The Nameless of the Common Clans

"General, the Lieutenant of the Military Academy has been transferred away. Will there be any war?" Chen Mo is still staying in the barracks. The atmosphere in the military camp has been a bit strange these days. The Lieutenant of the Military Academy has been transferred away for several days. Then, However, the most elite battalion in Xiyuan was usually stationed in Pingtang and could not move lightly. Now it was suddenly transferred away, which always made people feel uneasy. Zhong Yun was a little worried and came over early in the morning to ask Chen Mo for advice.

"Don't ask random questions, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to tell Shuo Gong." Chen Mo tapped Zhong Yun's shoulder with a bamboo slip.

"General, the last general never..." Zhong Yun heard this and wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Chen Mo.

"I understand. In Luoyang, if you want to be promoted and live a good life, you need some background. No one blames you. We all work for the royal family. It's just that there are some things that we know too much about. "It's not good." Chen Mo shook his head and said, "Keep training. If the sky falls, someone will be there to support you. It won't be your turn to worry about it."

"Here!" Zhong Yun nodded, saluted Chen Mo, and left.

All the lieutenants of the Military Academy in Luoyang were suddenly transferred. Cui Geng didn't leave any information. To say that everything was fine would be really stupid. The lieutenants and officers in the army could all notice it, so how could Chen Mo not know about it.

But what if you know? This situation is not something he can get involved in. All he can think about now is to find some benefits for himself in this upcoming chaos. However, the situation is still unclear. In this situation, it is best to act as if nothing has happened. happens, otherwise once you mess around, just stir it up, you can stir up yourself until there is no residue left.

"General!" A soldier guarding the camp quickly came to Chen Mo's tent and saluted Chen Mo: "There are servants of the Zang family outside the camp asking to see him, saying that they have something important to do."

"Let him come in." Chen Mo nodded. Now he is the only one among the eight schools in Xiyuan. He is considered the highest general in Xiyuan in name, and he still has privileges.

Soon, the steward of the Zang Mansion came in, bowed to Chen Mo and said, "I have met the young master."

"No need to be polite, what does Uncle Zhong want from me? But that girl Juan'er caused trouble again?" Chen Mo said with a smile.

"No, Juan'er is quite likable." The steward shook his head and said, "Today, a famous person came to the mansion and wanted to see the young master. The visitor's status is a bit special and it is not suitable to show his face publicly in the military camp, so I dragged him here. Invite the young master to return home for a talk."

"Are you from Xuzhou?" Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, looking for his celebrity, and it was not convenient to show up, so he could probably guess who it was.

"Yes." The steward nodded and said, "Aunt Yun Si is entertaining us."

"Uncle Zhong, please go back first. I'll arrange some military affairs and I'll be there soon." Chen Mo nodded.

"Here~" Uncle Zhong nodded, turned and left.

It came so fast!

Chen Mo tapped the table with his index finger and shouted to the door: "Da Lang, have someone call Zhong Yun, Yu Sheng, and Bao Geng."

"Here!" The man outside the door immediately ordered someone to call someone.

Soon, Zhong Yun and the others came to Chen Mo's tent and stepped in to salute.

"I have something to do at home. I need to leave the camp. The three of you will each lead the troops and continue to drill." Chen Mo looked at the three generals and thought for a moment: "Luoyang is not peaceful now. Remember, when I am not in the army, try not to do anything." If you quarrel with others, you will not leave the camp even if anything happens without my command."

"General, what should I do if someone comes to bully me?" Bao Hong frowned.

"This is the Xiyuan Military Academy. Who would come here for nothing?" Chen Mo said while taking off his armor: "If this is really the case, I will beat you to death. If you break into the military camp without permission, you deserve to be beaten to death. Don't hold back, God." It’s me when it falls.”

"Here!" The three generals agreed upon hearing this and left each other.

"Let's go, we have to go home." Chen Mo changed into a Confucian robe, hung the Chengyuan sword on his waist, greeted Dalang, and went outside the camp.

Zang Mansion, main hall.

Yun Si and Juan'er served Chen Deng water, wine and cakes. He glanced at the three ugly men behind Chen Deng with some fear. He didn't know why Chen Deng, a graceful scholar, would bring three such vicious ugly men with him when he went out. Han is around.

"Don't be afraid, these three people still have some friendship with my brother Mo." Chen Deng took a sip of wine and smiled.

"I'm rude, I hope the three of you won't be surprised." Yun Si quickly bowed to the three of them.

"But I didn't expect that the little baby had taken such a beautiful concubine. It seems that he didn't listen to my words." An ugly man on the right grinned, shook his head and sighed: "What a pity."

"That's nonsense of yours." The man on the left shook his head, tried to make his smile more kind, and said to Yun Si, "Don't be afraid, we are fellow villagers of Mo Lang."

Yun Si nodded and stepped aside respectfully.

"Brother Mo must have suffered a lot to make a career in Luoyang alone." Chen Mo asked with a smile.

"I'm indeed quite tired." Yun Si nodded. Although Chen Mo never expressed her bitterness, she had stayed in places such as Chun Nuan Pavilion. In socializing among noble clans, she had to be careful when speaking and doing things. There might be an unintentional remark. , it would be a big mistake if it fell into the ears of others. Different identities have different opinions on how they should speak and what attitude they should have. It is very troublesome to make sure everything does not go wrong, even for people like them who are good at dancing. I dare not say that I will never make mistakes, so I can only say less, but Chen Mo has to say it.

