Everyone Knows I am a Good Man

After Ji Changze knew that his sickly elder brother was a ruthless character, he decisively gave up the originally planned route of "taking the imperial examination, promotion and salary increase to the pinnacle of life".

Since there is an easier and more lazy way to go, why does he have to work hard, haha.

After spreading the rumors, Ji Changze bought a bunch of medical books on the way back. After going back, he was locked in a room and looked through them, and they all stuffed them under the bed.

Before going to bed comfortably, he thought about Master Ji by the way.

According to Zhou Raoling's combat effectiveness, it should not exceed three days. It is estimated that this matter can spread throughout the capital.

Really look forward to it.

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I don't know why, Master Ji has always felt that the eyes of his colleagues in the DPRK and China are weird recently.

In the next dynasty today, even a relatively familiar colleague came over and said in a low voice with a complex expression: "It will be the year-old exam soon. If you want to do well in the exam, I have a lot of books to borrow. you."

Master Ji, who has always had low scores passing the passing Long Live: "...no, I don't have much interest in the ranking of the annual test."

The look in his colleagues' eyes was a little more complicated: "If that's the case, that's it."

After speaking, the colleague turned and left.

I don't know if it is the illusion of Master Ji, he always feels that the other party seems to look down on him a bit.

How could it be possible that he is a son of the Houfu, who will inherit the title in the future, and his performance in the annual test will not be a hindrance to him.

Master Ji quickly put his colleagues' anomaly behind him, and figured out who he was going to look for in the flower house this time.

The old man thought he would be able to control him without giving him money. He wanted to be beautiful. He had a lot of friends. Even if he didn't pay, there were still a lot of people willing to pay for him.

With this thought in mind, Master Ji wandered to the flower house he often visited, and his friends, friends, were indeed drinking and having fun.

Master Ji raised a smile on his face. Before he had time to say hello, he saw that "friends" saw him and his complexion changed.

"Yuanlu, are you here to drink in Hualou?"

Master Ji was a little dazed, and sat next to them under their stiff eyes: "I'm looking for you, what fun is there today?"

The friend closest to him stood up immediately: "I suddenly remembered that something was going on at home, so I should leave first."

As soon as he said, the rest of the people also got up and said goodbye one after another, looking like Master Biji like a scourge.

Master Ji looked dumbfounded: "No, wait, don't go."

Everyone is gone, who will pay for him? ?

He quickly locked on a friend who moved a little slower, and only had time to stand up and yet to run out.

"What's the matter with them? Why do they all look like they don't want to deal with me?"

The friend looked embarrassed: "Did you not listen to the rumors outside?"

Master Ji: "?"

He didn't hear that it was normal, who would spread the rumors to the Lord.

"It's all said outside, saying that you are mediocre and you are jealous of your own children. Your sons who are promising will provoke reprimand. Your eldest son is brilliant and weak, but you threw the medicine and made him seriously ill. Field, now your reputation outside is already a bad street."

"Although we don't care about this, if people in our family know that we are dealing with you, it must be troublesome. Don't blame us, Yuanru. You also understand. Come out to play. Everyone is good to get together. I'm leaving. Don't Chase me."

"Friend" is the same as being chased by a dog, the one who ran away called a quick one.

Master Ji's blood seemed to freeze, and he stood stiffly on the spot for a long time without regaining his senses.

how is this possible?

How did they know?

He obviously never told anyone.

Yes, Master Ji is indeed jealous of his child.

Of course it's not jealous of Ji Changze.

He was jealous of Ji Changyan, to be precise, even a little afraid of Ji Changyan.

It was not obvious before the age of five. At that time, Ji Changyan was like Xiaodouding, eating and drinking, practicing calligraphy, and memorizing books.

Later, he protected the concubine who murdered Ji Changyan, and had a big quarrel with Mrs. Ji, and slapped him in the face.

At that time, Ji Changyan was lying on the hospital bed and he saw everything.

Since then, Ji Changyan's eyes have changed when he sees him. It is no longer the child's admiration for his father, and the child's innocence is no longer in his eyes.

Mingming Ji Changyan is only a child, but inexplicably, Master Ji is just a little bit confused.

Later, Ji Changyan grew up slowly. He was praised for his amazing talent since he was a child. When he arrived at the Imperial College, he was a blockbuster. He was admitted all the way to the final palace exam. It was not that he was not selected, but that he hadn't started the election. I had to give up because of illness and fainting.

Everyone knows that if it wasn't for physical reasons that he had to go home to recuperate, Ji Changyan would definitely be able to fight for a world with his connections and talents.

