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Chapter 113 Do you want to split up?

Zhao Liangsi was so angry at Zhao Qingning's words that his face flushed red. He chased after her and tried to grab her arm. Zhao Jian slammed his hand on the table with a cold face and said, "Enough."

Zhao Liangsi pointed at Zhao Qingning's back unwillingly and said, "Father, look at what she said."

Zhao Jian said coldly, "You are truly shameful. You make such a scene over such a small matter. You don't even look like a scholar anymore."

Zhao Liangsi looked at Zhao Jian in disbelief: "Father, I was taken to the charity cemetery. This is not a small matter. How can you blame me?"

Zhao Jian: "Do you have any evidence? If you don't have any, then you're out of luck. Qing Ning is right. You're such a grown-up, and you come back to complain as soon as something happens. You can either solve it yourself or keep it to yourself if you can't solve it."

Zhao Liangsi knew that Zhao Jian didn't want to care about him anymore, but he was unwilling to accept it, so he looked at Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao didn't want to let the matter go, so she looked at Zhao Liangchen and said in a colder tone, "Liangchen, I can believe that you didn't do this, but you beat Liangsi in the ancestral hall before. Is this true?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jian immediately looked at Zhao Liangchen and asked, "Is this true?"

Zhao Liangchen was rebandaging himself when he heard the question. He didn't stop what he was doing or raise his head. He answered very straightforwardly, "Yes."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jian erupted in anger like a volcano. "You bastard! The ancestral hall is such a sacred place! How dare you start a fight in front of our ancestors? And the one you hit is your own brother! Do you want all our ancestors to know that you two are at odds?"

Zhao Liangchen did not rush to answer, but bandaged his wound slowly, as if the question had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that he remained silent, Zhao Jian's anger grew like a blazing flame. He raised his hand and tried to pull him away: "Talk to me!"

However, just as his hand was about to touch Zhao Liangchen, Zhao Liangchen had already tied the bandage and stood up straight.

Zhao Jian's hand hit nothing, and Zhao Liangchen was a head taller than him. Because the distance was very close, Zhao Liangchen's gaze at him was like a towering mountain, with a kind of condescending majesty, which made Zhao Jian feel an unprecedented sense of oppression at that moment.

It was not until this moment that Zhao Jian realized that his son had grown up and was no longer the poor guy who could be manipulated by him.

He took two steps back uncomfortably, putting some distance between himself and Zhao Liangchen.

Zhao Liangchen looked at Zhao Jian with a somewhat cold gaze, and his voice was filled with subtle sarcasm: "Father, it was because we were in the ancestral hall that I had to intervene and stop my second brother from speaking wildly.

That day, I was reflecting on my actions in the ancestral hall. My second brother rushed in and said that I was a bastard, a bastard born from my aunt's bed, and that I didn't deserve to live. He wanted to kill me in front of our ancestors.

"Father, I can live a humble life in the mansion, but I cannot admit in front of our ancestors that I am a bastard. If I admit I am a bastard, then what is the father who gave birth to me? What is the point of arranging for my aunt to serve my father's grandmother out of fear that he would lose his life in the battlefield and a loving mother's desire to leave him with an offspring?"

My father and grandmother are still watching in the ancestral hall. If she saw this scene, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to rest in peace in the afterlife.

As a man, if I don’t fight back and keep silent when someone calls me a bastard, then I am not worthy of being a man, nor am I worthy of being a member of the Zhao family.

I know that my existence has become a shame to my father and has made my mother lose face in front of other ladies, so I have been trying hard to climb up for so many years. I want to earn face for my father and let others know that I am not a shame to my father. I want my mother to be able to hold her head up high when she mentions me in front of outsiders.

I can tolerate my second brother beating me and insulting me, but I can't tolerate it if he wants to kill me. If I die, I will feel guilty for my grandmother who has kept me alive for many years, and I will also feel guilty for my aunt who risked her life to give birth to me.

Besides, I didn't do anything cruel. I just wanted my second brother to shut up.

Father, I don't ask for much. I just want to live. I don't need your favoritism. I just ask you to give me a way to live."

This was the first time that Zhao Liangchen behaved so disrespectfully in front of Zhao Jian, but his words were like an extremely sharp blade, stabbing Zhao Jian's heart one after another.

Although Zhao Jian resented Zhao Liangchen's existence, it was he who had promised to leave him a child before he left for war. Although the birth of a bastard son before their marriage had brought shame upon him, no one had dwelled on it or ridiculed it over the years, and Zhao Liangchen had never troubled him. He simply ignored it, using it when necessary, but he absolutely refused to be called a bastard. As Zhao Liangchen had said, it was his bloodline after all. If Zhao Liangchen was a bastard, then what was he?

His heart was beating fast with anger, and he glared at Zhao Liangsi with a gloomy and terrifying look. Zhao Liangsi was startled by his look and quickly denied it excitedly: "Father, he is talking nonsense. I didn't scold him. I just went to the ancestral hall to see him. He said that even if he hit me, my father and mother would not blame him..."

"you shut up!"

Zhao Jian roared, "Do you think I'm a fool? Over the years, haven't you called him a bastard enough? He's a bastard, what am I? If you ever hear that again, I'll kick you out of the house."

Mrs. Zhao was horrified and called out hurriedly, "Master."

Zhao Jian also looked back at Madam Zhao angrily: "You too, the reason he became like this is because of you indoctrinating him. I know that you are ashamed of having a son out of wedlock before marrying you, but it was your family who chose me, not me who begged you to marry me. For so many years, in order to compensate you, I have tolerated everything and never even looked at Liangchen. What else do you want from me?

He's just a bastard, and it won't affect your relationship. What do you want to do to feel balanced? "

He pointed outside and said, "There are other bastards out there. Do you want me to kill them all and you'll be satisfied?"

This was the first time that Zhao Jian spoke harshly to Madam Zhao. For all these years, for his own future, he had always been praising Madam Zhao and had never straightened up in front of her. In fact, he had been holding it in for a long time.

The reason why he defected to King Liang was that he wanted to fight for a good future and bring honor to his family. However, King Liang's recent series of mistakes and his cold treatment and reprimands towards him made him seem like he was about to abandon him. He had long been dissatisfied with this, and now he vented all his dissatisfaction.

Madam Zhao looked at Zhao Jian in disbelief: "Are you blaming me? I've sacrificed so much for you and the entire Zhao family over the years, and you actually blame me?"

Zhao Jian snorted coldly, "For me? For the Zhao family? You know what you're doing this for. Don't act like you've done a lot of good things in front of me. I don't know who you're thinking of."

Mrs. Zhao was shaking with anger, tears streaming down her face: "You..."

Zhao Liangchen was in no mood to watch the couple quarrel, so he stopped them and said, "Father, mother, don't quarrel over your son.

I know that my presence is really annoying to my second brother, so why don't I move out for a while? I won't be a nuisance anymore, and there won't be so many conflicts at home."

Zhao Jian frowned and looked at him: "You want to split up?"