The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

Cui Shuo also felt something was wrong. What did Xiao Wu say just now?

What does it mean to listen to what big brother says!

"You're not even the eldest yet, why are you saying these things in front of your younger brother? You don't act like an older brother at all."

Cui Shuo felt a little resentful towards his eldest son. Really, he was going to take the imperial examination, but instead of studying hard at home, he spent all day in brothels and bars.

Mrs. Cui was just angry just now, but now her whole body felt like it was exploded.

"nonsense!!!"

"Okay, okay! Cui Jun, you're such an ambitious bastard! Not only did you lead your younger brother astray, but now you're even trying to drag your brother down with you."

Compared to Cui Jie, the eldest son Cui Xuan is more favored by Mrs. Cui.

Her eldest son was the best in every way, and she wouldn't allow this little beast to tarnish his reputation.

She had long said that this little beast had bad intentions, but she had not been able to find any evidence against him before, and he was hiding his true colors very well.

"All right!"

"It's obviously you, your stepmother is unkind. It's a shame that you can say such things. It's really embarrassing."

Cui Shuo looked at Cui Jie and scratched his face hard a few times.

"As for him, you said it was Jun Ge'er who led him astray. Who would believe it if you told them that?"

Cui Jie knelt there and clicked his tongue in disdain, which angered Cui Shuo even more.

"Look at him, look at him! Jun Ge'er is much better than Jie Ge'er in every way. Jun Ge'er is well-educated and has a good personality. Unlike him, he idles around all day, skips school and fights, stirs up trouble outside, and has a weird temper that is difficult to discipline."

Cui Shuo became angrier and angrier as he spoke. He simply stood up, said he would be under house arrest for a month, and left.

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would be unable to resist and give him another good scolding.

He gets angry whenever he sees Cui Jie. He beat him up last time, but it had no effect at all.

Now, in his heart, he has given up on this son.

Be it mischief or skipping school.

Give him more money when the family property is divided later, he won’t be able to take care of the rest.

However, the fact that the half-brother took the legitimate brother to visit the brothel was an indelible fact. Cui Shuo was not so stupid as to suppress the legitimate son to help the illegitimate son, so he simply punished both of them together.

I'll find a chance to compensate Jun Ge'er later.

He now has to go to the eldest son's courtyard to give him a few reminders. This is a critical time, and he should not delay important matters because of external things.

Mrs. Cui, who was left behind, was so angry that she wanted to tear Cui Jun apart and swallow him.

What a coincidence! From childhood to adulthood, Cui Jun has always been by Pianjie'er's side whenever he gets into trouble. If he hadn't been causing trouble, Mrs. Cui would have eaten all the fragments on the ground.

"Come here, send the Fifth Young Master to the ancestral hall to reflect on his actions."

Cui Jun looked up in disbelief. His father only said that he should be under house arrest, but did not say that he should be locked up in the ancestral hall.

"Why don't you take him away quickly? What are you standing there for?"

Mrs. Cui scolded coldly.

"Mother."

Madam Cui looked at Cui Jun, who was kneeling on the ground pretending to be innocent. "Just know that I am your mother. It is only natural for me to discipline you. Don't even think about complaining to your father. You have committed such a mistake, so reflect on it in the ancestral hall."

After saying that, she had him taken away. After everyone had left, Mrs. Cui walked up to Cui Jie.

With a look of heartache on his face, he pulled Cui Jie and brought him up.

"Brother Jie, please get up quickly and let your mother see your face."

Cui Jie said nothing and quietly let Mrs. Cui fiddle with it.

"Your father is so cruel. He hurt you like this. What if your face is disfigured? Xingyu, go get the medicine box and apply the medicine to me."

Xingyu, who was waiting on the side, hurried out. The medicine box was placed in the east wing of Ge'er's yard. Because Ge'er was always injured, commonly used medicines were always available in the room.

My brother lived not far from here, and she came back with the medicine box in a short while.

The hall had been cleaned at this time. Xingyu came over with a medicine box, opened the box skillfully, and began to treat the wound on Ge'er's face.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered that there were several scratches on the boy's neck, so I gently applied medicine.

The most worry-free time for my brother is when applying the medicine. He doesn’t cry out in pain or struggle.

My brother is not like this sometimes...

While applying the medicine, Xingyu secretly looked at Jie Ge'er.

Why do you always do things that make the master and the mistress angry?

Xingyu is just a maid. If she can't figure it out, then she doesn't have to think about it. She just has to do her own thing.

Mrs. Cui was heartbroken and cursing, but Cui Jie was impatient to listen to it and turned his head away.

She became even angrier. "I told you to stay away from that little bastard, but you wouldn't listen. He has bad intentions, but you always fall for his tricks."

Cui Jie turned his head, looked at his mother, and suddenly smiled.

"Mom, I just love watching him go to great lengths to prank me. It's really fun."

Mrs. Cui felt that she didn't hear clearly, Brother Jie...

"Brother Jie, what did you say?"

No matter how much she asked, Cui Jie remained silent.

Mrs. Cui was still preoccupied with something, and gradually she could no longer wait.

Seeing that he kept his mouth shut and said nothing, she simply gave up and let Xingyu take Cui Jie back to his own yard.

Cui Jie lowered his eyes, replied yes, turned around and left.

On the way back, Cui Jie pulled the flower branch next to him and picked up a piece of white jade and threw it out.

suddenly

He turned his head and looked at Xingyu, with a forced smile.

"Xingyu, don't you think it's funny every time you see Fifth Brother's expression when he does something bad? He's like a demon in human skin."

Xingyu was so scared that her hair stood on end. Oh my God, my brother really knew everything.

Just now, the lady was distracted from time to time and might not have been paying attention, but she heard it clearly.

Why is that?

Even though he knew that the people around him had bad intentions, he still stepped into the trap.

Brother Jie usually gets into trouble outside, but he has never beaten or scolded the maid around him, and he is always very nice to her.

Seeing her brother like this, she felt a little uncomfortable. Her brother shouldn't be like this.

He is obviously the youngest son, favored by the lady, and has an older brother who is the future head of the family.

"Since you know this, why don't you stay away from the Fifth Young Master?"

Cui Jie stopped talking again, and Xingyu bravely continued to ask.

"Although I don't understand what you are thinking, you are not the person that the master and his wife think you are. So why do you always deliberately make them angry?"

Cui Jie found it boring and turned away.

Willow branches drooped into the water, swaying in the direction of the current. Cui Jie looked at them, then remembered something and said, "What do you know? I'm used to it anyway."

Although he said that he didn't care about it, his hands were secretly clenched.

suddenly

Cui Jie was stunned when someone took his hand. He looked in the direction of the hand and saw a round, slightly plump face.

His maid, Xingyu.

Xingyu looked at Cui Jie gently, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me. If you get hurt in the future, I will always have ointment ready for you."

Cui Jie looked at the person in front of him, trying to see any reluctance or perfunctoriness in her eyes, but there was none.

Sincerity is the most touching thing.