I Don’t Want To Fight Anymore After Wearing An Outer Room

  Chapter 19 The matter in the house

  Wearing that Jiuxiao returned to the mansion, as soon as he stepped into the gate, a servant in his yard ran over, "Third Master, you are back. The Shizi has been waiting for you for a long time."

  Brother? Although they lived in the same mansion, because he was busy with errands and his elder brother was in poor health, there were not many opportunities for the two brothers to meet each other.

  Wen Jiuxiao is a man of few words. Ask him anything, and he will always say "yes", "good", and "ok", as if he doesn't care about anything. So even if they met, the two had almost nothing to say.

  Although Wen Jiuxiao didn't know why his elder brother was looking for him, his steps quickened quickly.

   "The third master is back."

  The eldest son Wen Chengzong, who was sitting in the hall drinking tea, choked. When Wen Jiuxiao came in, he was coughing, "Third-brother is back."

  Wen Jiuxiao's eyes turned cold, "How did you serve me?"

  The servants serving in the hall, one by one, all hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty.

   Shizi panted slightly, and quickly waved his hands, "I choked on my tea, and it has nothing to do with the servant."

  Wen Jiuxiao's face softened a little, and said: "Get up."

   Only then did the servants dare to get up, and even Mo Yan beside Shizi didn't dare to breathe.

  The son of the world is easy-going and generous to those around him. The third master is different, everyone in the house knows that the third master is the most severe, and if he makes a mistake and bumps into the third master, he will not show any sympathy.

The prince glanced at his little servant, and laughed at himself, "It's all because of my broken body, and I'm worried about the third brother." He sighed again, "Brother is simply useless and has nothing to do. Fortunately, there are three younger brothers in the mansion. Brother Nian has worked hard."

  He looked very pleased and proud of his younger brother.

  Wen Jiuxiao still had no expression on his face, "Brother is just in poor health, take good care of him and he will be fine." A few dry words.

Fortunately, Shizi also understands his younger brother's temperament, and knowing that it is very rare for him to say such words, he patted him on the shoulder and told him in a gentle voice, "Brother also knows that you are busy with government affairs, but you should also pay attention to your body. There is a mother who worries about you every day, so you should take time to visit her and talk to her."

   "Okay." Wen Jiuxiao resisted taking off his hands on his shoulders, "Brother is looking for me for something?"

"It's something—" Shizi's eyes flickered, as if he didn't know how to speak, "I'm ashamed to say it, because my brother was burdened by my body, and I couldn't honor the lintel, so I only had the fun of reading to pass the time. The Imperial College is new. A great Confucianist, I have read his articles for my brother, and I admire him a lot, so I want to make friends.

   "I found out that he likes calligraphy and painting very much. Brother Wei remembers that the third brother collected a picture of a lady from the former famous Jiang Xun. Brother Wei licked his face and wanted to invite—"

   "Yes." Before he finished speaking, Wen Jiuxiao agreed, "Qingfeng will fetch it for Big Brother."

  The son of the world—

   "Okay, okay! Your love, brother has written it down." Shizi said very emotionally.

  Wen Jiuxiao still looked unhappy, "Brothers in the family, you are welcome."

  This scene of brothers and sisters respecting each other moved even Moyan. Although the Hou Ye in the house was biased, but Shizi Ye still had a good brother, San Ye. The third master has always respected the son, and never despised him because of his frail health.

Although the master's affairs are not something that a slave can talk about rashly, Mo Yan still wants to say, don't look at the outside world and say that the second master is young and capable of martial arts, and can inherit the mantle of the marquis, but in Mo Yan's view, the third master is better than the second master. Grandpa is ten thousand times better.

  It’s just a painting, if you give it away, you give it away, Wen Jiuxiao doesn’t care, since he won the painting anyway, it doesn’t cost him any money.

  Qingfeng was not fair for his master, "Third Master, that painting is very precious and can be a family heirloom. When you get married in the future, put it in the dowry, how decent it is!"

