kvmb Chapter 283 Sorrow
Chapter 283 Sorrow
"In ancient China, there was a great monarch named Zhu Di. The most criticized thing about his life was that he came to power illegitimately - of course, you may not know what this word means." Duan Hongji's tone was flat, and there was no ups and downs. "In other words, he rebelled. He took the throne from his nephew."
"Why are you telling me all this?" Theodore's expression was no longer as frivolous as before, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.
"After Zhu Di entered the imperial city, his nephew, the original emperor, disappeared." Duan Hongji reached out and moved the teacup in front of him. It was late at night and the tea had gone cold. "Some say he became a monk and wandered around, while others say he burned himself to death. Theodore, do you want to guess how this nephew died?"
Theodore frowned slightly: "Does it matter how he died? You said Judy was great-"
Theodore's expression froze.
That kind of nonchalance and calmness finally cracked. Zhao Ruoming looked at Theodore's expression and gloated, "It seems that you have figured it out."
If the real power has been seized by someone, does it matter whether old Mansfield's death is real or fake?
Duan Hongji glanced at Theodore calmly and sighed softly: "I have managed Duan's for so many years, and I have only one thing I have learned - that is, you can't be a boss just because you want to. Only when others recognize you as the boss, you are the boss. If others don't recognize you as the boss, you are just a brick."
Power is not something that those in a higher position are born with; on the contrary, it is something that those below them offer up.
Theodore had too many brothers and too many competitors. Moreover, as the youngest son, the power of the family had already been divided when he was born. The only resource Theodore could compete for was the insignificant favor of old Mansfield. Since he was the youngest son who posed no threat, and because of old Mansfield's preference, the brothers in the family would give way to this kid a little for the sake of their father.
Over time, this naturally left a wrong impression on Theodore's mind. He subconsciously believed that only by getting the approval of old Mansfield could he get the position of heir to the Mansfield family.
From the perspective of his growth environment, this is understandable. After all, there were countless "young children" in ancient China who fell into this blind spot. But from the perspective of Zhao Ruoming, an observer, this fake death plan smelled bad and tasted even worse, comparable to the magical operation of the transport captain's micro-manipulation!
Old Mansfield was already dead in a social sense, and his death was infamous and earth-shattering. As a symbol of the Mansfield family's power, the old man had fallen completely. What Theodore's brothers were desperately fighting for was an opportunity to become the new symbol of power. As for whether old Mansfield was dead or not, whether he agreed with his sons' fight, and whether he recognized his heirs or not - who cared?
Zhu Di rode a horse to practice his legs in Zhu Yunwen's palace. Was it because his nephew recognized him? When Li Shimin dressed his brothers like candied haws at Xuanwu Gate, did Li Yuan support him with both hands and feet?
Suppose one of Theodore's brothers beat his other brothers to death and climbed to the throne of the family head after going through untold hardships. At this time, old Mansfield came out and said, "You are not the heir I prefer, Theodore is." Guess, will this brother kneel down and admit his mistake, or will he also help his own father to be reincarnated?
Considering Francois's brazen behavior of coming to the Duan family to show off, old Mansfield might have backfired. If Francois was still a filial son (combined with Theodore's statement about him, this possibility is comparable to Britain and France putting aside their prejudices and becoming like a family), old Mansfield would probably follow Li Yuan's old path and become a mascot emperor; if unfortunately, this son was a filial son, then the old man would probably be singing hymns beside Satan now.
If he wants to be decent, let him be decent; if he doesn’t want to be decent, help him be decent.jpg!
Novels are novels. The gap between wild fantasy and cruel reality is comparable to Mount Everest and the Mariana Trench.
In Zhao Ruoming's opinion, Theodore's naive and self-righteous "strategy of driving the tiger to devour the wolf" is more appropriately called "feeding shit to the dog".
Theo was silent for a long time, and the expression on his face was comparable to the first time he saw Fu Dongshu take off his pants.
It was late at night. Zhao Ruoming stood up, patted Mr. Theodore, whose worldview had been shattered into powder, and said casually: "François will be here soon. I think you two brothers have a good relationship. You can ask him in person."
Duan Chengfang looked at his father's receding back, then looked at Theodore, who looked miserable. After a long pause, he could only utter one sentence: "My condolences."