What's more, Chen Mo not only has to deal with these entertainments, but also fights and makes meritorious deeds. Some people may say that Chen Mo is where he is today because of luck and the support of noble people. But if Chen Mo doesn't have these abilities, how can he seize this opportunity? A fleeting moment of luck? Or can it win the respect of those noble people?

Living in Luoyang and often coming into contact with these people, no one knows the reality of these 'noble people' better than Yun Si. In the final analysis, all this is the result of Chen Mo's own hard work. Every time he thinks of this, Yun Si feels a little distressed, but at the same time There is nothing I can do but help Chen Mo take care of the housework so that he has no worries.

"Although it is a good thing for young people to practice more, but..." Chen Deng picked up the wine glass, drank the wine in one gulp, shook his head and sighed: "Tell me about you."

"Concubine?" Yun Si looked at Chen Deng doubtfully.

"Mo's brother has not officially agreed to return to the family, so there are some things that I can't take care of." Chen Deng looked at Yun Si and suddenly smiled: "If the price of letting Mo's brother return to the family is to drive you out of the house, you can willing?"

"I..." Yun Si was stunned when he heard this.

"Young master can't do that," Juan'er said quickly.

Chen Deng glanced at her quietly and said nothing. Juan'er realized that she had made a mistake and silently retreated to Yun Si.

"You know, your background, even if you are a concubine, is not qualified for our Chen family." Chen Deng's eyes became sharp. Even Yun Si can be considered a person who has seen the world. Facing Chen Deng at this moment , still a little confused, pinching the corners of his clothes nervously, his knuckles turning a little white from the exertion.

This is also the tragedy of women in this era. They have no way to choose their origin, and they also have no way to control their own destiny. Especially in front of such aristocratic families, their reserve seems ridiculous and worthless.

"I am willing." Yun Si didn't know how much courage it took to say these words. As these four words came out, all the strength in his body seemed to disappear. His body went limp. If Juan'er hadn't supported him, he might have He fell to the ground immediately.

"Master Yuanlong, don't go too far!" The ugly man on the left couldn't stand it and said with a frown.

"Don't worry, I'm talking about what if." Chen Deng put away his fierceness and smiled: "Actually, if you are a concubine, my Chen family doesn't have many rules, but women in brothels are so ruthless, and Mo's brother is young, even if he is talented Jueshi, it is inevitable that this matter between men and women cannot be controlled. If Aunt Yun can say this, if it is not limited by her background, she can be a wife. "

"You big clan members, do you think your family background is so important?" the ugly man said with some disdain.

"If you were asked to marry a woman from a prostitute, would you be willing to marry her if she has decent conduct?" Chen Deng turned around and asked with a smile.

The ugly man fell silent upon hearing this.

"This is our background. We are not pretending to be reserved, but the concept in the bones of the world." Chen Deng said with a smile: "Rather than saying that we hold our own background, it is better to say that the world has given us this background, and so have you. one of them.”

While he was talking, Chen Mo led Dalang into the main hall. Chen Mo did not look at Chen Deng at the first moment, but at the three ugly men behind him. His original expression of calmness suddenly turned into... Surprised, but his eyes were red: "Uncle Wang, Uncle Zheng!?"

"Growing taller!" Wang Biao looked at Chen Mo and grinned. He was still as ugly, but in Chen Mo's eyes, he was extremely kind.

"Uncle Wang, after you left, I had a hard time waiting. Aweng died, and no one in the village could make the decision. Many people died later..." Chen Mo tried hard to suppress his emotions, but there was a hint of something in his voice. Trembling sound.

"I know, I met your mother." Wang Biao sighed and nodded, feeling a little regretful. The Yellow Turban Rebellion was so big back then, which none of them, including Li Zheng, had ever imagined.

"Uncle Zheng, when Xia Qiu City was destroyed, I thought you..." Chen Mo rubbed his eyes fiercely, looked at Zheng Tu and said with a smile: "I was quite happy to see Uncle Wang and Uncle Zheng again. For a moment, I didn't know How to speak."

"We butchers generally have a tough life. Although the yellow scarf thief is arrogant, it is not easy for him to kill me." Zheng Tu grinned and said: "It's you, we haven't seen each other for a few years, and you have achieved such achievements today. Although you were Uncle Wang said you would be able to succeed, but he never thought you would be so powerful."

The three of them talked for a long time, and the excitement in Chen Mo's heart about suddenly meeting his relatives gradually subsided, and he saluted Chen Deng and said, "I'm sorry."

"Aren't you surprised who I am?" Chen Deng looked at Chen Mo and asked with a smile.

"I can probably guess that I came here in the past few days." Chen Mo came to the main seat and knelt down: "Since you are here, you must have met my mother. Is he okay?"

"Very good. I just cried for a long time when I heard that you were going to fight." Chen Deng said with a smile.

Chen Mo nodded and looked at the third ugly man behind Chen Deng. He had no impression, but to be able to fight with Uncle Wang and Uncle Zheng, he must not be an ordinary general. Moreover, the ferocious aura in the opponent's body made even Chen Mo feel uncomfortable. When they first met, they both felt a sense of oppression, which Uncle Wang and Uncle Zheng did not have.

"This is..."