Chapter 8

Jun Zhili was waving a scholar's fan in a pretentious manner and wearing an elegant scholar's gown. At first glance, he looked like a handsome young man.

But if you look more closely, you can see that there is a frivolous look in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and his steps are light and flirtatious. He doesn't look like a serious person at first glance.

The voice arrives before the person arrives.

"Give me the money quickly, I'm going out."

Ten taels of silver a month was not enough for him to live a life of luxury and debauchery outside the mansion.

He spent lavishly in the first half of the month, but had all his money gone by the second half. He always had to ask his mother for help.

But his mother was also a concubine, and her monthly salary was not much. Fortunately, she was favored and could get some from Prince Anle.

The problem is that his mother has a family that is not up to standard, and she relies on her daughter to bring money back every month to support her.

Last month, his grandmother fell seriously ill, and his mother sent a lot of silver to her parents' home. He didn't ask for the money, so he felt depressed for a few days in the mansion.

Today I'm here to collect the money and have a good time.

As soon as Jun Zhili came in, he saw Jun Qingmo sitting in a wheelchair with two taels of silver in his hand.

Then, he noticed his second brother sitting in a wheelchair, raised his eyebrows, and was a little surprised.

He narrowed his eyes, curled the corners of his mouth, glanced to the side, and all the bad thoughts in his stomach came out.

"You, go and bring me those two taels of silver."

He reached out and grabbed and pushed, and the man in blue behind him staggered and almost fell.

Yao Zhien was already nervous when he saw his former master, and after hearing what he said, he lowered his head in shame and stood there motionless.

He hunched over like a quail.

"Don't you forget who your master is? How dare you disobey my orders?"

Jun Zhili acted arrogantly and looked at Jun Qingmo smugly, "Why, are you scared when you see an old friend? If you want to work under me, you won't be of much use if you are so timid."

Not satisfied with scolding, he grabbed the folded fan and hit Yao Zhien on the forehead with the handle.

A red mark immediately appeared on the clean forehead. Jun Zhili said in a harsh voice, "You useless thing, what are you afraid of a paralytic? Go and bring the silver."

The accountants in their rooms heard the commotion outside, but no one dared to come out and cause trouble. They were all busy with their accounts, pretending not to know the noise outside.

In this large and deep courtyard, if you are not careful, you might get into trouble.

Jun Zhili was unable to order people around, and he became furious. He poached people just to make things difficult for Jun Qingmo.

They are both young masters of the royal palace, so why is it that Jun Qingmo always gets all the good things from childhood to adulthood?

Now that he saw the man's poor appearance, he was so happy.

He felt embarrassed because he couldn't order anyone around at the moment, so he beat up Yao Zhien in front of Jun Qingmo.

"Useless thing, you can't even do this little thing, what's the point of having you? You're a piece of shit, like a master, like a servant, just as useless as your original master."

Yao Zhien had been standing there, accepting the beatings and scolding like a wooden man. Upon hearing this, he knelt on his knees and kowtowed to Jun Zhili, admitting his fault. "I am a coward by nature. Third Young Master, you can beat me and scold me as much as you want. I will not say a word."

Yao Zhien endured the punches and kicks from behind. He knew that the Third Young Master was deliberately humiliating him.

He gritted his teeth, he had to go down this path, he had to keep his promises. He had to repay the favors, he had no choice.

Jun Qingmo subconsciously pinched the edge of his sleeve, his knuckles turning white. Because he used too much force, the silver rubbed the skin of his palm and a trace of blood oozed out.

"stop."

"Why, second brother is distressed?"

Jun Zhili stepped on Yao Zhien's back, bent down slightly, opened his folding fan in a self-proclaimed elegant manner, and fanned himself pretentiously.

Jun Qingmo looked at the silent person over there and asked with difficulty, "Why?"

The figure over there froze in place, but he adjusted his direction while kneeling and kowtowed several times to Jun Qingmo.

"It's me who has failed the young master. I was blinded by greed and forgot my principles. Everything is my own fault."

Yao Zhien's eyes were bloodshot. He had been with the young master since he was ten years old. The young master treated him like a brother. He was ungrateful. But he was not just him.

If it were just himself, haha, but he is not just himself.

"I'm sorry, Second Young Master, just think of yourself as raising an ungrateful wolf."

Yao Zhien knelt on the ground, banging his head again and again.

Jun Zhili was unhappy when he saw this, and in order to stop the man's actions, he kicked him over.

"You're acting like a loving master and servant in front of me. It's really annoying."

Jun Qingmo tightly grasped the armrests of the wheelchair and stared at the book boy who grew up with him.

He had never treated him as a servant, so why would he leave him without a word when he was in the most difficult time?

If Yao Zhien had not left suddenly and caught him off guard, he would not have become like that, nor would he have fallen into such a desperate situation.

"I just want to know why? Why are you doing this?" Jun Qingmo's eyes were wet. He gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, his tone choking with sobs. "Even if you want to leave, as long as you tell me, I won't force you to stay."

The fear of being alone at that time was a shadow he would never forget. During that time, he was as helpless as an animal.

Yao Zhien looked at Jun Qingmo, stammered, and ultimately said nothing.

"Okay, pretend, pretend, don't delay me from getting my money and going out to have fun."

