I am not a good person

It was the first time to appreciate the night in Xu Mansion, and Xu Yuan's mood became unusual: "It must be my mother who is blessing me in the sky!"

Zhao Zenian responded casually: "Well, when you are free, I will give your mother three more sticks of incense."

"Unfortunately, my mother's name cannot be recorded in the genealogy."

Zhao Zenian changed his posture, lying on the wide long board between the two colonnades, and stretched his limbs: "It is not impossible to do this. If you can become the head of the Xu family in the future, add a name to the family tree. What is a name?"

"Hush——" Xu Yuan glanced around vigilantly: "You must not say such things, I am already satisfied with having a family, and I dare not even think about extra things. I Mother said that one must be content and not be greedy!"

Zhao Zenian smiled, and said something unclear: "Silly boy..."

Bearing in mind that the two rooms at Yuelai Inn have not been returned, Zhao Zenian planned to do it the next day after breakfast.

After the two got up and washed, it might be early in the morning, and the sweeping servant hadn't woken up yet. Apart from the flowers and trees in the wide yard, there was only the fresh air in the morning.

On a whim, Xu Yuan broke off a branch that was as long as an arm from a tree, and practiced his sword skills.

Zhao Zenian was not in the habit of demonstrating martial arts in front of others, so he just sat there and watched him play.

Not long after, Xu Wenxuan came in from the courtyard gate and greeted them with a smile: "Brother, Mr. Zhao, good morning!"

Zhao Zenian nodded politely, and Xu Yuan was indescribably happy when he saw this younger brother who was close to him and helped him: "Good morning, Wenxuan, have you had breakfast yet?"

Xu Wenxuan replied: "It's still early, and the meal must have not been cooked, otherwise the people in the kitchen would have brought it long ago!"

Xu Yuan was puzzled: "Then why did you get up so early? Is there something wrong if you come so early?"

Xu Wenxuan shook his head: "I originally thought that my eldest brother might not get up so early, but I still wanted to come and have a look."

He glanced at the branch in Xu Yuan's hand, a little surprised: "Brother, do you really know martial arts?!"

Xu Yuan smiled shyly: "I once studied under a bodyguard."

Xu Wenxuan sighed: "If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't be able to tell it! But that's good, someone will practice with me in the future." After speaking, he turned and ran out of the yard.

Xu Yuan was puzzled by his sudden move and turned his head in doubt.

Zhao Zenian shrugged, saying that he didn't know either.

After a while, Xu Wenxuan ran back again, holding two swords in his hand, and suggested: "Brother, when you practice swords, you should use real swords. Let's compete with real swords and guns. How about it?"

Xu Yuan blurted out: "I'm afraid I'll hurt you!"

Xu Wenxuan froze for a moment, then smiled: "Brother, you..."

Xu Yuan interrupted him anxiously and excitedly: "I said something wrong, forget it!"

He lowered his head slightly, unable to hide his embarrassment: "I think highly of myself. You are the young master here. You must have a special martial arts teacher to teach you. Compared with you, I will definitely not be worth mentioning!"

"Brother, you are too far-fetched, we can't tell who is better, not to mention it's just a practice sparring, so what are you doing seriously!"

Seeing that he didn't mind, Xu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Throwing away the scabbard, the two looked at each other and smiled, and the long sword stabbed out.

Zhao Zenian looked at it for a while, and when breakfast was brought, he ignored the two of them, and left Xu's mansion after eating in a hurry.

After checking out of the inn, he simply wandered back and forth on the street. If it wasn't for Xu Yuan, he didn't want to stay in the dull and depressing place of Xu Mansion.

As soon as he turned the corner, Feng Yueyi walked towards him, and asked with a smile, "Young Master Zhao, why are you alone, where is Xu Yuan?"

Zhao Zenian said in a joking tone: "Xu Yuan has successfully recognized his relatives, and he is feeling the warmth of his relatives."

"Really?" Feng Yueyi was slightly worried: "Ordinarily I should congratulate him, but the rich family is different from ordinary people, so he should encounter some setbacks, right?"

"Fortunately, Mr. Feng's business is over?"

Feng Yueyi shook his head: "My business will not be completed in a day or two, so there is no need to worry too much. I just worry about Xu Yuan. I haven't seen him so honest and innocent for a long time, and I don't know if he will be bullied."

Zhao Zenian smiled: "If you are worried, don't you know if you go and have a look?"

Feng Yueyi raised his eyebrows in a heroic manner, and said bluntly: "What Mr. Zhao said is that I am not familiar with the Xu family, so I probably need to trouble Mr. Zhao."

The other party was hearty, and Zhao Zenian didn't hold back, he tilted his head, with some playfulness: "It's a small matter, why not? Mr. Feng, please come with me!"

Xu Yuan was an unfavored concubine, Feng Yue didn't want to cause trouble for him, Zhao Zenian also understood, and the two of them flew up to the wall of Xu's mansion and went inside.

Lying on the roof tiles behind the tree, Zhao Zenian almost laughed. After such a long time, the two brothers were still dancing swords.

He pointed to He Fengyuan: "Here, Xu Yuan is there. The other is his youngest brother Xu Wenxuan. The two are exchanging sword skills. It is estimated that they haven't had breakfast yet."

Feng Yueyi nodded and looked intently.

