Chapter 295 Chen Jia

What on earth does this guy named Chen Jia want to do?

Song Mo first thought of his father Song Yichun.

Could it be a trap set by him to trick me into making a mistake?

But he quickly denied his guess.

The Duke of England was also responsible for provoking him to investigate his uncle. No matter how stupid he was, he would never do such a thing that would harm others and benefit himself.

Could it be the King of Liao?

Implying that this was the emperor's intention?

Thinking of this, Song Mo shook his head in his heart.

The Duke of Dingguo was eventually stripped of his title. Even if it was not the Emperor's will, it was the Emperor's consent. Even if he knew it was the Emperor's will, what could he do?

Song Mo suddenly had an idea.

Or maybe Prince Liao just wanted to tell him that as long as the emperor was on the throne, his uncle's grievances would never be redressed... No, no, no, that was impossible... Even if Prince Liao was ambitious, he couldn't easily go against the orthodoxy... But it was also possible that he couldn't wait any longer... But even if that was the case, apart from his status as the prince of the Duke of Ying, his positions as the commander of the Jinwu Guards and the fourth-rank assistant of the Hereditary Officials were not very valuable, so Prince Liao didn't need to spend so much time on him...

Who was the person who ordered Chen Jia?

What is the purpose?

Since being framed by his father, Song Mo found himself becoming very suspicious.

He saw Zhu Yicheng and others had surrounded him quietly, and he smiled and put his arm around Dou Zhao's shoulder, but suddenly he shouted at Zhu Yicheng and others, "Catch him for me!" His expression suddenly became as cold as ice, and he half-carried and half-dragged Dou Zhao back several steps.

Someone immediately stepped forward to block Song Mo and Dou Zhao, and echoed Zhu Yicheng and others, surrounding Chen Jia in the middle.

Chen Jia was very calm and composed, as if he had expected Song Mo's reaction. He drew out the soft sword from his waist with a "swish" and said, "My Lord, let me tell you the truth. If you hadn't caused the bloody storm in Kyoto and let me see your methods, I wouldn't dare to come to you... Not everyone can clear the name of the Duke. If you don't believe me, you can go to Jinyiwei to find out my background. I'm not an unknown person in Jinyiwei. Now that I've come to this, my Lord, it's up to you to make your own decision!" After that, he took the initiative to step forward and fight against Zhu Yicheng, the best of them.

Zhu Yicheng's broadsword was heavy and steady, while Chen Jia's soft sword was light and agile. The two men's kung fu was equally matched, and they were surrounded by the light of swords and shadows and fought in a group.

Song Mo's other guards automatically split into two groups. One group surrounded Song Mo and Dou Zhao, and the other surrounded Zhu Yicheng and Chen Jia, ready to reinforce Zhu Yicheng at any time.

The flower farmer was so scared that he hid behind a large vat.

Chen Jia let out a long roar.

Several people dressed in Jinyiwei uniforms jumped down from the roof, drew their Xiuchun swords and slashed at Song Mo's guards.

Song Mo's guards were very surprised.

While they were in shock, someone took the opportunity to break through the encirclement and attempted to launch a surprise attack on Zhu Yicheng.

Zhu Yicheng dodged.

Chen Jia jumped out of the battle circle, bowed to Song Mo, and covered by several Jinyiwei, he fought and retreated to the fence, turned around, passed through the fence, and dived into the woods behind the fence, and disappeared without a trace.

Zhu Yicheng and others then discovered that the fence had been dug in the middle and was just covered with branches.

"Chase him!" Zhu Yicheng's face turned pale and he took the lead to chase after him, but Song Mo shouted "Come back" and stopped him.

"No need to chase them." Song Mo said calmly, "They are well prepared. Chasing them will be futile. Let Du Wei check their background."

Zhu Yicheng replied angrily, "Yes," and rushed to the grocery store where Du Wei was with two guards.

Song Mo signaled Chen He to help the trembling flower farmer up, and smiled and bowed to him: "It was a misunderstanding, and I'm sorry to have frightened you."

The flower farmer didn't dare to ask more questions, and replied in a panic, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm fine."

"I'm afraid we can't go to the flower market today," Song Mo said to Dou Zhao apologetically, "Can I come with you another day?"

Dou Zhao, who had been holding Song Mo's clothes nervously, said "Oh" and smiled, "Then let's come back another day!" His expression was cheerful, as if what he had encountered before was not the ruthless Jinyiwei, but an insignificant heavy rain.

Song Mo felt even more guilty.

Dou Zhao always gets into trouble when he follows him. Even if they just go to a flower market, some mess can happen!

At this moment, he wanted to solve all the problems around him. At least, solve some of them before their children were born, and give their children a safe and peaceful environment so that they could grow up safely.

Song Mo couldn't help but glance at Dou Zhao's abdomen.

They have been very close during this period, and maybe Dou Zhao is pregnant with his child.

To stabilize the country, we must first repel foreign aggression!

Let’s start with Chen Jia!

He helped Dou Zhao into the carriage.

Dou Zhao held his chin and thought about Chen Jia.

Dressed in the clothes of the Royal Guard, with agile movements and light steps... She must have seen this person somewhere...

Dou Zhao couldn't help but exclaimed "Ouch".

Thinking about Chen Jia, Song Mo asked absentmindedly, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Dou Zhao concealed his panic and said, "I just bumped into something."

Song Mo smiled, put his arm around Dou Zhao's shoulders, kissed her temple gently, and fell into deep thought again.

