I became the demon of the female devil

Chapter 227 Lord Chen's Literary Achievements!

"Why do you say that, Lord Yan?"

Feng Jinyu frowned and said, "The process of this matter is clear and the evidence is conclusive. How could there be any unexpected changes?"

Yan Peizhi tapped his fingers on the armrest and said, "Such a big thing has happened, yet the Prince Yu's residence hasn't made a single move. Don't you find that strange?"

"Moreover, Chen Mo was taken away by Eunuch Jin and is still staying in the palace, which is enough to show Her Majesty the Empress's attitude..."

When Yan Peizhi first heard the news, he was also extremely excited, believing that this was a rare opportunity to deal with the Chen family.

But they quickly calmed down.

Chen Mo is not a reckless man. On the contrary, it can be seen from the several major cases he has solved that this young man is meticulous and plans things out before acting. He would never make such a big mistake because of a momentary impulse.

Since they dared to attack Chu Heng in public, they must have made thorough preparations.

"Could it be that they deliberately created a flaw, waiting for us to fall in?"

Previously, every time Yan Peizhi thought he had victory in the bag, Chen Mo would turn the tables on him, leaving him with considerable psychological trauma...

After these words were spoken, the room fell silent.

After everyone calmed down, their expressions became rather grim.

"What is Your Highness thinking, that you value Consort Yu's confidante so much?"

"I've been wondering before that the Chen family is stirring up trouble in the court, yet His Highness remains unmoved and even shows increasing favoritism towards Chen Mo..."

"It is indeed a bit strange. Even if one cherishes talent, it wouldn't go to this extent."

"His Majesty has been bedridden for many years, and the Empress is all alone. Could it be that..."

"Ahem, watch your words!"

"So what do we do now? Are we just going to let this go?"

Feng Jinyu held two blunt lion's head pearls in his hands and said in a deep voice, "Her Majesty the Empress is wise and insightful, but the affairs of the court are ever-changing, and in the event of an emergency, her judgment may be flawed..."

He glanced at Yan Peizhi and said meaningfully, "Lord Yan, there are some things that we should decide for ourselves."

Yan Peizhi certainly understood what Feng Jinyu meant.

For the Empress, maintaining balance and stability is the primary task; she doesn't care about the gains or losses of a single city or territory.

However, in this process, the interests of these court officials will inevitably be harmed.

Factional struggles are bloody and cruel. Yesterday it was the Zhou family, tomorrow it might be the Yan family or the Feng family... After serving as an official for many years, who dares to say that their hands are absolutely clean?

"But Chen Mo has an immunity token, so it's almost impossible to kill him outright..."

It's no secret that Chen Mo possesses a second-class Flying Phoenix Token.

Last time, he publicly killed Jian Yinshan in Donghua Prefecture, but it was ultimately determined to be self-defense, so he didn't have to use this gold medal. In other words, Chen Mo still has at least one more chance to escape death!

"A gold medal may exempt you from the death penalty, but it does not mean you are innocent."

"Attempting to murder the heir apparent is an unforgivable crime. Even if he cannot be executed, he should be stripped of his position as a commander of a thousand men, which is tantamount to cutting off an arm of the Chen family..."

Seeing that Yan Peizhi was still hesitating, Feng Jinyu narrowed her eyes and said, "If you don't act now, are you going to just watch Chen Mo enter the Qilin Pavilion? At that time, your Yan family will probably be the first to suffer!"

Yan Peizhi's body trembled slightly.

The Yan family and Chen Mo had a grudge ever since the case of the barbarian slaves.

Then Yan Linghu clashed with Chen Mo, and the conflict deepened...

Even when Chen Mo was just a centurion, he was able to stir up trouble in the court. If he were to enter the Qilin Pavilion, I'm afraid the entire Yan family would never have peace!

“Those who strike first will gain the upper hand, but those who strike later will suffer disaster!”

"Now that the knife has been handed to us, there is absolutely no reason for us to back down!"

Yan Peizhi made up his mind and no longer hesitated. He said, "Go and inform Cui Hao, the Prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture, and Xu Lin, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, that they should join forces to impeach Chen Zhuo in court tomorrow. They must strike him dead in one blow and leave him no room for leniency!"

"Yes!"

A manager strode into the reception room.

"I remember that several cabinet ministers were once very close to Prince Yu. If we can get their support, the possibility of confirming this matter will be much greater."

"Also, the Chen family will never sit idly by and wait to be killed; we must keep a close eye on them..."

Yan Peizhi's eyes flashed, a cold glint in them.

For the past few months, I've been suffering terribly from being trampled on by the Imperial Concubine Party. Starting tomorrow, the situation will be completely reversed!

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Chen Mansion.

Inside the study, Chen Zhuo stood by the window with his hands behind his back, his expression slightly solemn.

He Yuzhi sat at the tea table, holding a teapot in her hand. She poured steaming tea into a cup, and its refreshing fragrance filled the air.

"The tea that Madam Jinyun sent is indeed very good. Would you like to try some?"

"What time is it? You're still in the mood for tea?"

