The weak scholar in the end of ancient times

Chapter 127 A Gentleman Sees Opportunity
Young Master Zhuo hurriedly sent someone to ask for leave. He wouldn't be on duty today; he had to stay with the old man.

I'm not at ease!
The old man was overly excited.

Did you take some kind of magic pill to finally pull through?

Why didn't acupuncture and medicine work this well before?
Surely it's not that reviewing the past brought some kind of magic potion?

Or perhaps, this "miracle drug" is actually some kind of stimulant?

This startled the old man so much that he "sat up in shock from his deathbed."
Young Master Zhuo was filled with doubt and unease. The servants in the mansion who were close to the old master remained silent when asked.

This strange group behavior, like the calm before the storm, made Young Master Zhuo extremely panicked.

He didn't dare to stop the old man, so he could only seize an opportunity to pull over one of the old man's attendants and ask him questions.

This attendant was the old man's page in his youth, an absolute confidant, and knew quite a lot.

"What's going on? What happened to the old man's constant talk about the way of the gentleman? Why did he suddenly become impulsive?" Young Master Zhuo asked urgently in a low voice.

The attendant whispered a hint: "A wise man knows when to yield!"

Young Master Zhuo took a deep breath.

Act according to circumstances, without waiting until the end of the day.

If you seize the opportunity, just go for it! If you want to fight, then fight! Why do you need to change the date?
—Is that what you mean?

They're up to no good!

Seeing that the old man had already stepped out the door with his men, Young Master Zhuo quickly followed.

Panic!

I know you've been through a shock, and it might have made you a little agitated, but please don't act impulsively! Don't get any more agitated!
You're still a patient!

Patients should pay attention to their emotions!
"Father, calm down! Control yourself! Cough, aren't you tired? Why don't we take a carriage..."

The old man raised his hand: "Get out of my way! Don't get in my way!"
Young Master Zhuo, who had been pushed aside, felt the force he had just experienced.

"...They are quite strong."

The old man seems to be in good condition, but we still need to be cautious.

Young Master Zhuo couldn't stop them, so he could only continue following.

Filled with worry, he quickly analyzed the whole story of this change in his mind.

It must be related to reviewing the past; the two of them secretly reached some kind of consensus.

Who are you two trying to mess with?!
Young Master Zhuo suddenly remembered that someone had tried to criticize Wen Gu recently.

The He family?

Is this another clash with the He family?

Back when the world was peaceful, in the capital, Old Master Zhuo didn't think much of the He family, and the two families never had a good relationship.

But times have changed. Surely we can't just come knocking on your door like this?
We no longer have any conflicts with the He family.

Young Master Zhuo had his suspicions, but he didn't ask.

Knowing the old man as he did, even if he acted impulsively, he wouldn't do something without a solid foundation. The timing he chose…

He observed the pedestrians and looked for any suspicious targets on the road ahead.

When Old Master Zhuo led his men out, they did not ride horses or take carriages, but walked forward.

Anyone who recognizes him on the street will turn their head at least once.

His eyes were full of shock.

This……

Is Zhuo Xiang still alive?
They can even get up and walk now?!

I've been out of the public eye for so long, I almost forgot about him. There were rumors he was on his last legs, how did he pull through?
……

On the main road leading to the Zhao residence, a sedan chair carried by four men was steadily placed in the middle.

The pallbearers and guards lined up, blocking most of the road.

By this time, those on duty had already passed. Other passersby, seeing this, dared not offend them and could only slip by, silently grumbling in their hearts while also harboring a bit of curiosity to watch the spectacle.

The festivities of the dignitaries were not to be observed up close, so those who were not in a hurry slowed down once they reached a safe distance and peered curiously in that direction.

"Who is this distinguished guest?"

Without even looking at the sedan chair bearers and guards around, just by looking at the style and materials of the sedan chair, one can tell that it must be the procession of someone of noble status.

A bystander recognized it and affirmed, "It's Master He's sedan chair!"

These street urchins who frequent the neighborhood are masters at recognizing people and cars.

In other words, you can accurately match a car model with its license plate just by looking at it.

