Three Kingdoms: I am not Liu Bian

Chapter 60: Raise your hope? Raise your mother’s head!

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After being accused of being "unfaithful and unfilial" by the prince in public, Chen Ji felt dizzy, his face turned pale, his eyes were wide open, and he fell backwards with trembling body. Fortunately, Chen Qun was quick to support his old father.

"Inhuman?"

These three words echoed in Chen Ji's mind like a devilish sound.

The boomerang from his childhood seemed to have traveled across decades and finally hit him hard on the head.

Chen Ji slowly raised his head and looked into the eyes of his intelligent and precocious son. A faint but eager hope ignited in his eyes, and his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but found it difficult to speak.

In those days, when his father Chen Shi was the magistrate of Taiqiu, he made an appointment with a good friend to go on a trip. However, because the agreed time had passed and he had urgent matters to attend to, he left early. His friend scolded him, saying, "You are a bad person. You made an appointment with someone and then left." He refuted his father's retort, which not only saved his father's reputation but also made a name for himself.

At this moment, Chen Ji hoped that his son, who was much smarter than himself, could save his father's reputation and refute the prince like he had done in the past.

Chen Qun met his father's expectant gaze, turned his head slightly to avoid his sight, and sighed inwardly.

How could he not guess what his father was thinking?
But he felt that his father was really out of his mind. How could these two things be compared?

Although he angered his friend, it was just the child's careless words, and his friend would not be so shameless as to argue with the seven-year-old "Chen Yuanfang".

Although Chen Qun angered the prince, he did not believe that the eighteen-year-old "Chen Changwen" could be forgiven by the prince.

What's more, the prince came here today to call for punishment, so why should we provoke him further?
If he really refuted the prince's "it is rude to scold the son's father", he had no doubt that the prince would let the murderous cavalry behind him tell them what true rudeness was.

The most difficult thing to prove in the world is "innocence".

Once you start to prove yourself, you will fall into an endless dilemma of self-provenness.

Moreover, everything the prince said made sense. His father's reputation as a filial son was ruined when he was caught by someone, and he also refused to see the prince to raise his father. These were all indisputable facts, but the aristocratic families covered up for each other, and no one pointed it out on weekdays.

Seeing Chen Qun remained silent, Chen Ji's mind became clearer and he felt extremely regretful.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a scholar riding a horse beside the prince with a grin on his face. He took out a white brush from his hat and wrote quickly on a bamboo slip. His heart suddenly sank and his face turned ashen in an instant.

Why did the prince bring a historian with him?

In his panic, Chen Ji quickly came up with a clever idea. He pushed away the family members who were supporting him, and with his legs trembling slightly, he managed to stand still. He looked up to the sky and howled, "I only wish that the entire Chen family will die for the Han Dynasty for generations to come. How could I be disloyal!"

After saying this, Chen Ji's body trembled violently, he vomited blood, fainted, and fell into Chen Qun's arms.

Seeing this, Liu Bian suddenly felt bored.

He clearly saw the old man spitting out blood after biting his lip. At the moment of fainting, he was worried that his head would hit the ground, so he deliberately turned around and fell into Chen Qun's arms.

Pretending to vomit blood and faint is one of the life-saving techniques of the Han people.

Just like the so-called "dying by hitting the pillar" approach, it was just hitting the pillar to show determination and avoid the king's punishment in this way.

Even if you have the will to die, wanting to die by hitting your head against a pillar is a highly skilled job.

To die by hitting one's head against a pillar is like telling the king, I have already tried to commit suicide, and now that I have hit my head against a pillar you cannot kill me.

However, Liu Bian did not kick the man when he was down. He looked at Chen Ji, whose beard was still stained with blood, and shook his head. Then he looked at the accompanying historian, left Xun Yu and an accompanying doctor behind, and rode away.
It’s not that he is magnanimous. Just as he said to Zhang Rang and others, for a scholar, living with a stigma is far more painful than death.

He insisted on letting Chen Ji continue to live with a bad reputation, and made Chen Ji a negative example, so that the scholars of the world could see what the consequences would be if they tried to step on him, the crown prince, to support his family.

