Han's worries were not groundless. No matter what the relationship between Wei Tingyu and Pingyang Hou was, Pingyang Hou, as his father, could dominate his marriage. This was an indisputable fact.
Of course, the matter was not as serious as Han thought. After all, Wei Tingyu still had the leverage over Marquis Pingyang. If Marquis Pingyang used Xiaocao to threaten him, it would at most reduce the leverage in Wei Tingyu's hand, and then a situation of mutual checks and balances would be formed.
However, in order to keep Wei Tingyu under control, Pingyang Hou would never agree to his marriage with Xiaocao. Without the mediation of an engagement, Xiaocao's reputation would inevitably be damaged, which was obviously something that no one wanted to see.
Xiaocao didn't think as deeply as Han did, but after hearing what Han said, she also felt that it was inappropriate. Qi Chao's status as a concubine was low. If she became a concubine, she might be trapped and die in the inner house. It would be better to take her life directly and die again to see if she could wear back.
"Mom, what should we do?" "Professional matters" indeed need "professionals" to solve them.
"Don't worry, Xuan'er. It won't come to this. I won't allow it, our whole family won't allow it, and Wei Ting Yuye won't allow it. So, when your father comes back in the evening, I'll discuss it with him. Also, find a time to meet with my good son-in-law to discuss some things." He said the last sentence with serious dissatisfaction.
Xiaocao could only remain silent about this. If she spoke up for him, her mother would only become more dissatisfied. What's more, Xiaocao didn't want to help him and couldn't deal with him directly, so she would naturally have to make his mother "suffer" from other places.
However, where Xiaocao could not see, Han's eyes were filled with ruthlessness. The Pingyang Marquis' Mansion had humiliated their family first, and if this marriage had to go through, she wanted certain people from the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion to kneel down and beg the Wen family.
Wei Tingyu was the first to know about this matter after returning to Pingyang Marquis Mansion. His originally relaxed and cheerful expression suddenly became gloomy. Although he did not show any obvious emotions, the people around him all clearly felt the invisible pressure. They dared not breathe and even wished they could just disappear.
In my heart, I cursed the Pingyang Marquis and his men. Why did they have to seek death when they could not live a good life? Didn't the last incident with the He family teach them a lesson? They had to keep jumping around in the master's marriage. If the person they chose this time was handled well, the master might be able to reduce a few of their crimes and make their lives a little easier. But the truth, really, I don't want to talk about it!
While others were trembling with fear, Wei Tingyu did not lose his temper directly. He closed his eyes and his emotions seemed to calm down. It was not that he suppressed all the negative emotions deep in his heart, but that he really had such a strong ability to regulate himself. This ability was not acquired through training, but was simply a matter of "living as long as possible and spending more time with Xuan'er". Therefore, what affected his body was not only the excessive work, but also the excessive fluctuations in emotions.
Of course, if Zhen could do it so easily, he would not be an ordinary person. In addition to adjusting his mind, Prince Wei naturally has other ways. Wouldn't it be better to vent out the things that are accumulated in his heart? He calmed down so quickly, which could only mean that he had probably figured out how to deal with certain people.
However, he was calm and did not move for the time being, but someone insisted on bumping into him.
In this family, if something had to happen, Jiu would personally go to Wei Tingyu to "show off his power", and there would be no one else except Wei Jincheng.
It was not difficult to stop Wei Jincheng from leaving, but Wei Tingyu never did such things. If he wanted to come, he would come, as long as he, the elder brother, was there. Of course, if he was not there, Wei Jincheng would not come. After all, in this broken yard, apart from its master, there was nothing that Wei Jincheng could "look at". Wei Jincheng was even more of a delivery man, asking for a fight, so there was no reason to refuse him. After all, he was a brother.
Wei Jincheng greeted Wei Tingyu in a polite manner, smiling warmly, "Brother, has your condition worsened again? But why don't you stay longer at the manor? In the past, you basically stayed for a year or two."
