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Yang Pojun was confused, but he still carefully studied the landscape painting scroll.    

"The calligraphy is elegant but the layout is quite meticulous. The details have their own style. Judging from the color and signature, it is at least a masterpiece from the Song and Ming Dynasties. It is a good painting," said Yang Pojun.    

Yang Gongming smiled. "Not bad. To be able to judge the age of this painting from its color and signature, it seems you've already put in a lot of effort."    

"Father wishes for me to be knowledgeable and has never forgotten," Yang Pojun said seriously.    

Yang Gongming nodded, "Yes, you have always listened to me this way. This is also what I am gratified about."    

Yang Pojun felt that it was a bit strange, but he didn't ask.    

"You see that picture of the fisherman on the water?" Yang Gongming asked.    

Yang Pojun looked at the fisherman carefully and said, "This fisherman, is there something special about his drawing style?"    

Yang Gongming didn't answer and instead asked, "Do you know who this fisherman is?"    

Yang Pojun thought about it and said after frowning for a while, "Father, this question is quite mysterious. I'm sorry, but I am unable to answer it."    

"It's you."    

Yang Gongming said lightly.    

"Me?"    

Yang Pojun was stunned on the spot, he couldn't believe what he heard.    

Yang Gongming nodded and sighed. "Pojun, you know that this painting is a fake that I let an old friend copy. It is the real thing, not this one."    

Yang Pojun opened his tiger-like eyes wide, "But father, didn't you just say …"    

"I said, it's good that you can judge based on the color and signature, but I didn't say that your judgement is correct." Yang Gongming smiled.    

Yang Pojun was stunned again. Indeed, Yang Gongming did not say whether he was right or not!    

"Oh Pojun, I said, I am pleased that you can listen to me, but do you know how much I hope for one day, that if you don't listen to me, I will be even more pleased." Yang Gongming patted his son's shoulder earnestly.    

Yang Pojun asked in a daze, "Why?"    

"A son who listens to his father's words is indeed a good son, but he is definitely not an outstanding son.    

If he would only listen to his father, he did not make his choice.    

Since he had been walking on the same path as his father, what was the difference between him and his father? How can it be useful for the future of a family? "    

Yang Gongming said sincerely, "Since you were young, you have always listened to my words, and you are very precocious.    

You have always thought of yourself as the successor of our Yang Family, the eldest son, the eldest grandson, and the only successor.    

In your heart, you want to do the most outstanding, so you must let the people outside see the dignity of our Yang Family. You must set an example and treat everything with strict discipline … "    

Yang Pojun suddenly looked up, "Isn't that right!? Father! Is that the reason why you are unwilling to acknowledge me? "    

"No, that's right." Yang Gongming smiled and said, "Your mistake is that you've placed your life on a fixed path even though you haven't started it yet."    

Yang Pojun listened in a daze and his face turned pale.    

"You never thought of disobeying me. You never thought of my choice as wrong.    

You didn't even wait for me to decide before you sent your flesh and blood, Yang Chen, to the orphanage …    

"In your opinion, Yang Family is a thing that can be abandoned in the interest of the clan."    

"Father!" Yang Pojun gritted his teeth, "Could that matter... If it were you, you would do the same!? "    

Yang Gongming said with a wry smile, "I would do that …"    

"Then why …"    

"But that's wrong!"    

Yang Pojun was stunned.    

Yang Gongming sighed and said, "You have indeed made the same choice as I have. But that doesn't mean you and I are right.    

Do you know, losing my eldest grandson, I have been waking up every night for the past twenty years, having nightmares …    

I kept asking myself, if I didn't abandon Yang Chen back then, would I really be unable to overcome this obstacle?    

If the Yang Family under my control requires the sacrifice of a small newborn baby to be preserved, then what kind of Patriarch am I!? "    

A loud question made Yang Pojun stagger back a step.    

His face alternated between red and white, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions.    

As for Yan Sanniang, who was nearby, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.    

