Chapter 32 No Hope
Ji Hongde almost vomited blood.
He didn't care about maintaining his sophisticated and calm image. He walked up to Ji Changqing in two steps, lowered his voice, and asked through gritted teeth, "Do you know what you are doing?"
Ji Changqing said in a clear voice: "I specially sent back my second uncle's wandering offspring, naturally to add to the Ji family and make grandfather smile."
Still laughing?
I'm so angry!
Ji Hongde shivered his beard and scolded Ji Changqing: "You did something good yourself, why are you pushing it onto your uncle? Instead of starting a family properly, you're following others and keeping a mistress. Get out of here right now!"
Ji Changqing looked at Ji Peiyuan and said with a smile, "Second Uncle, why don't you recognize them as mother and son?"
Ji Peiyuan was already sweating profusely. Even if he had ten times the courage, he would never dare to have anything to do with Jin and Anger in front of Princess Shouyang.
"Changqing, everyone is responsible for their own actions. Even if you are worried that they will affect your chances of getting a wife, you can't blame them on your second uncle."
Ji Changqing sneered and said to An Ge'er, "Your mother wants to be exiled, and your father refuses to acknowledge you. It seems that we have no choice but to send you to the orphanage."
An Ge'er was so scared that his face turned pale and he looked at Ji Peiyuan for help.
Ji Peiyuan looked confused.
Kim is going into exile?
What is exile?
The next moment, Jin rushed over, knelt down at his feet, grabbed his arm and cried bitterly.
"Master, you said that the old man's birthday party would allow my mother and I to return to our roots. You can't go back on your word!"
When did he say that!
"Let go! You woman, you have no shame, but Chang Qing still has some!"
Ji Peiyuan waved his arms, trying to shake off Jin, but Jin held him even tighter.
"Even if you don't care about my life, you can't ignore An Ge'er. He is your own flesh and blood!"
All the guests looked at him sideways.
Ji Peiyuan was so embarrassed that he wanted to die.
Seeing that Princess Shouyang's expression was getting colder and colder, he knew that the more angry she was, the more indifferent her expression became, and he wished he could kick Jin to death.
"Are you going to die?"
He warned sharply.
However, Jin was not shaken at all and continued to beg.
What he didn't know was that before coming to the Ji Mansion, Ji Changqing had Jin taken to the prison, and in front of her, beat her brother so badly that his skin was torn and flesh was exposed, killing almost his life.
"I know you ordered him to do that," Ji Changqing looked at her coldly, "I'll take you and your son to the Ji Mansion's birthday banquet later. If you can't get Ji Peiyuan to recognize you and your son, you'll be exiled like your brother."
Everyone knows that Ji Changqing is a ruthless fellow. He can plunder the houses of dukes and marquises at will, and behead them at will. How can a woman like her have a good ending if she is exiled to a soldier?
She regretted it deeply.
If I had known earlier, I would not have gotten on bad terms with Feng Qingsui and would not have let my brother find someone to pretend to be from the Duke's Mansion to deal with her.
However, the matter was done, what else could she do except do as Ji Changqing said?
"Master, please have pity on us mother and son and give us a chance to live."
Jin burst into tears.
"Okay, it's a great day, stop making a fuss. Anyone with eyes can see that the child is yours, so stop pretending."
Princess Shouyang suddenly spoke.
Jin stopped crying.
Ji Peiyuan's heart was in his throat. What did Shouyang mean?
Princess Shouyang looked at Ji Hongde and said, "Now that everyone is here, let's start the banquet."
Ji Hongde's heart sank.
If Princess Shouyang had made a scene, it would have been fine, as it would have shown that she still cared about the Second Prince. But now that she wasn't making a scene and was even taking care of the banquet, I'm afraid...
He glared at Ji Changqing fiercely.
Ji Changqing pretended not to see it, sat down slowly in the seat reserved for him, and started to eat the banquet leisurely.
The guests were stunned by his "big gift" and did not dare to get close to him.
Ji Changqing said goodbye after eating his fill.
At the Ji Mansion, it was like a major earthquake, with people and horses falling to the ground.
First, Princess Shouyang divorced her husband Ji Peiyuan on the grounds that he was unfaithful to her husband. She also beat him with a hundred sticks and broke both of his legs.
Subsequently, Ji Hongde, the retired minister, was stripped of all benefits for retired officials and was ordered not to hold any teaching position.
Later, the official posts of Master Ji San and Master Ji Si were also dismissed.
Although their official positions were not high, only fifth or sixth rank officials, there was a world of difference between having an official position and not having one.
It can be said that the farce of the birthday banquet directly kicked the Ji family out of the ranks of aristocratic families and turned them into an ordinary family.
Jin originally thought that it didn't matter that Ji Peiyuan was divorced, at least the mother and daughter had a legitimate relationship.
When all the Ji family members were stripped of their official positions, she was regarded as a nuisance by the whole family and was not even given hot meals. She had to serve Ji Peiyuan, who had broken legs, day and night, only then did she realize that hard days were waiting for her.
"It's better to just be a mistress!"
She regretted her decision.
Ji Hongde also regretted his decision.
"If I had known this bastard was even more evil than his father, I should have drowned him in the toilet when he was born!"
He gasped.
After the birthday banquet, he fell ill in bed, coughing day and night, and half of his body was buried in the ground.
My old wife, Mrs. He, sighed.
"You are just too hot-tempered. If you hadn't forced Zheng'er to marry a noble lady, he wouldn't have returned to Jiangzhou to serve as an official. You and your son are inseparable, so why would Changqing go against you?"
Ji Hongde puffed his beard and glared: "Is it my fault?"
"I'm not blaming you," He said soothingly, "but now that things have come to this, dwelling on the past is useless. It's better to think of a way to remedy the situation."
"How can we fix this? It's hopeless."
Ji Hongde muttered to himself.
"That evil creature treats me like an enemy. The second, third, and fourth sons are all useless. My grandsons are good at cockfighting and bird-walking, but they get headaches just by reading. It's good enough that they don't squander the family fortune. How can we expect them to bring honor to the family? Dream on!"
"You can't write two characters for 'Ji' with one stroke."
He smiled.
"As long as Changqing has the surname Ji, he is a member of our Ji family. Even if he doesn't recognize us today, he may not recognize us tomorrow."
Ji Hongde heard the hidden meaning in her words and asked doubtfully, "What's your idea?"
He smiled and said, "There's an old saying that goes, 'Women are like the wind beside your pillow, you have to listen even if you don't want to.' Changqing hasn't married yet, has he? If we can let him marry a woman who is loyal to us, then over time, we won't have to worry about him not returning to his roots."
"I just happen to have a candidate here. She's my second niece's granddaughter from my mother's side. She's incredibly beautiful, and I find her so pitiful that I can't help but feel sorry for her. She's also incredibly smart, and she'll definitely be able to control Chang Qing."
Ji Hongde thought the first half of the sentence made sense, but the second half made him feel it was unreliable.
"It's not that I look down on your He family, but with that evil creature's current status and position, he can choose any daughter of a duke or marquis, or even a princess. I'm afraid a mere daughter of a baron's mansion would not be in his eyes."
"It's hard to say about marriage."
He sneered.
"Back then, Qi was still a concubine's daughter, but Changqing's father still insisted on marrying her. Maybe Changqing inherited his father's bloodline and is also a love-struck person."
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