Everyone Knows I’m a Good Man

After Ji Changze learned that his sickly eldest brother was a ruthless character, he decisively gave up on his originally planned route of "passing the imperial examination, getting promoted, getting a salary, and reaching the pinnacle of life."

Since there is an easier and simpler way to be lazy, why should he have to work hard on himself?

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

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

According to Zhou Raoling's combat power, it would take no more than three days for this matter to spread throughout the capital.

Really looking forward to it.

***

I don't know why, but Mr. Ji has always felt that his colleagues in the imperial court have looked at him strangely recently.

Today at the end of the court, a colleague who was relatively familiar with me even came over and whispered with a complicated expression: "The annual exam is coming soon. If you want to do well in the exam, I have a lot of books you can borrow." you."

Mr. Ji, who has always had low scores and passed the exam, said: "...No need, I'm not interested in ranking in the annual exam."

His colleagues looked at him with a somewhat complicated look: "That's the case, then that's it."

After saying that, his colleagues turned and left.

I don't know if it was Mr. Ji's misunderstanding, but he always felt that the other party looked down on him.

How is it possible? He is the legitimate son of the Marquis and will inherit the title in the future. Whether he does well or not in the annual examination will not hinder him.

Mr. Ji quickly put his colleagues' abnormality behind him and thought about who he wanted to go to the flower house to play with this time.

The old man thought he could control him without giving him money. It was a good idea. He had a lot of friends. Even if he didn't pay for it, there would still be a lot of people willing to pay for him.

With this idea in mind, Mr. Ji wandered to the flower house where he often went, where his friends were indeed drinking and having fun.

A smile appeared on Mr. Ji's face. Before he could say hello, his "friends" saw him and their expressions changed.

"Yuan Lu, are you here to drink at Hualou?"

Mr. Ji was a little confused and sat next to them under their stiff gazes: "I'm here to find you. What fun can I have today?"

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

As soon as he said that, the rest of the people stood up and left one after another, as if they were avoiding discipline like a savage beast.

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

Everyone is gone, who will pay for him? ?

He quickly locked onto a friend who moved a little slower and only had time to stand up before successfully running 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?"

Mr. Ji: "?"

It's normal that he didn't hear it, who would spread the rumor to the real owner.

"It is said outside that you are jealous of your own children because you are mediocre. Any of your sons who are promising will be reprimanded. Your eldest son is very talented but weak, but you gave him medicine and made him seriously ill. "Chang, your reputation outside is already a bad one."

"Although we don't care about this, if the family knows that we are interacting with you, there will definitely be trouble. Yuanlu, don't blame us. You also understand that we came out to play. Let's get together and relax. I'm leaving, don't Chase me."

"Friends" are like being chased by dogs. They run as fast as they can.

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

How can it be?

How did they know?

He obviously didn't tell anyone.

Yes, Master Ji is indeed jealous of his child.

Of course I'm not jealous of Ji Changze.

He was jealous of Ji Changyan. To be precise, he was even a little afraid of Ji Changyan.

It was not obvious before he was five years old. At that time, Ji Changyan was like a little cub, eating and drinking well, practicing calligraphy and memorizing books.

Later, while protecting the concubine who was plotting to murder Ji Changyan, he had a big quarrel with Mrs. Ji. When the quarrel got heated, he slapped the other person on the face.

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

From then on, the way Ji Changyan looked at him changed. It was no longer the admiration of a child for his father, and the innocence of a child was no longer in his eyes.

Obviously Ji Changyan is just a child, but for some reason, Master Ji is a little afraid of him.

Later, Ji Changyan grew up slowly. He was praised for his amazing talent since he was a child. When he arrived at the Imperial College, he became even more famous. Fainting due to illness, I had no choice but to give up.

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

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

After that, he fell ill and stayed in bed all year round. He could no longer have the calm attitude and gentle words that he, a father, could not refuse. Master Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

Slowly, when he realized that Ji Changyan couldn't get better, Mr. Ji lost his fear and gradually started to shake. He even dared to break into Ji Changyan's room and scold him.

