Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

"From what my father said, you regard Yao'er's marriage as a bargaining chip for you in the court, as a stepping stone for you to gain power. Have you never really considered Yao'er's happiness?"

When Mo Quan said these words, his eyes were a little dazed. Originally, in his eyes, his father, Captain Mo, was a good father with bottom lines, principles, and flexibility. But now it seems that his father is not what he thinks. That's what I thought.

"Asshole, didn't I do this for the sake of Taiwei's Mansion? Back then, our old man Wei united with many officials to bring down Taiwei's Mansion. If I hadn't risked everything and got married to General's Mansion, with the background of Taiwei's Mansion back then, , Can you compete with Old Man Wei? I’m afraid that before he can take action, the officials under him will eat up all the bones in our Taiwei Mansion.”

"So, in your eyes, Yao'er is not a granddaughter, but a chess piece that you can play with at will. You have not thought about Yao'er's happiness at all."

Mo Quan no longer wanted to continue arguing with Captain Mo. He felt that there was no possibility of communication between himself and his father.

"Parents' orders, matchmaker's words, and children's marriages have always been decided by the family. The so-called prestige, feelings, and happiness are not things that parents need to consider. And you dare to go against my decision. It is simply treason. ”

Captain Mo could not hear what Mo Quan said, so he interrupted him directly, glared at him again, and then said: "I think you are the eldest son, and I am usually very tolerant to you, but since After Yao'er entered Kong Sheng Academy, you have always been against me. It seems that I have to reconsider the candidate for the next position of Taiwei. "

"Father..."

"roll!"

Mo Quan wanted to say something else, but was directly scolded by Captain Mo and could only turn around and leave silently.

In the lobby, Taiwei Mo was left alone again. Taiwei Mo stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the direction Mo Quan was leaving with a look of disdain on his face, "The Mo family can be so glorious today, it is all my fault. Everything must naturally be used by me, otherwise what is the point of me being a lieutenant?

Just as Mo Quan left, he saw a man in black appearing in the lobby, "Taiwei, the spies are here to report that a group of five carriages from the General's Mansion are coming towards the Taiwei's Mansion. At this moment, they have entered the West Street. middle."

"The General's Mansion has been calm during this period, but today there was a sudden movement. It seems that Ci Song has returned from traveling."

Captain Mo murmured slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then said: "Go to the other courtyard to invite the four gentlemen, ask them to bring their weapons, and inform them that there will be a fierce battle today."

"promise."

The man in black responded, then turned and left.

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On West Street, Ci Song was sitting in a carriage. There were four people coming with him this time, Shang Han, Sun Buxiu, Gao Chuqi, and Zhuang Ya. As for Shi Yue, Feng Guang, Lu Yong, etc. People choose to stay at home.

"Ci Song, I see you look worried. Are you worried that you won't be able to take back sister Yao'er?"

Zhuang Diemeng was sitting opposite Ci Song and saw something different in his expression, so he asked, then looked out the window and comforted: "Don't worry, the strength of these uncles is far beyond your imagination, especially Master Zhuang, he is praised by the old Taoist master as a once-in-a-lifetime genius in Taoism. With his help, he can definitely save sister Yao'er, so don't worry. "

"That's not what I'm worried about."

Ci Song heard Zhuang Diemeng's comforting words and did not respond. Instead, he looked out the window. At this moment, the carriage they were riding in had already traveled not far from the Taiwei Mansion.

"Then what are you worried about?"

"What I'm worried about is that accidentally killing the wrong person will make Yao'er sad."

Soon, five carriages arrived at the gate of Taiwei's Mansion. It was completely different from the scene when Ci Song first visited. At this moment, Taiwei's Mansion had a completely new look, showing a grand and spectacular atmosphere.

The majestic mansion stands in front of you, towering like an unshakable mountain. The steps paved with bluestone extend all the way up to the magnificent gate. On the gate of the mansion, there are fine carvings of dragon and phoenix patterns, which shine dazzlingly in the sunlight.

The door is open, like a huge mouth, swallowing the wind and clouds. A majestic momentum surged out from inside the door, intertwined with the strong wind outside, forming a powerful airflow that made people hold their breath.

On both sides of the gate, several people in extraordinary clothes stood like pines. Their costumes are gorgeous yet solemn, and every detail reflects their extraordinary identity and status. They exuded a vague talent. These people looked at the five carriages approaching slowly with bright eyes, full of disdain and contempt. The corners of their mouths curled up with a hint of ridicule, as if they were laughing at the overestimation of the people in these carriages.

There was a tense and solemn atmosphere in front of the entire gate of the Taiwei Mansion. The people walking on the West Street obviously noticed this unusual atmosphere and dispersed spontaneously. They did not dare to approach the Taiwei Mansion and only dared to stay away. Wait and see.

"The Lieutenant is ordered to wait for you to greet everyone in the General's Mansion." A man in brocade came forward and looked at the five carriages in front of him and said.

"Mo Yun is really an old fool. When I come here, will a few elderly scholars come to greet me?" A disdainful voice came from one of the carriages.

"Is it possible that he thinks that we people in the General's Palace are all useless like them and wants to humiliate us by treating him so slowly? It's really ridiculous."

"Jinshi in his twilight years? Trash?"

After hearing this, the man in brocade clothes suddenly felt an endless fire of humiliation in his chest, devouring his reason. He was over 40 years old, in the prime of his life, and had already broken through the realm of Jinshi. Such an achievement was enough to look down on the heroes and be admired by everyone. In the Confucian lecture hall, he was even praised as a genius, and no one could match him.

However, at this moment, he was contemptuously called "Jinshi in his old age" by several people in the carriage. This was undoubtedly a great irony and humiliation for him, and the surrounding environment seemed to become oppressive with his anger.

He stood there, like a volcano about to erupt, exuding a hot breath all over his body.

"You people from the general's mansion dared to humiliate us like this, you are simply ignorant."

"Humiliate you? Are you worthy?"

"Uncle Sun, arguing with this person makes you look down."

Just when the people in the carriage wanted to say something, a young man came down from the middle carriage, and it was Ci Song.

"You are all the retainers recruited by the Taiwei Mansion. I will give you ten seconds. If you leave now, you can still survive. If you don't leave, you will bear the consequences yourself."

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