In Xu Yuan's narration, he seldom used martial arts, and always regarded martial arts as a way to strengthen his body. Perhaps it was caused by the excitement of meeting his relatives.

It wasn't until Xu Wenxuan cried out in pain that he suddenly woke up.

Feng Yueyi whispered: "Oops!"

Looking at his expression, Zhao Zenian seemed to be really worried about Xu Yuan, and couldn't help being a little surprised: Is the friendship so deep after only a few days of acquaintance?

Xu Wenxuan covered his right arm, his face was pained, Xu Yuan was shocked, threw his sword and rushed over: "Wenxuan! How are you?"

Blood stained his clothes red, seeping from between Xu Wenxuan's fingers, he forced a smile on his face, and reassured Xu Yuan with his eyes.

Xu Yuan had never done anything to hurt anyone, and he was his own younger brother. The guilt instantly filled his chest and brain, and he hurried towards the gate of the courtyard: "I'll find you a doctor!"

"Brother!" Xu Wenxuan called to stop him: "Just call the servants to go."

Xu Yuan suddenly realized, and after ordering his servants, he helped Xu Wenxuan back to the room.

Zhao Zenian and Feng Yueyi each stepped over the tree in the courtyard by their own abilities, landed on the roof as lightly as a swallow, and gently lifted the tiles to check the situation inside the house.

The doctor came and washed Xu Wenxuan's wound and applied medicine to bandage it.

Xu Yuan watched without blinking. Seeing that the doctor had bandaged the wound and started to pack the medicine box, he asked in disbelief, "Doctor, that's it? Don't you need to prescribe medicine?"

The doctor shook his head.

Xu Yuan didn't believe it: "When my mother was seriously ill, she had to see the doctor every few days, and the prescriptions kept changing. The doctor also explained that some foods can be eaten, and some foods cannot be eaten..."

The doctor was slightly displeased, so he glanced at him and said: "Although the wound is long, it is very shallow. The old man has already applied medicine to him, and I can change it in a few days. How can I use a prescription?"

"But..." The person who made the wound was himself. The doctor's simple technique and flat attitude made Xu Yuan feel very sorry.

"Brother!" Xu Wenxuan was amused by his nervous and cramped appearance, and said, "You are making too much of a fuss, what is it for a martial arts practitioner to suffer such a little injury? You have to trust the doctor's words. In the worst case, you will change the medicine with me in the future." , you can rest assured, right?"

Xu Yuan couldn't help laughing: "Wenxuan, is there anything I can do for you?" If you don't pay something, you will feel uneasy.

Xu Wenxuan winked, and waited for the servant girl to take the doctor out, before saying: "Two people compete, even if you get hurt occasionally, it's not a big deal! Brother, look at how nervous you are, people who don't know think you've done something What a terrible thing!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't attack seriously, but I still hurt you in the end."

Xu Wenxuan shook his head and waved his hands to let him not feel guilty.

"Wenxuan!" Aunt Ying rushed in with her maid: "Where did you hurt?!"

Looking at Aunt Ying's anxious and worried look, Xu Yuan probably thought of his own mother, the expression on his face was envy and guilt, more regret.

"Mother, I'm really fine!" Xu Wenxuan patted the back of Aunt Ying's hand reassuringly.

Aunt Ying held her son's arm and looked at it again and again, before letting out a sigh of relief: "I'm scared to death!"

Xu Yuan hurried forward to apologize: "Aunt Ying, I'm sorry, I hurt Wenxuan."

Without waiting for Aunt Ying to speak, Xu Wenxuan said first: "We just played casually, this is an accident!"

Aunt Ying looked left and right, and sighed: "You two brothers love each other and protect each other, I am really comforted in my heart. But in the future, it is better to avoid those swords and swords. Injured, my life, I'm really scared!"

Xu Yuan's eyes turned hot, the feeling of being cherished is so warm.

Xu Wenxuan laughed and dealt with it casually: "I know, I know!"

Seeing the harmony below, Feng Yueyi relaxed, and Zhao Zenian signaled that he should go.

Feng Yueyi nodded, and then straightened his waist, but who knew that his waist was halfway up, and suddenly his hands slipped, and the whole person screamed and fell down, hitting the roof tiles with a loud noise!

Xu Wenxuan's shout came from the room, "Who!"

Zhao Zenian screamed that something was wrong, seeing that Feng Yueyi hadn't gotten up yet, he decisively grabbed the opponent's arm and wrapped him in his arms, and jumped over the wall of the Xu mansion courtyard a few times.

With his feet on the ground, Zhao Zenian dared to pant, and the sudden increase of internal strength was really overwhelming!

Noticing that the body in his arms had become stiff, he lowered his head suspiciously, saw the thin white neck and red ears, and was in a daze for a while, only to remember that all the hot air he exhaled had sprayed onto his neck.

Feng Yueyi's voice was a little depressed: "You still don't let go?!" After speaking, he pushed his elbow back!

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zenian let out a miserable howl, and stepped back while clutching his painful ribs.

Feng Yueyi stared over with a little shame, and quickly complained: "Mr. Feng, you almost killed me just now!"

Mentioning this, Feng Yueyi blushed and lost all momentum: "I'm sorry, but for some reason my hand slipped, maybe it was raining two days ago, and there was moss on the roof tiles..."