Transmigration into a Book: My Lord, Your Wife Has Taken Another Concubine for You

When Chu Mochen arrived at Chu Yunxuan's courtyard, he saw that Chu Yunxuan was already practicing his sword in the courtyard.

Chu Mochen ordered his men to keep quiet and stood alone at the courtyard gate for a while, his eyes filled with shock. In his heart, Chu Mochen thought, "This kid's swordsmanship is quite good, or rather, more than just good."

Chu Mochen himself dared not say that his swordsmanship was much better than his eldest son's; having a good tutor makes all the difference.

He stood at the doorway, watching his eldest son, Chu Yunxuan, practice his sword. Only after Chu Yunxuan finished did Chu Mochen come to his senses and reluctantly offer a compliment, "Your swordsmanship is quite good; you've clearly put in a lot of hard work."

Chu Yunxuan did not bow to Chu Mochen. Instead, he picked up the cloth for maintaining his sword, sat down on the ground, and began to carefully maintain his sword.

This sword accompanied him to the very end in his previous life, and Chu Yunxuan cherished this "old fellow" very much.

Seeing that his eldest son didn't like him, Chu Mochen didn't even pretend, and was instantly amused by his son's attitude.

Chu Mochen drew his sword in a flash, shouted at Chu Yunxuan, "Take this!" and charged forward with the sword in hand.

At this moment, Chu Mochen had only one thought in his mind: he had to teach this unfilial son a lesson and show him what was what.

When Chu Yunxuan saw his father approaching with a sword in hand, he was not afraid at all; in fact, he was so excited that his hands trembled. Finally, he could rightfully kill his father.

After more than ten rounds, Chu Mochen was in so much pain that he collapsed on the ground. Of course, Chu Yunxuan had only used the back of his sword to strike him, so there was no blood, just pain.

"You brat, you don't even know how to give way to your old father."

"What's the point of sparring and passing the ball back and forth?" Chu Yunxuan stood there, laughing smugly, thinking to himself that today was truly a good day.

Chu Mochen lay on the ground for a while, then forced himself to stand up, leaning on his sword. "What have you been doing these past few days without going to the palace as a study companion? I haven't seen you come to pay your respects to your father either?"

"I practice martial arts, study, and occasionally go out for a walk or visit my younger brother at Zhiren Academy. My son also owns some businesses, so I visit them occasionally as well."

Chu Yunxuan said so much, but it all boils down to one thing: he's busy! He doesn't have time.

Chu Mochen felt that he wasn't so easily fooled. "Then why haven't you gone to pay your respects to your mother these past few days?"

Chu Yunxuan had no guilty thoughts at all. "No, that's not it. I go to the main courtyard every day to have a meal with my mother."

Chu Mochen was initially only in pain, but now he felt pain in his heart as well. "You really are your mother's good son."

"Of course! My second brother is definitely not as considerate as I am." Chu Yunxuan's eyes and brows were full of joy when he said this.

Chu Mochen replied irritably, "Your second brother didn't want to compete with you."

Chu Yunheng: I think...

Chu Mochen felt that even though his eldest son was talented, skilled in martial arts, and very resourceful and shrewd, he still preferred his second son, Chu Yunheng.

Chu Yunxuan is ruthless and unfilial. I really don't want him to be the heir!

Chu Mochen wondered to himself whether his second brother, Chu Yunheng, would be willing to compete with his eldest brother.

Chu Yunxuan didn't care at all what Chu Mochen was thinking as he looked at him. Anyway, if he angered him, he would just do what he did in his previous life and set up a scheme to send this old father away.

In Chu Yunxuan's view, killing his father was something he had become familiar with after a few tries, and he felt no guilt whatsoever.

"You're only thirteen years old. What are you planning to do? Do you want to go to Zhi Ren Academy?"

Chu Mochen wanted to divert his son's attention outside the mansion because he had a thousand thoughts in his mind. He didn't want his eldest son to cause trouble in the mansion.

Chu Mochen is increasingly able to empathize with the emperors in history who disliked the crown princes they personally appointed. He now also feels a sense of unease.

Chu Yunxuan, always focused on the key points, asked, "Does Father still have a spot available for admission to Zhi Ren Academy?"

Chu Mochen shrugged nonchalantly, "I don't have any, but if you want to go, you can have your mother go back to the Princess's residence and plead with her."

As soon as Chu Mochen finished speaking, Chu Yunxuan refused cleanly and decisively, "My son doesn't want to go."

Chu Mochen tapped the ground with his sword, his tone stern, "So you're just going to loaf around like this? You're the heir of the Marquis's mansion, and you'll inherit this title in the future. You can't do it without some ability."

"The eldest prince is about to be made crown prince. Will the emperor still arrange for the crown prince to study? If the crown prince is allowed to enter the court directly, then we, the companions, will of course not need to enter the palace and will have to find our own future."

If the Crown Prince still wants to study, then we, his companions, will still have to go to the palace.

If my son doesn't need to go to the palace, he can go to the clan school for a few years and then find a job.

Anyway, my son will still have a title in the future!

When Chu Yunxuan said these words, his whole being exuded the aura of a spoiled brat.

Just moments ago, Chu Mochen felt a sense of invincibility, but now, this unfilial son's anger caused him heartache.

"The title of Marquis Wenxuan is passed down through three generations. You're still able to have a marquisate in your generation, but it's uncertain for your next generation. Don't you want to ensure your son gets a title that won't be downgraded?"

Chu Yunxuan was determined to infuriate Chu Mochen, saying, "Why don't you just earn one for your grandson!"

Chu Mochen thought Chu Yunxuan was an utterly unreasonable brat. "A doting mother spoils her son. It's all your mother's fault for spoiling you."

Chu Yunxuan's face was full of sarcasm. "Hmm, how novel! It's as if I only have a mother. I wonder where my father, who pretends not to exist, is? Leaving my mother to raise the children all by herself."

Which boy in any household isn't taught by his father?

Even though Chu Mochen knew that Chu Yunxuan was a rebellious brat, he was still furious to hear Chu Yunxuan's blunt accusations. "Are you blaming your father?"

"Otherwise what! You've been back for so long, have you thought to go to Zhi Ren Academy to see your beloved second son? How long has it been since you last saw your second brother? Do you even remember what your second son looks like?"

Chu Yunxuan's words, one after another, pierced Chu Mochen's heart with every sentence.

Chu Mochen... "I can't be bothered with you."

Chu Mochen left quickly after saying this, afraid that if his eldest son continued, even more of his secrets would be revealed.

Chu Yunxuan watched Chu Mochen run away after failing to win an argument, and sneered, his expression completely indifferent.

Chu Mochen hurriedly left Chu Yunxuan's courtyard. He stood outside the courtyard for a while before turning around and heading towards Lin Yanran's main courtyard.

Chu Mochen planned to ask when Chu Yunheng would be back from his vacation, as he hadn't seen his son for almost a year.

Chu Mochen pondered to himself, wondering if his second son was still close to him. The more he thought about it, the faster he walked.

He only has two legitimate sons. If neither of them is close to him, just thinking about it is distressing.