At that time, there was already a faint tendency in the mansion that Ji Changyan was the one in charge.

After that, he couldn't afford to be sick, and he was sick all the year round. He could no longer be as calm and gentle as he used to be when he said something that the father could not refuse. Master Ji was very relieved.

Slowly, it was discovered that Ji Changyan seemed to be unable to get better, and Master Ji lost his fear, and gradually started to shake, even daring to break into Ji Changyan's room to reprimand.

I have to say that when he looked at the eldest son who had always been calm in front of him back then, with a pale face and bedridden, even his pen hand was shaking weakly, Master Ji was happy.

How are you better than me? How about being better than blue.

This is not the end of the game.

But these thoughts have always been the deepest secrets in his heart. The father is jealous of his son. If it is spread out, he has no face to be a man, but Master Ji has never said it.

But why.

Why are there such rumors all of a sudden?

How did they know? ?

Master Ji panicked for a while, then felt cold again, he almost immediately locked onto Ji Changyan.

This son is too smart, it must be him, he is revenge for his farce.

His mind was hot, his face darkened, and he returned to the house with a heavy road, and went straight to Ji Changyan's house.

It just so happened that Ji Changze was also there, playing against his eldest brother.

The people in the room were doing things quietly. When they saw him, their faces immediately showed vigilant expressions, as if they were afraid that he would hit someone.

Master Ji didn't care about this, so he ignored Ji Changze on the side and asked the eldest son coldly:

"Ji Changyan, did you do the rumors outside!"

Ji Changyan's face was pale and weak. He raised his eyes to see his father's anxious appearance, surprise flashed through his eyes, and then he thought of something, and slowly smiled.

"I thought it was outsiders talking nonsense, but now seeing my father look like this, it seems that something really happened."

"It's a wonder in the world that a father would be jealous of his son."

Ji Changze nodded next to him: "Yes, yeah, father, you are so old, why are you so shameless."

Master Ji might have some scruples about the eldest son, but he didn't pay much attention to this eldest son.

Seeing the pretending timidity on Ji Changze's face at a glance, he immediately recalled that it was this guy who pretended to be Bai Lian to fool his father and beat him.

New hatred and old hatred rushed into my heart together, and Master Ji pointed at Ji Changze and cursed: "I'm talking to your brother, what are you talking about!"

Ji Changze immediately showed some fear on his face, leaning against his eldest brother: "Big brother..."

Ji Changyan stretched out his hand that was so pale that the blood vessels were clearly visible, patted his brother comfortingly, raised his eyes and looked at Master Ji indifferently: "Why should a father care about a child."

"child?"

Master Ji almost laughed out of breath.

The hand pointing at Ji Changze was trembling with anger: "What kind of kid is he? Just now he mocked as a father, didn't you hear?"

Even if Master Ji's face is already looking like he can't wait to do it, Ji Changyan still looks indifferent:

"He's telling the truth."

"You rebellious son!!!"

Master Ji wanted to do it, and when he raised his hand, he saw the cold and indifferent expression on Ji Changyan's face, and he inexplicably persuaded him.

In my mind, I recalled that one of his concubines supported her and pushed his wife, almost making her fall off the steps.

If it weren't for the loyal servants around Mrs. Ji at the time, and he was in front of him, it would be possible for Mrs. Ji to fall to death on such a high level.

At that time, although Master Ji also felt that the concubine was not good enough, he was pampering each other, and Mrs. Ji was unscathed and wanted to turn the big things into small things.

As a result, Ji Changze, who was not seriously ill, took someone directly into the concubine's yard, pressed him on the bench in the center of the yard, sat next to him, and watched people hit her with boards.

By the time Master Ji got the news and rushed over, the concubine's body had already been beaten to flesh and blood, and Ji Changyan, the son of Ruyun, who was called Guangfeng Jiyue by outsiders, was reading with a book in one hand, as if he hadn't seen the person in front of him. The bleak scene is general.

Seeing him coming, Ji Changyan put down the book, held his hand, trembling in spite of his fear, forced his palm to press his concubine’s blood-filled back, and said with a smile:

"Look, father, if the beauty you like is stripped of skin and flesh, the exposed bones won't look very good."

That scene became a long-term nightmare for Master Ji, and it wasn't until Ji Changyan fell ill that he slowly started shaking again.

And now, looking at the eldest son who looked faintly in front of him, Master Ji's hair was standing upright.

It seems that the nightmare is back again.

Impossible, Ji Changyan is dying.

He won't get better anymore.

Although comforting himself in this way, the fear in Master Ji's heart still remained undiminished.