Chen Zhuo frowned, his tone heavy, "What your precious son did at the brothel has already spread throughout the capital. After all, he's the heir of a prince's mansion, a descendant of the Chu family. I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?"

"It's just that he beat up the young master, it's no big deal."

He Yuzhi said dismissively, "Besides, Mo'er is doing well in the palace now, what do you have to worry about?"

Chen Zhuo shook his head and said, "The real confrontation has only just begun. Tomorrow in the court, those old guys from the Six Ministries will definitely take the opportunity to make trouble! Even if Mo'er has a pardon, he can escape the death penalty, but he can't escape punishment!"

At this point, he couldn't help but feel helpless. "Isn't it all because you spoiled him? So young and impetuous, so reckless, he actually dared to try to kill the young master!"

He Yuzhi glanced at him and said indifferently, "What's wrong with being young and impetuous? What kind of young person isn't impetuous? Besides, I know Mo'er. Since he did this, it means that Chu Heng has a reason to die."

"However, this time it was indeed a bit ill-considered."

"Since you've chosen to take action, you should strike decisively and kill without hesitation, otherwise the consequences will be dire..."

"..."

Chen Zhuo's temples throbbed.

This mother and daughter are both hot-tempered and have no idea what it means to prioritize the greater good.

"Do you really think Prince Yu is a pushover?"

"He almost ascended to the rank of Dragon Saint back then!"

"Even if they ultimately fail, the fact that they can still remain safely in Kyoto speaks volumes... Even a weakened camel is bigger than a horse; if the Six Ministries and the Cabinet join forces, that would be a real problem..."

Seeing Chen Zhuo's worried expression, He Yuzhi didn't seem to care. "Don't worry, Mo'er has connections. The Empress and the Empress will definitely not stand idly by."

Needless to say, the Empress has always held Chen Mo in high regard.

The Empress has already sent Lady Jinyun to propose marriage, so how could she sit idly by and watch her nephew-in-law be dismissed from his post?
Chen Zhuo was not optimistic about this and sighed.

"Although the Empress is ruling from behind the curtain and sitting in the Eastern Palace, the world still ultimately belongs to the Chu family..."

dong dong dong-

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Chen Zhuo said.

Chen Fu pushed open the door and walked in. "Master, someone from the palace just came and brought something."

"What is that?" Chen Zhuo frowned slightly.

Chen Fu stepped forward and presented a wooden box. "The lady-in-waiting said you'll understand once you've seen it."

Chen Zhuo reached out and took it. The moment he touched it, the wooden box flashed with a brilliant light, as if some kind of restriction had been lifted.

He opened the lid and saw that it was filled with all sorts of documents and letters.

He casually picked up a letter, unfolded it, and was immediately stunned.

"This is……"

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The imperial palace, the palace buildings in the courtyard.

Deep within the courtyard, the sound of students reading aloud echoed from the room.

"Lord Chen gazed at Xu You with tender, watery eyes, his fingertips tracing her fair, delicate skin..."

"Miss Xu You's face flushed a captivating blush, her lips parted slightly, and her breath was sweet as orchids, 'My lord, I want...'" Chen Mo leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and flipped through the book in his hands, reading aloud, "Xu You lay face up, her knees bent and raised to her chest, and Lord Chen knelt between her thighs..."

"Stop, stop reading!"

Hsu Ching-yi's face looked as if it could drip blood.

She rushed forward, trying to snatch the book away, but Chen Mo raised his right hand and she missed, falling directly into Chen Mo's arms.

Chen Mo casually put his arm around her slender waist, raised an eyebrow and said, "What does Miss Xu mean by this? Do you want to put it into practice?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Xu Qingyi was both ashamed and angry, and unable to break free for a moment, she opened her mouth and bit his shoulder.

"Again?"

"Are you born in the Year of the Dog?"

Xu Qingyi's strength was no different from tickling Chen Mo; on the contrary, it made him feel restless.

"No no no!"

Xu Qingyi bit harder and harder, refusing to let go no matter what.

Snapped--

Chen Mo raised his hand and slapped him.

Through the thin dress, you could clearly feel the moisture swaying, as bouncy as jelly...

"Hmm~"

Xu Qingyi groaned, as if her bones had been removed in an instant, and slumped weakly against his shoulder.

Her crimson lips exhaled a breath as sweet as orchids, brushing against his neck, inexplicably reminding Chen Mo of a scene from a book…

“You’ve bullied me again. I’m going to tell the Empress…” Xu Qingyi bit her lip, her cheeks flushed.

Niangniang?

She's already wearing perfume, how could she possibly care about you?
Chen Mo shook his head and said, "It was Xu Sizheng who threw himself into my arms. I was just acting in self-defense."

Xu Qingyi said angrily, "Isn't it because you insisted on taking my book?"

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow. "So you're admitting this book is yours now?"

Xu Qingyi: "..."

Chen Mo flipped through the book "The Lament of a Woman in Her Boudoir" and shook his head, saying, "But to be honest, the quality of this book is really not good. The plot is clichéd, the writing is mediocre, and it's just full of various sexual positions... It's okay to read as a smutty novel, but it's not really nutritious."

