The weather has been getting colder and colder recently. The sky was overcast early in the morning, and snowflakes started to fall in the evening. When Wen Jiuxiao returned to the house from the Yamen, it was already snowing heavily.

"Second brother." Wen Jiuxiao saw his second brother Wen Chengyao walking through the veranda over there with his hands in a cage.

Living in the same house, it was normal for them to meet. Originally, Wen Jiuxiao didn't take it to heart, but the second brother clearly saw him, but turned around and walked back. The more he shouted, the further away he walked.

With such a guilty conscience, what bad things have you done?

Wen Jiuxiao narrowed his eyes, took a few steps to catch up, and grabbed Wen Chengyao, "Are you bullying my son again?"

"Nonsense, when did I bully him? Don't slander me, third brother." Wen Chengyao got angry and threw his hand away.

"Then if I call you, why are you running?"

"I, when did I run away? Did you call me? I didn't hear you." Wen Chengyao was cheating.

He felt very bitter. Could he say that it was a subconscious reaction?

Wen Jiuxiao didn't bother to expose his lie, "Didn't you hear it? Do you hear it now?" He stared at his face. Well, the bruises on his face were almost gone.

He grabbed Wen Chengyao's arm with one hand, raised his fist with the other and hit him in the face with lightning speed.

It only takes a moment, no more, no less, and it's over in three strokes.

Wen Chengyao was beaten so hard that he would have fallen to the ground if there wasn't a wall behind him. He screamed, covered his face and asked angrily: "Third brother, what are you doing?"

My eyes hurt so much that I couldn't see people clearly. I reached out and touched my nose, and it started to bleed.

The bright red blood fell on the snow, making it even more dazzling. Wen Chengyao was confused, "You are the third child, you hit me? You are disrespectful, you, you, I will fight with you." He looked at Wen Jiuxiao with a ferocious expression.

Pounce.

Contempt flashed in Wen Jiuxiao's dark eyes, and her cold gaze passed over him. The second sister-in-law was doing confinement, and the second brother had gained a lot of weight. His figure showed that he had neglected to exercise. Usually Wen Jiuxiao would not let him go.

In my eyes, let alone now?

Wen Jiuxiao quickly dodged and hooked, and Wen Chengyao staggered forward. He lay on the ground in a daze, and only came to his senses when the pain on his forehead came. The culprit, Wen Jiuxiao, had already strode away.

"It's too much to bully someone!" Wen Chengyao punched the ground with hatred, but his hands hurt from the punches. Coupled with the injuries on his face, his mouth and eyes squinted in pain.

Damn the third child, he has become more arrogant and domineering since becoming a marquis. Now you dare to beat him for no reason. If things continue like this, will he still have a place in this house?

Wen Chengyao felt great hatred in his heart. If it weren't for him, if he couldn't beat him, he would have rushed to the Sanfang courtyard to settle the score with him.

No, he must let his father control him.

Wen Chengyao rushed into Marquis Wu'an's courtyard despite his embarrassment and a wounded face.

"Did you fight with someone? How did you end up like this?" Marquis Wu An was shocked by him.

He stared at his son's face, always feeling that it looked strangely familiar. Before he could remember why it looked familiar, he heard his second son say: "Father, the third brother is too much. He hurts people indiscriminately. Look how badly he beat me."

I'm still his brother, he..."

"The wound on your face was inflicted by the third daughter-in-law?" Wu Anhou was shocked. No wonder it looked familiar to him. Isn't this the same injury as the one inflicted by the third daughter-in-law last time?

"Yes, it was the third brother who beat me." Wen Chengyao was extremely angry, "Father, the injury last time was just right, but the third brother... my son hasn't been to the Yamen for more than half a month." Although he can take leave, he is so long.

What if the time is gone and his job is replaced by someone else? Even if he can get it back, it will take a lot of trouble!

Wen Chengyao was still thinking about going up. How could he have the face to go out after his third son beat him like this? After not showing up for such a long time, this year's evaluation... Wen Chengyao was so angry that he almost vomited blood, "Father, you have to

Make the decision for your son!"

He looked at Marquis Wu An eagerly like a child who had been wronged.

Wen Chengyao was born well, and he was good at showing off. Every time he showed such aggrieved expression, he could always touch the heart of Marquis Wu An.

However, right now, he is staring at such a hurt face and making an aggrieved expression...it's really hard to watch.

Marquis Wu An looked away silently, "How are you going to let me make the decision for you?"

Naturally, he should be punished severely, and it would be best to ask him to become a monk. The third child is so rebellious and unethical.

First, give him twenty lashes, and then make him kneel in the ancestral hall and reflect for ten days. The more severe the punishment, the better.

However, Wen Chengyao couldn't say this, "As a younger brother, he beat his elder brother like this, why should he apologize to his son?" No, he just wanted to retaliate with an eye for an eye.

"Why did the third child take action?" Marquis Wu An asked.

Wen Chengyao looked aggrieved and said, "My son didn't know that he was walking well on the road. He punched me three times when he came up." After beating the person, he walked away in a hurry. He felt very hateful.

Marquis Wu An looked at the flash of resentment in his son's eyes, and suddenly sighed.

The third child always said that the second child was stupid, and now he also felt that the second child was not very smart. The third child beat him, but he still didn’t know why he was beaten? Why did he come to him to seek justice?

"The third child will not hit you for no reason. Think about what you have done." Marquis Wu An reminded.

Wen Chengyao looked sad and angry, "Father, don't you even believe in your son? My son really didn't do anything. My son knew that the third child had a bad temper and gave in to him in everything, but he..." his voice choked up.

What a bastard! How could he have such a bastard brother?

Marquis Wu An had no choice but to say: "If you think about it carefully, you wronged Zhouzhou's child."

Wen Chengyao couldn't believe it, "Isn't that..." It's already over? "The third brother and sister, she still..." He was beaten by a woman, how could he have the shame to say it?

"You think it's over, but it's not over in your third brother's heart. If it were you, would you be angry if your son was so wronged? You also said that the third brother has a bad temper, and he is a protector, Zhou.

Zhou is his eldest son, can he not feel pain? Can he not help him find his place?"

Marquis Wu An glanced at his second son, who had his mouth wide open, and said, "You also said that it was the third daughter-in-law who hit you. That was because she, as a mother, stood up for her son. As the third son's father, how could he not react at all?

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When Zhouzhou was wrongly accused, Lao San never came to him to make trouble, nor did he take any action. Wu Anhou's heart has been hanging on him. @ESSENTIAL\/书馆*First update~~

Now, although it was not kind of him as a father to think this way, he was indeed relieved to know that the third child beat the second child.

The third child's anger has come out, so there shouldn't be any more trouble, right? He was really scared by that bastard, and he was even more afraid that the third child would move out with his wife and children in a fit of anger. After all, he was now the Marquis of Pingbei.

The residence given by the emperor is not far from the Wu'an Hou Mansion. If you go through the front door, you have to go around in a big circle. But if you go through the back door, you can just go out of the back door. There is only a road separated.

"So, my son's beating was in vain?" It took Wen Chengyao a long time to find his voice.

"Otherwise?" Marquis Wu An sympathized with his son, "You said it was the same for you, why did you provoke the third child? He can't quarrel with you, and you are no match for him if he beats you. Besides, the third child is also standing up for his son this time, okay?

Yes, from now on... you should avoid him! Go back, the injury is not serious, it just looks scary, he will be fine in a few days."

Wen Chengyao…….


Chapter completed!