   Just give it to Shizi for nothing?

  Although Shi Zi also sent something back later, how much is it worth? It can't be compared with painting at all.

   "Noisy." Wen Jiuxiao glanced at him, then continued to walk towards Mrs. Hou's courtyard.

  Qingfeng shut her mouth, still feeling aggrieved in her heart.

  The third master is just too sincere. If he gets good things, he will either send them to Mrs. Hou's courtyard or give them to the eldest son. The same is true for the son of the world, how much did you take from the third master? He is still an elder brother, how dare you?

  Hey, the third master is good at everything, but he has a lot of money, and he doesn't care about everything except errands, so he is so worried. In the future, the third master will get married and hand over an empty shell to the young lady. The young lady will have to suspect that Qingfeng is incompetent?

  Amid Qingfeng's resentment, Wen Jiuxiao arrived at Mrs. Hou's yard.

  The servant girl was both surprised and happy, "Third Master, you are here!"

   Madam Hou was also surprised, and looked at her younger son lovingly, "Aren't you busy today?"

  Wen Jiuxiao shook his head, Dali Temple has no time to be idle, "Come and talk to mother."

  Hey, is this the sun coming out from the west? How could her stupid son say such a thing?

   "Brother said you were worried about your son."

   Oh, I see, it turned out that the boss asked him to come. But Mrs. Hou was still very happy, and she took her youngest son and talked a lot.

  Wen Jiuxiao listened quietly, either nodding or humming, basically no more than three words.

  After he left, Mrs. Hou couldn't help complaining, "This kid said he came to talk with me, did you hear his voice?"

  Mother Wang joked, "Go back to Madam, the old slave heard it, and the third master has hummed several times."

   "That's true!" Mrs. Hou couldn't help laughing when she thought about it. The third child was also Yuxue, who was cute and clever, but the older she grew up, the more bored she became, like an old pedant. Neither she nor Lord Hou is such a person, and I don't know who the third child is following?

  Xiang Lan walked in lightly, and told about the fact that the eldest son went to the third master's yard. Mrs. Hou smiled and said, "The third son is generous."

  Xiang Lan said: "It depends on who it is. The third master is generous to you and the son of the world. But it may not be true to others, right?"

   Mrs. Hou agrees with this point, "The third child has an independent temper, and not everyone can take his things." Even if it is Lord Hou, there is no way to deal with him?

  Xiang Lan smiled, "So our third master is filial and respectful."

  Mrs. Hou is also very pleased that her biological son gets along well. "Don't look at the third child's cold temper, but the relationship between the two brothers is good as long as they are young. Now that they are older, they still have no birth."

  As a mother, don’t you just hope that your children can live in harmony and unity?

  Wen Jiuxiao's painting, the second master and his wife are also thinking about it. It was the Su family who wanted it, and her natal brother wanted to worship the Great Confucianism as a teacher, but they were in need of a stepping stone, so didn't they put their idea on Wen Jiuxiao?

   "Don't think about it, can you ask for the third child's things?" Wen Chengyao lay down on the bed.

Su followed, "Second Master, do you think I'm for my natal brother? I'm for you. Think about it, now that you've joined the Jinwu Guard, most of my father's and Lord Hou's connections are with generals. If my brothers worship Under Xue Daru's sect, how many students under Xue Daru's sect? How many old friends? My brother benefits, but second master, you don't benefit?"

  Wen Chengyao was really moved, "That's good, but you also know that the third child is very lonely, and his things are not easy to ask for."

  The Su family had already thought about it, "Isn't there a Marquis? Shouldn't an old man ask his son for something?"

  Wen Chengyao was thoughtful, and laughed after a while, "You still have an idea." He gave Su Shi a thumbs up.

  Su gave him an angry look, "Isn't it all for you?"

   "Thank you so much, my wife! My wife is really a good wife for my husband."

  (end of this chapter)