Chapter 1882: Chapter 1482: The Mo Family’s Young Uncle
Mo ZiYun deliberately belittled Bai Xiaosheng in front of his grandfather, with the real intention of casting a shadow over his cousin Mo Ziyue in front of Old Mr. Mo.
However, his words accidentally affected Old Mr. Mo negatively too.
The more Old Mr. Mo listened, the more uncomfortable he felt. He had just regarded the three characters handwritten by Bai Xiaosheng as a treasure, having copied them two or three dozen tis, yet still felt inferior.
If Bai Xiaosheng is considered uneducated, then what does that make him?
Mo ZiYun didn’t notice the old man’s face darkening, and he continued talking.
“A guest is still a guest! Zi Yun, how can you judge people by their appearance? Have you forgotten my teachings to you? Judging soone recklessly is not the spirit of our Mo Family!” Old Mr. Mo tapped the table heavily with two fingers, scolding in dismay.
Mo ZiYun stopped talking, visibly confused as he realized the elderly man seed angry.
He then hurriedly said, “Grandfather, don’t be upset. I’m not just judging based on appearance. My cousin, he, he…”
“What’s wrong with him?” The Mo Family Patriarch asked with a frown.
Although Mo ZiYun was currently a key figure in nurturing the Mo Family and might even beco the next Family Head, Old Mr. Mo indeed wasn’t too fond of this grandson.
Mo ZiYun had slightly less aptitude than Mo Ziyue, but not by much. Yet, his mind wasn’t entirely focused on dicine and he wasn’t as honest as Mo Ziyue.
“My cousin Mo Ziyue brought this person ho as a guest and at our doorstep, pointed at , and in front of our servants, he dared to say that young man was proficient in traditional Chinese dicine and had higher expertise than ! Now tell , what is this about?”
Mo ZiYun expressed his anger, “I was taught by you yourself. Even if I haven’t inherited all of the Mo Family’s true teachings, surely I’ve grasped seven or eight parts, right.”
“That young fellow looks way younger than , how could his dical skills surpass … the Mo Family!”
“Even if taking a big step back, that person is talented, but shouldn’t my cousin belittle like that at the gate, in front of so many servants. Isn’t that, isn’t it disparaging his own family! Moreover, at that ti I was escorting an important guest of our family!”
“Imagine if outsiders heard this, wouldn’t they spread the word that the Mo Family mbers are not united! It would be such a disgrace to our Mo Family’s reputation!”
Mo ZiYun indeed spared no effort in casting doubts on Mo Ziyue.
He knew the old man least wanted to hear phrases like “Mo Family’s dical skills are inferior”, “Mo Family mbers are not united”, “damaging the Mo Family’s reputation”, and so he focused on these topics.
The Mo Family Patriarch furrowed his brows, his gaze intense.
Seeing this, Mo ZiYun felt secretly pleased.
As long as the seeds of doubt were sown, even if he targets Mo Ziyue or does sothing to the person Mo Ziyue brought, the old man probably wouldn’t mind. With the old man’s ’emotional bias’ towards him, he could proceed easily!
Mo ZiYun assud his plan was successful, but he didn’t realize that the Mo Family Patriarch was actually shocked inside.
Could it be that the young man not only excelled in calligraphy but also in dicine?
Mo Ziyue, this child, never speaks without basis!
If he says so, then… could it be true?!
The image of Bai Xiaosheng’s face, gentle, restrained, humble, and calm, with deep eyes like a well, surfaced again in Old Mr. Mo’s mind. Hidden depths indeed!
Moreover, Mo ZiYun claiming that Mo Ziyue publicly belittled him in front of an outsider seed unbelievable to the old man.
Mo Ziyue simply isn’t that kind of person!
Mo ZiYun’s words were not entirely true!
“You’re saying this, is there sothing on your mind?” The Mo Family Patriarch, knowing all too well, remained calm and raised his eyes to Mo ZiYun.
