My husband is pure and has few desires, but I gave birth to three children in a row

The eldest master, Fu Heming, closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he shouted angrily, "Boss, that's your brother, not your enemy! You're forcing your brother like this without any real evidence? How can you do that?"

Isn't this just exposing the brothers' discord? How foolish!

Fu Zhijian was stunned for a moment, then gave a miserable smile. His eyes were filled with disappointment and obvious hatred when he looked at the eldest master Fu Heming.

He hated his father, but at this time, when it was so obvious, he still wholeheartedly protected Fu Zhiming.

Is Fu Zhiming the only one who is his son?

Mother was right. The eldest master was not only his father, but also Fu Zhiming's father.

If it weren't for the laws of this dynasty and the grandfather being above him, I'm afraid the master would want Fu Zhiming to inherit the title, right?

Fu Zhijian sniffed and forced himself to speak unwillingly, "In the eldest master's heart, are his sons, his wife, and the child in Yunniang's belly not as good as the third brother? I just asked the third brother to swear, is that too much? Is this also called coercion?"

"What about the third brother who harbors ill will towards me and the child in Yunniang's belly? He's always plotting against our family, and that's considered decent?"

"You, what nonsense are you talking about? There is no real evidence--" The master immediately defended Fu Zhiming.

After he had said half of his defense, he met Fu Zhijian's eyes which dimmed gradually, and the rest of the words got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them.

My mind raced, and I hurried to save the situation: "Boss, that's not what I meant! I meant—"

Before he could finish his words, the old marquis poured a cup of tea on him, soaking him from head to toe.

Tea dripped down the master's face, and there were a few tea leaves on his head, swaying slightly with the master's movements.

"Shut up right there!" the old marquis was furious.

With a roar, the master didn't even dare to wipe the tea off his face, and fell to his knees on the ground.

The master has already knelt, so how could the others dare to stand?

They all knelt down.

Lu Zhenzhen curled her lips. It was such an unexpected disaster. She had to kneel down again for no reason.

The old lady Bai was busy trying to appease the old marquis: "Old man, old man, calm down!"

At the same time, he turned around and scolded the master again: "You evil creature who has eaten paste and lost his mind, you are deliberately trying to piss us off to death, right?"

The eldest master couldn't stand this and kowtowed to the old marquis and the old lady to apologize: "It's my fault! I was angry and said the wrong thing just now. Please calm down, father and mother, and take care of yourself--"

The old marquis recovered his breath and snorted coldly, "With a fool like you, I have to take good care of my health! Otherwise, if this family is handed over to you, I'm afraid it will be destroyed in your hands!"

When the master heard this, his face turned pale.

What does the old marquis mean? Does he not intend to give the title to the eldest wife?

Upon hearing this, Third Master Fu Heyin's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly suggested, "Dad, I think what you said just now is very right! You and Mom are still strong. Since Big Brother is so unreliable, he only favors Ming'er. If Jian'er's wife can't give birth to a son this time, I'm afraid that the title will belong to Ming'er in the future."

"I think you should take care of yourself and live a few more years. When Brother Jian is older, you can pass the title to him directly! This way, you can avoid these two brothers fighting over a title like this!"

"Third brother, what nonsense are you talking about?" The eldest master Fu Heming became anxious. He didn't care that he was still kneeling on the ground, but turned his head to glare at the third master Fu Heyin.

The third master Fu Heyin looked at Lan's expression and nodded as if in agreement.

Looking at his son and daughter-in-law, they seemed to have no objection, so he felt relieved and was determined to show his talent today and let Lan see whether he was a real man!

Although he is not very good in that aspect, he is still very good in other aspects!

If he could convince his biological father to change the inheritance of the title, wouldn't he have to worry about the Lan family and his son and daughter-in-law looking at him with admiration?

His neck stiffened, and he retorted to his elder brother stiffly: "I was telling the truth! How can it be considered nonsense? I think you are the one who did the nonsense! I think what I said is right! Anyway, my parents are still in good health. As the saying goes, an old man in the family is like a treasure! We have two old men in our house, which is like two treasures!"

"With our parents looking after us, haven't we lived quite well all these years?"

"Brother, you are not young anymore, and you have been the prince for decades. What does it matter if you continue to do it for a few more years?"

"Besides, I'm doing this for the good of your eldest brother's family! Don't you think about it? We three brothers all have the same father and mother, so naturally we obeyed our parents and didn't compete with you for this title!"

"Your son is no better than us now! Look at your third son, Ming Ge'er, he's a bastard, but he's so bold that he has such a rebellious mind! Big brother, are you also senile and confused? When you found out that Ming Ge'er had such thoughts, you should have scolded him to wake him up. If scolding doesn't wake him up, beat him! At worst, separate him from the family!"

"You've raised the third son, Ming Ge'er, to be so cunning! Today, my eldest sister-in-law and my nephew's wife were poisoned. It might have been your third son's doing! And yet you're still protecting them. Aren't you afraid of future quarrels between brothers? I'm afraid that the foundation of this marquisate will be destroyed in the hands of your two sons!"

"I think Brother Jian is a good and tolerant brother. If he inherits the title, we uncles and cousins ​​will probably still have a bowl of rice to eat! If it were your third brother, we might not even have a bowl of soup!"

These words made the master Fu Heming's face turn red and he was speechless.

Not to mention the eldest master, even the second master and his wife, after hearing this, showed a thoughtful look.

The eldest master saw this scene and immediately became anxious: "Third brother, what nonsense are you talking about? This is a matter concerning the title, how can it be a joke? Ming'er is a concubine's son, and he is indeed inferior to his brothers. I am biased because I see that he is inferior to his brothers in everything. But the family business must naturally be handed over to Jian'er. I have lived for so many years, how could I not understand this principle?"

While explaining, I cursed in my heart, "You good Third Brother! I didn't even bother to talk about the good things you did in the past, and you're still talking about me!"

It was because you injured your body that you can no longer allow women to have children.

Otherwise, with your character, you might be even more extreme than me!

How dare you accuse me?

The eldest master Fu Heming was both angry and anxious. He knew that the third master Fu Heyin was not trying to seize power. He was just looking for an opportunity to take revenge because he had offended him before!

If he had known that Fu Heyin was such a vengeful bastard, why did he say such a rude thing back then? Wouldn't it be better for him to just admit it himself?

The eldest master Fu Heming has never regretted it before.