The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

Mother Qian gave a look and had someone shut up the maid who kept begging for mercy, and went downstairs to deal with it.

Xu sneered. It was just a toy, yet he dared to show off in front of outsiders.

Aunt Dan, dressed up in the house, was waiting for her uncle to come.

She couldn't wait any longer, and when she did, Mother Qian brought people and tied up all the maids in the room. She was shocked and confused, and insisted on seeing the uncle.

"Auntie, please save your energy and drink the medicine obediently."

Mother Qian brought the bitter soup she had cooked and placed it in front of Aunt Dan.

Aunt Dan was so frightened that she fell to the ground. Mother Qian signaled two strong maids to come forward, pinch her jaw, and force the medicine into her mouth.

Aunt Dan struggled, and most of the medicine spilled over her body.

After letting go, she scratched her throat and tried to spit out the medicine.

"These are all good things for nourishing the body. What is Auntie doing?"

Mother Qian said this with a half-smile.

"This is a tonic recipe specially prescribed by Madam. I've heard that Auntie is in a delicate condition. This soup has been prescribed for a month. If you drink it regularly, I guarantee that the disease will be cured within a month."

Regardless of Aunt Dan's expression on the ground, she instructed the newly selected person to clean up the house, and left with the tied-up maids.

Aunt Dan was trembling all over, obviously frightened. Just now she thought the lady was going to execute her.

The bitter medicine in her mouth made Aunt Dan burst into tears. When she thought about having to drink it for another month, she wanted to faint.

Lord Rob has three large warehouses dedicated to storing the fine weapons he has collected.

They and the ancestors of Duan Bofu were all military men, but they changed their careers after Duan Jingzong.

There was no way around it. In his family, there were seven sons, both legitimate and illegitimate, and five daughters.

Even if one or two die, at least there is still a successor.

But no one knew what sin the Duan family had committed, as there were only two people of the same generation as him.

Dalang is sick, and there is also Silang, so it’s better not to inherit the ancestral customs.

But what he didn't expect was that the Duan family was willing to let this only child take up martial arts. It was really difficult for them.

"Just take a look. I bet you haven't seen these before. How about it? They're not any worse than yours, right?"

Kang Ge'er was dazzled and touched this and that.

The cold long sword, the blade reflected a cold light, the tip of the sword was sharp, and this one had been sharpened.

What attracted him most were the rows of spears.

Hearing what his uncle said, Kang Ge'er touched it curiously and replied casually: "We have never seen it in our family."

Lord Rob questioned, "Didn't your family show you?"

Kang Ge'er turned around and nodded with his big innocent eyes.

"Yes, I haven't seen it. Uncle Shi, how do you know we have it?"

Lord Robert picked up a long sword and wiped it with cotton wool dipped in sword oil.

"Go back and ask your grandmother and you'll find out. How is it that you're already this old, and you haven't chosen your own weapon yet?"

Kang Ge'er picked up a halberd, but it was a bit difficult and he could barely lift it with both hands.

"Good boy, I noticed a while ago that you have quite good strength."

Master Luo was quite capable and could tell at a glance that this boy was good at using clever strength.

This halberd is considered the smallest one among them, but its weight cannot be underestimated. It would be a bit difficult for an adult man who has not learned martial arts to hold it.

Kang Ge'er tested the weight and then put it back.

"Average, average, third in the capital."

Uncle Robert: What?

Kang Ge'er had just exerted so much effort that his face turned a little red, and he smiled happily at Master Luo.

"Uncle Shi, you have quite a lot of stuff."

"Hahahahaha, of course!"

Uncle Luo laughed happily and patted Kang Ge'er on the back. Kang Ge'er felt that all his internal organs were vibrating.

I wouldn’t have praised it earlier.

Although he was envious, Kang Ge'er wanted it very much, but he did not ask for it.

After seeing enough, he reluctantly took Xuan Ge'er to stare at these things.

"Uncle, next time you need maintenance, send me a message and I'll help you."

Now he transformed himself into a caring son or nephew, coaxing him with sweet words.

This is no more comfortable than having a concubine in the backyard, Master Robert thought inappropriately.

Those delicate concubines in the backyard still needed him to coax them, but now he can enjoy it.

"Oh, okay, okay, I'll call you next time I'm in the mood."

Kang Ge'er didn't know when the next time would be, so he could only keep reminding his uncle not to forget him.

Having said that, he hurried home with Xuan Ge'er without waiting for dinner.

Uncle Luo said that he had some at home too, so he had to go back and ask.

At this time, the Cui Mansion was already in chaos.

"Cui Shuo, look at your good son! As an older brother, instead of setting a good example, he leads his younger brother to those frivolous places. What is his intention?!"

Mrs. Cui scolded and slammed the table.

There were two children kneeling in the hall, one was Cui Jie and the other was Cui Jun.

Cui Jie still had that defiant expression on his face, and Cui Jun's face turned pale. He knew that not only had his plan failed this time, but he would also be in trouble.

Looking at his father's gloomy face, Cui Jie became more and more panicked.

"Father, this is all my fault. I didn't know where it was. I just heard my brother talk about it and thought it was some fun place. A few days ago, I made my seventh brother unhappy, and I wanted to make amends to him, so I told him about this place. Father, please punish me. This is all my fault."

When Cui Shuo heard what Cui Jun said, he remembered the trouble Xiao Qi had caused a few days ago and couldn't help but glare at him.

The expression on Cui Jie's face became even worse. See, this person only blames himself when he hears what others say.

But it doesn't matter. He doesn't care how he does it. If you have the guts, beat him to death.

Looking at the defiant expression on Cui Jie's face, Cui Shuo angrily picked up the teacup on the table and threw it in front of Cui Jie.

The broken fragments scratched his face, and he didn't even blink.

"Come on, hit me here, and you'll be happy if you kill me."

Cui Jie pointed at his head and shouted at Cui Shuo.

Cui Jun looked at it and felt relieved.

Mrs. Cui was also startled. She clapped her hands, stood up, pointed at Cui Shuo's nose and started scolding him.

"Cui Lao Er, you have such a cruel heart. That's your son, not your enemy!"

Mrs. Cui's eyes were blazing with anger, and Cui Shuo's heart, which had originally felt a little regretful, was filled with anger again when he saw this.

"How dare you say that? He's just spoiled. What have you done to this good boy? He's not even half as good as his fifth brother."

Cui Jie's hands suddenly tightened.

Cui Jun lowered his head and raised the corners of his lips slightly, but no one noticed.

Mrs. Cui was so angry that her heart ached. What did she mean by "she spoiled him"? It was obvious that he, as the father, was too biased.

She sneered and pointed at Cui Jun with a handkerchief in her hand.

"Whose good son takes his legitimate brother to a brothel? If he didn't do it on purpose, who is he trying to appease?"