Mo ZiYun imdiately put on a smile, “Grandfather, what do you an? What could I be thinking… if there is anything, it’s for the protection of our Mo Family, right!”
The Mo Family Patriarch raised his hand imdiately, stopping Mo ZiYun from continuing, and said aningfully, “I understand. No need to continue.”
This attitude gave Mo ZiYun the impression of permission to act, so he was secretly happy.
“Then I…”
“You can leave now. Let have so peace.” The Mo Family Patriarch waved him off.
Mo ZiYun said no more, stood up, and left respectfully. Once out of the “Tranquil Heart House,” he was invigorated and animated.
For him, it seed anything he planned next had already been approved by his grandfather!
The Mo Family Patriarch glanced at Mo ZiYun’s departing figure, then picked up the paper written by Bai Xiaosheng on the table and studied it for a while.
“Haha, without hesitation… I didn’t expect you to have considerable skill in traditional Chinese dicine. This… I must see for myself!” The old man was intrigued.
As for Mo ZiYun, that little rascal has been getting a bit too cocky these past years, it’s ti to find an opportunity to knock him down a peg…
Mo ZiYun walked cheerfully as he left “Tranquil Heart House”, suddenly noticing soone approaching.
The person, looking only seven or eight years older than Mo ZiYun, had prematurely gray hair, likely from stress and ntal exertion. He had well-grood short beard, wore a stylish trench coat exuding the image of a trendy middle-aged man.
Mo ZiYun was montarily surprised, his gaze becoming aningful, and he greeted the other with a smile.
“Ah, Zi Yun.” The man greeted him first.
“Uncle Chengju.” Mo ZiYun responded with a smile as well.
Mo Ziyue had ntioned that in the family, two people were the least favored, himself being one, and the other was his little uncle.
Which was the person before him, Mo Chengju.
The Mo Family Patriarch, real na Mo Haichuan, had four sons: Mo Chengfang, Mo Chengyuan, Mo Chenggui, and Mo Chengju.
The youngest son ca late and was only a few years older than the oldest grandson, receiving the most indulgence.
In truth, even the nas of his sons reflected the old man’s traditional mindset, yet he overlooked the similarity between the sounds of “Mo” and “Mo”…
The old man doted on his youngest son, leading to rebellion during his upbringing. He was the first to abandon family teachings and pursue a career as a western doctor, now a manager at a western pharmaceutical company.
“It’s rare today. My father and the two uncles are still out, you’re the first one back.” Mo ZiYun jested, “You’re going to see my grandfather? I should warn you, grandpa is in a bad mood because Mo Ziyue brought so uncouth people ho as guests. If he sees you, his mood might worsen, and he might say sothing unpleasant. Prepare yourself! But since you’ve managed to reach such a high position in a large company, with a demanding boss above, so scolding is nothing. Right, dear uncle.”
Saying this, Mo ZiYun smiled on the surface, without showing overt glee at another’s misfortune, but enough to be irritating.
Mo Chengju had an excellent relationship with Mo Ziyue, with the uncle-nephew pair acting as brothers, leading to Mo ZiYun having no fondness for Mo Chengju.
Earlier in the year, Mo ZiYun hoped to secure an agency right for a drug, which was produced by Mo Chengju’s company. Relying on their uncle-nephew relationship, he made promises, only for Mo Chengju to firmly refuse, causing Mo ZiYun to be mocked and embarrassed.
Thus, the relationship with this little uncle was rather strained.
“I know Mo Ziyue brought friends ho.” Mo Chengju, smoking a cigarette, nodded slightly and glanced at Mo ZiYun, “I heard you were mocked at the entrance, it must have felt bad.”
Mo ZiYun’s face changed abruptly.
Has this matter already spread?!
“Just don’t make trouble for upon returning,” Mo Chengju brushed past Mo ZiYun, “Making things difficult for people is sothing I’m better at than you are. Feeling frustrated now, are you, my nephew? In terms of sparring, rember, your uncle will always be your uncle!”
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