Dou Zhao did not disturb Song Mo. He quietly snuggled in Song Mo's arms, but his heart was surging like a raging wave.

She had met Chen Jia before, but Chen Jia was not like this at that time.

He was wearing a bright red third-grade Jinyiwei python uniform, and walked through the heavily armored guards in the heavy rain with awe. He knelt on one knee humbly in front of Song Mo, and reported something to Song Mo with his head lowered...

Chen Jia was the Jinyiwei who reported to Song Mo when she first met Song Mo in her previous life.

Like a circle that cannot be circumvented, they meet again in this life.

But in this way.

Could it be that in the previous life, Chen Jia also moved Song Mo in this way, gained Song Mo's trust, and became Song Mo's confidant?

What is the connection between the unjust case of Duke Dingguo and the emperor?

She thought of the arrow that Song Mo shot at the prince... Not only did it make him a notorious executioner, it also killed the emperor's hopes and life, allowing Prince Liao to ascend the throne smoothly.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but clasp his hands together tightly.

Will Chen Jia be able to impress Song Mo again in this life? What kind of trump card does he have in his hand? Is this trump card real or fake?

Beads of sweat broke out on Dou Zhao's forehead.

"What's wrong?" Song Mo's gentle voice came to her ears, "Did you bump into something just now?" There was deep concern in his voice.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but grab Song Mo's hand.

"I'm fine!" Song Mo's hand was dry and warm, like the warm sunshine in winter, which gradually calmed Dou Zhao's heart. "Don't trust Chen Jia's words easily, and think twice before you act. He didn't come earlier or later, but he came to see you after seeing your methods. It is obvious that he has ulterior motives. You must not be careless. Be patient for a few years. After the emperor passes away, some things can still be revealed. Sometimes, it depends on who can keep calm more."

"I know." Song Mohui held Dou Zhao's hand and whispered, "But no matter what purpose he has in approaching me, since he has set his sights on me, if it doesn't work this time, I'm afraid there will be a next time. Instead of being on guard against thieves all day, it's better to go with the flow and take advantage of their strategy. Maybe we can take the initiative." He smiled and said, "I'm a family man now. I will never be as reckless as before. I still want to grow old with you and have children and grandchildren! Don't worry."

Live together till old age, with many children and grandchildren!

Can she?

Will she wake up one day and find that Song Mo was also a dream?

Dou Zhao's eyes were a little moist, and he held Song Mo's hand tighter.

I used to be too stubborn about some things.

Just follow Song Mo's wishes.

As long as those things make him happy.

For the first time, she took the initiative to lean her head on Song Mo's shoulder.

Song Mo didn't know the reason, but he could feel Dou Zhao's attachment to him.

He felt as if he had eaten honey, and the sweetness went all the way to his heart.

Just letting Dou Zhao lean on his shoulder, the two of them returned to the Duke of Ying's Mansion.

Yan Chaoqing had received the letter and was standing at the door of Yizhitang with Liao Bifeng, Zhu Yicheng, Xia Lian and others.

"Let's go to the study and talk." Song Mo said lightly and went to the study.

After walking two steps, he looked thoughtful, paused slightly, turned around and said to Dou Zhao: "You listen too - three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang. Sometimes outsiders see things more clearly than insiders." His eyes swept over Yan Chaoqing, Xia Lian and others, as if to explain why Dou Zhao was asked to go to the study as well.

After seeing Dou Zhao rescuing Song Mo, Yan Chaoqing and Xia Lian no longer doubted Dou Zhao's wisdom, and naturally had no aversion to Song Mo's decision.

However, Liao Bifeng and Zhu Yicheng could not hide their shock and looked at Dou Zhao in shock.

When they entered the study, Zhu Yicheng was fine, but Liao Bifeng respectfully asked Dou Zhao to sit down, personally poured Dou Zhao a cup of tea, and sat below Dou Zhao across two armchairs.

Song Mo asked: "What's the situation?"

Yan Chaoqing said respectfully: "According to Du Wei, Chen Jia is 24 years old this year. He was promoted to the Jinyiwei by taking over his uncle's position. His wife died of illness four years ago, leaving no children and no remarriage. Four years ago, he did go to Fujian on official business. After returning to Kyoto, he began to have close contact with Chen Zuxun, a captain of the Jinyiwei Beizhen Fusi who also went to Fujian on official business. He also recognized Chen Zuxun as his godfather and, at Chen Zuxun's suggestion, Under the command, the Jinyiwei flag was raised. However, two years ago, Chen Zuxun was executed for offending Wang Yuan. Chen Jia had no one to rely on and had a hard time in Jinyiwei. It is said that he was almost kicked out of Jinyiwei. The Jinyiwei who attacked the prince today were not fake, but Chen Jia's sworn brothers. Two of them had been to Fujian like Chen Jia..."

Song Mo sipped his tea slowly, and after a while he asked, "What does Mr. Yan think about this?"

Yan Chaoqing considered and said, "It's possible that he saw your recent actions and wanted to please you and gain a better future. But we can't completely rule out that he was instructed by someone and took the risk..."

Song Mo nodded slightly and looked at Liao Bifeng.

Although Liao Bifeng wanted to compete with Yan Chaoqing, he never spoke without thinking.

He agreed with Yan Chaoqing's judgment: "I think Mr. Yan is right."

Song Mo thought about it and asked Dou Zhao: "What do you think?"