Chapter 309: Bastard of the Marquisate (9)

After knowing that his sickly elder brother was a tough guy, Ji Changze decisively gave up his original plan of "passing the imperial examination, getting promoted, getting a raise and reaching the pinnacle of life".

Since there was an easier and simpler way to go, why should he work so hard?

After spreading the rumors, Ji Changze bought a bunch of medical books on his way back. After he went back, he locked himself in the room and read through them, and then stuffed them all under the bed.

Before lying on the bed and falling asleep comfortably, he also thought about Master Ji.

According to Zhou Raoling's combat effectiveness, this matter will probably spread throughout the capital in less than three days.

I'm really looking forward to it.

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For some reason, Master Ji always feels that his colleagues in the court look at him strangely recently.

When the court was dismissed today, a colleague who was relatively familiar with him came over and said in a complicated voice: "The annual exam is coming soon. If you want to do well in the exam, I have a lot of books to lend you."

Master Ji, who always passed with low scores, said: "...No need. I am not interested in the annual exam ranking."

The colleague looked at him with a more complicated look: "In that case, then forget it."

After saying that, the colleague turned and left.

I don't know if it was Master Ji's illusion, but he always felt that the other party seemed to look down on him.

How could it be possible? He is the legitimate son of the Marquis's Mansion and will inherit the title in the future. Whether he does well in the annual exam or not will not hinder him.

Master Ji quickly put aside his colleague's abnormality and thought about who to find in the brothel this time.

The old man thought that he could control him without giving him money. It was a dream. He had a lot of friends. Even if he didn't pay, there were still many people willing to pay for him.

With this in mind, Master Ji wandered to the brothel he often visited, where his friends were indeed drinking and having fun.

Master Ji smiled, but before he could say hello, his "friends" saw him and their faces changed.

"Yuan Lu, are you here to drink at the brothel?"

Master Ji was a little confused, and sat down next to them under their stiff gaze: "I came to find you, what fun do you have today?"

The friend closest to him stood up immediately: "I suddenly remembered that something happened at home, so I left first."

As soon as he said that, the rest of the people also stood up and said goodbye, as if they were avoiding Master Ji like a flood or a beast.

Master Ji looked confused: "No, wait, don't leave."

Everyone has left, who will pay for him? ?

He quickly locked onto a friend who was a little slower and only had time to stand up and had not yet successfully run out.

"What's wrong with them? Why do they all look like they don't want to deal with me?"

The friend looked embarrassed: "Didn't you hear the rumors outside?"

Master Ji: "?"

It's normal that he didn't hear it. Who would spread the rumors to the real owner?

"People outside are saying that you are mediocre and jealous of your own son. All your sons who are promising will be scolded. Your eldest son is talented but weak, but you threw away the medicine, causing him to be seriously ill. Now your reputation outside is already a bad street."

"Although we don't care about these, if our family knows that we are in contact with you, there will definitely be a fuss. Yuan Lu, don't blame us. You know, we are out to play, so let's go our separate ways. I'm leaving, don't chase me."

The "friend" ran away as fast as a dog.

Master Ji's blood seemed to have solidified, and he stood there stiffly for a long time without coming back to his senses.

How is it possible?

How did they know?

He clearly didn't tell anyone.

Yes, Master Ji was indeed jealous of his child.

Of course, he wasn't jealous of Ji Changze.

He was jealous of Ji Changyan, or to be more precise, he was even a little afraid of Ji Changyan.

It wasn't obvious before the age of five. Ji Changyan was like a little kid at that time, eating and drinking well, practicing calligraphy, and memorizing.

Later, he protected the concubine who plotted to murder Ji Changyan, and had a big quarrel with Madam Ji. When the quarrel got angry, he slapped the other person in the face.

At that time, Ji Changyan was lying on the hospital bed, and he saw everything.

From then on, Ji Changyan's eyes changed when he looked at him. He was no longer a child's admiration for his father, and his eyes were no longer innocent.

Obviously, Ji Changyan was just a child, but inexplicably, Master Ji was a little afraid of him.

Later, Ji Changyan grew up slowly. He was praised for his amazing talent since he was a child. He was even more amazing when he went to the Imperial College. He passed all the way to the final palace examination. It was not that he was not selected, but before the selection began, he fainted due to illness and had to give up.

Everyone knows that if Ji Changyan had not had to go home to recuperate due to health reasons, he would have been able to create a world for himself after entering the court with his connections and talents.

