The three of them sat down, and the atmosphere was depressing.
Huang Shulang was not afraid of his pedantic father, but Chen Mo also had a sullen face, his heart was beating wildly, and he felt uncomfortable all over.
"If you don't look like you're standing, if you're not sitting down, how can you be so frizzy?" Huang Zheng valued etiquette the most, and because the anger in his heart was still lingering, he scolded him when he opened his mouth.
"Dad, what should I do to satisfy you?"
After being scolded all the time, Huang Shulang became more rebellious again.
"Study, test for merit, and serve your family and country." Huang Zheng preached.
"Then I would rather die." Huang Shulang stood up impatiently, "You didn't let me go out to be a disciple before, but now that the master has come in, why can't you do it."
"You are a rebellious son, do you have to make your father angry to death?" Huang Zheng was furious.
"Huang Lao, calm down." At this time, Chen Mo had to speak, and he had to say it to Huang Zheng's heart, "Shu Lang, apologize to Huang Lao immediately."
"Master, I..." Huang Shulang called Qu.
"Don't call me master yet, I haven't agreed yet." Chen Mo gave him a wink.
Fortunately, Huang Shulang understood it and bowed to Huang Zhengzuo respectfully: "Dad, I know my mistake, and I will never make you angry again."
snort……
Huang Zheng turned his face in a cold voice, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, obviously he was touched.
Seeing this in his eyes, Chen Mo took advantage of the situation and said: "Mr. Huang, I think the old saying is true. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. It's time for you to let go."
"Let go?" Huang Zheng still looked angry, "If you don't read a good book, why don't you practice martial arts?"
"Learning martial arts may not mean there is no way out." Chen Mo continued, "Huang Lao knows better than the students that not everyone can make a career through studying."
"Okay, then tell me, what can you do after practicing martial arts?" Huang Zheng also wanted to take this opportunity to talk things out and completely make Huang Shulang give up, "As long as what you say is reasonable, I can let you go."
"There are many things you can do, such as joining the army."
Chen Mo stood up and opened his mouth to write a heroic poem.
In Qinghai, the snow-capped mountains are covered with long clouds, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.
Gold wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.
"Huang Lao, let's discuss things through poetry."
"As a scholar, it is not difficult to set up such an ambitious goal. But to accomplish unparalleled achievements, you must rely on people who have served in the army and practiced martial arts, right?"
"What you said is true, but after all, joining the army..."
Huang Zheng's thinking was still stuck in poetry. The shock came too suddenly, and he had not yet completely recovered.
But what he was more confused about was where Chen Mo got the poem.
If it's in a book, why haven't I read it?
You can’t, it was Chen Mo who did it, right?
Even if he had such talent, how could he understand the artistic conception of killing the enemy and serving the country?
"Joining the army is full of dangers. Mr. Huang is reluctant to give up. If the student understands, then he will find another way." Chen Mo continued.
"For example?" Huang Zheng asked subconsciously.
"Kill a person in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles. When you are done, you can leave behind and hide your merits and fame. Mr. Huang might as well think about it, among the knights throughout the ages, which one does not have strong martial arts at his side?"
"..."
This time, Huang Zheng was silent.
He could tell that Chen Mo didn't want Huang Shulang to go out into the world, but was trying to point out in a subtle way that practicing martial arts can also make people talented.
As for Huang Shulang himself, he had already been stunned.
Although he doesn't like reading, he has been forced to read and memorize the meaning of scriptures frequently in recent years, so he can clearly feel the artistic conception of the two poems.
With my heart surging, I became more determined to practice martial arts.
"Chen Mo, your words have indeed made me reflect a bit, but it is obviously not enough to decide my son's future based on just two poems."
Huang Zheng was indeed touched, but how could the long-formed concepts and perceptions be changed so easily?
"In that case, the student will send Huang Lao two more poems." Chen Mo said confidently.
"explain."
"If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy. Don't let the gold bottle stand empty against the moon. I am born with talents that will be useful. I will come back after all the gold is gone." After Chen Mo said this, he sat down.
He sat down, but Huang Zheng suddenly stood up.
His eyes were blank and he murmured in a low voice.
"When you are proud of your life, you should indulge in joy and don't let this golden cup stand empty against the moon without wine. Everyone's birth has its own value and meaning. Even if it is a thousand taels of gold, there is still something left.
When you get it again, there is no need to be too persistent and lament."
"Shu Lang, the water is boiling, let's put in the meat."
"Mr. Huang, please sit down and try the wine I brought."
Huang Zheng came back to his senses, shook his head and waved his hands.
"Having said that, there is no need to drink anymore. The county test results will be released in the morning, and I still have a lot of things to be busy with." Huang Zheng sat down with relief.
"The knot in Mr. Huang's heart should be resolved, right?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.
"I feel ashamed to say that after living for most of my life, I am not as clear-minded as you," Huang Zheng sighed with some disappointment.
"Mr. Huang is a fan of the authorities. He's just worried that Shulang will go astray." After complimenting him, Chen Mo told Huang Shulang, "Why are you still standing there in a daze? Pour Mr. Huang a drink."
"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely learn from Master in the future." Huang Shulang took every opportunity to make a promise.
"Just listen to what you say. The key lies in him." Huang Zheng turned sideways and looked at Chen Mo, "You gave me a big surprise today. Bao Buqi can really train this naughty son. As long as he can lead him back to the right path.
, I will do my best to meet any needs.”
"Thank you, Mr. Huang. I would like to propose a toast to you." Chen Mo picked up the wine glass and said, "If you are proud of your life, you must enjoy yourself to the fullest. Don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon. What do you think, Mr. Huang?"
"Okay, let's have two drinks." Huang Zheng took it with a smile.
Just like Wang Anshi and others before, when they tasted hot pot and wine for the first time, Huang Zheng and Huang Shulang applauded them repeatedly, and in the end they didn't have any leftover.
"Chen Mo, you've had enough wine and food, it's time to tell you why you came?" After the meal, Huang Zheng not only eliminated his prejudices, but also appreciated Chen Mo more and more.
Why haven't you discovered the power of this young man before?
Chen Mo stopped hiding it and directly explained what happened to Bao Shan.
"I can help. I just want to ask, what is your relationship with Mrs. Wang from Yahang?" Huang Zheng asked after hearing this.
"Employment relationship." Chen Mo had already made up the excuse, "She wanted to own the mountain and open a kiln, and I wanted to make money to support my family, so I came to be a lobbyist."
"How much benefit will Mrs. Wang give you after everything is done?" Huang Zheng narrowed his eyes.
"..."
Chen Mo didn't say anything. Huang Zheng, this old guy, was really greedy for money.
"Is it not settled yet?" Huang Zheng asked.
"Yes." Chen Mo got off the donkey.
"Then ask her for a hundred taels of silver. Half of it will be considered as your reward. As for the other half... it will be considered as a gift to the scholar to become a disciple."
After Huang Zheng finished speaking, he directly greeted the housekeeper without giving Chen Mo a chance to express his position.
"Clean this copper pot and hide it together with the remaining half jar of wine in the study. If anyone dares to take a sip, I will not forgive you."