As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

"My four good sisters, Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, can you please go out first?"

In the inner house, Chen Zhian was lying naked in the huge bathtub.

Four maids with red cheeks half-knelt on both sides to serve, their thin clothes were wet by the mist, and their delicate bodies were faintly visible...

These four maids, Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, either grew up with the original owner or were snatched back from outside by him.

They all have pretty looks.

In the past two years, the mainstream brothels have naturally eaten up these pitiful girls.

It was just a simple bath, and the four girls took off their clothes tacitly, looking ready to be picked.

How can anyone bear this?

Of course Chen Zhian couldn't stand it.

Just a new arrival...

"Does the young master dislike us?"

Qiuju and Dongmei looked slightly gloomy.

They are different from Chunxia. They were snatched back from outside by Chen Zhian.

From their initial reluctance to their gradual resignation and finally to their present satisfaction, their hearts have long been focused on this playboy who snatched them back.

Born in an ordinary family, being able to have enough food to eat is the biggest luxury in this chaotic world of war.

During the past two years in the Marquis' Mansion, Chen Zhian treated them very well and even provided them with a living. How could they have any resistance?

Seeing Chen Zhian asking them to leave, she became frightened and immediately lowered her head and began to cry.

"Forget it, just help me get dressed!"

Chen Zhian sighed helplessly, I want to be a gentleman, what can I do!

This world is too absurd, it is not allowed...

Spring, summer, autumn and winter smiled like flowers and began to wipe his body carefully...

After dawdling for more than half an hour.

Chen Zhian arrived at the front yard refreshed.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw a person in red rushing towards me. There were two shallow dimples on her face.

The bell on my wrist made a crisp sound while I was running, which sounded quite refreshing.

"Third brother, come and see the drunken shrimps I made for you. I caught them myself at Xiaona Lake!"

The person who came was Chen Aman’s youngest daughter, Chen Zhidong, who was fourteen years old this year.

Chen Zhian hugged his little sister, pinched her nose, and said with a smile: "Hurry up and bring it to Third Brother. I have been envious of your cooking skills for a long time."

If we were to say who the original owner had the closest relationship with, it would definitely be the youngest, Chen Zhidong.

In recent years, Chen Zhibai has been devoted to the library, and Chen Zhiming has been elusive, so the two of them have nothing to do all day and can only play together.

It was only in the past two years that the original owner felt that he was an adult and gradually had less contact with the little brat.

But the feelings are still there.

After the two of them had been playing around for a while, the old butler of the mansion suddenly appeared like a ghost and said in a dry and hoarse voice that the Marquis had been waiting in the living room for a long time and asked the Third Young Master and the Young Lady to hurry over to have their meal.

Chen Zhian was frightened by the old butler.

She looked at him deeply, then took her little sister's hand and walked towards the hall.

In my memory, this guy always seems to be in this frail old look, with a hoarse and dry voice, like a castrated old duck. Anyone who sees him would think that he doesn't have much time left.

However, he managed to outlive many managers who looked younger than him.

The old butler put his hands in his sleeves and followed the two men with his head lowered.

After entering the hall, Chen Zhian found a chair and sat at the table, casually glancing at the dishes on the table.

He sighed inwardly, thinking that the Chenliu Marquis's Mansion was probably really out of money!

These bowls and plates would have been considered sumptuous in an ordinary family, but in the mansion of Chenliu Marquis, the feast without even a bear paw or bird's nest could only be considered shabby.

You know, in the original owner's memory, a bear paw was a standard item for every meal.

As if sensing his gaze, Chen Aman, who was sitting in the main seat, said apologetically, "Son, the money in our warehouse has been sent to the home of Wang Fugui, the governor of Jingdu, today. We will live a hard life for a few days. When the tax money from Chenliu arrives, Dad will make up for it!"

"No need, I'm tired of bear paws, so I don't need to eat them!"

Chen Zhian picked up the chopsticks, picked up a crystal clear drunken shrimp, and said happily: "My sister's cooking skills are getting better and better, just eat these."

Chen A'man was slightly stunned.

He knew his son's temper very well. As a rule, if the bear's paw was missing from the table, he would either make a big scene or make some sarcastic remarks.

But after being released from prison, my son's attitude towards people has changed a lot, and he has become too easy to talk to...

If he had not secretly investigated Chen Zhian's soul, he would have suspected that his beloved son had been possessed by someone.

Chen Zhian saw all this but his expression remained unchanged.

He knew that he was not the original owner after all, and many of his actions and habits could not be hidden from the people he lived with day and night.

The reason why.

He also deliberately took this opportunity to reshape his character.

As the saying goes, one learns from experience. After being locked up in jail for a night, one may find his conscience and become less stupid or bad. Is this normal?

This is normal!

His face showed three parts of regret, three parts of remorse, three parts of embarrassment, and one part of relief. He said in a low voice: "Dad, big brother, little sister..."

"There are so many strange things about Li Xining. I spent a whole night in prison thinking about it and finally figured it out...

There is a traitor who wants to harm me! "

After hearing this, Chen A'man's face was full of question marks.

I really want to ask my eldest son, does it take him a whole night to think about such a straightforward conspiracy?

The scroll in Chen Zhibai's hand trembled slightly.

Only Chen Zhidong frowned slightly, and a coldness flashed in his almond-shaped eyes. At this moment, a bit of majesty appeared on his little face!

Chen Zhian was unaware of anything.

"Yang Xianxian, Qian Sangao, Wei Zixian...

I thought they were all good friends and brothers.

did not expect,

They stabbed me in the back!"

At this point, he looked at Chen Aman and said apologetically, "My father always told me to stay away from those bad friends, but I just ignored him.

Now it seems that they...are not good people..."

Hear this.

Chen Aman was completely relieved!

It turns out that he is my son. Even his repentance is so stupid and cute.

What happened yesterday seemed to be a trap set by the second son of the Minister of Revenue's family, but in fact, the deeper level was that the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace wanted to take this opportunity to test the Chenliu Marquis's Mansion.

This involves the feud between two generations.

The Chenliu Marquisate has been largely unknown in recent years and has a weak presence in Chang'an City, and Chenliu Jia is also very old.

This happened because the little guy felt that he could probe the depth of Chenliu Marquis's mansion.

But Chen Aman didn't intend to tell Chen Zhian these words.

after all......

There's no point in saying it.

Just let him continue to think that those guys are not good people!

If his own stupid son were to go up against the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, he would probably die without knowing how.

"Son, this matter cannot be blamed on you. Just don't associate with them in the future. Daddy has just arranged a marriage for you. Try to become a cultivator as soon as possible and get married."

Chen A'man's eyes were filled with tears. Even though his son was stupid, at least he was able to turn back from his wrong path. The most important thing was that he finally accepted him as his father from the bottom of his heart. Isn't this better than anything else?

Chen Zhian was so immersed in his own performance that he didn't even listen to what Chen Aman said.

He changed the subject and said with a serious face: "Dad, I see that our storehouse has no money, how about you borrow some capital from Wu Anhou?

I want to start a small business to supplement my family income!"

Uh?

Chen A'man stood there in confusion.

Merchants are untouchables.

The youngest son has always looked down on those people. Why on earth would he choose to do such a lowly job after being locked up for a night?

But thinking that his son finally had something he wanted to do, he didn't want to ruin his mood, so he waved his hand and said, "Son, if you want to start a business, just tell me, Dad supports you!"

Chen Zhian smiled shyly and slowly uttered three words: "Open the hook!"