Chapter 3: Cousin
"Xiao Heng has truly made something of himself."
Chen Jinhua's tone was complex, envy mixed with bitterness.
What do you mean you didn't have time to tell us? It's clearly favoritism.
Where would the second son get money to support Chen Heng's martial arts training? Wasn't it all from grandfather's pocket?
"If Heng can pass the martial scholar examination," Old Master's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice filled with expectation, "our family's tax burden could be reduced by sixty percent."
Chen Heng puffed out his chest, declaring confidently, "Grandfather, don't worry! I'll study hard, not only to reduce the family's taxes, but in the future when I've saved up silver, I'll bring you to live in the inner city and enjoy prosperity!"
He raised his head, his expression showing a trace of pride.
After all, he was still young, having achieved some success, how could he not be high-spirited?
"Good, good, good!"