At that time, there was already a trend in the mansion that Ji Changyan was the one who was in charge.

After that, he fell ill and stayed in bed for many years. He could no longer speak to him, his father, in a calm and gentle voice as before, and said things that could not be refused. Master Ji was relieved.

Slowly, he found that Ji Changyan seemed unable to get better, and Master Ji lost his fear in his heart. He gradually trembled and even dared to break into Ji Changyan's room to scold him.

It must be said that when Master Ji saw that the eldest son who had always been calm in front of him was pale and bedridden, and even his pen-holding hand was shaking weakly, his heart was refreshed.

So what if you are better than me, and you are better than your father.

You still have to end up like this.

But these thoughts have always been the deepest secret in his heart. A father is jealous of his son. If it gets out, how can he still have the face to live? Master Ji has never told anyone.

But why.

Why did such a rumor suddenly appear?

How did they know? ?

Master Ji was panicked for a while, and then felt cold. He almost immediately locked onto Ji Changyan.

This son is too smart. It must be him. He is taking revenge for his farce.

His brain was hot, his face was gloomy, and he went back to the mansion as heavy as water, and went straight to Ji Changyan's room.

Ji Changze happened to be there, playing chess with his eldest brother.

The servants in the room were doing their work quietly. When they saw him, they immediately showed vigilance on their faces, as if they were afraid that he would hit someone.

Master Ji ignored all this and directly ignored Ji Changze who was standing by. He asked his eldest son coldly:

"Ji Changyan, are you the one who spread the rumors outside?"

Ji Changyan looked pale and weak. He looked up and saw his father's angry look. Surprise flashed in his eyes. Then he thought of something and smiled slowly.

"I thought it was just people talking nonsense outside, but now seeing your father's look, it seems to be true."

"As a father, you are actually jealous of your son. It's really a strange story."

Ji Changze nodded beside him: "Yes, yes, father, you are so old, how can you be so shameless."

Master Ji might still be a little cautious about his eldest son, but it was different for this bastard who he had never paid much attention to.

When he saw the timidity on Ji Changze's face, he immediately recalled that it was this guy who pretended to be innocent to fool his father and beat him.

New and old hatreds surged up in his heart. Master Ji pointed at Ji Changze and scolded: "I'm talking to your brother, why are you butting in!"

Ji Changze's face immediately showed some fear, and he leaned towards his elder brother: "Big brother..."

Ji Changyan stretched out his pale hand with visible veins, patted his brother comfortingly, raised his eyes and looked at Master Ji coldly: "Why should father bother with a child?"

"Child?"

Master Ji almost laughed out of anger.

The hand pointing at Ji Changze was shaking with anger: "What kind of child is he?? He just mocked his father, didn't you hear it?"

Even though Master Ji's face looked like he wanted to fight, Ji Changyan still looked indifferent:

"He just told the truth."

"You rebellious son!!!"

Master Ji wanted to fight, but when he raised his hand and saw the cold expression on Ji Changyan's face, he was inexplicably scared again.

In his mind, he recalled that when one of his concubines relied on his support and pushed the lady, almost making her fall down the stairs.

If it weren't for the loyal servants around Madam Ji who stepped in front of her, it's possible that Madam Ji would have fallen to her death on such a high step.

At that time, although Master Ji also felt that the concubine was outrageous, he was doting on her and Madam Ji was unharmed, so he wanted to make a big deal out of a small matter.

As a result, Ji Changze, who was not seriously ill yet, led people to break into the concubine's yard, pressed her on the bench in the middle of the yard, and sat next to her, watching the servants beat her with a stick.

When Master Ji got the news and rushed over, the concubine had been beaten to a bloody mess, but Ji Changyan, who was called a bright and handsome man by outsiders, was reading a book in one hand, as if he didn't see the bleak scene in front of him.

Seeing him coming, Ji Changyan put down the book, held his hand, and forced his palm to press on the concubine's bloody back, regardless of his fear and trembling, and said with a smile:

"Father, look, if the beauty you like is skinned, the exposed bones will not look good."

That scene became Master Ji's long-lasting nightmare. It was not until Ji Changyan fell ill that he slowly started to tremble again.

And now, looking at the eldest son in front of him with a faint expression, Master Ji's hair stood on end.

It seemed that the nightmare had come back again.

It was impossible, Ji Changyan was going to die.

He would never get better again.

Although he comforted himself in this way, the fear in Master Ji's heart did not diminish at all.

