the marquis's estate. No matter what, he was still a master outside and was a guest of honor wherever he went. However, in the marquis's estate, he was in his sixties and was often scolded like a grandson.
Since the old master had spoken, Chung Geng Sheng did not continue to pursue the matter. He only repeated the previous topic. "The red clouds are not late, and the clouds and sky are one color. Such a beautiful scenery is rare and only comes once a year. Grandfather, are you really not going to take a look? "
The old master raised his hand. "This old man has been on the battlefield all my life. Now that I'm old, I've never seen blood."
This was a clear rejection.
Chung Geng Sheng sighed pretentiously. "Grandson has also invited many good friends. They all admire your reputation and want to hear your impressive stories!"
The old master just smiled.
On the other hand, Chongxuan Mingguang made a comeback. He snorted coldly. "Little Sheng, don't pull the banner of the marquis's estate. I heard that the day before yesterday, you held a banquet in the name of the marquis's estate at the House of Red Sleeves. What is this? The old master is old and can't afford to be tossed around. "
Chongxuan Yunbo's white eyebrows twitched at that time.
Look at this level of speech!
Chung Geng Sheng loved this uncle so much.
Of course, he looked angry. "I invited a few friends to enjoy the scenery. How is that pulling the banner of the marquis's estate? If uncle has any objections, why don't you help host it? Let's see if I look decent! "
These were very angry words.
Chongxuan Mingguang thought about it. Now that Jung Genzun was not here, Chung Geng Sheng was the only one who could represent the marquis's estate among the younger generation. He really should help his son keep an eye on Chung Geng Sheng, so that this little fat boy would not take the opportunity to develop and threaten his son's position as the heir.
Thinking of this, he deliberately put on a very awkward expression and went with the flow. "I don't have any objections to you. It's just that you are still too young. There are some people outside … Sigh, let's not talk about it. How about this, I will take some time out and go to your Mount Xia Villa for a while to check for you! "
"Cough." The old master coughed. "What are you going to do with the gathering of the younger generation?"
Chung Geng Sheng looked at Chongxuan Mingguang with a sneaky look, as if he was watching a good show.
Chongxuan Mingguang was a man in his sixties. Even if it was his own father, he would feel embarrassed if he scolded him so often.
Therefore, he straightened his neck and said, "I understand the situation. What the young people are doing now are all leftovers from my years. How can I host it? "
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