I have to say that Mr. Ji felt happy in his heart when he saw his eldest son, who had always looked calm in front of him, lying in bed with a pale face, and even the hand holding a pen was weak and trembling.

It doesn't matter if you are better than me, it doesn't matter if you are better than me.

It’s not like this is what happened in the end.

But these thoughts have always been the deepest secret in his heart. The father is jealous of his son. If word spreads, how can he have the dignity to be a man? Mr. Ji has never told anyone.

But why.

Why are there such rumors all of a sudden?

How on earth did they know? ?

Mr. Ji panicked for a while and felt cold for a while. He almost immediately focused on Ji Changyan.

This son is too smart, it must be him, and he is taking revenge for his own farce.

His head became hot, his face became gloomy, and he returned home with his face as heavy as water, and went straight to Ji Changyan's house.

It happened that Ji Changze was also there, playing chess with his elder brother.

The servants in the room were working quietly, but when they saw him, their faces immediately showed vigilance, as if they were afraid that he would hit someone.

Mr. Ji didn't care about this, and directly ignored Ji Changze who was standing aside, and asked his eldest son with a cold face:

"Ji Changyan, are you responsible for the rumors outside?"

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

"I originally thought it was people outside talking nonsense, but now that I see my father looking like this, it seems like it's really true."

"It's a strange thing in the world for a father to be jealous of his own son."

Ji Changze nodded next to him: "Yes, yes, father, you are so old, why are you so shameless?"

Mr. Ji may still have some scruples about his eldest son, but it is different for this bastard who has never paid much attention to him.

When he saw the pretended timidity on Ji Changze's face, he immediately recalled that this guy had pretended to be a white lotus to fool his father into beating him.

Old and new hatreds welled up in his heart. Mr. Ji pointed at Ji Changze and scolded: "I'm talking to your brother, why did you get in the way?"

Ji Changze's face immediately showed a hint of fear, and he leaned closer to his eldest brother: "Brother..."

Ji Changyan stretched out his hand that was so pale that the blood vessels were clearly visible, patted his brother comfortingly, raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Ji indifferently: "Why should father care about a child?"

"child?"

Mr. Ji almost lost his temper and laughed.

The hand pointing at Ji Changze was so angry that he was trembling: "What kind of child is he?? Just now he mocked his father, didn't you hear??"

Even though Mr. Ji's face already looked like he wanted to do something, Ji Changyan still looked indifferent:

"He was just telling the truth."

"You traitor!!!"

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

In his mind, he recalled the time when one of his concubines supported him and pushed his wife, almost causing her to fall down the steps.

If the servants around Mrs. Ji hadn't been loyal and she had not been in front, it would have been possible for Mrs. Ji to fall to her death on such a high step.

At that time, although Mr. Ji also felt that his concubine was not worthy of consideration, he was doting on her and Mrs. Ji was unharmed, so he wanted to make it a big deal and make it a trivial matter.

As a result, Ji Changze, who was not yet seriously ill, led people directly into the concubine's yard, pinned her down on a bench in the middle of the yard, sat next to her, and watched the servants beat her up.

When Mr. Ji got the news and rushed over, the concubine's body had been beaten to a bloody pulp, but Ji Changyan, the Ruyun son known as Guangfeng Jiyue by outsiders, was holding a book in one hand and reading, as if he didn't see what was in front of him. A bleak scene.

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

"Father, look, if the skin and flesh of the beauty you like is removed, the bones exposed will not look very good."

That scene became Mr. Ji's nightmare for a long time. It wasn't until Ji Changyan fell down due to illness that he slowly started shaking again.

But now, looking at the eldest son with a calm expression in front of him, Mr. Ji felt chills all over his body.

It was as if the nightmare had returned.

