Chapter 130: Your Son Isn't a God of Literature
Madam Chen left the old lady's courtyard with a belly full of grievances, and then went to Chen Changshun's courtyard.
As soon as she entered the room, she saw Yingying and Yanyan huddled in the corner.
Each one of them was more alluring than the last, seductive and bewitching; just looking at them gave her a headache.
The old lady even said that Changshun had worked hard studying, so it was only right that he had a few concubines by his side.
Chen Changshun, who was being raised, would occasionally bring a few beautiful concubines into the courtyard.
Mrs. Chen rubbed her throbbing temples and pushed open the door to go inside.
She looked at her son lying on the bed, his face pale, and rubbed her temples.
This is flesh and blood that fell from her body, how could she not feel heartache?
Mrs. Chen sat on the edge of the bed, touched her son's face, and sighed.
Later that night, she returned to her room and wrote a letter to her family, asking them to send someone to keep an eye out for people whose birthdays were close to Changshun's. If Shao Chengrui's side failed, there would be other people to help.
Thinking this through, Madam Chen returned to her room and immediately mailed the letter.
After receiving the reply, her family promised to keep an eye on things for her.
Two or three days later, Chen Changshun's condition worsened, and he remained unconscious all day, even the imperial physicians invited from the palace could not help him.
Mrs. Chen grew increasingly anxious, especially after learning that Shao Chengrui hadn't left the house in the past few days.
She couldn't sit still as she watched her son grow thin and bony.
Just then, news came from her family that they had found someone whose birthday was the same as her son's.
Madam Chen was overjoyed and immediately had her family send the person over.
Without informing the old lady, she led her people directly to the dense forest behind the artificial hill to find the master.
"Master, I've brought the person here. Please, help me change my son's fate."
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man dressed in a blue Taoist robe appeared in the dense forest.
He smiled slightly, but his tone was deliberately aloof: "Okay."
"Thank you very much, Master." Madam Chen asked impatiently, "When can the life-changing procedure begin?"
The man turned around, looked at the people he had brought, narrowed his eyes, and sensed that something was wrong.
"Isn't this the person I was talking about?"
"Yes, but he shares the same birth date as my son. Didn't you say that as long as the birth dates are the same, we can exchange lives?"
The man opened his mouth, but then hesitated and stopped himself from speaking.
A moment later, a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes.
If it weren't for that person, he wouldn't have wasted his cultivation to save that idiot.
But right now, he couldn't afford to break ties with the Chen family, so he had to swallow his disgust.
The man took a deep breath, casually came up with a reason, and said, "This person has extremely poor talent. If we were to switch places with your young master, your son's destiny as a literary star would be transferred to this person. Would you be willing, madam?"
Upon hearing this, Madam Chen's lips curled up slightly, but she quickly suppressed the smile.
And this is a good thing too. If her son didn't have the destiny of the Wenqu Star, the old lady and her husband wouldn't spoil him like this, and she would be able to teach him back to the right path.
Even if I lost this destiny, so what? Now that I have it, I've become a scoundrel anyway.
Without hesitation, Madam Chen nodded and said, "It doesn't matter, as long as his life can be saved."
"no!"
An aged and dignified voice came in, and the old lady, leaning on her cane, quickly walked up to her and slapped her across the face.
"You vicious woman! I knew you were biased, but I never imagined you were this biased!" The old lady pointed her cane at her face and cursed, "You changed his fate! What if Changshun doesn't pass the imperial examination in the future? You favor your eldest son and don't want Changshun to surpass him in the future, so don't do such disgusting things. Changshun is also your own flesh and blood!"
"Mother! If we don't change his fate, Changshun will die!" Madam Chen grabbed her cane and threw it aside, shouting at the top of her lungs, "He's my son, how can I not love him? Look at how you've spoiled him! He's been through so many lives, and you still spoil him! The most important thing right now isn't changing his fate, it's saving his life!"
She wiped away the tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, and the veins on her forehead bulged.
“Mother, if you want him dead, then continue to stop me.”
Old Madam Chen was a little taken aback by his rebuke.
After a long pause, she finally spoke, "You stupid, stupid woman! When my son comes back, I'll make him divorce you!"
Madam Chen felt a little flustered, but she quickly calmed down.
She realized that the general couldn't divorce her, and the only option for them was a peaceful divorce.
Even if it means divorce, she will save her son's life.
"Master, please change my fate."
The man watched the spectacle for a moment, then froze upon hearing these words.
"But……"
"No buts, I'll make the decision! I'll change his fate! As long as it saves Changshun's life!"
"He can't save your son's life." Jing Wu had somehow crossed the barrier and appeared in this dense forest, tilting his head and smiling at the man.
When Old Madam Chen and Madam Chen saw the person appear out of nowhere, they were stunned for a while. After they came to their senses, their expressions changed drastically.
"You insolent brat! Who gave you the audacity to trespass on the owner's property?"
By this time, it had already gotten dark. Old Madam Chen could not see the person in front of her clearly. Seeing that she was dressed plainly, she assumed that she was a maid in the house and scolded her angrily.
Jingwu raised an eyebrow: "Madam, please don't get agitated. You're so angry you're losing your temper."
Madam Chen seized on the key point in her words and immediately asked, "Miss, what do you mean by that? What do you mean by 'can't save my son'?"
Jingwu turned around, looked at the person in front of him, and laughed: "Your son has committed many sins. Even if his fate is changed, he will still suffer divine retribution. Besides, do you think you can just find anyone to help you change your fate? He wants the real Wenqu Star!"
"What do you mean?" Madam Chen frowned and asked.
"What I mean is that your son is not the reincarnation of the God of Literature at all. He just happens to share the same birth date as the reincarnation of the God of Literature."
"Impossible! How could this be?!" Old Madam Chen was the first to be unable to accept this and immediately shouted, "Several masters have said that our Changshun is the reincarnation of the God of Literature! How could he not be the God of Literature? You must be talking nonsense. I'll tear your mouth apart!"
As she spoke, she was about to beckon her maid to tear her mouth open, but when she turned around, she saw that there was no one behind her and realized that she had not brought anyone with her when she entered the dense forest.
The next second, Madam Chen took action herself, but before she could take two steps closer, she was blocked by a barrier.
"You old lady, you're really hot-tempered. You should just stay where you are."
Jingwu spoke with a smile, his gaze falling on the man in the blue Taoist robe.
"Who are you, young lady? Interfering in other people's affairs will incur divine retribution."
The man stared at her with hostility, wondering how to resolve the situation.
"Yeah?"
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