Wei Tingyu looked at him without saying anything, so quietly, he looked really harmless, but Wei Jincheng gradually couldn't smile anymore, his face became stiffer, maybe it was because he remembered the last time he was beaten up by him, which left too deep a deep impression on him, even such a look made him feel a little creepy.
Seemingly taking two steps back casually, he distanced himself from Wei Tingyu. Wei Jincheng felt better about the trouble and continued to smile, "I guess you heard about the marriage that our parents are planning for you, right? It was my fault last time, so please forgive me, brother."
This is not to make up for the mistake made last time. The candidate this time was carefully selected by my parents. She is the legitimate daughter of Wenren, the Minister of Rites. Although the other party's family background is a bit low, Wenren, the Minister, is in good shape now, and their family is a century-old scholarly family. She is barely qualified to be a match for our family.
As for this girl, she has been living outside since she was young, so she might be a little rough and uneducated. However, I heard that she has good medical skills. In your situation, brother, it is just right to have a female doctor by your side. Father and mother, we can all feel more at ease.
After all, my elder brother is the eldest son of our Marquis' Mansion, so he may be more willing to bear with you. But you are aware of your current situation, and it is not realistic to expect someone who can do everything for you.
Our Marquis Mansion is sincere, but it's a pity that the people of Wenren Family despise you, saying that you are a short-lived waste, a rat in a stinking ditch, and you dare to covet their daughter. It would be fine if they just said that, but they actually chased you away with a stick. Such a rude act, aren't you afraid of humiliating the four words "scholarly family"? "
He shook his head and sighed, seeming to be a little angry, "Brother, don't be sad. People outside are short-sighted and don't know how good you are. We shouldn't bother with them. If they don't want to, that's their loss. There are so many good girls. Let's take our time to choose. We can always find the right one."
He seemed to be sincere and considerate of his brother in every aspect. If the mother he was talking about was not actually Aunt Zhou, if he had not been slandering other people's families with a low social status on the left and a female doctor on the right, if he was not a "short-lived waste" who deserved to be "rude and unreasonable", if he had not been so happy in his eyes, people who didn't know the truth might have believed it.
"So, are you done?" Wei Tingyu asked softly.
"Ah, that's enough. What do you want to say, big brother?" He looked calm and at ease, waiting for his good brother's reaction, no matter if it was a rage or something else. Anyway, he was very interested now.
Wei Tingyu nodded, "That's right, it's good this way, so I don't have to find another excuse to do it."
Upon hearing this, Wei Jincheng immediately became alert, "What do you want to do? Don't forget that this is at home. If you really dare to hit me, father will never let you go." He suddenly became timid. Although he usually acted superior to his brother and dealt with all kinds of sarcasm, he did not realize that he was actually afraid of his brother in his bones.
Wei Tingyu suddenly controlled the wooden wheelchair forward at an extremely fast speed and crashed into Wei Jincheng before he could react. The force was not strong and only made Wei Jincheng take two steps back. Even so, the delicate young man's face was distorted with pain.
However, this was just the beginning. The next moment, the wheelchair appeared on the side of Wei Jincheng, and then behind him, and so on, bumping Wei Jincheng back and forth like a sepak ball, using its speed to the extreme, leaving him no time to react.
Perhaps because he suffered a great loss last time, Wei Jincheng brought a lot of people with him this time. There were as many as eight tall and strong servants. However, even so, they could not care about their master at all. When Prince Wei made a move, Wei Jincheng's eight servants were knocked to the ground in the first place. That was not all. I don’t know what evil means Prince Wei’s men used. They lay on the ground unable to move, and the whole body seemed to have lost its bones.
Because of the height of the wheelchair, Wei Jincheng's legs were naturally the most severely impacted parts. However, because he bent over due to the pain, his upper body also suffered several impacts, each more severe than the last. It seemed as if his bones were numb, or broken or dislocated.
Wei Jincheng made sounds from his mouth from time to time, but it was obvious that his good brother did not give him any chance to speak. He was interrupted after only one or two words and his words turned into painful moans.
Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore during one of the collisions and was knocked to the ground. Wei Tingyu moved forward in his wheelchair and looked down at him. "If a useless person like me can make you like this, then you are the most useless among the useless. After all, you are the son and heir raised by Marquis Pingyang, but you are like this. Is it because you are born with a useless character, or is it because your father is a bad person and too incompetent to give birth to and raise a useless person like you?"
"Wei Tingyu—" Wei Jincheng gritted his teeth to endure the pain, struggling to get up, his eyes about to spit fire, "How dare you be so disrespectful to my father, I will report it to my father..."
But he had only stood up halfway when he was knocked over again. "Go and tell him, what can he do to me?"
It seemed that every time at this time, Wei Jincheng would remember that his father had a fatal handle in the hands of this good brother. As long as he was holding it, his father would always be afraid to act rashly.
Wei Jincheng's chest rose and fell rapidly, and every breath seemed to involve the pain in his body. "You scolded your father for having a bad family background and scolded him for being incompetent, but don't forget that you are also his offspring."
"My mother has a good family background. Who made me take after her? You have been suppressing me all these years, but now I have defeated you. Wei Jincheng, sometimes I am actually quite curious. Where do you get the confidence and courage to dare to provoke me in such a situation? To be honest, I have seen stupid people, but I have never seen someone as stupid as you. In fact, I think your aunt should be quite smart. Why didn't you inherit a little bit?"
Wei Jincheng's face turned pale and blue, it was a spectacular sight. Seeing Wei Tingyu controlling the wheelchair forward again, Wei Jincheng subconsciously shrank back. It was obvious that this strange wheelchair had brought a huge shadow to his heart. It was easy to imagine how an ordinary wheelchair, under the control of the patient himself, could be so fast and flexible.
However, the wheelchair was moving very slowly at this moment, moving forward little by little, and the person on the ground was moving backward little by little. This slow movement was like a sharp blade suspended above the head, causing invisible oppression. The fear in the heart accumulated little by little, "Wei Tingyu, you, what do you want to do? I, I tell you, don't do anything stupid! If something really happens to me, you will definitely not have a good ending!"
Wei Tingyu curled his lips into a cold arc. "Why, you want to talk about Prince Dun and Concubine Shun? So what?" At this moment, Wei Tingyu's arrogance and coldness were fully revealed.
To be honest, if Wei Tingyu could punish Prince Zhengdun once, he could punish him a second or third time, or even abolish him directly, without necessarily sacrificing himself. The last time the salt administration problem in Jiangbei was too obvious to be manipulated, after all, given Emperor Xuanren's shrewdness, it was not easy to deceive him. Moreover, Wei Tingyu always adhered to the bottom line. Even if he was calculating people behind their backs, it was indeed their own problems. He just exposed the problems. But if some people insisted on forcing him again and again and not letting him have an easy time, then what would it matter if he broke the bottom line once
Wei Jincheng's heart was pounding with shock. Although he knew from the last two confrontations that his elder brother was very different from the person he knew, he had never felt him as powerful and unshakable as he did at this moment!
No, it was an illusion. It must be an illusion. How could it be possible for Wei Tingyu? How could it be possible? Is there something they don't know? If so, could it be something extremely deadly? Get out of here, get out of here, right now!
Wei Jincheng said nothing and didn't think about anything. The only words left in his mind were "leave".
His hands and feet were weak and he stumbled as he tried to get up. It felt like a newborn animal, trying to stand up again and again. Without any hindrance, he finally succeeded.
Wei Tingyu had a sarcastic smile on his face, as if he was looking at an insect with wings wet by water droplets, wrapped in it and unable to struggle.
Wei Jincheng finally walked a few feet away, his pace getting faster and faster, as if his previous embarrassment was just pretended in order to lower Wei Tingyu's vigilance and then take the opportunity to escape from this terrible place.
He swore that he would never face Wei Tingyu alone again. This person, this person, had already gone crazy! Yes, crazy!
Two more steps and I'll be out of his sight—
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, four almost invisible steel needles flew out from the wooden wheelchair...