The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

"Ok."

Kang Ge'er didn't say anything. The servant at the door was used to seeing his brother coming back with a group of brothers carrying things.

He asked someone to respectfully take the things from the group of guys and bring them in.

Cui Jie shook his sore wrist and stood there covered in dust.

Suddenly, a hand appeared in front of me, with a few copper coins in the palm of its hand.

"You must be tired. Here, your hard work pay. You can even have some tea on the way back."

Cui Jie gritted his teeth and wanted to knock the hand away, but it was just a thought.

He grabbed the coins without hesitation, thinking he would throw them away once the people left.

"Then we can go now!"

Cui Jie looked up at Kang Ge'er and wondered why he was so much taller.

"Boy, you haven't thanked me yet. Remember, I will only teach you this once. You must say thank you, big brother."

Kang Ge'er leaned on the lion's head and looked at the dwarf in front of him.

Cui Jie secretly cursed this man for being so shameless, this was their money!

"Thank you, brother."

Cui Jie tightly grasped the copper coin in his hand, gritted his teeth and uttered each word stiffly.

Kang Ge'er looked at Chao Shilin and the others. Chao Shilin was a fence-sitter, so he quickly and loudly said, "Thank you, brother."

Seeing that Cui Jie's eyes were about to spit fire, Kang Ge'er stopped teasing him. Making someone angry would only backfire.

"Okay, you're a good kid. Let's go. I'll play with you next time."

Kang Ge'er said goodbye to them with a smile. Cui Jie had wanted to leave for a long time, and when he heard that he was released from prison, he turned around and left.

Chao Shilin and the others nodded to Kang Ge'er and followed him.

What an unpleasant kid! Kang Ge'er muttered as he looked at Cui Jie's back and turned back home.

Cui Jie walked very quickly, and when he could no longer see Duan Bo's mansion, he was so angry that he almost threw the coins in his hand away.

But there was a teahouse right in front of him, and he had just fought a fight and moved things, so he was already tired and thirsty.

It will take a long time to go back, and I didn’t bring any servants with me today.

Cui Jie hesitated for a while, but still took the copper coins to the tea shop and ordered a bowl of tea for each person.

Seven copper coins were just enough, not one more.

What a stingy person!

Cui Jie had never been so embarrassed before. He picked up the tea and drank it hurriedly.

Chao Shilin and the others were so tired that they lay down on the table and didn't want to move at all.

"Brother Jie, what should we do? Are we really going to be that Demon King Duan's little brother from now on?"

After Chao Shilin had rested, he came to Cui Jie with an indignant look on his face.

Cui Jie glared at him. This guy was a hindsight guy. He didn't even dare to say a word just now, and now he came to act as a military advisor.

"Then go find him and tell him you want to rebel." Cui Jie said sinisterly.

Chao Shilin thought about it and shrank his neck in fear. He didn't dare.

Cui Jie turned his head away without watching and sipped his tea.

The old man selling tea saw that there was no more tea in Cui Jie's bowl, so he added more.

"Drink slowly, little brother. If it's not enough, ask me to pour more for you."

The old man selling tea smiled and looked at the young boys with affection. These children were about the same age as his grandchildren.

Cui Jie's expression was a little stiff and he didn't reply to him, but the old man didn't care.

A new guest came and he went to greet him again.

Cui Jie drank this bowl of tea and did not add any more. Chao Shilin was still not satisfied and wanted to get another bowl, but Cui Jie forcibly dragged him away.

"If drinking doesn't kill you, go home and drink."

When Kang Ge'er was dominating the capital, he did not forget to be with Chu Qinling, the best friend in the world.

Kang Ge'er lay on Chu Qinling's desk in a very ungraceful manner, with one hand still pressing down Chu Qinling's rice paper.

Chu Qinling had no choice but to change the direction where he was going to write. He wrote a few words while Kang Ge'er's chattering voice kept ringing in his ears.

"I think it's because I'm in the palace and you have so many brothers and sisters that you rarely think of me."

Kang Ge'er was scratching his head and thinking that he had been busy dealing with his disobedient younger brothers these days and had neglected your younger brother. Your younger brother was indeed a little bored being alone in the palace.

"Don't worry, my brother. I'm just pretending to be playing with them, but I'm really playing with you."

Chu Qinling glanced at him, and Kang Ge'er smiled along.

"I don't know what's real fun and what's fake fun. I only know that those boys you beat up have all complained to Mother. But in just a dozen days, I didn't know you had the nickname Demon King Duan outside?"

He no longer had the heart to practice calligraphy, so he placed the black jade brush in his hand on the pen rest and waited for him to wash his hands.

"Ah? Damn it, he even dared to complain. Who is it that won't let me catch him next time?"

Kang Ge'er's eyes widened, and he was determined to find out who had made the complaint.

"Please calm down. I've only heard about it, but I don't know the inside story. What exactly happened? Why have you offended all the noble children in the capital?"

Chu Qinling was a little worried. He had just heard about this from his mother and father the other day. He knew Kang Ge'er wasn't the type to stir up trouble, so there had to be something behind this.

"I don't even know it myself. Ever since I beat up that kid from the Cui family last time, people have been looking for me every time I go out. Some people say bad things, and it makes me feel annoyed. My grandmother said that when others speak ill of us, we should not repay them with virtue, but let go of our personal qualities and enjoy a life of vice. This is a little different from what the master taught me. The master always said that we should win people over with virtue, but I am a man of vice, so I can only beat people into submission to avoid feeling bad when I go back. But those grandsons not only bullied the weak with their numbers, but also complained when they couldn't win. It really brought shame to us men."

Kang Ge'er's face was full of disdain, and he looked righteous when he talked about his own immoral behavior.

Chu Qinling was obviously a little unconvinced. After all, in his memory, Madam Duan was gentle and polite. It was hard to imagine that she would say such a thing.

"Kang Ge'er, it's not good for you to cause public outrage like this. Why don't you bring more guards with you when you go out next time?"

Chu Qinling was a little worried that Kang Ge'er deserved a beating so much. What if he was tricked by someone?

"They can't beat me. A few days ago, Cui Jie brought a few people and tried to beat me up when I was out alone. I beat them so hard that they cried and screamed for their parents. Now they all follow me obediently. I dare not go west or east."

As Kang Ge'er spoke, he described the situation of that day in vivid detail.

Chu Qinling looked at Kang Ge'er's expressive face and laughed non-stop.

"You'd better be careful. These young men have been pampered and raised, so most of them are a bit arrogant, but few have bad intentions. However, there are bound to be some treacherous and vicious ones who harbor malicious intentions. In short, it's best to be cautious."

Kang Ge'er listened to what he said. He always thought that your brother was the smartest, so he was willing to listen to him.

"Okay, from now on when I go out I will not only bring guards with me, but also bring those noble guys with me. If anyone retaliates, we will all be beaten together."

The main point is to enjoy the good times by yourself and share the bad times.

Chu Qinling thought about it seriously and said, "Then you should take the most favored one, the one with the highest rank."