Pirate's reading will become stronger

The young man's calm expression instantly turned ferocious. He pinched Prince Peterhead's neck with hatred, stared at Prince Peterhead with wide eyes and said. "The person who made that lord unhappy is my weak and sworn enemy!"

"Come here!" The young man ordered to the revolutionary soldiers guarding the basement next to him.

"Drag this trash out, and while it's still alive, peel off his flesh little by little."

Prince Peterhead, who originally felt extremely weak, suddenly broke out in cold sweat. Facing the revolutionary soldiers who opened the cell door and grabbed him, he struggled violently and screamed like a pig.

"Let me go, let me go, this prince has made contributions to the organization, this prince has shed blood for the organization..."

"Give me a chance, give me a chance, let this prince meet that lord, I can apologize, I can apologize!"

"I have money, I still have a lot of money, I want to dedicate it to that adult to make amends!"

……

"Bah..." The young man dropped the long sword in his hand on the ground, straightened his slightly bald hair, and said disdainfully.

"Do you think that lord is someone who covets such a little wealth? How dare you insult that lord, you two remember to cut two more knives, don't let him die too soon."

"what……"

As the first knife fell, Prince Peterhead suddenly became incontinent from the pain and screamed miserably.

"Hmph!" The young man let out a cold snort of relief, straightened his slightly messy clothes, and strode out of the basement.

Looking from afar, the place where the imperial palace was located was already on fire. Two or three kilometers away, the young man could faintly hear screams.

"The teacher has a life, so don't blame me for being a little bit harsh!"

"Come on, order the generals to gather at the prime minister's mansion immediately, let the truth arrange the relevant tasks, and then lead the troops into the palace to rescue the king and many nobles!" The young man ordered to the orderly soldier on the side.

"Yes!" The orderly took the order and left.

The young man turned his head and asked a kind old housekeeper next to him. "Have all the explosives been buried?"

The old housekeeper smiled without saying a word, but nodded slightly.

……

And Chen Mo didn't know that his two words unintentionally caused a civil strife to subvert the regime in the Peterhead Kingdom.

At this moment, he was still lying in the bathtub, bathing leisurely, and Chen Mo still kept cursing those useless students in his mouth.

Chen Mo felt that he had taught more than students, but not one of them was rich. They all felt like they were poor.

After all, those students have been giving a lot of gifts every year, but there are too many books in them, not even a real red envelope.

So poor that I can only send books...

Therefore, Chen Mo felt that his students should not be doing well, otherwise it would be bad to give him something, and he would always give him books.

No matter how much Chen Mo himself likes to read books, he doesn't really hope that all the gifts he receives are books, right?

And for so many years, apart from providing food and lodging, Chen Mo felt that he was doing voluntary work for the Revolutionary Army. In terms of salary, Chen Mo didn't even see a Bailey.

If it wasn't for Chen Mo's relatively free life in the Revolutionary Army, and the Revolutionary Army's promise to help him find Sister Robin, Chen Mo would have "resigned" and left long ago.

Therefore, in fact, Chen Mo is a poor child who doesn't even have a Bailey on his body, and his pockets are always empty.

At this moment, Chen Mo was thinking about buying a bouquet of flowers for Sister Robin, and he had to think carefully about where to get the money.

"It's really too difficult to be poor!" When he usually had food and drink, Chen Mo didn't feel that when he needed to buy something, this kind of embarrassment was extremely uncomfortable.

After soaking in the bathtub for a while, Chen Mo still couldn't think of other sources of wealth, so he shook his head and sighed helplessly, planning to set up a small stall in the Chambord Islands and write for others.

Chen Mo felt that the only way for him to make money was to set up a stall and sell calligraphy.

With a little depression, Chen Mo struggled for a long time. After changing into the cumbersome prince's clothes, he controlled the wheelchair and came to the deck.

Immediately, it was like a prince with extraordinary temperament, floating to the deck.

I believe that even if the real king is here, he can't help but be amazed by Chen Mo's temperament.

Compared with those aristocrats who eat, drink, prostitute, and gamble, Chen Mo at this moment is more like an aristocratic boy with extremely high self-cultivation. Even the aristocratic teacher of the world's aristocratic Tianlong people will definitely not be able to pick Chen Mo. Nothing wrong with it.

"Teacher!" Yong Yi, who had been waiting at the door of the room, shouted respectfully after finishing the relevant affairs.

"Hmm!" Chen Mo, who was still a little depressed in his heart, responded flatly, controlled the wheelchair and went under the sun umbrella that had been prepared earlier, took a book from the table next to him, and read it quietly.

Yong Yi, who was following Chen Mo, couldn't help but feel worried about Chen Mo's calm attitude. He secretly planned to check the situation of Peterhead Kingdom again at night to see how the progress was.

After Chen Mo sat down to read, Yong Yi gestured to the side, and immediately the pastries and plum juice that had been prepared were brought up from the kitchen, and they were neatly placed on the table under the sun umbrella.

"Is the kitchen welfare that good today?" Chen Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked Yong Yi who was beside him.

"Yes, teacher!" Yong nodded and said in a simple and honest tone. "To celebrate the launch, the kitchen has prepared benefits for everyone today."

Chen Mo picked up the sour plum juice on the table, took a big sip, and suddenly felt that most of the depression in his heart had dissipated, and said. "The drink is not bad, it is my favorite plum juice!"

"As long as the teacher likes it!" Yong Yi nodded repeatedly and smiled happily. At the same time, he secretly took out his notebook and added the words "sour plum juice" to Chen Mo's dietary preferences.

"By the way, why haven't I seen you drink it?" Chen Mo asked casually while drinking sour plum juice while flipping through the books in his hand.

"Yong Yi has eaten just now." Yong Yi maintained a simple and honest smile, and said the words he had prepared.

As Chen Mo's guard captain for more than a year, Yong Yi knew very well that Chen Mo didn't like special treatment and believed that basic treatment was equal on the basis that everyone performed their duties.

For example, Chen Mo, as a scholar and teacher, thinks that his leisurely reading is a kind of accumulation of knowledge, and it can be regarded as conscientiousness, not a kind of laziness.

But such extra cakes and drinks are a special treatment in Chen Mo's view.

If it was the welfare that everyone had, Chen Mo would gladly accept it, but if Chen Mo knew that it was only for him alone.

Yong Yi estimated that he would be scolded bloody by the teacher again, but in order to make his teacher's life easier.

Early in the morning, Yong gave all members of the Revolutionary Army a confidential death order, and he was not afraid of being discovered by Chen Mo.

In fact, Yong Yi is not lying, everyone has benefits, but Chen Mo's is exquisite pastries and iced sour plum juice.

Other people's welfare is a salted fish and a bottle of cheap rum.

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