The Sovereign Of The Three Realms
Chapter 2: Supportive father, faithful friend
Jiang Chen finally discovered who, why, when, where, and how the entire situation was after some careful facts. He also knew why Jiang Chen had previously died.
“Good! It seemed like this past Jiang Chen had died an unlucky death. Die from farting? This Eastern Kingdom King was quite a character. The Rite of Heavenly Worship? Heh. I, the proud son of the Heavenly Emperor, have experienced many rituals in my time, but I have never heard of obtaining the blessings of heaven through a new bath, new clothes, and some incense. At least there is order under the sky. Those who are kind are rewarded, and those who are not good are punished. Ah, forget it. I have been given this opportunity thanks to this tyrant who killed Jiang Chen. ”
Jiang Chen sighed as he lay in the coffin, feeling many feelings. While he was angry on behalf of the past Jiang Chen, he could not help but secretly be glad that he himself had reincarnated.
Except, he had also clearly heard the conversation between the two. One of them was Jiang Chen's father in the past, or rather, his current father.
Seeing this life father fly into an inspiring rage, ready to explode into a huge rebellion at any moment, warming Jiang Chen's heart. It gave him a sense of deja vu to witness this kind of fatherly love and affection.
“Who would have thought that I would be so lucky to have an unconditionally supportive father in my life then and now. Although this duke of Jiang Han was a pillar of the kingdom, he was willing to rebel in favor of a son who was unjustly killed. He is a brave and honest man.”
Perhaps it was because of the blood ties between this body and Jiang Feng. Whatever it was, Jiang Chen felt very friendly towards Jiang Feng as a father at first glance.
At least he's not a shy and stupid subject.
And of course Jiang Chen would not let the situation get out of control and develop into a rebellion.
While it can be very satisfying to rebel against a master for a noble cause, it is a quick way to die when one considers the big picture. Not to mention Jiang Feng was not at home at the moment.
And even if he, even if he were to gather a million troops, it was futile to think of a duke who was victorious against the entire kingdom.
Jiang Chen was the son of a Heavenly Emperor in his past life and was well-educated. He understood very well the meaning of “those noble morals need not rush to avenge”, and would definitely prevent the father of his current life from committing such foolish acts.
It was true that he was the son of a Heavenly Emperor in his past life.
But in this life, the identity of his past life was just hot air!
If his father Jiang Feng rebelled and the royal family reacted so, how could anyone escape unscathed? Jiang Chen finally took over a new body when he reincarnated, he did not want to be hoarse after he woke up.
Therefore, when he saw that his father was ready to leave a trail of blood at that very instant, Jiang Chen could not resist the urge to give “eurgh” in peace. It was a voice that immediately froze Jiang Feng where he stood.
Jiang Feng had become completely frightened as he stared unblinkingly at the body of Jiang Chen who was lying in a coffin. The fierce anger in his eyes turned into a strong fatherly love in the blink of an eye.
A father's love was like a mountain, and Jiang Feng almost catapulted himself into a tiger-like flying leap as he rushed to grab Jiang Chen's hand. “Chen’er, you ... you are not dead?”
Although his face was the face of a stranger, this fatherly love was so similar to the one he had experienced in his past life that Jiang Chen was no stranger to him.
“Dad, I've dragged you down with me.”
At that moment, Jiang Feng was fully immersed in the excitement of regaining his lost son. Who cares about the flood of great changes that followed his son?
“Omong empty! You are my son, the son of Jiang Feng, how could you drag me down? Everything is so beautiful because you haven't died Chen’er! So what if you fart? The Eastern Lu princess had an incurable disease, as if performing some ritual would cure her? If worshiping heaven will cure all deadly diseases, then what good is doctor?”
“And, the life of his precious daughter is important, but is the life of my son not equally important? Just because he held a ceremony to beg for mercy from heaven meant that my son had to be whipped to death for an accidental fart?”
Jiang Feng did not bother to hide from his son the bitter flames of anger in his stomach. He even dared to call the king of the Eastern Kingdom by his name.
It seemed that this duke of Jiang Han was really angry. Jiang Chen was sure if he really died, Jiang Feng would definitely rebel.
This was a man who was willing to make a hole in the sky for his son.
“Not a bad thing having a father like this.” Jiang Chen's positive impression of this father was increasing.
“Do not fear Chener. Now that you wake up, you will never suffer again as long as I am still breathing in my body. I'll contact the nobles who are friendly with us and petition for Eastern Lu to forgive the random and unreasonable crimes charged against you.”
The desecration of the sacred altar, the destruction of the sacred temple, the blasphemy of the gods, the destroyer of the Heavenly Worship Rite!
If these crimes were not cleared up, they would not cause any trouble for Jiang Chen, even if he returned from the dead.
At the same time, Jiang Chen knew that he could not have evil hanging over his head if he wanted to stay in this Eastern Kingdom in the future.
“Dad, don't rush to clear my name. The Eastern family was really angry at this moment. We can visit him after a few days when his anger has subsided. I've been flogged once, surely he won't forget his dignity as a king and whip me again?” Jiang Chen had many ways to deal with the situation at hand. He was in no hurry as he needed time to get used to this new identity and feel at home in this new body.
