Seeing that neither of them had any objections, Zhou Wencan waved his hand perfunctorily at them, "Alright, both of you can leave! Aunt Sun, pack up and go to the farm tomorrow!"
Zhou Zhiwen wanted to say something more, but Aunt Sun quickly pulled her son to kowtow and leave. She was afraid that if Zhou Zhiwen continued to say something, the prince would really abandon his son to the farm.
Her son is her only hope for the future.
Zhou Zhiwen knelt for the entire afternoon without any regrets, but now he regretted it. It was his impulsiveness that harmed his aunt.
So he knelt in the ancestral hall crying and feeling a lot of resentment. But he didn't know who to blame, as no one was a soft persimmon he could handle.
Zhou Zhiwen had already knelt in the ancestral hall for an entire afternoon and then for an entire night. When he came out of the ancestral hall, he was faced with the sight of his aunt going to the farm.
He couldn't bear it anymore and fell ill. It took him half a month to recover.
Zhou Zhiwen hadn't felt any difference during the past two weeks of recuperation, except for his aunt's absence. But after he recovered, he found that everything was no longer as smooth as before.
The most obvious thing is that he used to be able to order whatever he wanted, but now he can only get what's in his portion. If he wants to eat something else, the kitchen will ask him to pay more.
The writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone prepared for him by the mansion were not as good as before, and the quality of the materials used to make his clothes was obviously not at the same level as before.
And he observed that only his was like this, everyone else's was the same as before.
It’s not that these are unusable, but Zhou Zhiwen can’t accept these after having used better ones.
He felt that his stepmother was targeting him, and he didn't think he was someone who would be easily bullied. So one day, he blocked his father Zhou Wencan in the front yard.
As soon as he saw Zhou Wencan, he knelt down and said, "Father, I have something to tell you."
Zhou Wencan did not refuse and said directly: "Let's go to the study to talk."
After all, he is his son, and he cannot ignore his responsibility.
Zhou Zhiwen was delighted to see that his father was so easy to talk to, and felt that his father still cared about him.
With this feeling, Zhou Zhiwen was in a good mood all the way with Zhou Wencan.
When they arrived at the study, Zhou Wencan did not embarrass his son and said directly: "What's the matter? Tell me!"
Zhou Zhiwen immediately knelt on the ground, "Father, even though I did something wrong, I can't be against you..."
When Zhou Zhiwen thought about his food, clothing, housing and transportation in the past few days, tears suddenly came to his eyes.
While crying, Zhou Zhiwen recounted the treatment he had received during this period. He thought that after he finished speaking, his father would become furious and then go to settle the score with his mother.
But he waited for a long time and didn't get what he wanted to hear.
As soon as Zhou Zhiwen looked up, he saw his father's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
His heart sank for an inexplicable moment. "Is father trying to protect mother and not trust his son?"
Zhou Wencan finally spoke under his son's angry gaze:
"No, I believe it. Your mother is a person who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment. But you said your mother treated you harshly, that's really not the case.
The treatment you receive now is exactly how the mansion treats a concubine's daughter. All the money you spent in the past was subsidized by your mother out of kindness.
Now that you are thinking about Yue'er's things, your mother is unwilling to subsidize you anymore. Isn't that human nature?
You are also a student abroad, so you should know what kind of life other concubines' children live.
Your mother is so good to you, but you have no gratitude at all. When you were thinking about your sister's things, you didn't even think about your sister's situation.
If you were Prince Fu'an, would you be okay with your wife? "
Zhou Zhiwen felt aggrieved. He had already paid such a huge price. "But my son only asked his sister and didn't do anything else."
Seeing that his son didn't think he had done anything wrong, Zhou Wencan's expression turned even colder. "If you really did something, I won't tolerate you, not to mention your mother."
Zhou Zhiwen actually had a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart. When he heard his father say this, it was like a fireball ignited instantly, and he looked a little reckless:
"Why? I feel it's unfair. I, my eldest brother, my fifth brother, and my younger sister are all your children. Why should they have everything when they are born, while I can only pick up what they don't want?"
Zhou Wencan was not surprised to hear his son Zhou Zhiwen say this. He had seen before that this was a man with lofty ambitions.
"Oh, who told you that you can't reincarnate! Your elder brother and his brothers are noble because they were born to your mother.
Your mother was your father's legal wife, a perfect match, a powerful union. From the moment we got married, we became a community of shared interests.
So, in theory, everything your father has belongs to your eldest brother and his family. If your father gets into trouble someday, it will be your mother who will accompany me through the hard times and provide me with connections and resources.
How can this be compared to your concubine who climbs into your bed? Do you know what a concubine is?
When the mistress is happy, she keeps them for fun, and when she is unhappy, she sells them or kills them, and no one can say anything.
Your mother is kind and doesn't like to make things difficult for concubines. Don't think that you can compare with your elder brother and others because of this.
Your future and everything else are in your mother's hands. Stop jumping around, or you'll end up begging wherever you want."
The last sentence is definitely Zhou Wencan’s advice to his son.
Zhou Wencan thought he had fulfilled his responsibilities as a father, and if this kid was still not satisfied, he could only let him do as he pleased.
Anyway, his two legitimate sons are now grown up and he will have a grandson soon.
If his illegitimate children were restless, he would separate them out in advance and let them do whatever they wanted to him.
In Zhou Wencan's opinion, this boy was raised with care by his aunt. He had no worries about food, clothing, wealth, and even the freedom to study and practice martial arts. No other illegitimate children in Yuan'an had a better life than his own family.
Madam has done all this, and if he still favors his illegitimate daughter, he will be forcing Madam to fight.
By then it will be a question whether this kid can be alive.
Zhou Wencan waited a long time after he finished speaking. Seeing Zhou Zhiwen's doubtful look on his face, he didn't want to see this stupid boy at all. "If you can't figure it out, go back and figure it out yourself. Get lost!"
Seeing his father say this, Zhou Zhiwen could only bow woodenly and leave.
He came here full of anger and left feeling lost.
He had never thought that being born out of wedlock was such an embarrassing position. Only now did he realize what a stupid thing he had done.
Only at this moment did he clearly realize how stupid he was. Even if the Cheng'en Marquis's Mansion, no, even if his father had such a quota, it would not be his turn, let alone the Fu'an Prince's Mansion.
But once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back, and there is no medicine for regret. Zhou Zhiwen can only think about being content in the future, hoping that his stepmother will forget his stupid behavior.
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