Oh, raising hope?

Fuck your mother!
After the crown prince rode away, everyone hurriedly carried Chen Ji back to the mansion. Chen Ji's mother, her face filled with anxiety, her eyes red, and she immediately ordered the gates to be closed, unwilling to be laughed at by others. However, watching the gate slam shut behind him, Chen Qun glanced at his elderly father, his face solemn. He knew that this gate could not keep out the crowd that wanted to see the joke, because the Yingchuan Chen family had become a joke.

"Go and call the doctor in the mansion to treat my son." Chen Ji's mother said anxiously with a trembling voice.

Although Chen Ji's mother was a woman, she understood that her son was feigning unconsciousness. If she allowed the crown prince's physician to treat him, she would be charged with deceiving the emperor.

However, Xun Yu, smiling, stopped her calmly, leaning forward slightly, and said, "Old Madam, the Crown Prince has sent a special physician, and it is only right that he should treat Lord Yuan Fang. Could it be that the physicians in the palace are more skilled than the Crown Prince's physician?"

"This..." Chen Ji's mother was speechless for a moment, her brows furrowed, her eyes full of hesitation and entanglement.

But Chen Qun took the initiative to step forward, his expression respectful, and shook his head gently at her, saying calmly: "Don't worry, mother. Father is a lucky man, and he has the crown prince's physician to treat him, so he should be fine."

It doesn’t matter whether the prince knew that his father was pretending to faint. What matters is that Yingchuan Chen should not anger the prince too much.

Seeing that Chen Qun was so knowledgeable, Xun Yu nodded slightly and ordered the attendant physician to go and treat Chen Ji.

As soon as the doctor held Chen Ji's wrist, he frowned and looked strange.

The pulse is stringy, short, and a little slippery?

Then he took out a piece of silk from his sleeve, pried open Chen Ji's mouth, and looked at his tongue.

The tongue is red and has a yellow and greasy coating.

"My Lord, there's nothing seriously wrong with Lord Yuan Fang. He's just been so grief-stricken that his lungs are stagnant. I've prescribed him some medicine to clear his lungs. I think he'll be fine after a month or so." The attendant physician wrote down the prescription. He paused, his pen hovering in the air. After a moment's hesitation, he slowly said, "Well... on a daily basis, have Lord Yuan Fang eat less pheasants, geese, and dog meat, and drink less alcohol."

The words of the imperial physician were like a sharp blade, piercing through Chen Ji's last fig leaf.

With this pulse condition, can you hide from the doctor whether you ate meat or drank alcohol during the mourning period?
However, the attendant physician did not mean to maliciously expose Chen Ji's "filial piety". He had no intention of interfering in the dispute between the prince and Chen Ji. However, the medicine he prescribed would conflict with three types of meat that are too hot, namely pheasants, geese, and dog meat, as well as alcohol. If strict precautions were not taken in advance, the life-saving medicine would turn into a harmful poison.

Xun Yu remained calm upon hearing this and said nothing more.

The prince asked him and the physician to stay just to show that he had done his utmost.

It was you, Chen, who was wrong in the first place. After the prince exposed your true disloyalty and unfilial nature, you vomited blood and fainted. The prince let bygones be bygones and sent the middle son and the imperial physician to stay. Even if Chen Ji really died of anger because of this, the prince cannot be blamed.

After walking out of Chen Ji's bedroom, Xun Yu, led by his servants, crossed the backyard, walking very slowly, as if he was waiting for someone.

However, Xun Yu finally walked to the middle gate, looked at the heavy gate, looked back, and couldn't help but sigh while holding the door.

He has left Yingchuan Chen family with one last chance.

It’s such a long article, what can I do?

Just as Xun Yu stepped out of the Chen Mansion, a hurried sound of footsteps approached from afar, accompanied by heavy breathing, reached his ears.

Then, he felt his sleeve being pulled violently by a strong force.

"Brother Wenruo, please stay!"

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　　Also, it will be on the shelves next Friday. I hope readers can help me support it by placing a first order. Thank you!

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