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

The old marquis stood up suddenly and asked, "You, what do you want to do?"

Fu Zhiyi smiled slightly: "I don't have any plans to do anything, I just want to split the sect and start a new branch."

The old marquis had a mouthful of blood rushing up his throat, and his mouth was filled with a fishy-sweet taste. He was speechless for a moment and could only stare at Fu Zhiyi.

After a long pause, he finally managed to utter, "You, don't even think about it! Splitting up the sect is not that easy. I absolutely don't agree!"

Fu Zhiyi said lightly, "It may not be easy for you, Grandfather, but I don't think it's too difficult. If I am lucky enough to make some contribution in this battle in the northwest, when I return and reward my merits, I will ask for nothing more than a branch of the clan. I think Your Majesty will be very willing."

The old marquis was speechless, and thought along the lines of Fu Zhiyi's words. Given the current emperor's personality and stinginess, if he could exchange military merits for an imperial edict and a few words, he would probably be very happy, even eager to do so.

Moreover, the old marquis knew very well that the emperor had been dissatisfied with these old nobles for a long time and had long wanted to divide them.

Fu Zhiyi jumped out at this time and took the initiative to divide the clan, which was probably exactly what the emperor wanted.

With Fu Zhiyi as a breakthrough, the decline of the old noble circle is imminent.

Thinking about it this way, and recalling Fu Zhiyi's move, it really kills two birds with one stone.

First of all, once he got rid of the Ningping Marquis Mansion, no one could restrain him anymore, let alone use filial piety to control him.

Secondly, he retreated to advance and gained a lot of favor in front of the emperor. Although it seemed that he had lost a lot in exchange for his merits, this retreat touched the emperor's heart. If he found an opportunity in the future, he would probably give more.

Thinking of this, the old marquis's face became even more gloomy.

Fu Zhiyi is thinking three steps ahead and has already calculated and considered everything clearly.

The old marquis was truly regretting his decision at this moment. How great it would have been if Fu Zhiyi was the eldest wife's son. If he had inherited the Ningping Marquisate, why would he have worried about its revitalization?

The old marquis clenched his teeth and could not say anything at this moment.

Fu Zhiyi didn't want to hear anything else the old marquis had to say. His purpose of coming to see the old marquis today had been achieved.

He smiled and said goodbye: "Grandfather, don't worry. As long as you give up your obsession with tying the third family to the Ningping Marquis Mansion, I can still live in peace with my eldest brother."

"Grandfather, take your time to think about it. There's no rush. My eldest brother is going to give me a ceremony today, so I'm going to the banquet now."

After saying this, he left without waiting for the old marquis to speak.

The old marquis sat on the chair, panting heavily, watching Fu Zhiyi slowly walk out of the yard step by step...

Fu Zhiyi didn't come back until evening.

Lan and the third master had already gone to rest.

Only Lu Zhenzhen is still waiting for Fu Zhiyi.

Seeing him come back, he smelled of alcohol. Looking at Fu Zhiyi's face, it was slightly red, but his eyes were still clear.

He hurriedly asked him to take a shower first, and asked someone to make some hangover soup.

When Fu Zhiyi came out feeling refreshed, the hangover soup was just the right temperature for him to drink.

He drank it in one gulp and threw the empty bowl to Dingxiang to take away.

Only the couple were left in the room. Lu Zhenzhen came over and asked half-jokingly, "Grandpa invited you to dinner?"

Fu Zhiyi shook his head. "Grandpa is so eager to eat me that he'd ask me to stay for dinner. I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to eat anything with a rebellious grandson like me. It was my eldest brother who said he wanted to celebrate with me, so I couldn't refuse his kindness, so I had a few drinks with him."

Lu Zhenzhen's eyes suddenly lit up, and she took Fu Zhiyi's hand: "Tell me quickly, why did you make the old man angry?"

Don't blame her for gloating. The old marquis is really something. In the past few years, although he was cunning and calculating, he could still look decent on the surface.

Over the past few years, perhaps because of my age, I have become more and more confused and stubborn.

Knowing that Fu Zhijian's talent was average and it would be difficult to revitalize the Marquis' Mansion, he did not stop thinking about it and was determined to let Fu Zhiyi help the Marquis' Mansion and Fu Zhijian.

He used filial piety and family affection to kidnap Fu Zhiyi, openly or covertly.

I haven't succeeded once, but I still don't give up.

Never give up, never give up!

To be honest, if we use this spirit to encourage Fu Zhijian to make progress, or use it to train Bo Ge'er, we might see results.

He insisted on arguing with Fu Zhiyi. I don't know what was wrong with him.

When Fu Zhiyi recounted his conversation with the old marquis, Lu Zhenzhen couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You've really put an end to the old marquis's hopes. The fact that he didn't faint from your anger means he's recovered."

Fu Zhiyi snorted coldly: "Back then, I was in a weak position and could only endure. Now that the old man is old, he still thinks it's the same as before."

Lu Zhenzhen sighed, "That's right, don't look down on young people because they are poor!"

After thinking for a while, he asked again, "Do you really want to split the sect?"

Fu Zhiyi nodded: "Of course it's true! There's not much hope for my eldest brother to be the Ningping Marquis. Bo Ge'er is still young and can't see it."

"I really can't bear to be involved with them any more. After the division, if anything bad happens to the Ningping Marquis Mansion, it won't involve us. Otherwise, if the eldest brother gets old and becomes confused and muddleheaded like the old man and the eldest master, and makes a big mistake, won't we be implicated again?"

"Zhenzhen and I worked so hard to build this business and connections for our three children, but we didn't do it to fill holes in the Marquis' Mansion."

"What's more, when I first learned that the old man was trying to make me childless so that he could devote himself to the first wife until his death, I swore that if one day I could break free from the shackles of this marquisate, I would leave the Fu family and have nothing to do with them anymore!"

"Now, the opportunity is right in front of us, so we can't miss it!"

Lu Zhenzhen patted Fu Zhiyi soothingly. This might be a lifelong demon in Fu Zhiyi's heart, a hurdle he would never be able to overcome.

Fu Zhiyi looked at Lu Zhenzhen apologetically: "It's just that, by then, I'm afraid that some unpleasant things will be said outside, and you might have to follow me and listen to some gossip."

Lu Zhenzhen was very generous: "We are husband and wife, so why say such polite words? Besides, who can resist the temptation of a separate family tree?"

"Thinking about it this way, in the future, our lineage will be counted starting from us. A hundred years from now, we will be the ancestors in the eyes of future generations!"

The more I think about it, the happier I feel.

After hearing what Lu Zhenzhen said, Fu Zhiyi was stunned at first, then he couldn't help but chuckle. The guilt in his heart also dissipated a lot, and what was left was a full heart of passion.

For the sake of what my wife said, this matter must be done!

For the next two days, the Marquis' Mansion was quiet.

Apart from some medicinal herbs sent by Old Madam Bai and Mrs. Hu, there was no movement from the old marquis.

The second house heard the news, and in addition to sending some medicinal herbs, the second master and Fu Zhizhe came to ask for help. Their words implied that they wanted Fu Zhizhe to follow Fu Zhiyi to the Northwest Road to help and get some credit.

In the words of the second master, although Fu Zhizhe did not have much education, he had some talent in arithmetic. He had gained experience and gained experience working outside in the past few years.