He stiffened his hand and slowly put it down, making an excuse for himself to save face: "You are weak, I don't care about you."

Ji Changyan laughed, as if laughing at his father's bravery:

"I know that Changze has a soft temper and a soft personality. His father thought he was easy to handle, but he was raised by his mother. His father also looked at his mother's face and didn't want to bully the child anymore."

Master Ji just got over, he was stunned when he heard this: "I bully him?? He designed to bully me!"

Ji Changyan laughed again, obviously not convinced.

"The story of the father's jealousy of Changze's talent has spread throughout the capital. At this moment, in front of his son, there is no need to pretend it."

Master Ji: "..."

"Me??? Those rumors are that I am jealous of this kid???"

He looked at Ji Changze who was leaning against his eldest son in disbelief.

Ji Changze seemed to be very scared, shrinking his body, and whispered: "Father, the son didn't say, yes, they guessed it by themselves..."

Master Ji: "???"

Master Ji: "..."

"I didn't, I really didn't, how could I be jealous of him for such a futile trash?"

Ji Changze's voice was timid: "Father, didn't you accomplish nothing yourself?"

Master Ji: "..."

He couldn't refute it.

However, it was Ji Changyan that he was jealous.

What about Ji Changze? ? ?

Ji Changze is so trash, how can anyone believe it? ?

Master Ji had nowhere to vent his injustice, and looked around, only to see the full of people looking at him with a little disgusting gaze.

As a father, he is jealous of his own son, and for this reason he is not allowed to move forward.

This is simply the most incredible gossip this year.

Master Ji: "..."

"I'm not jealous of Ji Changze, don't you really believe this kind of nonsense?"

He looked at Ji Changyan again: "Changyan, Changyan, do you also believe?? Do you believe him???"

Ji Changyan turned around, touched his younger brother's head, and said gently: "Changze has a simple temperament and a pure kind of person. Your credit is more than a thousand times better than your father. Why can't I trust him?"

Ji Changze also nodded: "Thank you, elder brother, for distinguishing Changze."

Master Ji: "..."

Ji Changyan: "Well, what are you doing? The master is drunk and unconscious, please go out."

The servant next to him got the order, and immediately stepped forward and held Master Ji: "Master, be careful under your feet."

Master Ji was indeed very careful at his feet, because the group of servants directly framed him, and his feet could only hang in the air, struggling without moving.

Waiting for them to go out, Ji Changze, who deliberately pretended to be angry with Master Ji, immediately fell off the timidity on his face, and turned to a laugh.

"Father must be very angry."

Ji Changyan didn't change his face and gave a son: "Make him angry, he has raised his mother for so many years, it is fair to let him taste it all by himself."

He looked at his half-brother whose father was so angry that he was smiling brilliantly, and a trace of regret passed in his heart.

If possible, he would prefer to be a twisted old tree for his mother, sheltering his brother from wind and rain, and protecting them for the rest of their lives.

Rather than just watching the thirteen-year-old younger brother fade away like he is now, he has to be forced to grow up just as he did before.

The mother is just their two children.

Selfishly, Ji Changyan still wanted to let Changze grow up slowly and carefree.

It can be regarded as consoling his mother, and it can be regarded as pacifying his little childhood regrets.

It's a pity that he doesn't have much time, and he can only say sorry to this younger brother.

Outside the courtyard, Master Ji was still stubbornly shouting.

The subordinates hurriedly grabbed him and ran out: "Master, you are drunk and your eldest brother is weak. Don't make trouble in his room."

"Master, don't you like to go to Aunt Hu recently? The younger ones will take you there, okay?"

"Quickly, quickly, go to sober up the soup."

Being held down by a crowd, Master Ji was still struggling strongly. Being slandered and jealous of Ji Changze's little talented and capable son, Master Ji, who could almost be aggrieved, vomited a mouthful of blood.

It's a pity that two fists are hard to beat four legs. After two fists, he was held down. Master Ji, who was almost like a salted fish, was still taken to Aunt Hu's courtyard.

Aunt Hu heard the movement and was taken aback when she saw the scene: "Master, what's wrong?"

The servant Ji Changyan next to him gave a stern look, and he didn't mean to save Master Ji at all:

"Perhaps he was punished after hearing that the people in Beijing knew that the master was jealous of Brother Jiu, and drank a little too much."

Master Ji, who was lying on the corpse of the salted fish, scammed the corpse when he heard this.

A miserable howl of despair, grief and indignation resounded in the Hou Mansion, shocking a few innocent birds:

"I don't have one!! I really don't have one!!!"