When Lin Pojun said these words, he felt angry again. If it weren't for Lin Che's complaint, would he have to be so embarrassed?
Cheng Qiuci was somewhat dissatisfied and said, "So what if it's Mingjingsi's investigation? Can't I just earn the money myself? Although my Taoist school pursues transcendence, it also has its own foundation."
"Dad, Mom—something's wrong."
At this moment, Lin Su rushed in quickly from outside with a panic look on his face.
"What's the matter? Are you in such a panic? In this regard, you really need to learn a lesson from your elder brother."
Lin Pojun still loves this handsome little son very much.
If other children did this, they would definitely be punished according to the family rules, but for Lin Su, he was just scolded and the matter was settled.
"Dad, my eldest brother has already rushed out. I just heard a piece of news. That Lin Che actually donated one million taels of silver. His Majesty personally met with him."
"What?"
Lin Pojun stood up suddenly, his face full of shock.
One million taels?
How is this possible?
"Where did you hear that? Didn't I tell you to concentrate on your training? Why are you running around again?"
"Dad, there's no need to run around. The news has spread throughout the mansion. Especially among the students outside, they're talking about it with all the truth. Lin Che earned a million silver coins with just three poems. His Majesty was so pleased that he even allowed him to join the ancestral worship tomorrow..."
Although Lin Su was only fourteen or fifteen years old, he was very intelligent and told everything he heard.
It also includes those three poems.
After hearing this, Lin Pojun was speechless for a long time. No one knew what he was thinking.
Cheng Qiuci suddenly thought of something and said, "If Che'er really donates one million silver coins, he will definitely be ranked first. If, if he donates in the name of our Zhenguo Mansion, then our Zhenguo Mansion will be number one..."
"Don't even think about it. This rebellious son dared to file a complaint with the emperor in the Golden Palace, completely breaking off relations with him. Do you think he will still make donations in the name of Zhenguo Mansion?" Lin Pojun said impatiently.
Cheng Qiuci said with a hint of blame, "This is all your fault. If your relationship with him hadn't been so strained, wouldn't he have handed over the million silver he earned to his parents? Yaoguang's cultivation wouldn't have been delayed."
"You usually claim to look down on poetry. But this poem: [Throughout the centuries, heroes are nowhere to be found, even in Jiang Wen's wake. ... Thinking back to those days, with their swords and spears, their fierceness was as fierce as a tiger swallowing thousands of miles...] Did you know that poetry like this could live on through the ages?"
"You can tell from this poem. He must have written it when he was a hostage, thinking of you. It's a pity that he ended up writing about General Wen Hong."
"Our son has always been timid and fearful. I never knew before that he has such talent."
Lin Pojun's expression became even uglier. He could naturally tell that such words were heroic enough and had the air of a war poem.
But so what?
He is just a person who is good at writing.
"Hmph. What's there to say about this rebellious son? He scammed a few taels of money and started flaunting it like that. Afraid others wouldn't know about his donation, huh?"
"He's so ambitious, seeking fame and reputation, and trying to attract attention. He's so hypocritical!"
"Tomorrow, when Your Majesty pays homage to the ancestors, I will definitely teach him a lesson! Let him remember this lesson!"
Cheng Qiuci sighed and said, "You should change your temper. He is still the Earl of Jing'an after all. Do you still want to scold him in public?"
"Humph. I'm going to scold him in public and knock down all his self-esteem. I'm doing this for his own good. If I don't teach him now, he'll cause even greater disaster in the future, bringing disaster upon the entire Zhenguo Mansion."
Lin Pojun looked righteous and awe-inspiring, taking it for granted:
"Besides, as a father, who would dare to say anything if I scolded my own child? Even if I did teach him a lesson, no one else would be able to say a word. Humph!"
…
At night.
Jing'an Prefecture.
Lin Che bowed to Sheng Huainan and said, "Thank you so much, Brother Nan. You even lent me a few experts to keep me safe. I'm deeply grateful."
Sheng Huainan laughed heartily and said, "There's no need to say thank you. Although we haven't known each other for long, we're friends. These people are all third-rank masters, and the leader, Chen Ben, is a fourth-rank master of the Object Control Realm. They've all been with me for many years and are absolutely trustworthy. If you're still worried, just continue to stay at my Zuiyue Tower."
"Forget it, forget it. I'll stay at your Zuiyue Tower for the first three days. I have to come back to live in Jing'an Mansion eventually."
"Then I won't disturb Brother Lin's rest. If you have anything, just come to me."
Sheng Huainan did this, on the one hand, to make friends with Lin Che.
After all, Lin Che is a man of great talent, and he is highly appreciated by His Majesty, so he must make friends with him.
On the other hand, Lin Che had just earned some money from his Drunken Moon Tower. Although he had donated one million, he still had quite a bit of money on him. If Lin Che was really robbed tonight, he would be in big trouble.
After some polite exchanges, Lin Che escorted Sheng Huainan out the door.
Sheng Huainan looked back every few steps and glanced at Xiaoqing with a resentful look, as if saying: Alas, I am still the man you can't get, forget me.
"Master, what's wrong with this young master's eyes? They seem weird."
"Don't pay any attention to him. He's very ill."
Lin Che gave the order that everyone on guard today must be alert.
Xiaoqing handed the chain mail to Lin Che and asked:
"Master, haven't we hired several experts to guard the mansion these past two days? You're using poison powder, venom, setting traps in the mansion, and even buying hidden arrows. Now you're asking the young master of Zuiyue Tower to borrow so many warriors. Are we really that dangerous?"
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