Jun Zhili walked up to Jun Qingmo and said, "Second brother, you're a paraplegic and you never go out. You have money but nowhere to spend it. Why don't you take care of your younger brother?"

Upon hearing this, Jun Qingmo looked at Jun Zhili, his eyes filled with anger, and he tightly grasped the two taels of silver in his hand.

If it's just a matter of words and you don't get any respect, then it's fine.

Now, this little bit of money is his last hope, and this man wants to take it away by force?

He didn't want to argue any further and gestured for Zhang Yunniang to leave.

Zhang Yunniang looked at Yao Zhien over there, the only two people she knew well in the palace, and nodded as a greeting. She was of low status and could not do anything else.

But she was also a little disappointed. The young man who used to follow Jun Qingmo with high spirits now seemed to have lost much of his literary spirit.

She was not at all hesitant and pushed the person out.

Since it involved money, Jun Zhili reacted very quickly and stretched out his foot to block it. Fortunately, Zhang Yunniang reacted quickly and steadied her feet and the wheelchair, otherwise both she and the wheelchair would have fallen over.

"You paralytic, don't be so shameless. Give me the silver."

Jun Zhili no longer acted like a young master. He pulled Jun Qingmo's hand and tried to take out the change in it.

Jun Qingmo was sitting in a wheelchair, which did not give him an advantage. After several pushes, the thin wheelchair was overturned to the ground.

Robbing someone of their money is like killing their parents. Zhang Yunniang didn't care about anything else at this moment and immediately joined the battle to push Jun Zhili.

Jun Zhili didn't expect that it would be so difficult to snatch some money from a half-paralyzed person. In anger, he kicked and slammed Jun Qingmo.

Zhang Yunniang was angry, Jun Zhili kicked Jun Qingmo, and Zhang Yunniang kicked Jun Zhili.

Zhang Yunniang didn't know how to fight. While trying to stop Jun Qingmo from getting beaten, she scratched and pinched him, and kicked him wherever she could.

Yao Zhien also stood up at this time and stepped forward to stop this farce, but the scene was extremely chaotic. Zhang Yunniang was a woman, so he didn't dare to touch her at all. He could only try his best to stop Jun Zhili.

In the end, not only did I not pull the man away, but I also got beaten for nothing.

Jun Zhili was kicked several times on the buttocks, and turned around to curse, "You stinky old woman, how dare you kick me, you want to die."

"You are a good person, who told you to rob us?"

"Damn it! I can't do anything to a paraplegic. You stinky bitch, try to tickle me again. Oh, you stinky old woman, you damned bastard."

Jun Zhili was kicked hard on the thigh again. He subconsciously turned around and was about to punch out, but he pulled it back just before it hit the woman's waist and abdomen.

In a flash, he was hit by two claws on the face.

Zhang Yunniang started to tickle people without caring about anything. She watched Jun Qingmo being pressed to the ground, trampled on and slapped, and she became furious.

Jun Qingmo protected his head and held the two taels of silver tightly in his hand. He did not forget that this was what he promised Zhang Yunniang to give her.

"Ouch, you damn bitch, let go, let go, stop pulling my hair."

Jun Zhili screamed as his scalp was pulled. He was sitting on Jun Qingmo's stomach at this time. He was so angry that he sat down with his buttocks hard. Jun Qingmo felt that his waist was about to be broken.

Zhang Yunniang frowned when she saw the man in pain, and she was so angry that she grabbed Jun Zhili's neck with both hands.

Jun Zhili was pinched and screamed, his face flushed red.

"Ahem, Yao Zhien, you clueless bastard, hurry up and pull this stupid old woman away, away from you, cough cough."

As he spoke, he raised his foot and kicked Jun Qingmo in the jaw, "Fuck you, you dead paraplegic, eat my kick."

Jun Qingmo stretched out his hand to stop it but failed and his cheek swelled up instantly.

Jun Zhili sat on Jun Qingmo, his feet on Jun Qingmo's handsome face, his neck and face were pinched red.

Yao Zhien apologized and pulled Zhang Yunniang's hand away, and at the same time pulled Jun Zhili away from Jun Qingmo.

Jun Zhili was choking and coughing. Yao Zhien gave a wink, and Zhang Yunniang lifted up the wheelchair, quickly carried Jun Qingmo onto the wheelchair, and pushed him out in a flash.

From a distance, one could still hear Jun Zhili's curses, his scolding of Yao Zhien, and his roars at Zhang Yunniang.

Zhang Yunniang hit Jun Zhili without mercy, and his face was covered with scratches and his body was bruised. He was too embarrassed to go out and fool around, fearing that people would see and laugh at him, so he sneaked back to his yard.

Zhang Yunniang ran quickly for a while before she dared to rest.

She had just been pushing someone and running around in a panic, not paying attention for a moment, and now she had no idea where she was.

She gasped and looked at the person sitting in the wheelchair. The person's clothes were disheveled, he was covered in dust, his face was red and swollen, and there was a circle of mud marks on his outer clothes.

Jun Qingmo looked at her, moved the corners of his mouth, and forced a smile that was uglier than crying.

He stretched out his hand, and his palm was covered with scratches, and inside lay two taels of silver stained with blood.