Xu Qingyi was somewhat unconvinced upon hearing this, "This is a product of Wanjuanlou, which was all the rage in the capital. Countless people in the palace have been secretly reading it!"

Thinking of the Empress and Consort who were secretly reading erotic novels, Chen Mo shook his head and said, "It seems you really haven't seen much of the world. It's time to give you a shock from the classics."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted his bottom, "Go, get me some paper and pen."

Xu Qingyi gave him a charmingly disdainful look, but still stood up as instructed, spread out the Xuan paper on the table, and began to grind the ink.

Chen Mo sat at the table, picked up his brush, and began to write with bold strokes:

Amo's academic performance was not ideal...

Ahem, I made a mistake.

He changed to a new sheet of paper, pondered for a moment, and then wrote down three large characters: Yin Ping Mei.

Xu Qingyi initially approached the story with a sense of schadenfreude, after all, Chen Mo was just a martial artist, what kind of writing could he possibly produce? Especially not a story that demanded a high level of literary skill...

However, her gaze quickly froze, and her hand, which was grinding ink, also stopped moving.

"A beautiful woman of sixteen or seventeen, her body as soft as butter, a sword at her waist to slay fools; though no head falls, she secretly drains your marrow..."

"Is this guy serious?"

Chen Mo had read this book in his previous life.

Although it was listed as a banned book due to its explicit descriptions, this book actually has extremely high literary value and can be considered a masterpiece of realism. It exposes the dark side of human nature and society in a bloody way through the perspective of ordinary people.

Even the classic "The Story of the Stone" bears the shadow of this extraordinary book.

However, since the book contains hundreds of thousands of words, he only remembered the general plot, so he condensed the story and re-described it in concise language.

Feeling that it was somewhat insulting to the classics, I changed one character in the book's title.

"The fallen petals yearn to follow the flowing water, but the flowing water has no affection for the fallen petals..."

Chen Mo wrote as Xu Qingyi read.

Both of them were so engrossed that they didn't realize it was getting dark.

Snapped--

After finishing the fifth chapter, Chen Mo put down his brush and stretched his shoulders and neck.

Xu Qingyi, still somewhat unsatisfied, said, "Why did you stop writing? Wu Da was poisoned to death, his brother will definitely come for revenge, right?"

"To find out what happens next, please stay tuned for the next installment." Chen Mo shook his head and sighed, "I've been writing for so long, and I haven't even had a cup of tea. It's truly disheartening..."

"Okay, okay, I'll make it for you, alright?"

Xu Qingyi carefully put away the paper covered in writing and asked, "What kind of tea would you like to drink? I have Yunqi Biluo and Xueling Hanxiang here."

Chen Mo blinked. "Do you have Naicha's snow?"

Xu Qingyi: "?"

"Never mind, let's not drink anymore. Come over and give me a shoulder massage," Chen Mo said.

"They have quite a few requirements..."

Xu Qingyi couldn't help but roll her eyes at him again.

However, in order to see what happens next, he obediently came over and started massaging Chen Mo.

Chen Mo leaned back comfortably, his head resting on her ample bosom.

This massage girl even brought her own soft pillow...

Xu Qingyi's cheeks flushed, but she didn't push him away. She snorted, "You really are a lecher. All the books you write are about seducing respectable women. You're utterly wicked..."

"Art comes from life, and I have to thank Xu Sizheng for giving me inspiration," Chen Mo said with a smile.

"Pooh……"

Xu Qingyi spat and didn't reply. She looked up at the sky outside and asked, "It's probably almost 7 PM. Where do you plan to sleep tonight?"

Chen Mo shrugged and said, "I have nowhere else to go, so I'll have to stay here for the night."

Xu Qingyi was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, "It's...it's with me?!"

"Otherwise what? You can't expect me to sleep with the Empress, can you?" Chen Mo said matter-of-factly.

After what happened during the day, the Empress will definitely be embarrassed to see him now. Going there on her own initiative would only be asking for trouble.

He dared not go to the Empress's side even more; if the Empress discovered him, a fight might break out on the spot...

After much thought, Xu Qingyi's place is the safest.

Xu Qingyi's throat tightened, and she said in a hoarse voice, "But there's only one bed here. If you sleep here, where will I sleep?"

“I see your bed is quite big, why don’t you squeeze in? I don’t mind.” Chen Mo looked up at her and reminded her, “But don’t do anything inappropriate to me. I agree to sleep with you, but that doesn’t mean I agree to you sleeping with me…”

"..."

Xu Qingyi's head was throbbing.

How can there be such shameless people in the world?
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The next day, Mao Shi.

As dawn broke, the area in front of the Jinshui Bridge was already filled with civil and military officials.

The two sides remain clearly distinct.

On the left was a group of officials who spoke out against injustice, mainly composed of the Censorate and the Supervising Secretaries; on the right was a group of powerful officials, mainly composed of the Six Ministries.

However, unlike before, the atmosphere among the censors was noticeably more subdued, while the ministers of the Six Ministries were excited, their eyes fixed on the tall figure standing with his hands behind his back, like vultures smelling carrion.

The real show is about to begin...

The Chen family is finished!

(End of this chapter)