"Stop your damn nonsense, come here and kneel down until your third aunt forgives you," Jiang Chengzong said coldly.
Young Master Pan opened his mouth to argue, but after meeting his father's gaze, he immediately fell silent and obediently knelt down beside him, facing the main gate of Qingxi Pavilion, looking like he would never get up.
Hongmei was shocked and quickly said, "Master, the Third Madam has already forgiven Young Master Pan. You two should go back now!"
"The ground is covered in melted snow, it's dirty and cold, how can we let Young Master Pan kneel here!"
No matter how she tried to persuade them, the father and son in front of her remained silent and their attitude was firm.
Having no other option, she lifted the curtain to prepare to announce the arrival of the messenger.
Jiang Chengzong squinted, staring intently at the gate, though his mind was in complete turmoil.
These past few days, the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion has been in turmoil. The father has been frequently promoting the concubines, the mother has started to take stock of the accounts, and the couple argues every time they meet, seemingly indicating that they want to separate the family. Even the steward and servants can sense the strange situation.
He asked Li Chunlan, but only received a vague answer; clearly, she didn't want to say more.
But after pressing him repeatedly, he finally got an answer, which sounded like a fantasy.
"My third sister-in-law possesses a magical artifact that can predict the future and trace back to the past. She even saved Pan Ge'er before. Now that my parents are arguing so much, I guess they heard some secret from my third sister-in-law."
He naturally didn't believe it, but with Li Chunlan's intelligence, she simply couldn't have made up such a story.
The argument between the parents started after the third brother and sister-in-law served tea, and all the evidence pointed to Qingxi Pavilion.
He has to come.
It wasn't easy for the eldest brother-in-law to get into his younger brother and sister-in-law's yard, especially when his younger brother wasn't home. So he had to carry Pan Ge'er along and use him as an excuse.
Finally, Hongmei came out again and invited the two of them into the house.
Pan Ge'er stood up from the ground, patted his knees, and couldn't help but say with disgust, "You made me kneel for two cups of tea's worth of time. You really are a black-hearted person!"
He muttered to himself, which Hongmei didn't hear, but Jiang Chengzong heard it clearly. He picked up the little fat boy.
"Young lady, please go in first. I need to say a few words to this little rascal," he said to Hongmei with a smile.
When only the father and son were left outside, Jiang Chengzong slapped the chubby boy on the back.
"If you dare to utter another word! If you utter another word!" He slapped her twice more.
“I told you before we came that you owe me two beatings. When you get inside, behave yourself and don’t spout nonsense, or I’ll go easy on you when we get back. If you keep talking like that, I’ll beat the shit out of you, you hear me?”
The chubby boy immediately deflated, completely losing his smugness. He shrunk his neck and slumped into the house.
"Nephew greets Third Aunt."
Under the pressure of his father, the chubby boy solemnly clasped his hands in a salute, his face serious, and he looked quite respectable.
"Get up quickly, it's so cold, don't catch a cold." Xu Wanying waved her hand gently.
"Brother, please have a seat."
“Sister-in-law, I was in the army when you and my third brother got married and was unable to return home. This little rascal was completely lawless in the manor and even smashed your head. I brought him here to sincerely repent.”
She said urgently, "Brother, Pan-ge'er has come several times already. If he comes again, I really won't have the face to see him. My head injury will heal with time, so you don't need to worry about it."
Perhaps she was too anxious, because she choked and started coughing.
[Coming again and again, isn't it annoying? What's the use of just talking? Look at this chubby kid, all fat and bloated, getting fatter every time. I don't see a shred of remorse on his face, and he's living a carefree life!]
A disdainful voice rang out, the exact opposite of her previous urgent tone, filled with sarcasm and dissatisfaction.
Both father and son were stunned. Jiang Chengzong's heart was in turmoil; it was actually true.
He had been quietly observing the situation. Although the second, unfriendly statement was spoken by Xu Wanying, she did not open her mouth at the time.
"You're talking nonsense—"
The chubby boy, who had been defiant, didn't pay much attention. He thought she had suddenly stopped pretending and was speaking her mind. He was so angry that his eyes widened and he opened his mouth to scold her.
He had only uttered two words when he was kicked in the butt, causing him to fall to the ground and swallow the rest of his words.
Wow, that was a great kick! The little chubby boy was cheering!
[System, any gossip about this chubby kid? You said he was going to be castrated and become a eunuch, what exactly happened? Tell us!]
Let me take a look!
An unfamiliar electronic sound suddenly appeared, startling the chubby boy. He immediately looked around suspiciously, trying to find out who was playing tricks.
To avoid arousing Xu Wanying's suspicion with his strange behavior, Jiang Chengzong raised his leg and kicked him again.
The system continued: "The little fat boy's life was very short. Not long after his father died, he joined the army to avenge his father, but he failed and was captured by his enemies. They deliberately injured his genitals, making him a eunuch."
Xu Wanying was slightly startled: [His biological father is dying? He's my brother-in-law, the one I'm not really married to. How did he die?]
[This involves a shocking revelation. The host is currently experiencing low mood and insufficient energy, making it impossible to provide further support!]
"Who would be happy to be woken up so early in the morning! Let's talk about his dark history!" She pouted.
The system was very accommodating this time, offering no hesitation: "[Little Fatty has always been a simpleton. He even wet the bed when he was eight. Afraid of being laughed at, he told people it was his dad who did it. In his eyes, his father was the most powerful person, and even if others knew Jiang Chengzong wet his pants, they wouldn't dare laugh.]"
He was still dragging his wet pants, shouting loudly, which made the maids burst into laughter. He laughed along, saying that his father was so old and still wet the bed, even worse than him. Of course, Li Chunlan kept this a secret; it was just the servants in the Marquis's mansion gossiping privately that their young master was almost thirty and still wet the bed.
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