Jiang Feng was about to respond when some sounds rang out in his ears. “Chen’er, lying down, someone coming,” he said slowly.
All right, with this coffin as a cover, pretending to be dead is the easiest thing in the world.
“Sister Chen, you died in vain!” The footsteps were far away, but this wailing cry had quite a powerful piercing quality.
The rolling sound of footsteps accompanied this sad howl.
Yeah, rolling.
People who come – well, it would be more appropriate to call that person meatballs. The fleshy figure was almost as wide in all directions, and his body displayed a perfect curve, forming a plump meatball.
The meatball was never ashamed of his body, but instead was proud of him. He once stated that out of all 108 nobles, he was not the bravest and loyal or the most intellectual and strategic, but no one could rob the number one rank for his weight.
It was truly an achievement for one to have such a unique body, but his father had taken it one step further and gave him a very feminine name – Xuan Xuan.
Two young men, about the same age, followed behind the meatballs. Both of them showed expressions of tragic sadness; it was clear that they had come to pay their respects to Jiang Chen.
The meatball came out in front and walked quickly to the side of the coffin. With his body embedded so powerfully, no one else could get close and could only float in the background.
The meatball wiped the tears with one hand and constantly picked things up with the other, throwing them into a brazier that had already burned the banknotes as he did so.
“Brother Chen, this is your favorite illustration version of Worldly Prayer. I was selfish before and refused to lend it to you. Now that you're gone and I've lost a fellow hobbyist, what's the point of this for me? I'm burning this for you so you can read it below if you're bored. Remember, don't be selfish like me. Sharing is caring.”
“Dan, this is a ten thousand silver banknote. You are the one who solved the problem with ten thousand silver the last time I gave up on my impulse and accidentally made the girl .h.a.m.i.l.. My father would immediately beat me to death if he found out, but I never even got a chance to return this money to you .. “
The meatball cried a bucket of tears and snot as he grew heartbroken as he cried. He lay there on the floor, banging on the floor with great sadness after burning the items.
Jiang Chen lay comfortably in the coffin and made no sound. He also wanted to use this opportunity to observe these companions.
Fatty Xuan Xuan was undoubtedly the most loyal and most loyal supporter among all of them.
“Ah brother Chen, I'm fine. However, that old Eastern Lu whipped you to death. I hereby swear that if I, fat, inherit the rank of a Jinshan duke from my parents, I will never send a single soldier or horse to fight for that Eastern family for the rest of my life!”
At this moment the fatty turned around to glare at the people behind him, mocking them, “You are there, are you good friends with brother Chen? Do you see brother Chen as a brother? Come swear in front of his memorial tablet if you do! ”
The strong-looking and reliable young man replied, “Fat, do you think you are the only one who is loyal? That I, the heir to the rank of a Hubing duke, am inferior to you?”
With that, the young man also rushed to the altar and swore, “Brother Chen, I, Hubing Yue, swear that if I inherit the rank of a Hubing duke in the future, I will never send a single soldier or horse to fight for the sake of the kingdom. Eastern family reason for the rest of my life!”
Seeing that both of them had sworn solemnly, that made the rest of the well-dressed young man become a little loose.
“Yang Zong, is brother Chen your brother or not?” The meatballs started to get angry when he saw the fancy-clothed young man hesitating.
“Did you forget that brother Chen was defending you when you were bullied by Yan Yiming, heir to the rank of a duke of Yanmen, after arriving at the capital?”
“And back then when you failed to complete your mission to cultivate spirit level medicinal ingredients, it was brother Chen who used his extra portion to fill the gap for you. Did you know that because he gave you a portion of his portion, the value of his perfection was changed to average? ” The fat man's anger grew as he spoke, until he was almost ready to get up, grabbing the fancy-clothed young man's collar and punching him.
Memories began to appear for Jiang Chen as the fat Xuan spoke. He was able to gradually reconcile the people before him with the people in his memory.
Just as the fat Xuan began to talk to the others, footsteps quickly sounded when the butler of the Jiang family came to the door. “Mr Jiang, His Majesty the King has arrived with another noble to pay respects to the young master.”
“Honor?” Fatty Xuan was furious. “Did he shed crocodile tears? Did he think burning a few sticks of incense would mask the fact that he beat someone to death?”
Fatty Xuan was able to become so brash. After all, Jiang Feng was the duke of the kingdom and could not engage in the same charade. Given that his son did not die, he was also considering how to deal with the consequences.
The life and position of his son must be protected at all costs. This was Jiang Feng's bottom line.
Jiang Feng was quite aware that as a king, Eastern Lu would not feel regret for having killed a noble's son. One must be cold-hearted to rule as king.
What he meant by saluting was undoubtedly a mere trick. An action that, on a deeper level, was to voice Jiang Feng and warn him not to act rashly.
Clearly, Eastern Lu was not afraid of Jiang Feng hating him, or even rebelling. However, as the ruler of the kingdom, he did not want such a thing to happen.
After all, who knows what other situations might develop if civil unrest begins. And in fact, Jiang Feng had some connections in the Eastern Kingdom.