Those nearby, upon hearing that it was Master He, were well-informed and their eyes met in a quick exchange.

"That person is probably going to the Zhao residence around this time too, right?" someone pointed in the direction of Jingxingfang. A buzz of discussion gradually arose around them, and more and more people began to pay attention to the situation.

However, the people blocking the road remained remarkably calm.

Sitting in the sedan chair, Master He's eyes were slightly closed as he casually played with the exquisite gold sachet.

It was no secret that Wen Gu would visit the Zhao residence every few days, with roughly the same timing.

So, normally, it won't be long before the carriage carrying Wen Gu passes by. Unless someone intentionally avoids it and finds an excuse to postpone the visit.

That's fine too. Everyone in Xinzhou will know that Wen Gu has shown weakness!
At that point, they can spread rumors and achieve their goal.

He really wanted to gain fame by stepping on his past mistakes.

In this age of information stagnation, reputation is very useful.

Just like how Zhao Laoda valued reviewing the past, he first used newspapers to promote his fame.

One's background and reputation are both related to one's future and the current situation!

In the past, commoners who wanted to enter officialdom could only do so through the imperial examinations. However, the powerful and wealthy had more than one way to secure positions for their family members.

Furthermore, there is a great deal of room for maneuver in deciding what position to seek and what achievements to make.

With the right family connections, even a good-for-nothing can be packaged as a talent.

In these chaotic times, many methods are ineffective, so after much deliberation, he chose to focus on revisiting the past.

From the perspective of the overall situation in Xinzhou, this is a trivial matter. Afterwards, he can go to Boss Zhao to apologize and say that he was just instigated and couldn't help himself.

Compared to the overall situation, this level of concern is not worth the Zhao family taking seriously.

Master He recalled.

Previously, during two attempts to probe Jingxingfang, Wen Gu found that the only people around him who had contributed were two street thugs.

The He family received neither a warning from the Zhao family nor any powerful figure intervened on their behalf.

"That kid isn't popular."

In this city of Xinzhou, there are many people who want to see Wen Gu make a fool of himself.

He has been keeping a close eye on the city's developments these past two days, in case the situation changes. He remains cautious about this matter.

Indeed, no one of any significant status stepped forward, but some unrelated rumors did reach my ears. I heard that the Zhuo family was completely silent; it seemed that their old rival was about to be killed.

Mr. He's lips curved into a smile.

After much analysis, I've come to the conclusion: the advantage lies with me!

At this moment, standing at the very front of the group was a man who was Master He's number one lackey.

His demeanor carried a mix of nonchalance, arrogance, and a sinister, malicious air of anticipation for a good show to unfold.

As the sun rose higher, the atmosphere among the passersby and onlookers became subtly restless.

The He family's attendants pricked up their ears and listened.

Although the group of people not far away were speaking in hushed tones and he could not hear them clearly, his rich experience allowed him to deduce that someone in the crowd was placing a bet!
Sigh, if it were possible, I'd like to place a bet, wager my entire fortune, just gamble...

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly saw a figure in front of me.

After all, he was a close attendant of Master He. He had frequented many high-end occasions when he was in the capital, and he could recognize those noble people of high status.

That's why I was so shocked!

At that moment, his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

The figure approaching from the front was neither tall nor strong, nor young. At first glance, he also appeared noticeably sickly thin.

Even from a great distance, the gaze directed at them was still terrifyingly sharp!
As the person in front approached step by step, even He's family members could no longer maintain their normal expressions, and as if they were in a state of shock, they retreated step by step.

He quickly stepped back to the sedan chair, leaned close, and whispered to the person inside, "Master...Master! How about...we call it a day?"

He spoke a short sentence, stuttering and trembling.

Inside the sedan chair.

Master He opened his eyes.

His trusted confidants had followed him for years, and he knew exactly what kind of nonsense they were going to spout the moment they uttered a word.

At this moment, Master He scoffed.

"Look at you, acting like a coward. Who's out there? You've scared you so much..."

Master He lifted the sedan curtain and looked over.

Their gazes froze instantly.

Holy crap! This is unbelievable!!

(End of this chapter)