Kong Wenjie was not going to give in, and the two brothers started fighting on the kang, punching and kicking. They fought back and forth, but Kong Wenjie was inferior to Kong Wenmin in kung fu, and in the end Kong Wenmin covered his mouth tightly. His two hands were twisted behind his back and held tightly, and Kong Wenmin felt much better. He stared at Kong Wenjie, who was panting, and warned him: "Will you dare to talk nonsense again in the future?"
"I... what am I praying for?" Even though his mouth was covered, Kong Wenjie was not threatened at all. Instead, he stared back with grievance. However, the accent he spoke was a bit ridiculous. "Can you drink more than... Cheng Xiucai? And... you don't like the good sister of the prefect's family? Why are you shrinking my bottom line and praying for me?!"
"You...you are just talking nonsense!" The next second, Kong Wenmin suddenly slapped Kong Wenjie in the face, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will tear your mouth off!"
"I'm just kidding. Why are you blushing?" Kong Wenjie looked at Kong Wenmin's blushing face with disdain. He sighed. "Brother, I said you are already in your early thirties. At your age, you would have children on the same bed. What are you embarrassed about? You are not a 16 or 17-year-old boy anymore."
Kong Wenmin was indeed embarrassed. Something that he had kept in his heart was suddenly revealed by his brother. He felt uncomfortable all over. At that moment, he said with his head down: "Just pretend you don't know. If you dare to go out and tell others, I will beat you to death!"
"Why?" Kong Wenjie frowned, looking incredulous, "Brother, don't you want to marry Miss Fang?"
"How can I be worthy of him?" Kong Wenmin said in a low voice, "He is the apple of the eye of the prefect, and I am just a guard. In the eyes of ordinary people, I may have some status, but in front of him, I am just a servant."
"Brother, what you said is too harsh. Can we be the same as the guards in this mansion?" Kong Wenjie looked disapproving. After a pause, he said, "Besides, I don't think Miss Fang is someone who despises the poor and loves the rich. Lord Fang also has a good personality, otherwise he wouldn't have invited Chen Qingxuan over again and again. With Chen Qingxuan's noble character, if it were someone else, let alone the high-ranking prefect, even a county magistrate would probably bear a grudge against him."
"Why are you talking about him again for no reason?" Kong Wenmin was overwhelmed when he heard Chen Qingxuan's name. "Don't mention that sour scholar in front of me anymore. It's annoying!"
"Brother, you said you are not worthy of Miss Fang, right? What about Mr. Chen? Do you think Mr. Chen is worthy of Miss Fang?" But Kong Wenjie was determined to say something that Kong Wenmin didn't want to hear.
"He's nothing!" As expected, Kong Wenmin exploded again the next second, "Look at his cowardly appearance of being unable to lift anything, who knows, he might even be useless in bed! Any woman will suffer the same fate as him! Not to mention Miss Fang, he can forget about it in this life!"
Kong Wenjie looked at his brother's angry face and couldn't help shrinking his neck: "Brother, no matter how much you hate me, you don't have to curse me like that, right? What about maybe I'm useless in bed? It's as if you saw it with your own eyes. I heard that Mr. Chen is the only son in three generations, and Grandma Chen is looking forward to having a great-grandson. If she heard what you said just now, I'm afraid she would tear your mouth apart at the risk of her life."
"Are you done yet?" Kong Wenmin was completely impatient. He pushed Kong Wenjie away and put on his clothes. "Anyway, don't mention him in front of me anymore."
"Do you think I am willing? When was it not you who first provoked others? Humph," Kong Wenjie hummed, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and hurriedly said to Kong Wenmin, "By the way, brother, I have something important to discuss with you."
"What's the matter?" Kong Wenjie didn't care much and continued to put on his clothes.
"A few days ago, I saw with my own eyes the deposed prince's subordinates going down the mountain to look for a doctor," Kong Wenjie looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping, then he leaned in front of Kong Wenmin and lowered his voice, "In the end, guess what? He spent three taels of silver and finally invited Doctor Lu, who was originally reluctant to go out, to the mountain."
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