Marquis Cheng'en immediately threw an inkstone and pointed at Zhou Wencan's nose, cursing, "You rebellious son, what are you talking about?"
Zhou Wencan didn't care about his father, Marquis Cheng'en's anger at all. After all, ever since he became independent, his father would get angry every other day, even calling him a rebellious son.
In Zhou Wencan's opinion, it was just like calling him a good son. He couldn't really do anything to him anyway.
"Father, listen to what you're saying first! Third brother, who's neither good at literature nor martial arts, is even a co-magistrate? Even as a constable, I'm worried he'll be a drag on others."
Marquis Cheng'en was so angry that he pulled out several strands of his beard. He knew he could do nothing to his eldest son, so he could only turn his attention to his grandson.
Zhou Zhiyi didn't care, because he knew that unless the emperor was crazy, he would never agree to his grandfather's request.
Even if Grandfather really did get it, Third Uncle might still be a hostage in his hands. Then it would be much easier for me to ask Grandfather for help.
Zhou Zhiyi looked up at his grandfather with genuine curiosity and sincerity. "It doesn't matter to me, grandson, but why did you give the position of 'Tongzhi' to my third uncle?"
When Marquis Cheng'en heard his grandson say the first sentence, he still had a smile on his face. But when he heard the second sentence, his face turned red with embarrassment.
If he had this ability, would the third brother still be hanging around Yuan'an every day?
Marquis Cheng'en cursed his eldest and second sons again in his heart, but he still looked at his eldest son Zhou Wencan for help.
"Father, don't look down on me as a rebellious son. I don't have that ability. If I had that ability, my children wouldn't have to study so hard."
At this moment, Zhou Wencan really wanted to call his father "old and confused".
Marquis Cheng'en really thought this was a good opportunity, so he could only play his self-righteous trump card, "If you can solve this problem of your third brother, I will give you the title."
"Oh, father is still young, you should continue to be the Marquis of Cheng'en! I'm not in a hurry. You can even not give it to me, just give it to the third brother, and then the elder brother can inherit it after the younger brother dies.
My son never cared about the process.”
After Zhou Wencan finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair casually. He spoke the harshest words in the most relaxed manner.
After hearing what Zhou Wencan said, Marquis Cheng'en overturned everything on the desk.
Even though Marquis Cheng'en was furious, he didn't forget to glare at Zhou Wencan fiercely, "Zhou Wencan, I advise you to quit while you're ahead."
"I'm not very smart and I've never been able to understand my father's expression."
Anyway, Zhou Wencan just looked like he would not listen to anything.
"Okay, okay, well done. This Lord Marquis won't beg you. I just don't believe it. I don't believe that without you, Zhou Wencan still can't find someone who can help with this matter."
Marquis Cheng'en felt like he was being bullied, and his ill-informed grandson didn't even offer him a break. He could only lash out at the words and pace around the room in anger.
Zhou Zhiyi, from the angle his grandfather could see, gave his father Zhou Wencan a look, meaning that his father should take it easy, as he couldn't be in mourning now.
Zhou Wencan returned Zhou Zhiyi's look, meaning 'he knows his limits'.
However, this look was seen by Marquis Cheng'en, who became even more angry. "Today I must give you and your son a good beating."
After Marquis Cheng'en finished speaking, he began to look for something useful around him.
Zhou Wencan was not someone who could sit still, so he immediately sat up straight, looking as if he was ready to run at any time.
Zhou Zhiyi stood behind Zhou Wencan calmly, showing the deep love between father and son.
Fortunately, at this time, the servant outside reported that "Princess Fu'an is coming this way."
The three people in the study all breathed a sigh of relief, especially Marquis Cheng'en, who finally had a way out.
Otherwise, if he really beat the eldest son and his son, he was worried that the third son would have to stay in bed for several months. He didn't know whether the third son hated the eldest son or not, but he would definitely hate him and his wife.
When Zhou Zhiyi saw this, he immediately called someone in to clean up the study.
So when Zhou Qiongyue came in, the room was already filled with a loving father and filial son.
As soon as Zhou Qiongyue entered, the three generations of grandparents, including Marquis Cheng'en, stood up and saluted, "Greetings, Princess Fu'an!"
Zhou Qiongyue nimbly avoided it, "Grandfather, Dad, Big Brother, what are you doing? We are all family."
Zhou Wencan spoke quickly, fearing that if he was late, his father would say something unbecoming. "Yue'er is here, are Chang'er and Kang'er here?"
Marquis Cheng'en knew what his eldest son meant, and he curled his lips indifferently.
He wasn't crazy. He made excessive demands on his son because he knew that if it worked out, he would win, but if it didn't, he couldn't do anything to his father.
But it’s different for granddaughters. As the saying goes, ‘A daughter who is married off is like water poured out’, let alone a granddaughter.
Now he is just polite to Zhou Qiongyue, acting like a kind and amiable old man.
Zhou Qiongyue sat down next to her eldest brother and explained with a smile, "I'm the only one here. The weather isn't warm enough yet, so I didn't bring the two children with me. The prince left for the camp outside the capital this morning."
As soon as Zhou Qiongyue sat down, she saw her father Zhou Wencan walk straight to her eldest brother's seat, picked him up, and sat down himself.
Zhou Zhiyi pursed his lips and went to sit where his father had just sat. He just kept complaining about his father's childishness in his heart.
Zhou Wencan quickly gave his daughter a suggestion, "The prince is busy, so Yue'er, if you have any problems in or outside the palace, just tell your parents and they will help you solve them."
Seeing this, Marquis Cheng'en also smiled and interjected, "You can also tell Grandfather!"
"Thank you, Grandpa and Dad." Zhou Qiongyue thanked him with a smile, not formally, just like acting coquettishly.
But the smile on Zhou Wencan's face was as free as can be, and his eyes were smiling.
Who says that only the elderly need to be felt by their children? Zhou Wencan feels very happy because his daughter trusts and relies on him.
Marquis Cheng'en looked at his eldest son's two different faces, and it was hard to look at them. "Yier is going to Quanzhou. You and your son must have a lot to talk about. The three of you should go to the eldest son's study and talk!"
Don’t forget to come to the main courtyard for lunch later. It’s so rare for the whole family to be together.”
Of course Zhou Qiongyue and the others agreed readily, and then the three of them moved to Zhou Wencan's study.
Zhou Qiongyue felt much more at ease when she arrived at her father's study, and her sitting posture became much more casual, not to mention the snacks she loved placed in front of her.
While she was eating, she even felt that the jade bracelet on her hand was in the way, so she took it off and put it aside.
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