Yang Gongming's voice was hoarse as he laughed bitterly: "Oh, Pojun, you know how I wish that you would be so brave as to run in front of me and say that you must protect that child and make that child appear openly on our Yang Family grimoire …    

Even if I had turned you down, I think I would have put the family in your hands.    

Because, even if you had to sacrifice your own child for the sake of the bigger picture, if you had to put in a lot of effort, it would be completely different from giving up completely.    

If you don't even have the slightest intention to go against the family's law of etiquette, then doesn't that mean that you can only follow the rules and not control the rules? "    

"Dad, I …" Yang Pojun looked disappointed, he didn't know what to say.    

Yang Gongming turned his head and said to the picture scroll, "I said you are the fisherman in this painting because, in your eyes, there is only that fixed river, that mountain range with the shore.    

You wouldn't think that this world would only be a painting, not even a treasure. It would only be a fake.    

I allowed you to be knowledgeable, to broaden your horizons, to not always be obsessed with the identity of the Yang Family people, to not be obsessed with those unnecessary obsession.    

"You, on the other hand, have interpreted my idea as asking you to study those antique calligraphies and paintings — you have neglected my true purpose …"    

Yang Pojun clenched his fists and shivered.    

"Father, could it be that Yang Chen doesn't care about those things? If that's the case, why does he still need to return to Yang Family!"    

Yang Gongming continued, "Yang Chen is different from us …"    

"Where is it different …"    

Yang Gongming laughed, "For Yang Chen, there are no rules or iron laws in this world. In his eyes, even if one painted, the world was just a playground.    

He overlooked this world. In his eyes, those who were enemies with him, he would kill. Those who were good to him, he would spare.    

He will not consider whether this is in accordance with his reputation, whether it is in accordance with his status, and will only follow his own heart and not the rules of this world. "    

Saying that, Yang Gongming pointed at the fisherman on the painting and said: "You, are the fisherman that travels between the mountains and the river. Yang Chen, on the other hand, was like us, standing outside the painting, watching it all from the sidelines.    

"The reason why I didn't give you the position of Patriarch, but was willing to pass it to Yang Chen, is because Yang Chen has already done what we couldn't do …"    

"He just killed randomly! Bloody brutality! Father, you actually dare to make him look down on us from such a high vantage point!? " Yang Pojun asked unwillingly.    

Yang Gongming shook his head and chuckled, "Don't forget, we are soldiers. In the world of soldiers, if it is not friends, then it is the enemy.    

In this world, there was no neutrality. There were only benefits.    

Government politicians can choose to negotiate and renegotiate.    

But we can only kill, and be killed.    

Yang Family does not need a Patriarch who is incompetent. It would only wear down the manhood and waste the time.    

What Yang Family needs is a Patriarch who will brandish a butcher's blade for the clan, so that the blade of the Yang Family will always have the stench of blood … "    

Yang Pojun stared at his father for a long time.    

In the end, a hint of sadness appeared in Yang Pojun's eyes. He bitterly smiled and said, "Father, I still don't want to give up. Even if I don't meet your requirements, that is still something you taught me, right?"    

"That's why I never dared to tell you all this." Yang Gongming said painfully, "It's precisely because I also have to blame myself, that I don't dare to hurt your self-esteem. But now that you have asked so insistently, I must give you a frank answer.    

Pojun, although with your character, you are bound to not be able to become the Patriarch of Yang Family, your father has never looked down on or disliked you. You did not disappoint your mother who left, it was me who disappointed you and your mother … "    

"Mother?" Yang Pojun sneered, "Since I can remember, I have never remembered such a woman. Father, if this is your decision, then I have nothing to say.    

I am a useless son, because I will not reject your choice. But, I also have my own perseverance. At the very least, I will not approve of Yang Chen! "    

After saying that, Yang Pojun turned around and was about to leave the room.    

However, just as he was about to leave, he saw Guo Xuehua standing at the door, looking at him with a confused expression.