He put his hand down slowly with stiffness, and found an excuse for himself to save face: "You are weak, I won't bother with you."

Ji Changyan laughed, as if laughing at his father's bravado:

"I know that Changze is soft-hearted and soft-hearted. Father thinks he is easy to control, but he was raised by his mother. Father should also consider his mother's face and stop bullying this child."

Master Ji just recovered from his shock and was stunned when he heard this: "I bully him?? He designed to humiliate me!"

Ji Changyan laughed again, obviously not believing it.

"The news that my father is jealous of Changze's talent has spread throughout the capital. Now in front of his son, there is no need to pretend anymore."

Master Ji: "..."

"Me?? Those rumors say that I am jealous of this kid??"

He looked at Ji Changze who was leaning against his eldest son in disbelief.

Ji Changze seemed to be very scared, shrank back, and whispered: "Father, I didn't say it, it was, they guessed it themselves..."

Master Ji: "???"

Master Ji: "..."

"I didn't, I really didn't, how could I be jealous of him, a useless person who has accomplished nothing?"

Ji Changze said timidly: "Father, haven't you accomplished nothing yourself?"

Master Ji: "..."

He couldn't refute it.

But, he was obviously jealous of Ji Changyan.

Who cares about Ji Changze? ? ?

Ji Changze is such a loser, how could others believe him? ?

Master Ji felt wronged and had nowhere to vent. He looked around, but saw that everyone in the room looked at him with a bit of disgust.

As a father, he was jealous of his own son, and for this reason, he didn't allow him to make progress.

This is simply the most incredible and explosive gossip this year.

Master Ji: "..."

"I'm not jealous of Ji Changze. You won't really believe this nonsense, right?"

He looked at Ji Changyan again: "Changyan, Changyan, you believe it too?? You believe him?"

Ji Changyan turned around, touched his brother's head, and said gently: "Changze is simple and kind, and his credit is more than a thousand times better than your father's. Why can't I trust him?"

Ji Changze also nodded: "Thank you brother for speaking up for Changze."

Master Ji: "..."

Ji Changyan: "Okay, what are you all standing there for? The master is drunk and unconscious. Please go out."

The servants who were serving next to him received the order and immediately stepped forward to hold down Master Ji: "Master, please be careful."

Master Ji was indeed very careful, because this group of servants directly lifted him up, and his feet could only hang in the air, and he couldn't struggle.

Waiting for them to go out, Ji Changze, who deliberately pretended to be angry with Master Ji, immediately lost his timidity on his face and laughed instead.

"Father must be very angry."

Ji Changyan made a move without changing his expression: "Let him be angry. It is only fair that he should taste all the things he has put on mother for so many years."

He looked at his half-brother who was smiling brightly because he had angered his father, and a trace of regret flashed through his heart.

If it were possible, he would rather be an old tree that sheltered his mother and brother from the wind and rain, and protect their peace for the rest of their lives.

Instead of being like this now, he can only watch his thirteen-year-old younger brother lose his spoiled wantonness and have to force himself to grow up like he did in the past.

The mother only has two children.

Privately, Ji Changyan still wants Changze to grow up slowly without worries.

It can be regarded as comforting his mother, and it can also be regarded as making up for his childhood regrets.

It's a pity that he doesn't have much time left, and he can only say sorry to this brother.

Outside the courtyard, Master Ji was still shouting stubbornly.

The servants hurriedly grabbed him and ran out: "Master, you are drunk, and the eldest brother is weak, please don't make trouble in his room."

"Master, don't you like to go to Aunt Hu recently? Can we take you there?"

"Quick, quick, go and make the sobering soup."

Being held down by a crowd, Master Ji was still struggling strongly.

Being slandered and jealous of Ji Changze's son who had no talent and no ability, Master Ji was so frustrated that he spit out blood.

Unfortunately, two fists can't beat four legs. After struggling twice, Master Ji was held down. He was almost a salted fish and was taken to Aunt Hu's yard.

Aunt Hu came out after hearing the noise and was stunned by the scene: "What happened to the master?"

The servants serving Ji Changyan were very serious and had no intention of saving face for Master Ji:

"Maybe he drank too much because he heard that everyone in Beijing knew that the master was jealous of the ninth brother and punished him."

Master Ji, who was lying dead, suddenly revived after hearing this.

The shrill, desperate and angry howl sounded in the mansion, startling several innocent birds:

"I didn't! I really didn't!!!!!" , Lily Free Fastest Update No Anti-theft No Anti-theft.