It's impossible, Ji Changyan is going to die.

He won't get better again.

Although he comforted himself in this way, the fear in Master Ji's heart still remained undiminished.

He stiffly put his hand down slowly and made an excuse for himself in a dignified manner: "You are weak, I won't argue with you."

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

"I know that Nagasawa has a soft temper and a soft person. My father thinks he is easy to handle, but he was raised by his mother's side. My father should also look at his mother's face and stop bullying this child."

Mr. Ji had just regained consciousness and was stunned when he heard this: "I bullied him?? He designed to bully me!"

Ji Changyan laughed again, obviously not believing it.

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

Mr. Ji: "..."

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

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

Ji Changze seemed to be very frightened. He shrank back and whispered: "Father, my son didn't say it. They guessed it themselves..."

Mr. Ji: "???"

Mr. Ji: "..."

"I didn't, I really didn't, how could I be jealous of such a useless loser like him??"

Ji Changze's voice was timid: "Father, haven't you accomplished nothing yourself?"

Mr. Ji: "..."

He couldn't refute it.

However, the one he was jealous of was clearly Ji Changyan.

Do you care about Ji Changze’s shit? ? ?

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

Mr. Ji, who felt wronged in his heart, had nowhere to vent his feelings. Looking around, he only saw a room full of people looking at him with a bit of disgust.

As a father, he is jealous of his own son, and for this reason he does not allow him to make progress.

This is simply the most incredible piece of gossip this year.

Mr. Ji: "..."

"I'm not jealous of Ji Changze. You don't really believe this nonsense, do you?"

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 has a simple temperament and a pure and kind man. His credit is thousands of times better than yours, father. Why can't I trust him?"

Ji Changze also nodded: "Thank you, brother, for your discernment."

Mr. Ji: "..."

Ji Changyan: "Okay, what are you doing standing there in a daze? I'm drunk and confused. Please get out of here."

The servant waiting next to him received the order and immediately stepped forward to hold Master Ji down: "Master, be careful where you step."

Master Ji was indeed very careful with his steps, because these servants directly lifted him up, and his feet could only hang in mid-air, unable to move even if he struggled.

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

"Father must be very angry."

Ji Changyan paused without changing his expression: "Let him be angry. After so many years of investment in his mother, it is only fair that he has to taste it all for himself."

He looked at his half-brother who was smiling brightly because he was so angry with his father, and felt a trace of regret in his heart.

If possible, he would even like to protect his mother and his younger brother from the wind and rain as an old tree, protecting their peace for the rest of their lives.

Instead of being like now, I can only watch my thirteen-year-old brother fade away from the wanton arrogance of being pampered, and I have to force myself to grow up like he did back then.

The mother only has two children.

Secretly, Ji Changyan still wanted Changze to grow up carefree and slowly.

It can be regarded as comforting his mother, and it can also be regarded as relieving him of any childhood regrets.

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

Outside the hospital, Mr. Ji was still shouting stubbornly.

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

"Sir, don't you like to go to Aunt Hu's place recently? Can you guys take you there?"

"Quick, quick, hurry up and make some hangover soup."

Being held down by a group of people, Mr. Ji was still struggling strongly.

Being slandered and jealous of Ji Changze's son, who had no talent or ability, made Master Ji vomit out a mouthful of blood.

Unfortunately, his fists were no match for his four legs. After thrashing twice and being held down, Mr. Ji, who was almost like a salted fish, was still brought to Aunt Hu's yard.

Aunt Hu came out when she heard the commotion and was stunned when she saw this scene: "Master, what's going on?"

The servants serving Ji Changyan looked serious and had no intention of saving Mr. Ji's face:

"Maybe everyone in the capital knew that the master was jealous of Brother Ninth, so he punished him for drinking too much."

Mr. Ji, who was lying dead, suddenly cheated when he heard this.

The screams of despair and indignation resounded in the Hou Mansion, startling several innocent birds:

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